Artist: Tampa Red
Tampa Red's lyrics & chords
Tampa Red (January 8, 1904 - March 19, 1981), born Hudson Woodbridge but known from childhood as Hudson Whittaker, was an influential American musician. Tampa Red is best known as an accomplished and influential blues guitarist who had a unique single-string bottleneck style. His songwriting and his silky, polished slide technique influenced other leading Chicago blues guitarists, such as Big Bill Broonzy and Robert Nighthawk, as well as Muddy Waters, Elmore James, Mose Allison and many others. In a career spanning over 30 years he also record...read more
True love Grouchy hearted woman What you gonna do? I still got california on my mind Boot it boy Unhappy blues I oughta bite you How long Gotta be more When bad luck is on you Keep jumping Give it up buddy The alley crap game Give me mine now Forget about me I give my love to you Bumble bee Jinx doctor blues Wrong idea Good gordon gin Put your money where your mouth is Jelly whipping blues I got a right to be blue Please be careful Just you and i alone Happy jack Happily married Sure enough i do Corrine corrina The most of us do You may be down someday Nobody knows how bad i feel Jealous hearted mama blues Please try to see it my way Roaming and rambling If i had known Down the alley I know my baby loves me Hold to his hand Crazy with the blues Oh yes my darling When you were a gal of seven Worthy of you All mixed up over you Ready for rhythm Oh babe oh baby I got a big surprise for you No baby no Your one and only Mercy mama Taking it and make my getaway Sugar baby Mean and evil woman How long how long blues Beedle um bum Chicago moan Someday i´m bound to win Georgia georgia blues She can love so good You got me worryin´ Cheatin´ on me Play proof mama That´s the way i do I see you can´t take it I do Don’t jive me Saturday night scrontch Look a there look a there Mr rhythm man Billie the grinder Werstern bound blues Green and lucky Down behind the rise Poor old bachelor blues Come on mama do that dance Tampa red Texas stomp This ain´t no place for me Rolling mill stomp Turpintine blues Since baby’s been gone You´re more than a palace to me I´ll kill your soul It´s hard to believe it´s true That don´t matter now If it wasn´t for you Mess katie mess I m a stranger here
