Pinwheel of Death

Wynonie Harris


SONGS

Writers Wynonie Harris, Teddy McRae

Genres Rhythm & Blues, Soul

Recorded 1949

Lyrics verse 1:
MY BABY
DON'T GO FOR FANCY CLOTHES,
HIGH CLASS DINNERS
AND PICTURE SHOWS.
ALL SHE WANTS TO DO
IS STAY AT HOME
AND HUCKLEBUCK WITH DADDY
ALL NIGHT LONG.

Chorus:
ALL SHE WANTS TO DO IS ROCK,
ALL SHE WANTS TO DO IS ROCK,
ALL SHE WANTS TO DO IS ROCK,
ROCK AND ROLL ALL NIGHT LONG.

verse 2:
SHE DOESN'T LIKE TO RIDE
ON BIG AIRPLANES
NEVER HAD A TRIP
ON A STREAMLINED TRAIN.
WHEN IT COMES TO KNOWIN'
WHAT IT'S ALL ABOUT,
HER GOOD SWEET LOVE
WILL SURELY KNOCK YOU OUT.

Chorus:
ALL SHE WANTS TO DO IS ROCK,
ALL SHE WANTS TO DO IS ROCK,
ALL SHE WANTS TO DO IS ROCK,
ROCK AND ROLL ALL NIGHT LONG.

verse 3:
I TOOK MY BABY
OUT ON A YACHT
TO FISH AROUND
AND FIND A GOOD SPOT.
STORM CAME UP
AND GOT AWFUL ROUGH
SHE GOT MAD
BECAUSE IT WASN'T ROUGH ENOUGH.

Chorus:
ALL SHE WANTS TO DO IS ROCK,
ALL SHE WANTS TO DO IS ROCK,
ALL SHE WANTS TO DO IS ROCK,
ROCK AND ROLL ALL NIGHT LONG.
Writers Ruth Hall, Hank Penny

Genres Standard, Country, Rhythm & Blues, Soul

Recorded 1951

Lyrics verse 1:
NOW JUST BECAUSE
YOU'RE PRETTY
AND YOU THINK
YOU'RE MIGHTY WISE,
YOU TELL ME
THAT YOU LOVE ME,
THEN YOU ROLL
THOSE BIG BLUE EYES
WHEN I SAW YOU LAST WEEK
YOUR EYES WERE TURNING BLACK,
GO FIND THE GUY
THAT BEAT YOU UP,
ASK HIM TO TAKE YOU BACK.

Chorus:
DON'T ROLL
THOSE BLOODSHOT EYES AT ME.
I CAN TELL
YOU'VE BEEN OUT ON A SPREE.
IT'S PLAIN
THAT YOU ARE LYING
WHEN YOU SAY
YOU'VE BEEN CRYING,
SO DON'T ROLL
THOSE BLOODSHOT EYES AT ME.

verse 2:
I USED TO SPEND MY MONEY
TO MAKE YOU LOOK REAL SWEET,
I WANTED TO BE PROUD OF YOU
WHEN WE WALKED DOWN THE STREET,
NOW DON'T ASK ME
TO DRESS YOU UP
IN SATINS AND SILK,
YOUR EYES
LOOK LIKE TWO CHERRIES
IN A GLASS OF BUTTERMILK.

Chorus:
DON'T ROLL
THOSE BLOODSHOT EYES AT ME.
I CAN TELL
YOU'VE BEEN OUT ON A SPREE.
IT'S PLAIN
THAT YOU ARE LYING
WHEN YOU SAY
YOU'VE BEEN CRYING,
SO DON'T ROLL
THOSE BLOODSHOT EYES AT ME.

verse 3:
I GUESS OUR LITTLE ROMANCE
HAS FIN'LY SIMMERED DOWN,
YOU SHOULD JOIN A CIRCUS -
YOU'D MAKE A REAL GOOD CLOWN,
YOUR EYES LOOK LIKE A ROAD MAP
AND I'M SCARED TO SMELL YOUR BREATH,
YOU'D BETTER SHUT YOUR PEEPERS
BEFORE YOU BLEED TO DEATH.

Chorus:
DON'T ROLL
THOSE BLOODSHOT EYES AT ME.
I CAN TELL
YOU'VE BEEN OUT ON A SPREE.
IT'S PLAIN
THAT YOU ARE LYING
WHEN YOU SAY
YOU'VE BEEN CRYING,
SO DON'T ROLL
THOSE BLOODSHOT EYES AT ME.
Alt. Title Rockin' At Midnight, Good Rocking Tonight

Writers Roy Brown

Genres Rhythm & Blues, Soul

Recorded 1948

Lyrics I HEARD THE NEWS,
THERE'S GOOD ROCKIN' TONIGHT.
GONNA HOLD MY BABY
TIGHT AS I CAN.
TONIGHT SHE'LL KNOW
I'M A MIGHTY MAN.
I HEARD THE NEWS,
THERE'S GOOD ROCKIN' TONIGHT.

