CD Lyrics
    Albert Collins
    Frostbite
    Label: Alligator Records ALCD 4719
    Date: 1980
    Length: 41:04 minutes
    Transcriber: Anita Cantor
    1999 KBA Award Winner
    Achievement for Blues on the Internet
    Presented by the Blues Foundation
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    CD Cover Art

    Performer Credits:
    Allen Batts : Keyboards
    Albert Collins : Guitar, Vocals
    Henri Ford : Sax (Baritone), Saxophone
    Johnny B. Gayden : Bass
    Paul Howard : Trumpet
    Marvin Jackson : Guitar
    Casey Jones : Drums
    Bill MacFarland : Trombone
    Bill McFarland : Trombone
    A.C. Reed : Saxophone
    Jerry Wilson : Sax (Tenor), Saxophone
    Production Credits:
    Fred Breitberg : Engineer
    Albert Collins : Main Performer
    Eddie B. Flick : Assistant Engineer
    Bruce Iglauer : Producer
    Casey Jones : Horn Arrangements, Producer
    Bill MacFarland : Horn Arrangements
    Jim Matusik : Photography
    A.C. Reed : Horn Arrangements
    Dick Shurman : Producer

    
    
    1.  If You Love Me Like You Say (Little John Taylor)
    
    If you love me like you say
    Why you treat me like you do?
    If you love me like you say, baby
    Why you treat me like you do? 
    Well I ain't no fool
    I'm cool, I know the rule
    
    Said ya'd never run around
    Said ya'd never stay out late
    Said ya'd never run around, baby
    Said ya'd never stay out late
    Let me tell ya pretty baby
    I've got to set ya straight
    
    If you love me like ya say
    Why you treat me like ya do?
    If you love me like ya say, baby
    Why you treat me like ya do?
    Well I ain't no fool
    I'm cool, I know the rule
    
    (Instrumental) hey! 
    
    Said ya'd never run around
    Said ya'd never stay out late
    Said ya'd never run around, baby
    Said ya'd never stay out late
    Let me tell ya pretty baby
    I've got ta set ya straight
    
    Why-yi-yi-yi
    Oh let ya, set ya straight
    Why-yi-yi-yi
    I'm cool, I know the rule. 
    
    2.  Blue Monday Hangover (Malone, Caple)
    
    Well, the first thing Monday mornin'
    I drink black coffee, to clear my head
    Yes, every Monday mornin'
    I drink black coffee, an a-clear my head
    Because, ev'ry Sunday night without you, baby
    It's Blue Monday, you know baby, you know my soul is dead
    
    Big Boss Man, I can hear you call my name
    Yes, Big Boss Man, Big Boss Man
    Oh, I can hear you call my name
    You know, I just don't feel like it this mornin', baby
    It's a sin, you know ain't it a sin?
    
    Hey! (Instrumental & guitar)
    
    I can hear Blue Monday callin'
    But this old hangover, just won't let me go
    Yes, I can hear Blue Monday callin'
    But this old hangover, just won't let me go
    Yes, but ev'ry time I try to get up, baby)
    I feel like I'm just goin' down slow
    
    (Instrumental to end)
    
    3.  I Got A Problem (Albert Collins)
    
    I've got a problem, I say I got a problem
    I got a problem people, I've got a problem
    I got a problem 'bout my woman
    I got a problem 'bout my wife
    
    An' all you, when you see me stand here, two's in my life
    I know you might be wonderin', did I wreck my life?
    Well, I got a problem 'bout my woman, ha!
    I got a problem 'bout my wife
    
    Now my wife is number one, my woman is number two
    My woman would do things fer me, that my wife wouldn't do
    'Cause I dig my wife but you understand
    Sometime it takes two, ya'all, to satisfy one man
    
    My problem started out
    When I started messin' 'round with number three
    She called my wife an' told on my woman an' me
    Now my wife packed up her clothes
    Went home to her mother
    My woman went off an' found another lover
    
    I've got a problem, uh, huh!
    I got a problem with my wife
    Got a problem with my woman, yeah
    Got a problem with my wife (talk, talk, talk).
    
