And people say
Who are or what are, Them?
That little one sings
And that big one plays the guitar
With a thimble on his finger
Runs it up and down the strings
The bass player don't shave much
I think they're all a little bit, touched
But the people came
And that's how we made our name
Too much it was
Umm, yeah, our good times
Wild, sweaty, crude, ugly and, and mad
And sometimes just, a little bit sad
Yeah, they sneered an' all
But up there, we just havin' a ball
It was a gas, you know
Lord, some good times
It was kinda bad for, Them
We are, Them, take it or leave it
Do you know they took it, and it kept comin'
And we worked for the people
Sweet, sweat and the misty, misty atmosphere
Gimme another drink of beer, baby
Gotta get goin' here
Because, it was a gas
We all had good times
Blues come rollin'
Down to all your avenue
Won't stop at the city hall
Just a few steps away
You can look up at, Maritime Hotel
Just a little bit sad, gotta walk away
Wish it well
(Transcribed by ear; corrections requested and welcomed!)
Don't Start Crying Now
(James Moore and Jerry West)
You ain't never had to cry baby
Don't start cryin' now
You ain't never had to cry baby
Don't start cryin' now
You never did it before
Don't do you know good no how
Cry cry baby, cry cry, all night long
Cry cry baby, cry cry, all night long
You're gonna wake up in the mornin'
And find your good man gone
Well you brag 'bout your woman
Take one look at mine
Well you brag 'bout your woman
A take one look at mine
She's as sweet as any angel
Make-a love most all the time
Cry cry baby, cry cry all night long
Cry cry baby, cry cry all night long
You might wake up in the morning
And find your good man gone
Ooh! (Instrumental)
Well I sent for you yesterday
Here you come walkin' today
Well I sent for you yesterday
Here you come walkin' today
Got you all fired up
And don't know what I said
Cry cry baby, cry cry all night long
Cry cry baby, cry cry all night long
Gonna wake up in the mornin'
Find your good man gone
Well cry cry baby, cry cry all night long
(Well) cry cry baby, cry cry all night long
You're gonna wake up in the mornin'
And find your good man gone
(Instrumental to end)
Who are or what are, Them?
That little one sings
And that big one plays the guitar
With a thimble on his finger
Runs it up and down the strings
The bass player don't shave much
I think they're all a little bit, touched
But the people came
And that's how we made our name
Too much it was
Umm, yeah, our good times
Wild, sweaty, crude, ugly and, and mad
And sometimes just, a little bit sad
Yeah, they sneered an' all
But up there, we just havin' a ball
It was a gas, you know
Lord, some good times
It was kinda bad for, Them
We are, Them, take it or leave it
Do you know they took it, and it kept comin'
And we worked for the people
Sweet, sweat and the misty, misty atmosphere
Gimme another drink of beer, baby
Gotta get goin' here
Because, it was a gas
We all had good times
Blues come rollin'
Down to all your avenue
Won't stop at the city hall
Just a few steps away
You can look up at, Maritime Hotel
Just a little bit sad, gotta walk away
Wish it well
(Transcribed by ear; corrections requested and welcomed!)
Don't Start Crying Now
(James Moore and Jerry West)
You ain't never had to cry baby
Don't start cryin' now
You ain't never had to cry baby
Don't start cryin' now
You never did it before
Don't do you know good no how
Cry cry baby, cry cry, all night long
Cry cry baby, cry cry, all night long
You're gonna wake up in the mornin'
And find your good man gone
Well you brag 'bout your woman
Take one look at mine
Well you brag 'bout your woman
A take one look at mine
She's as sweet as any angel
Make-a love most all the time
Cry cry baby, cry cry all night long
Cry cry baby, cry cry all night long
You might wake up in the morning
And find your good man gone
Ooh! (Instrumental)
Well I sent for you yesterday
Here you come walkin' today
Well I sent for you yesterday
Here you come walkin' today
Got you all fired up
And don't know what I said
Cry cry baby, cry cry all night long
Cry cry baby, cry cry all night long
Gonna wake up in the mornin'
Find your good man gone
Well cry cry baby, cry cry all night long
(Well) cry cry baby, cry cry all night long
You're gonna wake up in the mornin'
And find your good man gone
(Instrumental to end)