Robert Cray, Albert Collins,
Johnny Copeland:
Showdown!



T-Bone Shuffle
The Moon Is Full
Lion's Den
She's Into Something
Bring Your Fine Self Home
Black Cat Bone
The Dream
Albert's Alley
Blackjack

T-Bone Shuffle
(Cray/Collins/Copeland)
(intro)

(Copeland vocals)

Let your hair down, baby
Let's have a natural ball
Let your hair down, baby
Let's have a natural ball
If you don't let your hair down, woman
We can't have no fun at all

(Copeland solo)

(Collins vocals)

Oh you can't take it with you
That's one thing for sure
Oh you can't take it with you
That's one thing for sure
There ain't nothin' in the world
That the T-Bone Shuffle won't cure

(Collins icy solo)

(Cray vocals)

Run here, baby  (?)
Sit down on your daddy's knee
Run here, baby
Sit down on your daddy's knee
I've got something, pretty baby
Something's that's ailing me

(Young Bob solo)
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The Moon Is Full
(Cray/Collins/Copeland)
(intro complete with seriously funky bass)

(Collins vocals for whole song)

You know the moon is full  (?)
I feel my love coming down
I said the moon is full
I feel my love coming down
You see I met this little girl
I don't think I wanna wanna wanna leave this town (is this english?)

You see all my friends call me crazy
But they just don't know how I feel inside
I said all my friends call me crazy
They just don't know how I feel inside
You see I love this little girl
'Cause she got the little pretty brown eyes
Ah, look out brother Robert!

(Young Bob shows how it's done in a funky solo)

I'm gonna take the train in the mornin' 
I think I'm gonna go back home
I said gonna take the train in the morning, y'all
I think I'm gonna go back home
I'm gonna let my little girl know
Ole' Al ain't gonna be gone, be gone too long

Wait a minute

If I miss that train, dang
I guess I'm gonna have to hitchhike
I said if I miss that train in the morning, y'all
I guess I'm gonna have to hitchhike
I'm gonna let my little girl
I'll just be gone, be gone overnight

(Collins sub-zero solo)
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Lion's Den
(Cray/Collins/Copeland)
(Copeland on vocals throughout)

Well I like what I like and what I like I found it all in this girl
Well I like what I like and what I like I found it all in this girl
She have the quickness of a tractor (???)
She's my little devil girl

Well, I'm only happy when I'm sleepin' in that lion's den
Well, I'm only happy when I'm sleepin' in that lion's den
Well she put that good thing on me
Keep me comin' back to get some more again

(Rockin' Copeland solo, tears the house apart!)


Well she put that good thing on me
And I always want some mo'
Where this thing gonna end up
I don't know

Cause I'm only happy when I'm sleepin' in that lion's den
Well she put that good thing on me
Keep me goin' back to get some more again

(Collins solo)

Yeahhhhhhhh, she got some good ole' lovin'
Man that ain't no lie
She don't let me in
I'm gonna cry

Cause I'm only happy when I'm sleepin' in that lion's den
But she put that good thing on me
Keep me goin' back to get some more again
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She's Into Something
(Cray/Collins/Copeland)
(Young Bob on vocals)

(intro)
(Say what she do!)

The snappin' of her finger makes the dog wags its tail
The whistle from her voice will make the train jump the rail
Take her to a race track
Show her face
Horse that ain't won in years
Comes in first place

You know that, she's into something
Yeah, she's into something
She's into something
You should be into something, too

Well ya' laughed at her about a week ago
Now she's met a man with a whole lotta dough
And oh yeah, he's rich
I've seen the money
All she had to do was to call the man honey

Honey, honey
She's into something
Yeah, she's into something
Man, she's into something
You should be into something, too

(Cool Cray short solo)

Every day of her life
She rides around on wheels
And oh yeah, you might say she's got herself a stone-cold deal
One thing the girl, she don't have to do
Is worry about no money when the payment's due

You know, she's into something
Yeah, she's into something
Man, she's into something
You should be into something, too

Hey, hey
Mmmm
Hey, hey, yeah!
Mmmm
Yeah, yeah, yeah

(Say what she do!)
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Bring Your Fine Self Home
(Cray/Collins/Copeland)
"Hey, Albert!"
"Oh, yeah, what's up, Johnny?"
"You got your harmonica with you today, man?"
"Yeah, brought it with me today, man"
"I think we better get on down, you know, 'cause I got the blues"
"You know I got 'em, too"
"Well, hear it is"
"So hear it is, man"

Oh, baby
Honey, why don't you bring your fine self home?
Oh, baby
Honey, why don't you bring your fine self home?
Don't you send no letters to me
Don't call me, woman
What I need I can't get on no telephone

I know we had our problems, baby
In every life there's some ups and downs
I know we had our problems, baby
In every life there's a little ups and downs
But you kissed the first thing smokin'
And your man sure ain't jokin', woman
Get in this town!

