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Let Me Tell You About the Blues: Atlanta - The Evolution of Atlanta Blues
Disc 1
01. Time Ain't Gonna Make Me Stay
02. My Mama Was a Sailor
03. Match Box Blues
04. Barbecue Blues
05. Under the Chicken Tree
06. A Darkey's Wail
07. Mama 'Taint Long Fo' Day
08. Back Door Blues
09. Kansas City Blues
10. Turpentine Blues
11. Vol Stevens Blues
12. Jealous Hearted Blues
13. Skin Game Blues
14. Lonesome Atlanta Blues
15. C. C. & O. Blues
16. Georgia Crawl
17. Midnight Weeping Blues
18. Look Here Mama Blues
19. Canned Heat Blues
20. No No Blues
21. Charleston Contest Pt 1
22. Down in the Cemetery
23. Miss Meal Cramp Blues
24. Mama, Don't Rush Me Blues
25. Rising River Blues
Disc 2
01. Worrying Blues
02. Shelby County Workhouse Blues
03. Old Rock Island Blues
04. Ball and Chain Blues
05. This Is Not the Stove to Brown Your Bread
06. Framer's Blues
07. She Shook Her Gin
08. Brown Skin Woman
09. Snigglin' Blues
10. You're Gonna Need Somebody On Your Bond
11. Coffee Grinder Blues
12. Furniture Man
13. South Carolina Rag
14. I'm On My Way Down Home
15. Buggy Jail House Blues
16. Giving It Away
17. What's That Tastes Like Gravy
18. What Kind of Scent Is This
19. Bed Spring Poker
20. Talkin' to You Wimmen About the Blues
21. Dekalb Chain Gang
22. Decatur Street 81
23. Hard Times Blues
24. Atlanta Town
25. Dying Crapshooter's Blues
Disc 3
01. Applejack Boogie
02. Brown Skin Woman
03. Love Changin' Blues
04. Gotta Get Together
05. You're Gonna Weep and Moan
06. Duck Fever
07. Stacked Deck
08. Reliefin' Blues
09. V-8 Baby
10. It Ain't Right to Treat Me Wrong
11. Body Rocking Daddy
12. Barefoot Susie
13. Royal Peacock Boogie
14. Korea Blues
15. Get Rich Quick
16. Hey Good Lookin'
17. Under the Viaduct (In Atlanta, GA)
18. Thinkin' 'Bout My Mother
19. Everybody's Got the Blues
20. Nite Shift Blues
21. You Made Me Baby
22. Four Cold, Cold Walls
23. If You Ever Been to Georgia
24. Mean Old Train
25. Wrong Yo-Yo
Little Jesse was a gambler, night and day
He used crooked cards and dice.
Sinful guy, good hearted but had no soul
Heart was hard and cold like ice

Jesse was a wild reckless gambler
Won a gang of change
Altho' a many gambler's heart he led in pain
Began to spend a-loose his money
Began to be blue, sad and all alone
His heart had even turned to stone.

What broke Jesse's heart while he was blue and all alone
Sweet Lorena packed up and gone
Police walked up and shot my friend Jesse down
Boys i got to die today

He had a gang of crapshooters and gamblers at his bedside
Here are the words he had to say:

Guess I ought to know
Exactly how I wants to go
(How you wanna go, Jesse?)

Eight crapshooters to be my pallbearers
Let 'em be veiled down in black
I want nine men going to the graveyard, bubba
And eight men comin back

I want a gang of gamblers gathered 'round my coffin-side
Crooked card printed on my hearse
Don't say the crapshooters'll never grieve over me
My life been a doggone curse

Send poker players to the graveyard
Dig my grave with the ace of spades
I want twelve polices in my funeral march
High sheriff playin' blackjack, lead the parade

I want the judge and solic'ter who jailed me 14 times
Put a pair of dice in my shoes (then what?)
Let a deck of cards be my tombstone
I got the dyin' crapshooter's blues

Sixteen real good crapshooters
Sixteen bootleggers to sing a song
Sixteen racket men gamblin'
Couple tend bar while i'm rollin' along

He wanted 22 womens outta the Hampton Hotel
26 off-a South Bell
29 women outta North Atlanta
Known that Jessie didnt pass so swell

And his head was aikin, heart was thumping
Little jesse went down bouncin n jumping
Folks don't be hangin round jesse while cryin
He wants everyone to do the charleston while he's dying

One foot up and a toe nail dragging,
throw my buddy jesse in that hoodoo wagon
Come here mama with that can of booze
The dying crapshooter's loosing me
He's got the dying crapshooters blues
Well gamblin jesse is going to see
The dying crapshooter is leaving me and the world
Dying crapshooters blues