Biography:
Aleck "Rice" Miller (December 5, 1899 – May 25, 1965), also known as Sonny Boy Williamson II, was an American blues harmonica player, singer and songwriter. He is not to be confused with the original Sonny Boy Williamson, also a blues musician but of no relation.
Although John Lee Williamson was a major blues star who had already released dozens of successful and widely influential records under the name Sonny Boy Williamson from 1937 onward, Aleck Miller would later claim to have been the first to use the name
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Band/Artist: Sonny Boy Williamson
Song Title: Your Funeral and My Trial
Album Title: His Best
http://www.sonnyboy.com/
(Verse 1)
D
Please come home to your daddy, and explain yourself to me
Because I and you are man and wife, tryin' to start a family
G D
I'm beggin' you baby, cut out that off the wall jive
A G D
If you can't treat me no better, it gotta be your funeral and my trial
(Verse 2)
D
When I and you first got together, 't was on one Friday night
We spent two lovely hours together, and the world knows allright
G D
I'm just beggin' you baby, please cut out that off the wall jive
A G
You know you gotta treat me better, if you don't it gotta be your
D
funeral and my trial
Alright...
(Verse 3)
D
The good Lord made the world and everything was in it
The way my baby love is some solid sentiment
She can love to heal the sick and she can love to raise the dead
You think I'm jokin' but you better be- lieve what I say
G D
I'm beggin' you baby, cut out that off the wall jive
A G
Yeh you gotta treat me better, or it gotta be your funeral and my
D
trial
Song Title: Your Funeral and My Trial
Album Title: His Best
http://www.sonnyboy.com/
(Verse 1)
D
Please come home to your daddy, and explain yourself to me
Because I and you are man and wife, tryin' to start a family
G D
I'm beggin' you baby, cut out that off the wall jive
A G D
If you can't treat me no better, it gotta be your funeral and my trial
(Verse 2)
D
When I and you first got together, 't was on one Friday night
We spent two lovely hours together, and the world knows allright
G D
I'm just beggin' you baby, please cut out that off the wall jive
A G
You know you gotta treat me better, if you don't it gotta be your
D
funeral and my trial
Alright...
(Verse 3)
D
The good Lord made the world and everything was in it
The way my baby love is some solid sentiment
She can love to heal the sick and she can love to raise the dead
You think I'm jokin' but you better be- lieve what I say
G D
I'm beggin' you baby, cut out that off the wall jive
A G
Yeh you gotta treat me better, or it gotta be your funeral and my
D
trial
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