Cumberland Blues
Albert Flasher
The Guess Who
Words and music by Burton Cummings
- peaked at #29 in 1971
I was a workshop owner in the gulch for the people
And I offered myself to the world
I was a workshop owner
I was a workshop owner
I was a diesel fixer, fixed a diesel, diesel fixed me
What a weasel
And baby was a workshop owner
Baby was a workshop owner
Baby and me were ripe for the pickin'
That was the day we ran into Albert Flasher
It was a cold, snowy, rainy afternoon
And we were sittin' there in high school, my school
And Michael was a moonbeam maker
And Michael was a moonbeam maker
I was a diesel fixer, fixed a diesel, diesel fixed me
What a weasel, oh no
Baby was a workshop owner
Baby was a workshop owner
Baby and me were ripe for the pickin'
That was the day we ran into Albert Flasher
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I was a workshop owner in the gulch for the people
And I offered myself to the world
I was a workshop owner
I was a workshop owner
I was a workshop owner
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I had a heart of steel.
I always call the shots.
But, honey, you shoot to kill.
I've spent a hundred other nights like this.
A little laughter and a stranger's kiss.
But the next thing that I knew,
I was heart over head
over heart over head over you.
It's too late to stop it now.
I'm heart over head
over heart over head over you.
I never once imagined
a night like this before,
that love would last for hours,
and still I begged for more.
If I sound a little crazy,
well, forgive me, please.
My head is swimmin'