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Nazareth
Sad to be alone Your only comfort is the telephone Homesick again Thoughts of far away Silence is the only way to say Ain't it a shame What's goin' down, she don't understand Can't you be with her every night Why must it be, you're away so long But she plays along, and it's alright People all around You don't see or hear them make a sound It's not the same What's goin' down, she don't understand Can't you be with her every night Why must it be, you're away so long But she plays along, and it's alright Countin' out the days That don't help to ease the days away The price you pay Homesick again (WORDS AND MUSIC BY NAZARETH) COPYRIGHT 1975 JENEVIEVE MUSIC (BMI) |
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Nazareth
We only came here to play rock'n'roll Share some times with some people we know Drink some wine Give us some time We aint no wise boys we aint no fools We tried to play clean and keep to the rules We take and we give, just playin' our gig But we got laid over Ya we was done over Somebody tell us what's goin' down Don't need another Vancouver shakedown Six miles high, six miles along Chasin' the sun we've come to sing you a song Deliver our goods We're just rock'n'roll dudes All these behind us, and one more to go Fly to Vancouver, to do the lastshow It's got to be good, like we know that it should But we got laid over Ya we was doneover Somebody tell us what's goin' down Don't need another Vancouver shakedown Vancouver shakedown Vancouver shakedown We only came here to play rock'n'roll Share some times with some people we know Drink some wine Give us some time But we got laid over Ya we was done over Somebody tell us what's goin' down Don't need another Vancouver shakedown Vancouver shakedown Vancouver shakedown Vancouver shakedown Vancouver shakedown Vancouver shakedown Vancouver shakedown (WORDS AND MUSIC BY NAZARETH) COPYRIGHT 1975 JENEVIEVE MUSIC (BMI) |
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Nazareth
Born under the wrong sign Trouble is my middle name Born under the wrong sign Every day turns out the same But it's so hard to see the light When you're born under the wrong sign Wrong sign Wrong sign Cast out'a the wrong mold Sorry is no way that I feel Cast out'a the wrong mold Singin' my blues is for real But it's so hard to see the light When you're born under the wrong sign Born under the wrong sign Trouble is my middle name Born under the wrong Every day turns out the same But it's so hard to see the light When you're born under the wrong sign Wrong sign Wrong sign (WORDS AND MUSIC BY NAZARETH) COPYRIGHT 1975 JENEVIEVE MUSIC (BMI) |
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Nazareth
Lovely Loretta I'd like to know you better Sure would like to know what's Goin' on in your head Sweet juicy Lucy go crazy if you chose me Sure would like to help you Stop fallin' out'a your bed Lovely Loretta you know I'm scared to bet ya I don't know if I went if I'd win or I'd lose Stronger tha whiskey, ya got to be a Frisky But ya got something I'd really, like to use Lovely Loretta I saw ya in a magazine Set my details to the gettin' scene Lovely Loretta you're lookin' so good to me Helps to make my dreams reality Lovely Loretta, you know I've got to get ya You know that its only a simple matter of time Save my sanity,Oh , girl you gotta use me Loretta come and help me stop goin' out'a my mind Loretta come and help me stop goin' out'a my mind Lovely Loretta Lovely Loretta Lovely Loretta (WORDS AND MUSIC BY NAZARETH) COPYRIGHT 1975 JENEVIEVE MUSIC (BMI) |
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Here I am, sitting on my porch Thinkin' my life has got to be beyond reproach Have I forgot some friends close to me Real ones that don't use me And does my woman love me now Like she loved me then Here I am,my defenses are down Will she remember me when I'm not around Will she still dream by me Or will she find a new life Will I ever get used, to being alone at night I'll never know, but would it do me any good if I did Life is a strange brew, maybe we should not lift the lid Lift the lid I'll never know, but would it do me any good if I did Life is a strange brew, maybe we should not lift the lid Lift the lid (WORDS AND MUSIC BY NAZARETH) COPYRIGHT 1975 JENEVIEVE MUSIC (BMI) |
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> Some beat me like a drum
Some stroke me like a guitar Some shake me like a tambourine Some beat me into the wall In the song of my life Baby, you're the violin Some blow me like a horn Some slide me like a trombone Some smoke me like a tuba dude Some cut me like a saxophone In the song of my life Baby, you're the violin When you touch me like you touch me Don't it feel like a summer breeze When you lay down in my lonely soul, ya It brings me to my knees Think I'm makin' love to you Sweet Baby, Ya When you touch me like you touch me Well, don't it feel like a summer breeze When you lay down in my lonely soul, ya It brings me to my knees Think I'm makin' love to you Sweet Baby, Ya Some beat me like a drum Some stroke me like a guitar Sh-sh-sh-shake me like a tambourine Some beat me into the wall In the song of my life Baby, you're the violin In the song of my life Baby, you're the violin |
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