Now play the blues for me Albert
Play the blues!

(Collins solo)

Well, you touched me with the feelin'
And it was such a perfect blend
And now I want it over and over, over and over again

Come on, baby
Get your fine self back in this town
Don't you stop to think about it
Don't you stop to talk to nobody
Bring it on home

Don't you stop to think about it
Don't you stop to talk to nobody
Bring it on home
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Black Cat Bone
(Cray/Collins/Copeland)
"Hey, Albert!"
"Yeah, Johnny, what's happening, man?"
"What's going on, man?"
"Oh man, it's all right"
"Tell me something, Albert: what ever happened to Hop Wilson, man?"
"Well, Hop left us, man"
"He did, Albert"
"Boy he sure played that guitar over at the Red Lily Cube"
"Yeah he layed that steel in his lap, he'd be gettin' down"
"I used to like the way he said"

I believe
My baby got a black cat bone, oh yeah, yeah
I believe
My baby got a black cat bone
Seems like everything I do
Seems like it's wrong

See I tried so hard
To get along with that woman of mine
You see I tried real hard, y'all
To get along with that woman
Seems like the harder I tried
The more she walked around cheatin' and lyin', oh
Yeah, she did

(Collins on vocals)

I walked down from Dallas, Texas
Down to Wichita Falls
I got to thinkin' about that big-legged woman
Were no walkin' on  (?)

I believe
My baby got a black cat bone
Everything I do
Everything I do is wrong

Ha, play it Albert!

(Ice breaking solo by Collins)

(Copeland solo)

(Johnny and Albert vocals together)

I went all the way from Dallas
Down to Wichita Falls
Got to thinkin' about my big-legged woman
Were no walkin' on

I believe
Baby's got a black cat bone, yeah
Seems like everything I do
Seems like I do is wrong

(Dual solo)

I believe
My baby got a black cat bone
I believe
My baby got a black cat bone
Seem like everything I do
Seem like I do is wrong
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The Dream
(Cray/Collins/Copeland)
(Young Bob intro)
(Bob sings throughout)

Last night
Once again I had the dream
I tossed and I turned
That old feeling's still the same
It was so real
I woke up cold and sweating
I wonder did I call her name?

In the dream she was right there with me
Right there with me in the bed
She said, "Bobby, come and kiss me"
"Never leave me!" is what she said
But when I reached out to hold her
Oh, I woke my wife instead

(Collins solo, with Bob on rhythm)

Once againnnnnnnnn!
Once again, I had the dream
Six years since I've seen her
Ain't no doubt about what it means, no, no
I tried hard not to think about her
But all she left me was this dream

All she left me was the dream
All she left me was a dream

A dream

All she left me was the dream

I dreamed I called her name

I dreamed I held my baby in my arms

Oh, what a dream!
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Albert's Alley
(Cray/Collins/Copeland)
(Collins solo)

(Copeland solo)

(Collins solo)
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Blackjack
(Cray/Collins/Copeland)
Now let me tell ya', people
'Bout this blackjack game
It cause me so much trouble
I have myself to blame
Hey, how unlucky can one man be?
Well, every dollar I get
You know, blackjack takes it away from me

My friends don't come around me
'Cause I've been so blind
I can't even borrow a nickel
I'm 'bout to lose my mind
Hey, how unlucky can one man be?
Well, every quarter I get
You know blackjack takes it away, away from me

Now hit me, brother Johnny!

(Copeland solo)

Now deal, brother Robert!

(Amazing Young Bob solo!)

Now let me show you my hand

(Collins solo)

I sit down with two tens
I thought I'd have a little fun
The dealer hit 16 with a 5
Just enough to make 21
Hey, how unlucky can one man be?
Well, every dollar I get
You know blackjack takes it away from me

(Collins solo)
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