Me And The Devil Blues
by Robert Johnson

Early this morning,
You knocked upon my door,
Early this morning,
You knocked upon my door,
And I said, "Hello, Satan,
I believe it's time to go."


Me and the devil
Were walking side by side.
Me and the devil
Were walking side by side.
I'm gonna beat my woman
Until I get satisfied.


She said she don't see why,
That I will dog her 'round.

Me And The Devil Blues
by Robert Johnson

Early this morning,
You knocked upon my door,
Early this morning,
You knocked upon my door,
And I said, "Hello, Satan,
I believe it's time to go."


Me and the devil
Were walking side by side.
Me and the devil
Were walking side by side.
I'm gonna beat my woman
Until I get satisfied.


She said she don't see why,
That I will dog her 'round.

Mean Old Frisco
by Arthur Crudup

Well that mean old dirty Frisco
And that low down Santa Fe.
Mean old Frisco
And that low down Santa Fe.
You know they take my girl away,
Lord, and blow back out on me.


Well my mama, she done told me,
And my papa told me too.
Mama told me
And my papa told me too.
A woman that gets in your face,
Lord she ain't no friend for you.


Well I'm goin' away now baby
And I won't be back until fall.
Goin' away, baby.

Mean Old Frisco
by Arthur Crudup

Well that mean old dirty Frisco
And that low down Santa Fe.
Mean old Frisco
And that low down Santa Fe.
You know they take my girl away,
Lord, and blow back out on me.


Well my mama, she done told me,
And my papa told me too.
Mama told me
And my papa told me too.
A woman that gets in your face,
Lord she ain't no friend for you.


Well I'm goin' away now baby
And I won't be back until fall.
Goin' away, baby.

Mean Old Frisco
by Arthur Crudup

Well that mean old dirty Frisco
And that low down Santa Fe.
Mean old Frisco
And that low down Santa Fe.
You know they take my girl away,
Lord, and blow back out on me.


Well my mama, she done told me,
And my papa told me too.
Mama told me
And my papa told me too.
A woman that gets in your face,
Lord she ain't no friend for you.


Well I'm goin' away now baby
And I won't be back until fall.
Goin' away, baby.

Mean Old World
by Walter Jacobs

This is a mean old world, try and live it by yourself.
This is a mean old world, try and live it by yourself.
Can't get the one you love, have to use somebody else.


I've got the blues, gonna pack my things and go.
I've got the blues, gonna pack my things and go.
Guess you don't love me, babe, loving mister so-and-so.


Sometimes I wonder why can your love be so cold?
Sometimes I wonder why can your love be so cold?
I guess you don't love me, gonna pack my things and go.

Mean Old World
by Walter Jacobs

This is a mean old world, try and live it by yourself.
This is a mean old world, try and live it by yourself.
Can't get the one you love, have to use somebody else.


I've got the blues, gonna pack my things and go.
I've got the blues, gonna pack my things and go.
Guess you don't love me, babe, loving mister so-and-so.


Sometimes I wonder why can your love be so cold?
Sometimes I wonder why can your love be so cold?
I guess you don't love me, gonna pack my things and go.

Meet Me (Down At The Bottom)
by Willie Dixon

Put it in your pocket, leave it in your shoe.
Plug it in your socket, flush it down the loo.
Hey baby, show me something new.


Put it in your hat, put it in your can.
Feed it to your cat, share it with your band.
Hey baby, help me understand.


Well they're fighting in the kitchen and they're fighting in the hall.
Up against the dark and up against the wall.
Why don't you meet me in the bottom, baby; bring

Meet Me (Down At The Bottom)
by Willie Dixon

Put it in your pocket, leave it in your shoe.
Plug it in your socket, flush it down the loo.
Hey baby, show me something new.


Put it in your hat, put it in your can.
Feed it to your cat, share it with your band.
Hey baby, help me understand.


Well they're fighting in the kitchen and they're fighting in the hall.
Up against the dark and up against the wall.
Why don't you meet me in the bottom, baby; bring

Milkcow's Calf Blues
by Robert Johnson

Tell me, milk cow,
What on Earth is wrong with you?
Oh, milk cow,
What on Earth is wrong with you?
Now, you've left you a calf
And your milk is turning blue.


Lord, your calf is hungry
And I believe he needs a suck.
Lord, your calf is hungry,
I believe he needs a suck.
Well, your milk is turning blue.
I believe he's out of luck.


Now, I feel like milking and my co