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| 4:54 | 
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Now, when I just was a little boy, standin to my Daddy's knee, my poppa said "Son, don't let the man get you and do what he done to me." I can remember the fourth of July, runnin' through the backwood bare. And I can still hear my old hound dog barkin', chasin' down a hoodoo there, chasin' down a hoodoo there. Born on the Bayou Born on the Bayou Born on the Bayou Wish I was back on the Bayou, rollin' with some Cajun Queen. Wishin' I where a fast freight train, just a chooglin' on down to New Orleans. Born on the Bayou Born on the Bayou Born on the Bayou I can remember the fourth of July, runnin' through the backwood bare. And I can still hear my old hound dog barkin', chasin' down a hoodoo there, chasin' down a hoodoo there. Born on the Bayou Born on the Bayou Born on the Bayou |
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| 2. |
| 3:38 |
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Well, take me back down where cool water flows, yeah. Let me remember things I love, Stoppin' at the log where catfish bite, Walkin' along the river road at night, Barefoot girls dancin' in the moonlight. I can hear the bullfrog callin' me. Wonder if my rope's still hangin' to the tree. Love to kick my feet 'way down the shallow water. Shoefly, dragonfly, get back t'your mother. Pick up a flat rock, skip it across Green River. Welllllll! Up at Cody's camp I spent my days, oh, With flat car riders and cross-tie walkers. Old Cody, Junior took me over, Said, "You're gonna find the world is smould'rin'. And if you get lost come on home to Green River." Welllllll! Come on home. |
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| 3. |
| 6:03 |
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Oh Susie Q, Oh Susie Q, Oh Susie Q, baby I love you, Susie Q. I like the way you walk, I like the way you talk, I like the way you walk, I like the way you talk, Susie Q. You say that you'll be true, You say that you'll be true, You say that you'll be true, And never leave me blue, Susie Q. You say that you'll be mine, You say that you'll be mine, You say that you'll be mine, baby all the time, Susie Q. I like the way you walk, I like the way you talk, I like the way you walk, I like the way you talk, Susie Q. Oh Susie Q, Oh Susie Q, Oh Susie Q baby I love you, Susie Q - |
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| 5:02 |
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I put a spell on you Because you're mine You better stop The things that you're doin' I said "Watch out! I ain't lyin', yeah! I ain't gonna take none of your Foolin' around I ain't gonna take none of your Puttin' me down I put a spell on you Because you're mine All right! |
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| 2:47 |
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Long as I remember The rain been comin' down. Clouds of myst'ry pourin' Confusion on the ground. Good men through the ages, Tryin' to find the sun; And I wonder, Still I wonder, Who'll stop the rain. I went down Virginia, Seekin' shelter from the storm. Caught up in the fable, I watched the tower grow. Five year plans and new deals, Wrapped in golden chains. And I wonder, Still I wonder Who'll stop the rain. Heard the singers playin', How we cheered for more. The crowd had rushed together, Tryin' to keep warm. Still the rain kept pourin', Fallin' on my ears. And I wonder, Still I wonder Who'll stop the rain. |
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| 6. |
| 3:20 |
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I got a feelin' way down inside I can't shake it, no matter how I try You can't touch it, you just know The earth is gonna shake and the wind is gonna blow Well that's all right This premonition is killin' me But that's all right I must be crazy, I must be seein' things Out on the highway pickin' up clues So much is mis-seen , so much to lose You must be different, been rearranged Can't pin it down but I know it's not the same Well that's all right This premonition is killin' me But that's all right I must be crazy, I must be seein' things (Hit me!) I can't eat, I can't sleep All of a sudden I got witches in my feet It's like waitin' for, the shoe to drop I know it's comin' but I don't know where to stop Well that's all right This premonition is killin' me But it's all right I must be crazy, I must be seein' things Well that's all right This premonition is killin' me But it's all right I must be crazy, I must be seein' things |
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| 7. |
| 2:36 |
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Outside my window, I can hear the radio, And I know that motor wagon is ready to fly, 'Cause it's almost Saturday night. Bye bye, tomorrow, Jody's gone to the rodeo, And you know some good old boys are ready to ride, 'Cause it's almost Saturday night. CHORUS: Gonna push the clouds away, let the music have it's way, Let it steal my heart away, and you know I'm-a-goin'! Outside the ringing, the night train is bringin' me home, When you hear that locomotion get ready to ride, 'Cause it's almost Saturday night. CHORUS Outside the ringing, the night train is bringin' me home, When you hear that locomotion get ready to ride, 'Cause it's almost Saturday night. Oh yeah! |
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| 8. |
