Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Buddy Guy
Buddy Guy
Guitare
Otis Spann
Otis Spann
Piano
Fred Below
Fred Below
Batterie
Jack Myers
Jack Myers
Guitare basse
Jarrett Gibson
Jarrett Gibson
Saxophone ténor
Bob Neely
Bob Neely
Saxophone ténor
Donald Hankins
Donald Hankins
Saxophone baryton
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Buddy Guy
Buddy Guy
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Gary Rice
Gary Rice
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Leonard Chess
Leonard Chess
Production
Phil Chess
Phil Chess
Production
Malcolm Chisholm
Malcolm Chisholm
Ingénierie

Paroles

Woman, you must be stone down crazy
Either, you're going to lose your mind
Yes, I said baby, you must be stone crazy
Either, you're going to lose your mind
Yes, I wanna know, how could you treat me so dirty, baby?
You must think my little heart is made of iron
Lord, as I sit here in my dark room
Tears rolling down from my eyes
Yes, I says I sit here in my dark room
Tears rolling all down from my eyes
Yes, you know, my little baby looked at me and said, "Daddy"
Ooh, God knows you're the hurt child
Oh, yeah
Somebody, come and get me
Yes, I think I'm going back down south
Even, where the weather suits my clothes
Yes, I says I'm going back down south
Even, where the weather suits my clothes
Yes, you know that I'm playing around in this big city so long, man
Ooh, 'til I almost just done froze
Darling, you must be stone crazy
Oh either, you're going to lose your mind
Yes I said, woman you must be stone down crazy
Either, you're going to lose your mind
Yes, I wanna know, how could you treat me so low down and dirty?
You must be thinking my little heart is made of iron
Well, as I sit here in my dark room
Tears rolling all down my eyes
Yes, I says I sit right here, right here in my dark room
Tears rolling all down from my eyes
Yes, you know, my little girl looked at me and said
Ooh, my daddy is a hurtin' child
Oh, look-a-here now
Somebody come here I expect
Lord, I believe I'm going back down south
Where the weather suits my clothes
Yes, I believe I'm going back down south
People, where the weather suits my clothes
Y'all should know, I've played around in these big cities so long man
Ooh, 'til I almost, done froze
Written by: Buddy Guy
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