Howlin'
Lyrics
I don't mind my baby behaving like she do Someday you'll want me mama, lord knows I won't want you I'd rather be buried somewhere deep in the sand Than to see you mama hold another man I bought you clothes, I bought a diamond ring And the way you treat me, and you don't even feel a thing You got me howling, down on bended knee I'll walk someday, lord and you'll be calling me Well I couldn't do nothing but wring my hands and cry I rolled and I tumbled, I tossed and turned all night
Notes
I started writing this song after getting obsessed with a recording of “Dough Roller Blues” by Garfield Akers, recorded in the late 1920s. The first drummer I played this song with was Martín Celis, who helped develop the song as a full band song. Since then I have taught many drummers the song, and for a two-chord song it’s quite complex to learn.
Appears On
Your Crooked PartLP, 2012 · Track 2- Recorded byWill Manning
- Vocals, GuitarYazan
Howlin'EP, 2015 · Track 2- Recorded byMike Kutchman
- Vocals, GuitarYazan
- DrumsKris Kuss