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Tell Me What Do I Do Mama Blues.mp3
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Blues. Used to busk. Thankyou for looking March 2021. Love/art/blues/Rob. So, musical diary
Pardon? How can I interview me? Some streets are better than others? Some highways are brighter than others. Time of day, find a state of mind, imagination, TV, 1920s. I write about love, lost or found, hopefully honestly inspired by love, and try to play better for that. When younger protested about behaviours on my radar, and of course, being a simple artist, surfing the great times I imagine I had in another life, or maybe one day this one!
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Genre
Blues • Acoustic Blues
Author
Robert Ellery Phillips
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Robert Ellery Phillips (robertemerald)
Uploaded
August 05, 2012
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MP3
MP3 6.9 MB • 160 kbps • 5:59
Story behind the song
Story: Three hobos in 1915 in the Mid-West are on the run. They formulate a plan. They go back (back-roads and rivers) to the town where the trouble started and take out a newspaper article, a public letter. This song is what they said. Here? I think Little Sunday School has drunk the funny mustard. Pouring goodie two shoe 'magic' on everything (clever slander?). Anyone know people who just want to fight, a real person, but in their heads, and then, amazingly, declare they want quiet when they've established 'a point'. Or am I mad. 'Silly' maybe? Up and Adam?
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Tell Me What Do I Do Mama what did I do mama to deserve these folk clever as punch we don't eat much hate bubble on the good time boogie can't get enough of us easy say sorry won't move on contribute nothing expect continuous song sarcasms unchallenged save when acting what did I do mama to deserve these folk what did I do mama to once more what did I say what hell did I score what did I do mama to deserve these girls what did I do mama can't keep their mouths close brave boys and girls what did I do mama they just sit in my soul don't want to know me using my name luminous as Adam heckling don't know me at all pretend daddy raised taught them nothing at al here they come again dumping bad on me clever little psychopaths answer for everything who taught them this thing send him round to see him immediately what did I do mama more important than me conceited heavy and the youngers are green all sound junk store mean what did I do mama to deserve these folk just want to sit there using my mind as a joke better men dictators why do they just sit there and poke what did I do mama to deserve these folk sitting opposite trying to murder my soul hotfoot my drive runaway with my jive what did I do mama to deserve these folk dead or alive brave out the truth so they can play big men spy squad different again enemy and pretend hater me no reason to blame me for themselves ransacked my soul not my fault anywhere suspicious no doubt blues Rob Phillips 05 08 12 afternoon (Sunday)
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