Ry Cooder

[fox69]

"Mama, Don't Treat Your Daughter Mean"

"Mama, Don't Treat Your Daughter Mean"


Hey, mama, don't you treat your daughter mean
Hey, mama, don't you treat your daughter mean
'Cause you treat her so mean and she's only sweet sixteen
It was late last Friday evening, when everything was still
I heard somebody calling my name outside my window sill
I got up and I looked outside strainin' my eyes to see
And my heart went wild when I realized just who was calling me
I hollered
Hey, mama, don't you treat your daughter mean
Hey, mama, don't you treat your daughter mean
'Cause you treat her so mean and she's only sweet sixteen
Now, her eyes were blazing up at me
Her hair was black as night
And her naked skin shone like gold
Out in the pale moonlight
She took my hand and she pulled me down
Where the grass had grown up tall
The she moved her body all around
Just like a cannon ball
Hey, mama, don't you treat your daughter mean
Hey, mama, don't you treat your daughter mean
'Cause you treat her so mean and she's only sweet sixteen
Yonder comes your mama, girl, 'cross the field
Runnin' and a-shakin' like an automobile
Daddy's got a shotgun in his hand
They just don't understand
The first time I seen that sweet girl
She was runnin' home from Sunday school
And the next time I seen that sweet little girl
Was when she broke her mama's rule
But the last time I seen that sweet little girl
She was filled with a strange desire
Rollin' and tumblin' out on the cold wet ground
Her skin burnin' up just like a cane fire
She called my name a thousand ways
The tears came streaming down her face
But just when I was 'bout to blow my stack
Her daddy came a-creepin' and a-crawlin' up behind
And he shot me in the back

 

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"Married Man's A Fool"

"Married Man's A Fool"


Had a friend, Louie Brown, he was a deacon
Just as wise as he could be
Now I realize he could read the Good Book
Back from Revelations down to Genessee
You know last Sunday morning we was over to the church
My buddy wants to take him a stand
And he looks out upon that whole congregation
The Good Book in his hand
Now he cast his eye about, and then he looks over in the Amen Corner
All the sisters commenced to shout (what'd he say?)
He said a man's a fool to think that his wife love nobody else but him
She stick by you all your life, the chances is mighty slim

Now you read the Good Book, chapter twenty-one
Every married woman got to have a little fun
Read on over chapter twenty-two
It's a sin to let that woman make a fool outta you
Now you read a little further, chapter twenty-three
She two-time you, brother, like she double-crossed me
Read on back, over chapter ten
She shimmy one time, she like to wobble again
'Cause a man's a fool to think that his wife
Love nobody else but him, I mean, love nobody else but him

Well, a man's a fool to think that his wife
Love nobody else but him
She stand by you all of your life, the chances is mighty slim
Now you read on over twenty-fifth page
Married woman's loyalty is hard to engage
Read kinda careful, chapter twenty-six
Back door slamming, you got to run and get it fixed
Read on out, chapter twenty-eight
Who's that back slidin' out through your back gate?
I believe I'll close on chapter twenty-nine
Woman get tired of the same man all the time
'Cause a man's a fool to think that his wife love nobody else but him

 

[fox69]

"Mexican Divorce"

"Mexican Divorce"


It's a sin for you to get a Mexican divorce

Down below El Paso lies Juarez
Mexico is different, like a travel folder says
Cross the Rio Grande and you will find
An old adobe house
Where you leave your past behind

One day married, next day free
Broken hearts for you and me
Takes no time, for you to get
A Mexican divorce

As I came into this lonely house last night
I looked at all my windows but I couldn't find one light
I found you on that road to Mexico
And now, my love, I beg
Please, oh, please, don't go

One day married, next day free
Broken hearts for you and me
It's a sin for you to get a Mexican divorce

Finding love takes so long
Walking out must be wrong
It's a sin for you to get a Mexican divorce

One day married, next day free
Broken hearts for you and me
It's a sin for you to get a Mexican divorce

 

[fox69]

"Money Honey"

"Money Honey"


Well, the landlord rang my frontdoor bell
I let it rang for a long, long spell
Went to the window, peeped through the blind
Asked him to tell me what was on his mind
He said, "Money honey, money honey, money honey
If you wanna stay here with me"
I was clean and screened and so hard pressed
I called the woman that I loved the best
Finally found my baby 'bout a quarter to three
She said, "I'd like to know what you want with me"
And I said, "Money honey, money honey, money honey
If you wanna get along with me"
Well, she screamed and said
"What's wrong with you, from this day forth
Our romance is through"
I said, "Tell me baby, face to face
How could another man take my place?"
She said, "Money honey, money honey, money honey
If you wanna get along with me"
I've learned a lesson and now I know
Sun may shine, wind may blow
Women may come and women may go
But before I tell 'em that I love 'em so
I want "Money honey, money honey, money honey
If you wanna get along with me"

 

[fox69]

"Mutt Romney Blues"

"Mutt Romney Blues"


1, 2, 3, 4

Now boss Mitt Romney went for a ride
Pulled up on a highway side
Tied me down up on the roof
Boss I hollered, woof woof woof

Please master boss!

