woe is me

well I been dyin'

got to get that monkey off my back

the fortune teller looked into my eyeballs

the wrinkles

You're a no good heartbreaker

You're a liar and you're a cheat

I don't know why I let you do these thing to me

My friends keep telling me that you ain't no good

They

hey look on yonder, what's that I see

well that old bogus honey coming after me

I thought you told her I was out of town

I wonder

Shela, Shela, she like a hurricane

Shela, Shela, she like a ball and chain

Shela, Shela, she like a hurricane

Got myself

Please, I just got to talk to you

Please, a getcha your head out of the loo

Please, and we're a long, long way from

stagecoach lady, hourglass body

making things glow in the night

well, she would if she could, and she'd be good if she would only

tell

Oh...

Take a walk in the warm New England sun

Ain't no time to look for clues

You get the point from Uncle Sam's

I got a wild thing for you

Were talking hoops you got me jumping through

You got those lemon drop martini eyes

And if my karma suits youd

(Mississippi Fred McDowell)

Well I look way down that lonesome road

Well I look way down that lonesome road

Way way down

Way way down

Way way down

Gypsy, gypsy, dancing feet

Gypsy, gypsy, bittersweet

Screamer, dreamer, disarray

Gypsy, gypsy, why did you fly away

No good, papa's