I Don't Want No Drummer.

I Don't Want No Drummer. I Set The Tempo.

It's A Long Old Road, But I Know I'm Gonna Find The End.

There's Nineteen Men Livin' In My Neighborhood, Eighteen Of Them Are Fools And The One Ain't No Doggone Good.

When My Bed Is Empty, Makes Me Feel Awful Mean And Blue. My Springs Are Getting Rusty, Living Single Like I Do.

The Greatest Blues Singer In The World Will Never Stop Singing.