OH, LEAD ME IN THE ALLEY
BEHIND THE BARN.
DON'T BE AFRAID,
I'LL DO YOU NO HARM.
BABY,
BRING MY ROCKIN' SHOES
'CAUSE TONIGHT
I'M GONNA ROCK AWAY
ALL MY BLUES
HAVE YOU HEARD THE NEWS,
THERE'S GOOD ROCKIN' TONIGHT.

WELL, ELDER BROWN,
DEACON JONES,
THEY 'VE EVEN LEFT
THEIR HAPPY HOME.
THEY'LL BE THERE,
JUST YOU WAIT AND SEE,
A-JUMPIN'
AND A-STOMPIN'
AT THE JUBILEE.
HEY, MAN,
THERE'S GOOD ROCKIN' TONIGHT.

SWEET LORRAINE,
SIOUX CITY SUE,
SWEET GEORGIA BROWN,
CALDONIA TOO,
THEY'LL BE THERE
JUMPIN' LIKE MAD.
HEY, SISTER,
AIN'T YOU GLAD.
WE GOT THE NEWS,
THERE'S GOOD ROCKIN' TONIGHT.
Writers Wynonie Harris, John Mason

Genres Rhythm & Blues, Soul, Family

Recorded 1949

Lyrics WE FOUND OUT -
YES, WE DID,
WE FOUND OUT -
NOW WE KNOW,
WE FOUND OUT -
WE FOUND OUT
THAT GRANDMA PLAYS THE NUMBERS.
WE FOUND OUT -
YES, WE DID,
WE FOUND OUT -
SHE COULDN'T KEEP IT HID,
WE FOUND OUT -
NOW WE KNOW
THAT GRANDMA PLAYS THE NUMBERS.

THINKS ABOUT THEM EV'RY DAY,
DREAMS ABOUT THEM EV'RY NIGHT,
GETS UP EARLY IN THE MORNIN',
SEE THAT HER NUMBERS
COME OUT JUST RIGHT.

WE FOUND OUT -
YES, WE KNOW,
WE FOUND OUT -
BLESS HER SOUL,
WE FOUND OUT -
NOW WE KNOW
THAT GRANDMA PLAYS THE NUMBERS.

WE FOUND OUT -
YES, WE KNOW,
WE FOUND OUT -
BLESS HER SOUL,
WE FOUND OUT -
NOW WE KNOW
THAT GRANDMA PLAYS THE NUMBERS.
WE FOUND OUT -
YES, OH, YES,
WE FOUND OUT -
WE FOUND OUT,
WE FOUND OUT -
NOW WE KNOW
THAT GRANDMA PLAYS THE NUMBERS.

SHE'S AT THE FRUIT STAND
EVERY DAY,
BUYS BANANAS BY THE BUNCH,
SHE LOOKS AT ALL THE PRICE TAGS,
THAT'S WHERE SHE GETS HER HUNCH.

WE FOUND OUT -
YES, WE KNOW,
WE FOUND OUT -
BLESS HER SOUL,
WE FOUND OUT -
NOW WE KNOW
THAT GRANDMA PLAYS THE NUMBERS.
Writers Wynonie Harris, Sydney Nathan, Robert Sherman

Genres Country, Rhythm & Blues, Soul, Blues

Recorded 1949

Lyrics I CAN TELL BY THE LOOK
IN MY BABY'S EYES,
THAT I CAN'T KEEP UP
WITH THOSE OTHER GUYS.
ALL I DO
IS WALK THE FLOOR,
I GOT A FEELIN'
MY BABY DON'T LOVE ME NO MORE,
AND I FEEL THAT OLD AGE COMING ON.

GOIN' TO THE DOCTOR,
CAN'T TAKE YOU,
DON'T KNOW
WHAT THE DOCTOR CAN DO.
I'VE BEEN AROUND
TOO MANY YEARS,
I'VE ALSO SHED
TOO MANY TEARS,
AND I FEEL THAT OLD AGE COMING ON.

I SAID,
BABY, BABY,
MAKE LOVE TO ME,
I'LL MAKE YOU HAPPY
AS A LITTLE GIRL WANTS TO BE.
SHE SAID,
DADDY, I WOULD IF I COULD,
BUT HOT SPRINGS WATER
WON'T DO YOU NO GOOD.
AND I FEEL THAT OLD AGE COMING ON.

I'VE BEEN WITH MY BABY
A LONG, LONG TIME,
EVERYTHING SHE'S GOT IS HERS
AND ALSO MINE.
I SAID,
LET'S GET MARRIED THIS VERY DAY.
SHE SAID,
WHO'S GONNA GIVE THE BRIDE
AND GROOM AWAY.
AND I FEEL THAT OLD AGE COMING ON.
Writers Henry Bernard, Sydney Nathan

Genres Rhythm & Blues, Blues, Food

Recorded 1950

Lyrics EVERYBODY'S TALKING
ABOUT CHICKEN AND RICE,
ALL OF THOSE THINGS
ARE MIGHTY NICE.
GATHER AROUND,
ALL YOU GIRLS,
AND LISTEN TO ME,
I WANT TO TELL YOU
ABOUT MY BABY'S RECIPE
I LIKE MY BABY'S PUDDING,
I LIKE IT BEST OF ALL,
I LIKE MY BABY'S PUDDING,
I LIKE IT BEST OF ALL.

