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released January 1, 2017

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Ramón Svensson: Guitar, Vocals
"M" Svensson: Drums, Vocals
Juan "Rayito" Svensson: Guitar
Raulito Svensson: Double Bass

Recorded by Juan "Rayito" Svensson at Blue Note (Dresden) on:
1, 4 , 7, 12 & 14: October 30th 2016
3, 6, 9 & 13: May 18th 2013
2, 5, 8, 10 & 11: October 26th 2013

Mixed by Juan "Rayito" Svensson.

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Mariachi Los Svensson Dresden, Germany

Bastard swedish mariachis obsessed with classic Rock'N'Roll - Ándele, ándele, ándeleeee!!!

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Track Name: My Babe
My baby don't stand no cheatin', my babe
Oh yeah she don't stand no cheatin', my babe
Oh yeah she don't stand no cheatin',
She don't stand none of that midnight creepin'
My babe, true little baby, my babe

My babe, I know she love me, my babe
Oh yes, I know she love me, my babe
Oh yes, I know she love me,
She don't do nothin' but kiss and hug me
My babe, true little baby, my babe

My baby don't stand no cheatin', my babe
Oh no, she don't stand no cheatin', my babe
Oh no, she don't stand no cheatin',
Ev'rything she do she do so pleasin'
My babe, true little baby, my babe

My baby don't stand no foolin', my babe
Oh yeah, she don't stand no foolin', my babe
Oh yeah, she don't stand no foolin',
When she's hot there ain't no coolin'
My babe, true little baby, my babe
She's my baby (true little baby) ...
Track Name: My Bucket's Got A Hole In It
Yea! My Bucket's Got A Hole In It
Yea! My Bucket's Got A Hole In It
Yea! My Bucket's Got A Hole In It
I can't buy no beer.

Well I'm standin' on a corner - With a bucket in my hand
I'm waitin' for a woman - That ain't got no man.

'Cause My Bucket's Got A Hole In It
Yea! My Bucket's Got A Hole In It
Yea! My Bucket's Got A Hole In It
I can't buy no beer.

Well, I went upon the mountain - I looked down in the sea
I seen the crabs and the fishes - Doin' the be-bop-bee.

'Cause My Bucket's Got A Hole In It
Yea! My Bucket's Got A Hole In It
Yea! My Bucket's Got A Hole In It
I can't buy no beer.

Well, there ain't no use - of me workin' so hard
When I got a woman - in the boss man's yard.

'Cause My Bucket's Got A Hole In It
Yea! My Bucket's Got A Hole In It
Yea! My Bucket's Got A Hole In It
I can't buy no beer.

Well, me and my baby - we just bought a Ford
And now we sit together - on the running board.

'Cause My Bucket's Got A Hole In It
Yea! My Bucket's Got A Hole In It
Yea! My Bucket's Got A Hole In It
I can't buy no beer.
Track Name: I'm Gonna Be A Wheel Someday
I'm gonna be a wheel some day
I'm gonna be somebody
I'm gonna be a real gone cat
Then I won't want you

Ev'rything's gonna go my way
And I won't need nobody
I'm gonna be a real gone cat
Then I won't want you

You can cry-i-i-i-i
You gon' cry-ha-ha-hard
You be wonderin' why
I don't look at you
When I go strollin' by

I'm gonna be a wheel some day
I'm gonna be somebody
I'm gonna be a real gone cat
Then I won't want you
Track Name: Man With The Blues
If you need some advice in being lonely
If you need a little help in feeling blue
If you need some advice on how to cry all night
Come to me
I'm the man with the blues

I'm a man with a hundred thousand heartaches
And I've got most any color of the blues
So if you need a little shove
In foulin' up in love
Come to me
I'm the man with the blues

If you need some advice in being lonely
If you need a little help in feeling blue
If you need some advice on how to cry all night
Come to me
I'm the man with the blues

I'm a man with a hundred thousand teardrops
And I've got a good selection old and new
So if you need a little shove
In foulin' up in love
Come to me
I'm the man with the blues
Come to me
I'm the man with the blues
Track Name: Matchbox
Well I'm sitting here wondering
Will a matchbox hold my clothes
Yeah I'm sitting here wondering
Will a matchbox hold my clothes
I ain't got no matches
But I got a long way to go

I'm an ol' poor boy and
A long way from home
I'm an ol' poor boy and
A long way from home
Guess I'll never be happy
Everything I do is wrong, yeah

Well let me be your little dog
Til your big dog comes
Let me be your little dog
Til your big dog comes
When the big dog gets here
Tell him what this little puppy done

Yeah I'm sitting here wondering
Will a matchbox hold my clothes
Yeah I'm sitting here wondering
Will a matchbox hold my clothes
I ain't got no matches
But I got a long way to go
Let 'er go boy, go-go
Track Name: Big River
Now I taught the weeping willow how to cry,
And I showed the clouds how to cover up a clear blue sky.
And the tears that I cried for that woman are gonna flood you Big River.
Then I'm gonna sit right here until I die.