    4.  The Highway Is Like A Woman  (Albert Collins)
    
    The time has come, I got to hit the road again
    I said the time has come, I've got to hit the road again
    'Cause I travel with a passion
    And the highway is my lady friend
    
    You see the highway's like a woman
    Soft shoulders an' dangerous curves
    You see the highway is like a woman, like a woman
    Soft shoulders an' dangerous curve
    If you don't know her when you start travelin'
    Boy she can really upset your nerves
    
    (Keyboards - Allen Batts) 
    
    But if you respect her when she warns you
    I swear the highway treat you fine
    But if you respect her when she warn you
    I swear the highway'll treat you fine
    When she's wet an' she's slippery
    Then watch out for the detour sign
    
    5.  Brick  (Albert Collins)
    
    Brick baby!
    That's what I'm gonna throw upside your head
    I said now, brick baby
    That's what I'm gonna throw upside your head
    Yeah, you got me so worried
    Got me talkin' outta my head
    
    Yeah, you know I love you
    And you know my love is true
    Yeah, I can't understand it baby
    The way you treat me like you do
    I'm gonna chuck a brick, baby
    I'm gonna chuck a brick at you
    
    (Johnny "B. Goode" Gayden- bass)
    
    I got a brick, baby
    I'm gonna throw it upside your head
    I said a brick, baby
    I'm gonna throw it upside your head
    Yeah, ya got me so worried
    Ya got me talkin' outta my head
    
    Ah, you know I love ya
    Yeah, you know my live is true
    I can't understand it, baby
    The way you treat me like you do
    I'm gonna chuck a brick, baby
    I'm gonna chuck a brick at you
    
    (Oh, Im gonna chuck this brick right here)
    
    Hey!
    
    6.  Don't Go Reaching Across My Plate  (Albert Collins)
    
    If one thing in this world
    I just can't stand
    Is bein' at the table with an ill-mannored man
    
    Now, if he's sittin' on your left
    Before you could eat a bite
    He'll reach across your plate
    An' you know that ain't right
    
    Now I like to eat, as well as any man
    But there's some rules, a fool should understand
    When ya have one little helpin'
    An' one extra piece of cake
    I tell ev'rybody, don't go reachin' across my plate
    
    I was at a party last night, at over Big Murray
    Cat reached 'cross my plate
    Got a coatsleeve in my gravy
    I didn't say a word, just looked him dead in the eye
    He reached across my plate, an' cut him a piece a pie
    
    Now I don't care if he did it for a prank
    I don't care, if you had a drink
    Especially when I'm out, a-with my date
    Now don't you go reachin' across MY plate
    
    At a party last week, there was some high-class folks
    Ev'rything on the table, an' that ain't no joke
    They had barbeque possum, rattlesnake gravy
    Chicken fried skunk, an' it smelt real crazy
    
    Ev'rything went fine, but one thing made me blue
    A cat reached across my plate, for some armadillo stew
    Now when you at the table, you act real nice
    You say, "pass me that" or "pass me the platter"
    But just because you hungry, an' happen to come in late
    Don't you go reachin', across MY plate
    
    (Spoken)
    
    "Pass some a-that turkey over there, baby!" 
    
    "No, don't give me none of that skunk, I don't want none a that"
    
    "I, I beg your pardon"
    
    "If this cat stop reachin' 'cross my plate, I can maybe ask for somethin' "
    
    "A pass me a little a that turkey there, baby"
    
    FADES-
    Na na na na-na-na-na
    
    Yeah-heya
    
    "Party' nice, party's nice"
    
    "Yeah, ah give gimme some a that chicken over there, baby"
    
    "Chicken fried skunk? "ah no"
    
    7.  Give Me My Blues  (Albert Collins)
    
    I play my music, the only way that I can
    Play my music only, only way I can
    Some people really dig it
    Some just don't understand
    
    I play my music only, only way I can
    I play my music, play it the only way I can
    Some people really dig it
    Some just don't understand
    
