Now Little Scratch was a cat that never made the mat But he sure had a real good time All the chicks on the block used to watch his pockets flop But they never heard the ring of a coin Well he was tattered and thin But all of the men Were jealous of his natural charm You could always see him on the street With a beautiful dish on each arm Jealous of his natural charm Well he never had a dime But he sure made time He had a beautiful dish on each arm Well he was tattered and thin But all ofRead More →

Carry me and my baby to colored land Drink paint run run Drink paint run run When the sun goes down, we'll be done Drink paint run run Drink paint run run Pick up ypur glass, baby, ‘n' look me in the eyes We'll drink paint, toast our love in the sun Drink paint run run Carry me and my baby to colored land Drink paint run run Drink paint run run When the sun goes down, we'll be done Drink paint run run Drink paint run run Carry me and my baby to colored land Drink paint run run When the sun holds handsRead More →

Unreleased 1971 version Uh life(?) turned into a while ‘n' then into a mile A shirt to work, a back to ache And someday we'll smile, Oh, I will ‘n' you will But that ain't gonna bend you down ‘n' tie your workin' shoe Don't you wish you never met her Dirty Blue Gene A mile after mile Stand there bubblin' like a open cola in the sun Troublin' n fizzlin' in the noonday sun Wonderin' if you got the time to get clean Empty headed handed pockets ‘n' shoes A Dirty Blue Gene, boys, is achin' hard to lose Don't you wish you never metRead More →