The second wind following Vaughan's torrential debut, Texas Flood, Couldn't Stand the Weather is no less severe a storm. Vaughan classics such as "Cold Shot," "Scuttle Buttin'," and "Honey Bee" are flanked by reverent, impassioned takes on Jimmy Reed's "Tin Pan Alley" and Guitar Slim's slinky "The Things That I Used to Do". An ambitious, heavily improvised reading of Jimi Hendrix's "Voodoo Chile (Slight Return)" finds the late Dallas native coaxing soaring, spitfire dialogues between his Texas-cured voice and blues-abused Stratocaster.
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Lyrics to Cold Shot:
Once was a sweet thang baby....Held out her lovin' in our hands
Now I reach to kiss your lips....The touch don't mean a thing
And that's a cold shot baby....Yeah that's a drag
A cold shot baby....I let our love go bad
Remember the way that you loved me....Do anything I said
Now I see you out somewhere....You won't give me the time of day
And that's a cold shot darlin'....Yeah that's a drag
And that's a cold shot baby....We let our love go bad
I really meant I was sorry....For ever causin' you pain
You showed your appreciation....By walkin' out anyway
And that's a cold shot baby....Yeah that's a drag
And that's a cold shot baby...We let our love go bad
So sad....Too bad....So sad
Don't let our true love run cold baby
Songs on the album Couldn't Stand The Weather:
1. Scuttle Buttin' 2. Couldn't Stand The Weather 3. The Things (That) I Used To Do 4. Voodoo Chile (Slight Return) 5. Cold Shot 6. Tin Pan Alley (aka Roughest Place In Town) 7. Honey Bee 8. Stang's Swang
The second wind following Vaughan's torrential debut, Texas Flood, Couldn't Stand the Weather is no less severe a storm. Vaughan classics such as "Cold Shot," "Scuttle Buttin'," and "Honey Bee" are flanked by reverent, impassioned takes on Jimmy Reed's "Tin Pan Alley" and Guitar Slim's slinky "The Things That I Used to Do". An ambitious, heavily improvised reading of Jimi Hendrix's "Voodoo Chile (Slight Return)" finds the late Dallas native coaxing soaring, spitfire dialogues between his Texas-cured voice and blues-abused Stratocaster. 
