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Too Many Drivers - Lightnin' Hopkins



     
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Baby you got too many drivers
Lord when you ain't got but just one wheel
Baby you got too many drivers
Oh Lord, when you ain't got but just one wheel
Yeah, you know thinks look mighty funny when two mens
Oh Lord, it's driving Your little automobile
Yeah, you know I'd rather be rolling down
I'd be rolling down off a sandy hill
Yeah, you know I'd rather be rolling down
I'd rather be rolling down a sandy hill
Then I know you got so many drivers
And you ain't got but one little wheel
Baby you ought go ahead on
I said and sell your little automobile
Yes, you ought go ahead on
Woman and sell your little automobile

Yes, you know out of all them drivers you've gotten
You're lucky if you don't get someone killed
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Sam Hopkins was born on March 15, 1912 in Centerville, Texas. In 1920, at the age of eight, Hopkins met and played with the legendary Blind Lemon Jefferson, even becoming Jefferson's guide for a short time. Hopkins' cousin, the great bluesman, Texas Alexander, was another influence. Their musical partnership was broken up by Hopkins' time in Houston's County Prison Farm during the 1930s. When Hopkins made his way to Houston's Third Ward in 1946 he was introduced to Lola Anne Cullum, a talent scout who had pieced together deals with companies such as Aladdin Records out of Los Angeles.

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