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When You're Hot, You're Hot
Wagon Wheel 604
     
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When You're Hot, You're Hot
 
ID: 3906
   Instrumental  

LabelWagon Wheel
WEB SITE www.windsorrecords.com
Label information
Grid list of Wagon Wheel recordings
Number604
TypeSinging Call
Copies9
Vic's Rating4 (good)
Bpm128
Duration3:44
Media45 rpm vinyl
Artist(s)
Ken Bower (picture)     recordings by Ken Bower

Ken Bower

Cue Sheet

OPENER - MIDDLE BREAK - CLOSER    Basic

Circle left
*Me and Homer Jones and Big John Capp
Had a big crap game goin' back in the alley
And I kept rolling them sevens and winning all them pots

Well reverse back and single file
Lady in the lead, gonna strut and style
Girls back track, 2 times around
Second time you meet now, grand right & left
Hand over hand you go round, promenade the set
La da da da da da, when you're hot, you're hot
Put all the money in, let's roll 'em again
When you're hot, you're hot


FIGURE    Mainstream, no progression

1 & 3 do a right & left thru, turn the girl and roll away
Pass thru and around just one you know, make a line
Forward up and come on back, right & left thru and turn 'em, Jack
Slide thru and go left allemande
Dosado around your partner, swing corner there
Left allemande you know, promenade the square
La da da da da da, when you're hot, you're hot
Put all the money in, let's roll 'em again
When you're hot, you're hot


ALTERNATE LYRICS

*Every time I'd roll them dice, I'd win
And I was just getting ready to roll them again
I heard something behind, turned around, there's a big old cop

*When he took us into court, couldn't believe my eyes
Judge was a fishing buddy, I recognized
Say's "Judge, old buddy, pay that hundred I owe you
Get me out of this spot"

 
Lyrics

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When You're Hot, You're Hot Lyrics ID: 1871

Well me and Homer Jones and Big John Talley
Had a big crap game goin' back in the alley
And I kept rollin' them sevens, winnin' all them pots
My luck was so good I could do no wrong
I jest kept on rollin' and controllin' them bones
And finally they jest threw up their hands and said
"When you hot, you hot"
I said "Yeah?"

When you're hot, you're hot
And when you're not, you're not
Put all the money in and let's roll 'em again
When you're hot, you're hot
(La la la la la la la) (La la la la la)
(La la la la la la la, when you're hot, you're hot)

Well, now every time I rolled them dice I'd win
And I was just gettin' ready to roll 'em again
When I heard somethin' behind me
I turned around and there was a big old cop
He said "Hello, boys" and then he gave us a grin 'n' said
"Look like I'm gonna hafta haul you all in
And keep all that money for evidence"
I said, "Well, son when you hot, you hot"
He said "Yeah"

When you're hot, you're hot
And when you're not, you're not
You can 'splain it all down at City Hall
I say, yeah, when you're hot, you're hot
You're hot
(La la la la la la la) (La la la la la)
(La la la la la la la, when you're hot, you're hot)

Well, when he took us inta court I couldn't believe my eyes
The judge was a fishin' buddy that I recognized
I said "Hey, judge, old buddy, old pal"
"I'll pay ya that hundred I owe ya if you'll get me outta this spot"
So he gave my friends a little fine to pay
He turned around and grinned at me and said
"Ninety days, Jerry, when you hot, you hot"
'N' I said "Thanks a lot"

When you're hot, you're hot
And when you're not, you're not
He let my friends go free and throwed the book at me
He said "Well, when you're hot, you're hot"

I said, "Well I'll tell ya one thing judge, old buddy, old pal
If you wasn't wearin' that black robe I'd take out in back of this courthouse
And I'd try a little bit of your honor on
You understand that, you hillbilly?
Who gonna collect my welfare?"
(When you're hot, you're hot)
"Pay for my Cadillac?
Whadda you mean 'contempt of court'?"
(When you're hot, you're hot)
"Judge"

Lyrics by Jerry Reed.
Recorded by Jerry Reed.
 

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