THERE'S A GAL
NAMED MISS FANNIE BROWN,
SHE COOKS THE BEST GUMBO
IN TOWN.
ALL OF YOU CHICKS
CAN REALLY COOK,
WHAT FANNIE BROWN WHIPS UP,
YOU DON'T LEARN IN A BOOK
I LIKE MY BABY'S PUDDING,
I LIKE IT BEST OF ALL,
I LIKE MY BABY'S PUDDING,
I LIKE IT BEST OF ALL.

NINETY-NINE TIMES
I'VE TRIED TO EAT
ALL THOSE FINE,
FANCY CUTS OF MEAT.
JUST CAN'T EAT A SINGLE BITE,
I JUST DON'T HAVE THE APPETITE
I LIKE MY BABY'S PUDDING,
I LIKE IT BEST OF ALL,
I LIKE MY BABY'S PUDDING,
I LIKE IT BEST OF ALL.

WELL, SHE PROMISED ME
SHE WOULDN'T GIVE NO ONE
HER PUDDING BUT ME,
YES, SHE PROMISED ME
SHE WOULDN'T GIVE NO ONE
HER PUDDING BUT ME
BUT I DON'T BELIEVE HER,
I'LL JUST HAVE TO
WAIT AND SEE.

GOTTA WATCH MY MY BABY
BOTH NIGHT AND DAY
SO SHE WON'T
GIVE MY PUDDING AWAY.
MY BABY'S PUDDING
IS ALL SHE OWNS,
SO THERE AIN'T NO MEAT
FOR HENRY JONES.
I LIKE MY BABY'S PUDDING,
I LIKE IT BEST OF ALL,
I LIKE MY BABY'S PUDDING,
I LIKE IT BEST OF ALL.

I LIKE MY BABY'S PUDDING,
I LIKE IT BEST OF ALL,
I LIKE MY BABY'S PUDDING,
I LIKE IT BEST OF ALL,
I LIKE MY BABY'S PUDDING,
I LIKE IT BEST OF ALL,
I LIKE MY BABY'S PUDDING,
I LIKE IT BEST OF ALL!
Alt. Title Sitting On It All The Time

Writers Henry Bernard, Sydney Nathan

Genres Rhythm & Blues, Soul, Blues

Recorded 1950

Lyrics OLD MAID,
OLD MAID,
STOP ACTING
LIKE A BABY CHILD.
OLD MAID,
OLD MAID,
STOP ACTING
LIKE A BABY CHILD.
YOU WAITED
TILL YOU GOT SIXTY THREE
BEFORE YOU STARTED
RUNNIN' WILD.

WELL,
I'M LOOKING FOR A GAL,
SHE'S GOT TO BE
YOUNG AND NEAT.
WELL,
I'M LOOKING FOR A GAL,
SHE'S GOT TO BE
YOUNG AND NEAT.
WHAT GOOD IS YOUR STOVE
IF IT DON'T GIVE OUT
NO HEAT?

WELL,
YOU HAD YOUR CHANCE
WITH LOVE AND ROMANCE,
BUT YOU LET IT
PASS YOU BY.
'CAUSE WHEN YOU WERE TEN
YOU USED TO RUN FROM MEN,
YOU KEPT
SITTIN' ON IT ALL THE TIME.
WHEN YOU WERE FIFTEEN
YOU WERE A NATURAL QUEEN,
BUT YOU KEPT
SITTIN' ON IT ALL THE TIME.
WHEN YOU WERE TWENTY-TWO
YOU DIDN'T KNOW WHAT TO DO.
WHEN YOU WERE TWENTY-FIVE
YOU THOUGHT ABOUT THAT JIVE,
BUT YOU KEPT ON
SITTIN' ON IT ALL THE TIME.
WHEN YOU WERE THIRTY-ONE
YOU WERE HOT AS THE SUN.
YOU KEPT
SITTIN' ON IT ALL THE TIME.

WHEN YOU WERE THIRTY-FIVE
YOU WERE GLAD TO BE ALIVE.
WHEN YOU WERE THIRTY-EIGHT
IT STILL WASN'T TOO LATE,
BUT YOU KEPT
SITTIN' ON IT ALL THE TIME,
YOU KEPT SITTIN' ON IT ALL THE TIME.
WHEN YOU WERE FOURTY-FOUR
MEN WERE STILL KNOCKIN'
AT YOUR DOOR,
YOU KEPT
SITTIN' ON IT ALL THE TIME.
WHEN YOU WERE FOURTY-NINE
YOU CHANGED YOUR MIND.
WHEN YOU WERE FIFTY TWO
YOU STILL KNEW WHAT TO DO,
BUT YOU KEPT ON
SITTIN' ON IT ALL THE TIME,
YOU KEPT ON
SITTIN' ON IT ALL THE TIME.
NOW YOU'RE SIXTY-THREE,
YOU'RE TOO OLD FOR ME,
SO KEEP ON
SITTIN' ON IT ALL THE TIME!