In school a friend, Dave, had a weekly blues show on the college radio station. One night he played this Muddy Waters song that I loved instantly. It had piano and harmonica and a jiggy little beat and bragging lyrics about gypsy women and sexual prowess, which is really all you need for a rollicking good blues song. The next week I called up and asked Dave if he'd play the song again, but I didn't know the name of it, so I says, says I: "Dave, you played this song last week by Muddy Waters, I don't know the name but it sure sounded like it was about a bald lover." And Dave says, "Ahh, I'll play that song for you, but it's 'Born Lover,' not 'Bald Lover.'"
To this day I am not convinced. Judge for yourself.
Born Lover
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