The Nat King Cole Trio
call the police
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Call The Doctor (J J Cale)
Somebody call for the doctor, I think I'm sick
Ain't had my medicine in over a week
My mind's fine but my body feels weak
Call the doctor, I think I'm sick
A shady lady took all my bread
Ravished my body, lord, and messed with my head
I don't know but I've had my fill
Call the doctor and tell him I'm ill
My money's gone and I've got no place to go
I don't believe I've ever felt so low
If you've got the time while you hang around
Call the doctor and tell him I'm down
- Album:
- Miscellaneous
- The Chronological Classics: Nat "King" Cole 1946-1947
- The Complete Capitol Recordings of the Nat King Cole Trio
- The Chronological Classics: Nat "King" Cole 1949-1950
- The Best of the Nat King Cole Trio (1947-1950)
- Capitol Sings Coast to Coast: Route 66
- Northern Exposure
- The Best of the Nat King Cole Trio: Vocal Classics (1942...
- Capitol Sings Harold Arlen: Over the Rainbow
- Jazz Piano: A Smithsonian Collection, Volume 2
- Late Night Jazz
- Central Avenue Sounds
- The Trio Recordings (Volume 2)
- The Very Best Of
- The Chronological Classics: Nat "King" Cole 1941-1943
- Classic Blues
- Your Hit Parade: 1944
- The World of Nat King Cole
- The Jazz Collector Edition, Volume 4: The Trio Recordings
- Hit That Jive, Jack