C.c. Rider-all Blues Lyrics

C.c. Rider-all Blues

Crowd: Jungle Love! Jungle Love! Jungle Love! 

Steve: You know you can't have everything you want, now. You have to leave 'em
wantin' something. (Maniacal laughter) 



Well, see, C. C. Rider 

Just see what you have done 

Lord, Lord, Lord 

C. C. Rider, see what you have done 

Well, you made me love you 

And now I got to move on 



Well, I'm goin' 

Goin' away, baby 

Yeah, and I won't be back until fall 

Yeah, I'm goin' away, baby 

Won't be back until fall 

And if I find me a good gig 

I might not be back at all 



Spoken: 



Steve: Oh, Bobby, I wonder if you know what I'm talkin' about. 



(Sax Solo) 



Steve: Mr. Bobby Mallach 



Steve: Believe it's time to go over to the doctor. Yes, ladies and gentlemen,
it's true. We have a doctor of philosophy in the band and whenever we, we need
the answer, we have to go over to talk to Dr. Sidran, our musical director. Are
you in tonight, doctor? 



Ben Sidran: I am in, yes, the doctor is ready. 



Steve: Will you take the case? 



Ben: I will take the case, it's an interesting case. 



Steve: Okay, thank you. 



(Piano Solo) 



Steve: I feel much better thank you. Mr. Ben Sidran, Dr. Sidran. Yeah. Courage.




Ben: Courage, forward. 



Steve: Well, we want to thank you, ladies and gentlemen, you've been a great
audience and we have enjoyed playing for you. We want to remind you that we
will be back this summer, and we will play Jungle Love then. And we'll probably
be playing something new. We want to give you something to think about, and we
hope you'll come along with us while we think about it, too. Happy Holidays
everybody. 



Well, I'm gonna get me 

Get me a pistol 

Just about as long as I am tall 

Gonna get me a pistol 

Just about as long as I am tall 

I'm gonna shoot my agent 

And then I'll catch that cannonball