Track Title:               Smack Dab In The Middle
Album Title:               Genius & Soul, The 50th Anv. Coll. Vol. 3

Prime Artist:              Ray Charles     (Robinson)
Arranger:                  Benny Carter
Background Vocal:          The Raeletts
Drums:                     Bob Thompson

Guitar:                    Elbert Sonny Forriest
Bass:                      Edgar Willis
Saxophone:                 Harold Minerve
Saxophone:                 James Clay

Saxophone:                 Leroy (Hog) Cooper
Saxophone:                 Dan Turner
Saxophone:                 David (Fathead) Newman
Trumpet:                   Floyd Jones

Trumpet:                   Philip Guilbeau
Trumpet:                   Roy Burrows
Trumpet:                   Oliver Beener
Producer:                  Sid Feller

Written by:                Jesse Stone    (aka Charles Calhoun)
Trombone:                  James Harbert
Trombone:                  Frederic Keg Johnson


Trombone:                  Fred Murrell
From the Album:            Have A Smile With Me  1964 (A)


Lyrics:
Pick me a town
In any clime
Where people like
A rockin time
And stay awake
Both day and night
Till everybody's feelin good an' right

Then throw me
(Smack dab in the middle)
I wanna be
(Smack dab in the middle)
Ahhhhh, smack dab in the middle, boys now
So I can rock and roll to satisfy my soul

Ten Cadillacs
A diamond mill
Ten suits of clothes
To dress to kill
A ten room house
Some Bar B Q
And fifty chicks not over twenty-two

Then throw me
(Smack dab in the middle)
Oh, I wanna be
(Smack dab in the middle)
Ahhhhh, now boys you can see why I wanna be smack dab in the middle now
So I can rock and roll to satisfy my soul

One hundred beds
with chorus girls
A street that's paved
with natural pearls
a wagon load
of bonds and stocks
Then open up the door at Fort Knox

Then throw me
(Smack dab in the middle)
I wanna be
(Smack dab in the middle)
Ahhhhh, now listen boys throw me smack dab in the middle right now
So Ray can rock and roll to satisfy his soul

That's all right!
(bridge)

A lot of bread and gangs of meat
Oodles of butter and somethin sweet
Gallons of coffee to wash it down
Bicarbonated soda by the pound

Then throw me
(Smack dab in the middle)
I picture it
(Smack dab in the middle)
Ahhhhh, throw me now, smack dab in the middle right now
So I can rock and roll to satisfy my soul

Alright!

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