Key: E major•
Verse 1
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Well now,
listen people let me tell you some news
I'll sing a song called
the crude oil blues
We're low on heat 'n' all
We're low on gas
And I'm so cold I'm
about to freeze myself
Cause the winter time sure gets cold
and my knees are weak
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It's from lack of heat
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about this drunk I know
He kept his basement full
of homemade brew
But the winter got so bad it screwed
up the boy's thinkin'
He got so cold he had to
burn all his drinkin'
He said the wintertime can sure get
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He said, burnin' this booze
just destroys my soul
When you're cold, you're cold
I've got the crude oil blues
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Well, when we made this record there
was a little bit of doubt
Whether or not the ting was
ever gonna come out
I said, "Hey chief, you reckon
this record will be released?"
He said, "Son, we ain't got enough oil
to keep the pressed greased"
And son, if we can't make records
can't sing and pick?"
warm playin' all them hot licks"
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We got the crude oil blues.
Oh mama, don't forget to bring in
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the brass monkey
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And remember what Albert Einstein said "That
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coolin' is conducive to cuddlin'"
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It said uh, "He who expecteth
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nothin' ain't gonna be deceived"
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