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Tell Riley, Baby, next time he come to town
If he needs somewhere to lay - lay his body down
Tell Riley he's welcome to stay -
Mark my words, he's gonna be big someday
I'm leavin' Memphis - Ol' Booker's got to go
Mister Melrose sent a telegram from Chicago
That's the man makin' records on me -
Wants to make some more -
Gonna sing my song 'til my throat gets sore
So, Tell Riley, Baby, next time he come to town
If he needs somewhere to lay - lay his pallet down
Tell Riley he's welcome to stay -
Mark my words, he's gonna be big someday
Foldn' money an' a fancy dress for your when I get back
Sho' beats workin' on Parchman Farm -
That's a natural fact -
Lester Melrose, he fixed my parole
I thank him with my heart an' soul

I'm so glad to be a free man again
Tell Riley, Baby, next time he come to town
If he needs somewhere to lay - lay his pallet down
Tell Riley Uncle Booker said he could stay -
An' mark my words - mark my words - mark my words
He'll B.B. King someday
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Eric Bibb (b. 1951) is an American blues singer and guitarist, based in London, England, who has made his career largely in Europe. Bibb was born on 16th August 1951 in New York into a musical family. His father, Leon Bibb, is a trained singer who sang in musical theatre and made a name for himself as part of the 1960s New York folk scene. His uncle was the world-famous jazz pianist and composer John Lewis, of the Modern Jazz Quartet. Family friends included Pete Seeger, Odetta, and actor/singer/activist Paul Robeson, Bibb'sgodfather.

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