The Allman Brothers - Statesboro Blues

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From uunet!cbmvax!macon Wed Jul 1 15:39:18 PDT 1992

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From: [email protected] (Glen Macon)

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Subject: Music : statesboro blues

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Date: 1 Jul 92 13:33:10 GMT

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Title: STATESBORO BLUES (Blind Willie McTell)





C7 F7 C7

Wake up momma, turn your lamp down low

F7 C7

Wake up momma, turn your lamp down low

G7 F7 C7

You got no love babe, to turn Uncle John from your door.



C7 F7 C7

I woke up this morning, had them Statesboro Blues

F7 C7

I woke up this morning, had them Statesboro Blues

G7 F7 C7

I looked over in the corner, and grandpa seemed to have them too.



LEAD

G7 C7

Well my momma died and left me

C7

My poppa died and left me

C7

I ain't god lookin' baby

C7

But somewhere I'm sweet and kind



F7 C7

I'm goin' to the country, baby do you want to go

G7 F7 C7

If you can't make it baby, your sister Lucile said she wanna go

(and I sure will take her).



C7 F7 C7

I love that woman, better than any woman I've ever seen

F7 C7

I love that woman, better than any woman I've ever seen

G7 F7 C7

She treats me like a king, I treat her like a dog gone queen.



C7 F7 C7

Wake up momma, turn your lamp down low

F7 C7

Wake up momma, turn your lamp down low

G7 F7 C7

You got no love babe, to turn Uncle John from your door.





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