Howling Wolf Blues, Part 1 Songtext
von J. T. “Funny Paper” Smith

(Well, here I am,
Got the blues about little old Victoria,
The Howlin′ Wolf. Guess I'll drop a few lines)

I′m that wolf that everybody been
Tryin' to find out where in the world I prowl
I'm that wolf that everybody been
Tryin′ to find out where in the world I prowl
Nobody ever gets a chance to see me, but they all hear me when I howl

Now I howl to my baby with her mother standing by her side
Now I howl to my baby with her mother standing by her side
And that′s the reason I'm howlin′, I'm tryin′ to be satisfied


I even prowled for you baby,
When you was down and couldn't stand up on your feet
I even prowled for you baby,
When you was down and couldn′t stand up on your feet
Now you walk by the Lone Wolf and act like you don't want to speak

What made you quit me baby, I love you and I did three years ago
What made you quit me baby, I love you and I did three years ago
Take me back and I'll quit prowlin′ and I won′t ever howl no more

Aww, preacher told me that God would
Give a black man most anything he do
Aww, preacher told me that God would
Give a black man most anything he do
I ain't black but I′m dark
Complexioned, look like He ought to forgive me too

Seems like God don't treat me like I′m a human kind
Seems like God don't treat me like I′m a human kind
Seems like he wants me to be a prowler and a Howlin' Wolf all the time