Jimmy Reed
Bright Lights, Big City
Bright light, big city, gone to my baby's headWhoa, bright light, an'big city, gone to my baby's headI tried to tell the woman, but she don't believe a word I saidIt's all right, pretty baby, (gonna) need my help somedayWhoa, it's all right, pretty baby, gonna need my help somedayYa' gonna wish you had a-listened, to some a-those things I saidGo ahead, pretty baby, a-honey, knock yourself outOh go ahead, pretty baby, honey, knock yourself outI still love ya baby, 'cause you don't know what it's all aboutBright light, a big city, they went to my baby's headOh, the bright light, the big city, they went to my baby's headI hope you remember, a-some of those things I said
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