I met her accidentally in St. Paul (Minnesota).
And it tore me up every time I heard her drawl, Southern drawl.
Then I heard my dream was back Downstream cavortin' in Davenport,
And I followed you, Big River, when you called.

Then you took me to St. Louis later on (down the river).
A freighter said she's been here but she's gone, boy, she's gone.
I found her trail in Memphis, but she just walked up the block.
She raised a few eyebrows and then she went on down alone.

Now, won't you batter down by Baton Rouge, River Queen, roll it on.
Take that woman on down to New Orleans, New Orleans.
Go on, I've had enough; dump my blues down in the gulf.
She loves you, Big River, more than me.

Now I taught the weeping willow how to cry, cry, cry
And I showed the clouds how to cover up a clear blue sky.
And the tears that I cried for that woman are gonna flood you Big River.
Then I'm gonna sit right here until I die.
Track Name: San Antonio Rose
Deep within my heart
Lies a melody,
A song of old San Antone,
Where in dreams I live
With a memory,
Beneath the stars all alone.
Well, it was there I found
Beside the Alamo
Enchantment strange as the
Blue up above,
For that moonlit pass
That only he would know
Still hears my broken song of love.

Moon in all your splendor,
Known only to my heart,
Call back my rose,
Rose of San Antone!
Lips so sweet and tender,
Like petals fallin apart,
Speak once again of my love, my own
Broken song,
Empty words I know
Still live in my heart all alone,
For that moonlit pass by the Alamo,
And rose my rose of San Antone!

Well the, Moon in all your splendor,
Known only to my heart,
Call back my rose,
Rose of San Antone!
Lips so sweet and tender,
Like petals fallin apart,
Speak once again of my love, my own
Broken song,
Empty words I know
Still live in my heart all alone,
Well that moonlit pass by the Alamo,
And rose my rose of San Antone.
heh...
Track Name: Little Sister
Little sister, don't you
Little sister, don't you
Little sister, don't you kiss me once or twice
Then say it's very nice and then you run
Little sister, don't you do
What your big sister done

Well, I dated your big sister
And I took her to a show
I went for some candy, along came Jim Dandy
And they snuck right out the door

Little sister, don't you
Little sister, don't you
Little sister, don't you kiss me once or twice
Then say it's very nice and then you run
Little sister, don't you do
What your big sister done

Every time I see your sister
Well, she's got somebody new
She's mean and she's evil
Like that old Boll Weevil
Guess, I'll try my luck with you

Little sister, don't you
Little sister, don't you
Little sister, don't you kiss me once or twice
Then say it's very nice and then you run
Little sister, don't you do
What your big sister done

Well, I used to pull your pigtails
And pinch your turned-up nose
But you been a growin'
And baby, it's been showin'
From your head down to your toes

Little sister, don't you
Little sister, don't you
Little sister, don't you kiss me once or twice
Then say it's very nice and then you run
Little sister, don't you do
What your big sister done
Little sister, don't you do
What your big sister done
Little sister, don't you do
What your big sister done
Track Name: Mean Woman Blues
Well I got a woman mean as she can be
Well I got a woman mean as she can be
Some-a-times I think she's almost mean as me

She gotta ruby lips, she got shapely hips, yeah
Yes, she makes ole boy flip
I got a woman mean as she can be
Some-a-times I think she's almost mean as me

Well I ain't braggin', it's understood
Everything I do, well I sure do it good
Yeah I got a woman mean as she can be
Some-a-times I think she's almost mean as me
Well!

She gotta ruby lips, she got shapely hips, yeah
Yes, she makes ole boy flip
I got a woman mean as she can be
Some-a-times I think she's almost mean as me, easy now

Well I got a woman (sha la la la)
Yeah I got a woman (sha la la la)
Yeah I got a woman (sha la la la)
Well I got a woman (sha la la la)
Some-a-times I think she's almost mean as me
Track Name: Hey, Good Lookin'
Hey, hey, good lookin',
Whatcha got cookin'?
How's about cookin' somethin' up with me?

