Tommy Johnson - Canned Heat Blues Remastered

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Crying, canned heat, canned heat, mama, crying, sure, Lord, killing me
Crying, canned heat, mama, sure, Lord killing me
Takes alcorub to take these canned heat blues
Crying, mama, mama, mama, you know, canned heat killing me
Crying, mama, mama, mama, crying, canned heat is killing me
Canned heat don’t kill me, crying, babe, i’ll never die
I woke up a-this mo’nin with canned heat on my mind
Just woke up this mo’nin canned heat was on my mind
Woke up this mo’nin with the canned head, 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
Crying, canned heat round my bed
Run in here, somebody
Take these canned heat blues
Run here, somebody an dtake these canned heat blues
Crying, mama, mama, mama
Crying, canned heat killing me
Plead to my soul. lord
They gon' kill me dead