2:52
single, 1947
Written by Gene Phillips
A rollicking jump blues with tinkling piano lines and buzzy blues guitar, and sultry stabs of sax to punctuate the vocals. Phillips extols the pleasures of that blues standard, the big-legged woman. "Big legs is all I crave / A big-legged woman can make me her slave." He'll give up all his gold for such a lady. Let them carry his coffin to the grave, and he'll be happy. Single-minded, sure, but you have to admire his enthusiasm. Many disk jockeys refused to play this record.
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