Biography:
Blind Willie McTell (born William Samuel McTier; May 5, 1898 – August 19, 1959) was a Piedmont and ragtime blues singer and guitarist. He played with a fluid, syncopated fingerstyle guitar technique, common among many exponents of Piedmont blues, although, unlike his contemporaries, he came to use twelve-string guitars exclusively. McTell was also an adept slide guitarist, unusual among ragtime bluesmen. His vocal style, a smooth and often laid-back tenor
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[Verse 1]
C C/B A
Now looka here mama let me tell you this
C C/B A
If you wants to get crooked I'm gonna give you my fist
C C/B A
You might read from Revelations back to Genesee
D7 G7 C
But if you get crooked, your southern can belongs to me
[Chorus]
C C/B A
Ain't no need you bringin no jive to me
D7 G7 C
Cause your southern can is mine
[Verse 2]
C C/B A
Might go uptown have me arrested and have me put in jail
C C/B A
Some hotshot got money come and throw my bail
C C/B A
Soon as I get out, hit the ground
D7 G7 C
Your southern can worth two dollar, half a pound
[Chorus]
C C/B A
Ain't no need of bringing no stuff to me
D7 G7 C
Cause your southern can is mine
[Verse 3]
C C/B A
You might take it from the south you might carry it up north
C C/B A
But understand you can't rule or either be my boss
C C/B A
Take it from the east, hide it in the west
D7 G7 C
When I get it mama, your can won't see no rest
[Chorus]
C C/B A
Ain't no need of bringing no stuff to me
D7 G7 C A7
Cause your southern can is mine ,in the morning
D7 G7 C A7
Your southern can belongs to me ,i'm not dreamin
D7 G7 C
Your southern can belongs to me
[Bridge]
C C7
Ah ashes to ashes mama, and sin to sin
F G#7
Every time I hit you you'll think I've got a dozen hands
C C7
Give you a punch through that barb-wire fence
F G#7
Every time I hit you you'll say I've got no sense
[Chorus]
C C/B A
Ain't no need of bringing no stuff to me
D7 G7 C A7
Cause your southern can is mine ,every bit of it
D7 G7 C
Southern can belongs to me
[Bridge 2]
C C7
Get me a brick out of my backyard
F G#7
Give you the devil if you get kinda hard
[Chorus]
C C/B A
Ain't no need of bringing no jive here honey
D7 G7 C A7
Cause your southern can is mine ,you hear me cryin
D7 G7 C
Southern can belongs to me
C C/B A7 D7 G7 C
Spank it a little bit, boy
[Bridge]
C C7
Well if I catch you momma down in the heart of town
F G#7
I'm gonna grab me a brick and tear your can on down
[Chorus]
C C/B A7
Aint no use in bringing your stuff to me
D7 G7 C
Cause your southern can is mine
A7 D7 G7 C
Im talking to ya, your southern can belong to me
[Bridge ]
C C7
You may get death-bed sick baby and graveyard bound
F G#7
Make your can moan go on like a hound
[Chorus]
C C/B A7
Aint no use in bringing your stuff to me
D7 G7 C
Cause your southern can is mine
A D7 G7 C
you hear me talking, southern can belong to me
C C/B A7
Oh spank it like that
C C/B A7 C C/B A7 D7 G7 C
The way Ruthie Mae likes it
D7 G7 C
'Cause your southern can is mine
[Bridge]
C C7
Sit there unsteady with your eyes all red
F G#7
What I said get your grandma dead
[Chorus]
C C/B A7
Ain't no need of bringing no jive to me
D7 G7 C
'Cause your southern can is mine
[Bridge]
C C7
You got to stop your barkin and raising the deuce
F G#7
I'll grab you mama and turn every way but loose
[Chorus]
C C/B A7
Ain't no need of bringing no jive here honey
D7 G7 C A
'Cause your southern can belongs to me ,every bit of it
D7 G7 C
Southern can belongs to me
C
Aww, whup it boy, that's the way the people like that thing
[Chorus]
C C/B A7
Ain't no need of bringing no jive here honey
D7 G7 C A
'Cause your southern can is mine ,you hear me talkin
D7 G7 C
Your southern can belongs to me
[Bridge]
C C7
Might twiddle like a tadpole ,Let it jump like a frog
F G#7
Every time I hit it you'll holler God oh God
[Chorus]
C C/B A7
Ain't no need of bringing no jive here honey
