Joe Ely - Shake 'em Up (Official Audio)

Official music video for Joe Ely's "Shake 'em Up" from the upcoming album 'Love and Freedom' out February 7th.

Lyrics:
Well, double-A snake eyes ain't too nice
Bites the hand that rolls the dice
Heart attack, fangs and a belly full of venom
Bet your ass that the passenger can't win 'em Shake 'em up, Shake 'em up

Acey, deucey, drank it sweet and loosey
Passed out before the dice got juicy
Three is the key to lock your door
Don't come a-knockin' 'round here no more
Shake 'em up, Shake 'em up

Here comes Joe from Kokomo
Sitting in a jail bowl he can't roll
Ain't no pride for a man that's bummed
Five to three that a seven is coming Shake 'em up, Shake 'em up

Fever from the fuck house, old man hoe
Can't plant cotton down crooked row
Five is the fever, all packed in ice
Ain't no fever on all them guys
Shake 'em up, Shake 'em up, Shake 'em up, Shake 'em up Shake 'em up high roller, the winds are getting colder
Shake 'em up high rollers, shake 'em just to save your soul

Sexy from the dicks of Southern Fried Chicken
Buy her a beer, she getting kinda picky
Fifty-one, forty-two, thirty-three
Nothing but a seven won't satisfy me
Shake 'em up, Shake 'em up

Well, seven come heaven, what do you mean?
Seven caught cold in a wet blue jean
Seven-legged spider sittin' on a log
Got knocked off by three-legged dogs Shake 'em up, Shake 'em up

Eighter come later, freighter from Decatur
Can't grate cheese without the grater
Old Mr. Robber cryin' at the door
Can't buy bullets for his forty-four Shake 'em up, Shake 'em up

Pretty Nina Ross, niner from the diner
Mama's workin' night shift in South Carolina
Smokin' Red Arifa, drinkin' green wine
Five to four, there ain't no nine
Shake 'em up, Shake 'em up, Shake 'em up, Shake 'em up Shake 'em up high roller, wind's getting colder
Shake 'em up high roller, shake 'em just to save your soul

Well big Tennessee, Tennessee Tottie
She got all that, she got nobody
Mamas in her Memphis down on her knees
Ain't no ten in Tennessee
Shake 'em up, Shake 'em up

Seven come eleven, natural high
Can't roll eleven for a dead cat's eye
Work is up but the pay is down
Next train heading down to Knoxville town Shake 'em up, Shake 'em up

Sixty-six, boxcar city
You can't afford the milk for your hungry kitty
Next train leaving at ten-oh-four
See you waving at the boxcar door
Shake 'em up, Shake 'em up, Shake 'em up, Shake 'em up Shake 'em up high roller, that wind's gettin' colder
Shake 'em up high roller, shake 'em just to save your soul
Shake 'em up, Shake 'em up, Shake 'em up

[gus]

😂 Remembering all the days we'd shake "Horses" to see who was going to pay for coffee (and the times I lost)! Always good to hear from you, Joe Ely!

[rocnloretta]

Love it! We needed this fun up beat story❤

[tbuddy]

This is definitely a Bar song! Love Joe Ely

[anngardner]

Your voice and music remains as good as when I saw you in London, UK, in the 1970s.