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Track: Little Lizzie Mae
Artist: Chris Robinson Brotherhood
Album: The Magic Door

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Name: Chris Robinson Brotherhood
Spotify Genres: jam band, southern rock, modern blues
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US-All-Star-Band with modern influences of American style of Blues, Rock, Funk, Soul and headed by [b][a=Chris Robinson (2)][/b].

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Release: The Chris Robinson Brotherhood - Little Lizzie Mae
Year: 2012
Genres: Rock, Blues

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LYRICS

Little Lizzie Mae, What games you play?
It's hard to tell when the rules will change
It's hard to watch you takin' all my money
It's hard to listen when you call me honey
Little Lizzie Mae, What did you say?
That sent them runnin' down the road today
Did you accuse Sir Lionel and his drunken lady
Did you tell Fair Margaret that her bus is waiting

Did you tell 'em that The Peacock was burin' down
That two cruel brothers have come to town
And that the raven has taken wing
And flown off with their precious things

Would you could you, Little Lizzie Mae
Spend some time with me?
I know this won't last too long
And you might be the death of me
Don't make me say please

Little Lizzie Mae, get out the way
Got things to do down on the farm today
I got something cookin' down in the basement
Some black magic recipe
Said, if you act real nice, I might let you taste it
And you can tell me what it is you see

Did you see the view from Empire's Inn
And make the shadows your friend
Touch the ash, feel the snake
See the lightning over the lake

Would you could you, Little Lizzie Mae
Spend some time with me?
I know this won't last too long
And you might be the death of me
Don't make me say please

Would you could you, Little Lizzie Mae
Spend some time with me?
I know this won't last too long
You might be the death of me
Don't make me say please

Little Lizzie Mae, it's time to pay
Your dept is due there's no other way
So stop your weeping, stop your pleading
And get out back, 'cause you know my dogs need feeding

I'm feeling hungry
How 'bout you
I said, how 'bout you?