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Let Me Stay
04:55
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Heading East out to the Coast - Nailed my Heart on your front post
You swore to me you'd make it better but you broke my heart and you tore my sweater
You slammed your fist into my face and then yah left me there, what a disgrace
But that's all right baby cuz you wouldn't want me now
I left your ghost 1000 miles away
And in your heart you wouldn't let me stay
I left your ghost 1000 miles away
Baby you swore you'd make it better
You may be more of a man than me but I know to give love and take it for free
You kept my steel it was a fine guitar, you'll carry that sin wherever you are
An hour south is too far now but the distance would only make this more sour
But that's all right baby cuz you wouldn't want me now
I left your ghost 1000 miles away
And in your heart you wouldn't let me stay
I left your ghost 1000 miles away
Baby you swore you'd make it better
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Hound Dog Jukin'
03:14
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Well the woman I love she just don't treat me right (x2)
She walks past my door at night
Well you're leaving me baby and I know the reason why (x2)
You think of me as a baby child
I stopped loving you baby and I know the reason why (x2)
You said you have no use for me no more
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Hold Your Picture
03:27
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To me you're sweet like candy and I know you're all alone
You've got me thinking badly sending pictures on the phone
Feel so free and crazy - got me like a little child
But I've got to hold your picture even for a lil' while
Baby you're golden
You've got own it
Golden
Yeah yeah
You've got me singing loudly as if you'd know I would
Mysterious as Crowley - Black Magic feels so good
So when we ain't together and I've got to get you riled
I've got to hold you're picture for just a lil' while
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Blackened Blues
04:43
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I see you, thinking you bad
Man you're on stage and you're dressed like my dad
Stiff and awkward you play like you move
All that pricey gear boy, won't teach you how to groove
I don't want no white collar blues
I don't want to hear about your rhythm issues
You will never fill Wolf's shoes
I don't want no white collar blues
Blues are dirty dark and obscene
Roll your money maker to see what I mean
Mayer's got no backbone he's just cherry red
If you ain't a tail dragger use the front door cuz you dead
I don't want no white collar blues
I don't want to hear about your rhythm issues
You will never fill Wolf's shoes
I don't want no white collar blues
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Mahkato Athens, Georgia
Mahkato is an original trio located in Athens, GA. Their heavy sound is best described as the Blues on steroids. Equal parts Blues power, Jazz improvisation, and Soul swagger that never stops grooving.
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