D7 G7 C A
'Cause your southern can is mine ,You hear me talkin'
D7 G7 C
Southern can belongs to me
C
Now play it a little bit, just whup it
C C/B A
Aww shucks. Play that thing boy
D7 G7 C
Southern can belo-ongs to me
[Verse 1]
C C/B A
Now looka here mama let me tell you this
C C/B A
If you wants to get crooked I'm gonna give you my fist
C C/B A
You might read from Revelations back to Genesee
D7 G7 C
But if you get crooked, your southern can belongs to me
[Chorus]
C C/B A
Ain't no need you bringin no jive to me
D7 G7 C
Cause your southern can is mine
[Verse 2]
C C/B A
Might go uptown have me arrested and have me put in jail
C C/B A
Some hotshot got money come and throw my bail
C C/B A
Soon as I get out, hit the ground
D7 G7 C
Your southern can worth two dollar, half a pound
[Chorus]
C C/B A
Ain't no need of bringing no stuff to me
D7 G7 C
Cause your southern can is mine
[Verse 3]
C C/B A
You might take it from the south you might carry it up north
C C/B A
But understand you can't rule or either be my boss
C C/B A
Take it from the east, hide it in the west
D7 G7 C
When I get it mama, your can won't see no rest
[Chorus]
C C/B A
Ain't no need of bringing no stuff to me
D7 G7 C A7
Cause your southern can is mine ,in the morning
D7 G7 C A7
Your southern can belongs to me ,i'm not dreamin
D7 G7 C
Your southern can belongs to me
[Bridge]
C C7
Ah ashes to ashes mama, and sin to sin
F G#7
Every time I hit you you'll think I've got a dozen hands
C C7
Give you a punch through that barb-wire fence
F G#7
Every time I hit you you'll say I've got no sense
[Chorus]
C C/B A
Ain't no need of bringing no stuff to me
D7 G7 C A7
Cause your southern can is mine ,every bit of it
D7 G7 C
Southern can belongs to me
[Bridge 2]
C C7
Get me a brick out of my backyard
F G#7
Give you the devil if you get kinda hard
[Chorus]
C C/B A
Ain't no need of bringing no jive here honey
D7 G7 C A7
Cause your southern can is mine ,you hear me cryin
D7 G7 C
Southern can belongs to me
C C/B A7 D7 G7 C
Spank it a little bit, boy
[Bridge]
C C7
Well if I catch you momma down in the heart of town
F G#7
I'm gonna grab me a brick and tear your can on down
[Chorus]
C C/B A7
Aint no use in bringing your stuff to me
D7 G7 C
Cause your southern can is mine
A7 D7 G7 C
Im talking to ya, your southern can belong to me
[Bridge ]
C C7
You may get death-bed sick baby and graveyard bound
F G#7
Make your can moan go on like a hound
[Chorus]
C C/B A7
Aint no use in bringing your stuff to me
D7 G7 C
Cause your southern can is mine
A D7 G7 C
you hear me talking, southern can belong to me
C C/B A7
Oh spank it like that
C C/B A7 C C/B A7 D7 G7 C
The way Ruthie Mae likes it
D7 G7 C
'Cause your southern can is mine
[Bridge]
C C7
Sit there unsteady with your eyes all red
F G#7
What I said get your grandma dead
[Chorus]
C C/B A7
Ain't no need of bringing no jive to me
D7 G7 C
'Cause your southern can is mine
[Bridge]
C C7
You got to stop your barkin and raising the deuce
F G#7
I'll grab you mama and turn every way but loose
[Chorus]
C C/B A7
Ain't no need of bringing no jive here honey
D7 G7 C A
'Cause your southern can belongs to me ,every bit of it
D7 G7 C
Southern can belongs to me
C
Aww, whup it boy, that's the way the people like that thing
[Chorus]
C C/B A7
Ain't no need of bringing no jive here honey
D7 G7 C A
'Cause your southern can is mine ,you hear me talkin
D7 G7 C
Your southern can belongs to me
[Bridge]
C C7
Might twiddle like a tadpole ,Let it jump like a frog
F G#7
Every time I hit it you'll holler God oh God
[Chorus]
C C/B A7
Ain't no need of bringing no jive here honey
D7 G7 C A
'Cause your southern can is mine ,You hear me talkin'
D7 G7 C
Southern can belongs to me
C
Now play it a little bit, just whup it
C C/B A
Aww shucks. Play that thing boy
D7 G7 C
Southern can belo-ongs to me
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