| 2:56 |
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Well, here we are and here we are and here we go. Water born and we're hittin' the road. Here we go rockin' all over the world. A giddy-up, a giddy-up and get away, we're going crazy and we're going today. Here we go rockin' all over the world. And I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it, I li-li-like it, li-li-like it, here we go rockin' all over the world. solo I'm gonna tell your mama what you gonna do, come on out with your dancing shoes. Here we go rockin' all over the world. And I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it, I li-li-like it, li-li-like it, here we go rockin' all over the world. And I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it, I li-li-like it, li-li-like it, here we go rockin' all over the world. And I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it, I li-li-like it, li-li-like it, here we go rockin' all over the world. |
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| 4:28 |
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I tiptoed in the room I know you got to have your rest She says, "Come lay beside me, I've been waitin' since you left" She's sweet to me Must be the luckiest man alive And did I tell you baby You are the joy of my life First time that I saw you Ohh, you took my breath away I might not get to heaven But I walked with the angels that day She takes me by the hand I am the luckiest man alive And did I tell you baby You are the joy of my life Some may have their riches Some may have their worldly fame Long as I have you I'll treasure each and every day Just take me by the hand I am the luckiest man alive And did I tell you baby You are the joy of my life And did I tell you baby You are the joy of my life |
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| 2:58 |
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Early in the evenin', just about supper time, over by the court house they're starting to unwind. Four kids on the corner, trying to bring you up. Willy picks a tune out, and he blows it on the harp. Down On The Corner out in the street. Willy and the poor boys are playin' bring a nickel tap your feet. Rooster hits the washboard and people just got smile, Blinky thumps the gut bass, and solos for a while. Poorboy twangs the rythm out on his kalamazoo Willy goes into a dance and doubles on kazoo. Down On The Corner out in the street. Willy and the poor boys are playin' bring a nickel tap your feet. Down On The Corner out in the street. Willy and the poor boys are playin' bring a nickel tap your feet. You don't need a penny, just to hang around, but if you've got a nickel, won't you lay your money down? Over on the corner there's a happy noise. People come from all around to watch the magic boy. Down On The Corner out in the street. Willy and the poor boys are playin' bring a nickel tap your feet. Down On The Corner out in the street. Willy and the poor boys are playin' bring a nickel tap your feet. Down On The Corner out in the street. Willy and the poor boys are playin' bring a nickel tap your feet. Down On The Corner out in the street. Willy and the poor boys are playin' bring a nickel tap your feet. |
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| 3:55 |
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Well, beat the drum and hold the phone - the sun came out today! We're born again, there's new grass on the field. A-roundin' third, and headed for home, it's a brown-eyed handsome man; Anyone can understand the way I feel. CHORUS: Oh, put me in, Coach - I'm ready to play today; Put me in, Coach - I'm ready to play today; Look at me, I can be Centerfield. Well, I spent some time in the Mudville Nine, watchin' it from the bench; You know I took some lumps when the Mighty Casey struck out. So Say Hey Willie, tell Ty Cobb and Joe DiMaggio; Don't say "it ain't so", you know the time is now. CHORUS Yeah! I got it, I got it! Got a beat-up glove, a homemade bat, and brand-new pair of shoes; You know I think it's time to give this game a ride. Just to hit the ball and touch 'em all - a moment in the sun; (pop) It's gone and you can tell that one goodbye! CHORUS CHORUS Yeah! |
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| 4:25 |
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Two-lane Shinin' in the july dust Heat risin' off the road Out in front of my truck Pulled my pick-up over the hill Down the slide gravel through the cat-tails Give me those swamp river days again Sat down in the shade of a cotton wood tree Pretty soon the swamp critters' callin' me Skinny river kids swim in my mind Hucklebums on cane-pole time Give me those swamp river days again Old memories out in the crick Playin' hooky with a hobo stick Old memories startin' to fade Take me away Cody river playin' on the radio Takes me back to a girl I used to know Sweet Susie do you think about me That was good as it's ever gonna be Give me those swamp river days again Give me those swamp river days again |
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| 3:42 |
