Tampa Red – I'm Gonna Get High lyrics

I'm Gonna Get High Trk 6 Dsc 2 3: 05 song 29
Tampa Red (Hudson Whittaker) And The Chicago Five
Aurora, Illinois, Oct. 11, 1937 Leland Hotel Top Floor
Tampa Red- vocal & guitar, unk - trumpet, Unk - tenor sax
Prob. Blind John Davis - piano, unk drums.
Album: The Bluebird Recordings - Tampa Red 1936 - 1938
2 Disc set rca 07863 66722-2 1997 bmg

I'm gonna get high
And it ain't no lie
And swing alone and have a ball
I'm gonna get high

Oh me, oh my
Nobody know why
Oh m'baby, don't you cry
I'm gonna get high

It ain't no need of no one
Tryin' to shame me
But what a state I've got in
Who could blame me?
Oh, yes

I'm gonna get high
I'll do it or die
And swing alone and have a ball
I'm gonna get high

'Yas, yas'

(instrumental)

'Beat it out for me, then'
'Ah-ha'
'i hear you Mr. Sax Player'

(sax)

'Yas, yas'

'Get that trumpet here'

'i hear you Mr. Ivory Man

'c'mon, do it again, please'

(trumpet)

Ah-ha
I'm gonna get high
And it ain't no lie
And swing alone and have a ball
I'm gonna get high

Oh me, oh my
Nobody know why
Oh m'baby, don't you cry
I'm gonna get high

It ain't no need of no one
Tryin' to shame me, yeah-yeah
But what a state I've got in
Who could blame me?
Oh, yeah

Oh, I'm gonna get high
I'll do it or die
And swing alone and have a ball
I'm gonna get high

'Zip it now'
'Yas, yas, yas'
'Ah-ha'
'Ah-yeah'

(piano)

'i hear ya'
'Ah-ha'

Yas, yas
Yas, yas

'Goin' out, boys'

Well, I'm gonna get high
I'll do it or die
Swing alone and have a ball
I'm gonna get high, yas.

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