Biografia:
Baby Huey (James Thomas Ramey, Richmond, Indiana, 17 August 1944 - 28 October 1970) was an American rhythm & blues and soul singer with Baby Huey & The Babysitters.
Baby Huey was a large and locally beloved figure on the Chicago soul scene in the late 1960's. Born James Ramey in Richmond, IN, in 1944, Baby Huey never achieved great renown outside of his hometown, for despite an exciting live act, his debut album on Curtis Mayfield's Curtom label wasn't released until after his death from an overdose in 1970.
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Baby Huey & The Babysitters
Hard Times
Am
Cold, cold eyes upon me they stare
C
People all around me and they're all in fear
Dm
They don't seem to want me but they won't admit
Am C-Dm Am [Listen to Recording for Timing]
I must be some kind of creature up here having fits
Am
From my party house, I'm afraid to come outside
C
Although I'm filled with love I'm afraid they'll hurt my pride
Dm
So I play the part I feel they want of me
Am
And I pull the shades so I won't see them seein' me
C Dm Am C
Havin' hard times in this crazy town
C Dm Am Dm C
Havin' hard times, there's no love to be found
C Dm Am C
Havin' hard times, in this crazy town
C Dm Am
Havin' hard times, there's no love to be found
Am
From my party house I feel like meetin' others
C
Familiar faces, creed and race, a brother
Dm
But to my surprise I find a man corrupt
Am
Although he be my brother, he wants to hold me up
C Dm Am C
Havin' hard times in this crazy town
C Dm Am Dm C
Havin' hard times, there's no love to be found
C Dm Am C
Havin' hard times, in this crazy town
C Dm Am
Havin' hard times, there's no love to be found
Am [for the entire talking part]
So many hard times...
Sleepin' on motel floors
Knockin' on my brother's door
Eatin' Spam and Oreos and drinkin' Thunderbird baby
C
in this crazy town
C Dm Am Dm C
Havin' hard times, there's no love to be found
C Dm Am C
Havin' hard times, in this crazy town
C Dm Am
Havin' hard times, there's no love to be found
[Am for the outro]
I'm sick and tired
I'm sick and tired of payin' dues baby
And I'm sick and tired of havin' so many hard, hard times baby
And from my party house, from my party house
Hard Times
Am
Cold, cold eyes upon me they stare
C
People all around me and they're all in fear
Dm
They don't seem to want me but they won't admit
Am C-Dm Am [Listen to Recording for Timing]
I must be some kind of creature up here having fits
Am
From my party house, I'm afraid to come outside
C
Although I'm filled with love I'm afraid they'll hurt my pride
Dm
So I play the part I feel they want of me
Am
And I pull the shades so I won't see them seein' me
C Dm Am C
Havin' hard times in this crazy town
C Dm Am Dm C
Havin' hard times, there's no love to be found
C Dm Am C
Havin' hard times, in this crazy town
C Dm Am
Havin' hard times, there's no love to be found
Am
From my party house I feel like meetin' others
C
Familiar faces, creed and race, a brother
Dm
But to my surprise I find a man corrupt
Am
Although he be my brother, he wants to hold me up
C Dm Am C
Havin' hard times in this crazy town
C Dm Am Dm C
Havin' hard times, there's no love to be found
C Dm Am C
Havin' hard times, in this crazy town
C Dm Am
Havin' hard times, there's no love to be found
Am [for the entire talking part]
So many hard times...
Sleepin' on motel floors
Knockin' on my brother's door
Eatin' Spam and Oreos and drinkin' Thunderbird baby
C
in this crazy town
C Dm Am Dm C
Havin' hard times, there's no love to be found
C Dm Am C
Havin' hard times, in this crazy town
C Dm Am
Havin' hard times, there's no love to be found
[Am for the outro]
I'm sick and tired
I'm sick and tired of payin' dues baby
And I'm sick and tired of havin' so many hard, hard times baby
And from my party house, from my party house
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