Don't look right, it don't seem right
Hot in the day, cold all night
Where I'm goin' I just don't know
Poor dog's got to bottle up and go

Oh Mr Boss, cut me down!
Woof, woof, woof

He had a ride, sure not ridin'
Poor dog he really had a ride
He had a ride, sure not ridin'
Up on the rooftop here I'm sat

 

[fox69]

"My Dwarf Is Getting Tired"

"My Dwarf Is Getting Tired"


A mobile home in Anaheim
It's double-wide it's new, it's clean
It's a friendly town I think it's time
It's what we need
We had a long run together a life you can't compare
But the world is changing and it's getting strange out there
Forty years of motel rooms cigarettes and magazines
From Spokane clear down to Bakersfield
You might have seen us on the highway so many times before
But my dwarf is getting tired and my fat man just won't travel anymore
Skinny-looking farmers brought their families down Looking for a fat time
Had to work all day just to make them spend one thin dime
Like hot dog contests man you could eat 'em
Might raise a buck or two
Boxing matches you couldn't beat 'em
That midget kangaroo was a little too fast for you
We came down here to say good bye to an old-time friend of mine
He died Inside his rubber suit out on the street of dreams
Lt was a hot July Sunday and he was working overtime
Cause the people like seeing Mickey walk by down in Anaheim
Dwarves and fat men just might do the very best they can
But they can't compare with Tomorrow Land it seems
We had some real Western times together but it can't be like before
Cause my dwarf is getting tired and my fat man just won't travel anymore
No we won't be seen from Bakersfield clear up to Spokane anymore

 

[fox69]

"My Name Is Buddy"

"My Name Is Buddy"


Now my name is Buddy, don't you pity me
Don't you pity me, don't you pity me
My name is Buddy, don't you pity me
Don't you pity me, don't you pity me
Just because I ain't so big, you think I'm small
Well, you think I'm small, now you think I'm small
You go around with your head up in the clouds
You just tall, that's all, you just tall, that's all
Now, if you like your tree, better watch out for your tree
Watch out for your tree, Lord, that tree ain't free
The birds won't be round just to keep you company, no
Keep you company, no keep you company
Now if you like your little backyard, watch out for your backyard
Don't let them put a toll road right through your backyard
If you like your little backyard, watch out for your backyard
Don't let them put a toll road right through your backyard
Now You go around with your head up in the clouds
Head up in the clouds, your head up in the clouds
You go around with your head up in the clouds
Your head up in the clouds, oh your head up in the clouds
You ain't so big, now, you just tall, that's all
Now this land was made for you and me
Better watch out for your land, better watch out for your land
This land was made just for you and me
Better watch out for your land, better watch out for your land

 

[fox69]

"My Old Kentucky Home (Turpentine & Dandelion Wine)"
(originally by Randy Newman)

"My Old Kentucky Home (Turpentine & Dandelion Wine)"
(originally by Randy Newman)



Turpentine and dandelion wine
I've turned the corner and I'm doing fine
Shooting at the birds on the telephone line
Picking 'em off with this gun of mine
I got a fire in my belly and a fire in my head
Going higher and higher till I'm dead

Sister Sue, short and stout
She didn't grow up, she grew out
Papa says she's plain but she's just being kind
Mama says she's pretty but she's almost blind
Don't let her out much 'cept at night
But I don't care 'cause I'm all right

Oh, the sun shines bright on my old Kentucky home
And the young folks roll on the floor
Oh, the sun shines bright on my old Kentucky home
Keep them hard times away from my door

Brother Gene, he's big and mean
And he didn't have much to say
He had a little woman that he whupped each day
But now she's gone away
He got drunk last night
Kicked mama down the stairs
But I'm all right so I don't care

 

[fox69]

"Never Make Your Move Too Soon"

"Never Make Your Move Too Soon"


Three days of snow out in Birmingham
Thought you would wonder where I am
Called up your number all night long
No consolations on the telephone
Ran out and caught that midnight flight
Thought a little loving would make everything all right
But, no!
Landlord said, "You'd moved away
And left me all your bills to pay"
It's too bad, baby, you might have made your move too soon
I think you might have made your move too soon, girl
Now, look here
Left me out here with a Keno card
Life in Vegas really ain't so hard
Ran it up to about fifty grand
Cashed it in and held it in my hand
That kinda money gets the word around
And makes a lost love come up found
I hear you knocking baby at my door
You ain't living here no more
I tried to tell you before
But you made your move too soon
Now I'm gonna play!
All right, now I'm just going to tell you one more thing
Well, I've been from Texas down to Tokyo
Okinawa back to Ohio
Never tried to make the news
I'm just a man that loves to play the blues
Take my guitar everywhere
Now, if you people don't like it, I really don't care
Crowd jumps up and the band falls down
Love to see us rolling into town
Because the people know, well, we never make our move too soon
Never make your move too soon
Ya made your move too soon, girl
Ya made your move too soon, baby... babe
I think ya made your move too soon
Let's hear it for all the chickens that died in the heat wave
Two millions chickens, God Almighty
In Arkansas, down in Oklahoma, by God
Texas, Arizona

 

[fox69]

"No Banker Left Behind"

"No Banker Left Behind"


My telephone rang one evening, my buddy called for me
Said the bankers are all leavin', you better come round and see
It started revelation, they robbed the nation blind
They're all down at the station, no banker left behind
No banker, no banker, no banker could I find
They were all down at the station, no banker left behind
Well the bankers called a meetin', to the white house they went one day
They was going to call one the president, in a quiet and a sociable way
The afternoon was sunny and the weather it was fine
They counted all our money and no banker was left behind
No banker, no banker, no banker could I find
They were all down at the white house, no banker was left behind

Well I hear the whistle blowin', it plays a happy tune
The conductor is calling "all abort", we'll be leavin' soon
With champagne and shrimp cocktails and that's not all you'll find
There's a billion dollar bonus and no banker left behind

No banker, no banker, no banker could I find
When the train pulled out next mornin', no banker was left behind
No banker, no banker, no banker could I find
When the train pulled out next mornin', no banker was left behind

No banker, no banker, no banker could I find
They were all down at the station, no banker left behind
No banker, no banker, no banker could I find
When the train pulled out next mornin', no banker was left behind