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Ooh, let's go ridin' Cruisin' down the open road We can put the top down Listen to the radio Big ol' Buick And a big ol' sky Wheels on fire And I'll tell you why I got a hot rod heart Ooh, let's go prowlin' Sneakin' like we used to do Way back in the country Cut across the cornfields too Big ol' Harley And a big ol' moon Big ol' 'gator Puttin' on the zoom I got a hot rod heart Got a one-way ticket to the open road Come on Got a red line engine And I'm rarin' to go Put the pedal to the metal If you want to ride If you want to ride Let's go Ooh, let's go ridin' Rollin' down the open road We can put the top down Listen to the radio Big ol' Buick And a big ol' sky Wheels on fire And I'll tell you why I got a hot rod heart Got a one-way ticket to the open road Come on Got a red line engine And I'm rarin' to go Put the pedal to the metal If you want to ride If you want to ride Let's go Ooh, let's go ridin' |
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| 4:23 |
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He take the thunder from the mountain, he take the lightning from the sky, He bring the strong man to his begging knee, he make the young girl's mama cry. You got to hidey-hide, you got to jump and run; You got to hidey-hidey-hide, the Old Man is down the road. He got the voices speak in riddles, he got the eye as black as coal, He got a suitcase covered with rattlesnake hide, and he stands right in the road. You got to hidey-hide, you got to jump up run away; You got to hidey-hidey-hide, the Old Man is down the road. Aaah! He make the river call your lover, he make the barking of the hound, Put a shadow 'cross the window, when the Old Man comes around. You got to hidey-hide, you got to jump and run again; You got to hidey-hidey-hide, the Old Man is down the road. The Old Man is down the road. Aaah! You got ta, you got ta, you got ta, hidey-hidey-hide! |
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| 2:19 |
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I see a bad moon a-rising. I see trouble on the way. I see earth quakes and lightnin'. I see bad times today. Don't go 'round tonight it's bound and take your life, there's a bad moon on the rise. I hear hurricanes a-blowing, I know the end is coming soon. I fear rivers over flowing. I hear the voice of rage and ruin. Don't go 'round tonight it's bound and take your life, there's a bad moon on the rise. Hope you got your things together. Hope you are quit prepared to die. Look's like we're in for nasty weather. One eye is taken for an eye. Don't go 'round tonight it's bound and take your life, there's a bad moon on the rise. |
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| 4:11 |
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Some folks are born made to wave the flag, Ooh, they're red, whit and blue. And when the band plays "Hail to the chief", they point the cannon right at you. It ain't me, it ain't me. I ain't no senator's son. It ain't me, it ain't me. I ain't no fortunate one. Some folks are born silver spoon in hand, Lord don't they help themselves. But when the tax man comes to the door, Lord, the house looks like a rummage sale. It ain't me, it ain't me. I ain't no millionaire's son. It ain't me, it ain't me. I ain't no fortunate one. Some folks inherit star spangled eyes, Ooh, they send you down to war. And when you ask them, "How much should we give?" They only answer "More! More! More!" It ain't me, it ain't me. I ain't no military son. It ain't me, it ain't me. I ain't no fortunate one. It ain't me, it ain't me. I ain't no Fortunate Son. |
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| 4:02 |
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Left a good job in the city, Workin' for the man every night and day, And I never lost one minute of sleepin', Worryin' 'bout the way things might have been. Big wheel keep on turnin', Proud Mary keep on burnin', Rollin', rollin', rollin' on the river. Cleaned a lot of plates in Memphis, Pumped a lot of pain down in New Orleans, But I never saw the good side of the city, 'Til I hitched a ride on a river boat queen. Big wheel keep on turnin', Proud Mary keep on burnin',Rollin', rollin', rollin' on the river. Rollin', rollin', rollin' on the river. If you come down to the river, Bet you gonna find some people who live. You don't have to worry 'cause you have no money, People on the river are happy to give. Big wheel keep on turnin', Proud Mary keep on burnin', Rollin', rollin', rollin' on the river. Rollin', rollin', rollin' on the river. Rollin', rollin', rollin' on the river. Rollin', rollin', rollin' on the river. |
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| 2:54 |
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Seven Thirty Seven comin' out of the sky. Oh! Won't you take me down to Memphis on a midnight ride, I wanna move. [Chorus:] Playin' in a Travelin' Band. Yeah! Well, I'm flyin' 'cross the land, try'in' to get a hand, Playin' in a Travelin' Band. Take me to the hotel, Baggage gone, oh, well. Come on, come on, won't you get me to my room, I wanna move. [Chorus] Listen to the radio, Talkin' 'bout the last show. Someone got excited, Had to call the State Militia, Wanna move. [Chorus] Oh! WOW! Here we come again on a Saturday night Oh with your fussin' and a fightin' Won't you get me to the rhyme, I wanna move. [Chorus] Oh! WOW! Oh! I'm playin' in a Travelin' Band; Playin' in a Travelin' Band. Won't you get me, take me hand Well, I'm playin' in a Travelin' Band, Well, I'm flyin' 'cross the land. Tryin' to get a hand, Playin' in a Travelin' Band, OH! WOW! Hey! |
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