Hey, sweet baby,
Don't you think maybe
We could find us a brand new recipe?

I got a hot-rod Ford and a two-dollar bill
And I know a spot right over the hill.
There's soda pop and the dancin's free,
So if you wanna have fun come along with me.

Hey, good lookin',
Whatcha got cookin'?
How's about cookin' somethin' up with me?

I'm free and ready,
So we can go steady.
How's about savin' all your time for me?

No more lookin',
I know I've been cookin'.
How's about keepin' steady company?

I'm gonna throw my date-book over the fence
And find me one for five or ten cents.
I'll keep it 'til it's covered with age
'Cause I'm writin' your name down on every page.

Hey, good lookin',
Whatcha got cookin'?
How's about cookin' somethin' up with me?
Track Name: Everybody's Trying to Be My Baby
Well, they took some honey from a tree
Dressed it up and they called it me
Everybody's trying to be my baby
Everybody's trying to be my baby
Everybody's trying to be my baby, now

Woke up last night, half past four
Fifty women knocking on my door
Everybody's trying to be my baby
Everybody's trying to be my baby
Everybody's trying to be my baby, now

Went out last night, I didn't stay late
Before I got home I had nineteen dates
Everybody's trying to be my baby
Everybody's trying to be my baby
Everybody's trying to be my baby, now

Well, they took some honey from a tree
Dressed it up and they called it me
Everybody's trying to be my baby
Everybody's trying to be my baby
Everybody's trying to be my baby, now
Track Name: I Don't Care If The Sun Don't Shine
I don't care if the sun don't shine
I get my lovin' in the evening time
When I'm with my baby
It's no fun with the sun around
But I get going when the sun goes down
And I meet my baby

That's when we kiss and kiss and kiss
And then we kiss some more
Don't ask how many times we kiss
At a time like this, who keeps score?

So I don't care if the sun don't shine
I get my lovin' in the evening time
When I'm with my baby

I don't care if the sun don't shine
I get my lovin' in the evening time
When I'm with my baby
It's no fun with the sun around
But I get going when the sun goes down
And I meet my baby

That's when we kiss and kiss and kiss
And then we kiss some more
Don't ask how many times we kiss
At a time like this, who keeps score?

So I don't care if the sun don't shine
I get my lovin' in the evening time
When I'm with my baby
When I'm with my baby
When I'm with my baby
Track Name: Summertime Blues
Well, I'm gonna raise a fuss
I'm gonna raise a holler
About a working all summer
Just to try to earn a dollar
Well, time I called my baby
Try to get a date
My boss says, no dice son
You gotta work late
Sometimes I wonder
What I'm a gonna do
But there ain't no cure
For the summertime blues

Oh, well my Mom and Poppa told me, son
You gotta make some money
If you want to use the car
To go ridin' next Sunday
Well I didn't go to work
Told the boss I was sick
Well you can't use the car
Cause you didn't work a lick
Sometimes I wonder
What I'm a gonna do
But there ain't no cure
For the summertime blues

I'm gonna take two weeks
Gonna have a fine vacation
I'm gonna take my problem
To the United Nations
Well I called my congressman
And he said, whoa
I'd like to help you son
But you're too young to vote
Sometimes I wonder
What I'm a gonna do
But there ain't no cure
For the summertime blues
Track Name: El Último Beso
Por qué se fue, por qué murió,
por qué el señor me la quitó
Se ha ido al cielo
y para poder ir yo
Debo también ser bueno
Para estar con mi amor

Ibamos los dos al anochecer
oscurecia y no podia ver
yo manejaba iba mas de 100
prendi las luces para leer
habia un letrero de desviacion
el cual pasamos sin precaucion
muy tarde fue y al frenar
el carro volco y al fondo
fue a dar

Por qué se fue, por qué murió,
por qué el señor me la quitó
Se ha ido al cielo
y para poder ir yo
Debo también ser bueno
Para estar con mi amor

Al vueltas dar del carro salí
por un momento perdí la razón
y despertar hacia ella corrí
y aún con vida la pude hallar
y al verme lloró me dijo amor
allá te espero donde está el señor
Él ha querido separarnos hoy
abrazame fuerte porque me voy
así la abrazé y al mirarme se sonrió
y así en un suspiro en mis brazos quedó

Por qué se fue, por qué murió,
por qué el señor me la quitó
Se ha ido al cielo
y para poder ir yo
Debo también ser bueno
Para estar con mi amor