    I don't play the drums
    I can't disco dance
    But I can play the blues
    Put you in a trance
    
    I can play my music, only way I can
    Some people really dig it
    Some just don't understand
    
    Give my blues song
    I'll play it all night long
    Give me a blues song
    I'll play it all night long
    It may not sound right to you
    But I know that, that ain't wrong
    
    I don't do no country
    I don't do no jazz
    I don't do no punk rock
    That kinda razz-ma-tazz
    
    I play my blues song
    The only way I can
    Some people really dig it
    Some just don't understand
    
    ooh-ho, yeah
    
    8.  Snowed In  (Albert Collins)
    
    Last winter I was in Chicago
    And the weather was awfully bad
    Last winter I was in Chicago
    And the weather was awfully bad
    They say I was stuck in China Town
    For the worst winter they ever had
    
    "I'm gonna go on right here
    And see if I can get this truck started right quick"
    
    "These old shoes ain't ready for the winter"
    
    "Oh, I'm 'bout to fall an' break my neck here in a minute, buddy
    
    "See if I can get this key in this door here "
    "I know it don't lock it, lock, it done froze up on me an' "
    "Lock it won't act right, it already half-tore up anyhow"
    
    "Yeah, I got it now, I'm gon get here an' try ta crank this old thing"
    "An pat the accellorator a little bit"
    
    (makes engine starting noises with guitar)
    
    "Yeah, I almost got it"
    "Pat the accellorator a little bit more"
    "It's cold, that wind just whistlin' out there"
    
    (makes wind sounds on guitar)
    
    "Oh it sure cold weather out here"
    "You get frostbite out here"
    
    "Try it one more time"
    
    (makes engine starting noises with guitar)
    
    "Ya'all, it ain't gonna start"
    
    Yeah, I don't mind a little snow
    An' I can handle rain
    I say, I don't mind a little snow
    An' I can handle a little rain
    Now I don't mind bein' cold
    But this winter, man it's sure insane
    
    "If I go now hit this old gas station, 
    I think I can get me somebody to" 
    "Walk on down the street here, 'bout a block"
    "See if I can, get somebody to give me a boost off here an'
    get my battery charged"
    
    "Oh man, this stuff is in a mess here!"
    
    "I'm gonna fall, break my neck"
    
    (guitar sounds like car horn honks) 
    
    "Oh get on by man, I'm gonna get out your way, I'm in the street"
    "I'm tryin' to walk here, ya'all runnin' these damn trucks
    an' cars an' goin' on"
    
    (guitar sounds like car horn honks)
    
    "Come on by man"
    
    "Oh man, the station is done closed!"
    
    Now the gas station was closed
    And the snow was eight feet tall
    Now the gas station had closed, hm
    And the snow was eight feet tall
    The telephone cable was down
    An' you couldn't even make a call
    
    You couldn't go out for groceries, hm
    Nobody would deliver to you
    I said, you couldn't go out for groceries
    Nobody would deliver to you
    In a bad situation like that
    What in the hell, ya'all, what-a I'm suppose to do?
    
    "Yeah, it's a tough winter, I tell ya"
    
    "I go back out here one more time an' see if I get
    this, thing started right here"
    
    "Old battery might be done be at the level, I might get it started now"
    
    "Besides, I'm about to fall"
    
    "Man, I'm gonna tell ya, I'm a, whew!"
    
    "Rough, rough here in Chicago!"
    
    "Wanna get on back across that desert in Los Angeles, somewhere"
    "Florida somewhere"
    "If I can get outta here, I know I'm snowed in"
    
    "Try ta crank this damn thing one more time" 
    "I think I can get it to crank, I hope so"
    
    "Let me see if I can get it cranked"
    
    (makes guitar cranking noises)
    
    "Pat the accellorator a little bit"
    
    "Might get it started, now"
    
    (makes guitar cranking noises)
    
    "Oh yes, I got that thing together now, boy"
    "She's kickin' now!"
    
    "Yeah"
    "Yeah, will let her get warmed up"
    
    "Hey!"
    
    "Hey!"
    
    "Hey!"
    
    
    

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