Pinwheel of Death

Rudy Toombs


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Writers Rudy Toombs

Genres Rhythm & Blues, Soul, Blues, Food

Recorded 1956

Lyrics MY LITTLE GIRL
IS A COUNTRY GIRL,
MY LITTLE GIRL
IS A COUNTRY GIRL.
MEANS MORE TO ME
THAN ANYTHING
IN THE WORLD.

SHE FIXES MY BREAKFAST,
LUNCH AND DINNER;
FIXES THEM RIGHT
ON TIME,
SHE FIXES MY BREAKFAST,
LUNCH AND DINNER;
FIXES THEM RIGHT
ON TIME.
GLAD TO BE BACK HOME
WITH THAT LITTLE GIRL
OF MINE.

THAT'S WHY I'M GLAD,
GLAD,
GLAD TO BE
AT HOME AT LAST,
THAT'S WHY I'M GLAD,
GLAD,
GLAD TO BE
AT HOME AT LAST.
SINCE I SAW MY BABY,
YES,
A MILLION DAYS
HAVE PAST.

WELL,
I ROLLED IN THE STATION
AROUND 6:45,
YES,
I ROLLED IN THE STATION
AROUND 6:45.
SHOULD HAVE SEEN
MY BABY'S FACE
TO SEE MY TRAIN ARRIVE.

IT MADE ME FEEL SO GOOD
TO WALK IN THE DOOR,
IT MADE ME FEEL SO GOOD
TO WALK IN THE DOOR.
TO FIND EV'RYTHING
THE SAME,
EVEN MY PALLET
ON THE FLOOR.

I SAID,
HI, BABY,
I WON'T WORRY YOU
NO MORE,
I SAID,
HI, BABY,
I WON'T WORRY YOU
NO MORE.
I'M BACK
WHERE I BELONG;
I AIN'T GOING
OUT THAT DOOR.
Writers Henry Glover, Rudy Toombs

Genres Standard, Rhythm & Blues, Blues

Recorded 2013

Lyrics CLOSE AS HAM
IS TO A COUNTRY HOG,
CLOSE AS A COLLAR
ON A DOG,
CLOSE AS THE FEATHERS
ON A CHICKEN'S BACK,
TIGHT AS A RAIL
ON A RAILROAD TRACK.

I'M STICKING TO YOU BABY,
I'M STICKING TO YOU BABY,
LIKE COLD ON ICE,
WHITE ON RICE,
I'LL BE WITH YOU
ALL THE TIME.

CLOSE AS THE NOSE
IS ON MY FACE,
CLOSE AS TWO HORSES
IN A DEAD HEAT RACE,
CLOSE AS THE BRAND
ON MY SUNDAY HAT,
I'M TELLING YOU BABY
THAT'S A NATURAL FACT.

I'M STICKING TO YOU BABY,
I'M STICKING TO YOU BABY,
LIKE COLD ON ICE,
WHITE ON RICE,
I'LL BE WITH YOU
ALL THE TIME.

LISTEN TO ME BABY
AS I TELL YOU ONCE MORE,
I'LL BE SNUG AS A RUG
ON THE LIVING ROOM FLOOR,
CLOSE AS THE PAPER
ON A BEDROOM WALL,
CLOSE AS I'LL BE
WHEN I HEAR YOU CALL.

I'M STICKING TO YOU BABY,
I'M STICKING TO YOU BABY,
LIKE COLD ON ICE,
WHITE ON RICE,
I'LL BE WITH YOU
ALL THE TIME!
Writers James Moore, Elson Teat, Rudy Toombs

Genres Pop, Rhythm & Blues, Blues

Recorded 1961

Lyrics WHOO-OO,
WHOO-OO,
WHOO-OO.

PACKED UP AND LEFT ME,
DIDN'T EVEN TELL ME
THE REASON WHY.
WELL, YOU PACKED UP
AND LEFT ME,
DIDN'T EVEN TELL ME
THE REASON WHY;
WELL, IF I DIDN'T PLEASE YOU,
BABY,
AIN'T BECAUSE
I DIDN'T TRY.

WELL, ALONG ABOUT MIDNIGHT,
WHEN I HEARD
THAT LONESOME CANNONBALL,
WELL, ALONG ABOUT MIDNIGHT,
WHEN I HEARD
THAT OLD LONESOME CANNONBALL;
WELL, I THINK ABOUT YOU,
BABY,
TEARS BEGIN TO FALL.

I'M GONNA FIND YOU BABY,
IF IT TAKES MY WHOLE LIFE
TO TRACK YOU DOWN,
I'M GONNA FIND YOU BABY,
IF IT TAKES MY WHOLE LIFE
TO TRACK YOU DOWN;
WELL, IF I DON'T FIND YOU
BY A PLANE,
I'M GONNA USE
MY OLD BLOODHOUND.