Canned Heat Follow
Election Blues lyrics
Crying, sure, Lord, killing me
Crying, canned heat, mama
Sure, Lord, killing me
Takes alcorub to take these canned heat blues
Crying, mama, mama, mama, you know
Canned heat killing me
Crying, mama, mama, mama, crying
Canned heat is killing me
Canned heat don't kill me, crying, babe, I'll never die
I woke up, up this morning, with canned heat on my mind
Woke up this morning, canned heat was on my mind
Woke up this morning, with canned heat, Lord, on my mind
Crying, Lord, Lord, I wonder, canned heat, Lord, killing me
Jake alcohol's ruined me, churning 'bout my soul
Because brown skin women don't do the easy roll
I woke up, up this morning, crying, canned heat 'round my bed
Run here, somebody, take these canned heat blues
Run here, somebody, and take these canned heat blues
Crying, mama, mama, mama, crying, canned heat killing me
Believe to my soul, Lord, it gonna kill me dead
Crying, sure, Lord, killing me
Crying, canned heat, mama
Part of these releases
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- Track 8 on The Boogie House Tapes, Vol. 3 Disc 2
- 7 Open Up Your Back Door
- 9 Midnight Special Boogie
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- Track 8 on The New Age
- 7 Framed
- 9 So Long Wrong
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