Tommy Johnson - Canned Heat Blues

Cryin', canned, canned heat, mama Cryin', sure Lord, killin' me Cryin', canned heat, mama Sure Lord, killin' me Take alcorub to take these canned heat blues Cryin' mama, mama, mama Know canned heat killin' me Cryin' mama, mama, mama Cryin' canned heat is killin' me Canned heat don't kill me Cryin', babe I never would die I woked up, a-this mo'nin With canned heat on my mind Woke up this mo'nin' Canned heat was on my mind Woke up this mo'nin With the canned heat, Lord On my mind Cried, Lord Lord, I wonder Canned heat, Lord, killing me Think alcorub is tearing apart my soul Because brown-skin woman don't do the easy roll I woke up, a-this mo'nin' Cryin', canned heat 'round my bed Run in here, somebody Take these canned heat blues Run here, somebody An' take these canned heat blues Cryin', mama, mama, mama Cryin', canned heat killin' me Plead to my soul, Lord They gon' kill me dead