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(J.J. Cale)
Now my gal don't like them red red roses She don't like perfume Now my gal ain't got no fancy notions She just likes to make love all night And sleep all afternoon Now my gal don't drive no Cadillac car She's got no place to go She's just undecided Fake it through the day "The night time is the right time you know" She can't sing and she can't dance She can't walk too well She can't cook and she can't sew But boy she can sure raise hell My my my, She sure gets high My my my my my |
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(J.J. Cale)
Chains of love, won't let me be They keep haunting, haunting me Free my mind, from their vice Chains of love, cold as ice That old key, I've yet to find That unlocks, those ties of mine Ain't no way (ain't no way) I am told (I am told) No you cannot (no you cannot) Break the hold (break the hold) Chains of love (chains of love) Won't let me be (won't let me be) They keep haunting (they keep haunting) Haunting me (haunting me) Once you get down, you will know They won't ever ever, let you go Chains of love, all wrapped in now Break this bond, I don't know how Chains of love, will follow you Don't matter, what you do Free my mind, from this vice Chains of love, cold as ice Chains of love, won't let me be They keep haunting, haunting me Free my mind, from their vice Chains of love, cold as ice That old key, I've yet to find That unlocks, those ties of mine Chains of love, won't let me be They keep haunting, haunting me |
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(J.J. Cale)
She's on the grounds, that's what they say I heard the news only yesterday She's on the prowl like a siamese cat I hope I'm where it's at She's got a lover It's a guarantee That her new lover It ain't me She's got a lover That's what I'm told She got a lover I'm out in the cold She's on the grounds, that's what they say I heard the news only yesterday She's on the prowl like a siamese cat I must not be where it's at She's got a lover Puts her in a trance She's got a lover I ain't got a chance She's got a lover It's a guarantee That her new lover It ain't me She's got a lover That's what i'm told She got a lover I'm out in the cold |
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(J.J. Cale)
One step forward and two steps back Been carrying them bricks upon my back Bossman told me you ain't getting paid 'til the house is built and the bricks are laid It's made out of wood, made out of stone I'm building that man a fancy home That's the way it is let me tell you jack It's one step forward and two steps back Working man he got a row to hoe He's up in the morning and down the road Carry them bricks and carry that stone Making that man a fancy home Rich man he don't work no more Talks on the phone to his stockbroker That's the way it is let me tell you jack It's one step forward and two steps back Well I'm not a thinking man you see And I'm not looking for no sympathy But one of these days I'll get my fill Be down the road and over the hill I won't carry them bricks again And I won't do it for any man If I use my brain instead of my back I'll be two steps forward and one step back That's the way it is let me tell you jack It's one step forward and two steps back |
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(J.J. Cale)
Stone river Water ain't runnin' no more Stone river Water ain't runnin' no more Man he done cut if off And moved it all around There ain't no river runnin' No water can't be found Stone river Water ain't runnin' no more Fish ain't swimmin' Ain't no fish around nowhere Fish ain't swimmin' Ain't nobody seem to care They botteled up and dammed it Choked it up and jammed it Killed the life around it And stole it like a bandit Stone river Water ain't runnin' no more What used to be a river Now is just an empty site Ain't no vegetation It's just an agitation It don't seem right There ain't no trees a growin' No animals are showin' What used to be a stream Is now just a dream Stone river Water ain't runnin' nowhere Stone river Water ain't runnin' no more Man he done cut it off And moved it all around There ain't no river runnin' No water can't be found Stone river Water ain't runnin' no more They botteled up and dammed it Choked it up and jammed it Killed the life around it And stole it like a bandit Stone river Water ain't runnin' no more There ain't no trees a growin' No animals are showin' What used to be a stream Is now just a dream Stone river Water ain't runnin' nowhere Stone river Water ain't runnin' no more |
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(J.J. Cale)
Have you heard the news that's going 'round here The man in charge has got to go Cause he dances 'round the problem, boy And the problem is the man in charge you know Now, the young knows what I'm talking 'bout It's a con in the old man's game The man in charge, he don't know what he's doing He don't know the world has changed Power seems to be so far up The man on the street ain't got a clue The high top cats running your life Think the problem is me and you Born in a time that has gone by The old tell the young what to do Have you heard the news that's going 'round here The problem is the man in charge of you The problem is the man in charge of you Power seems to be so far up The man on the street ain't got a clue The high top cats running your life Think the problem is me and you Have you heard the news that's going 'round here The man in charge has to go The man in charge has got to go The man in charge has to go |
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(J.J. Cale)
She said she had no money But he was in doubt He told her, "I used to be in too" But now he was out "Spare some small change lady And I'll be on my way" She looked into his eyes And deep in his soul I know she was wondering If he was in control She muttered to herself, "Those beggars, Where do they all come from?" He said, "I'm not a homeless man I'm a gypsy by trade And I'm travelling this land I'm not a homeless man" He moved through the streets With his headband low Never thinking he would never see That woman again, you know Just sleeping in the doorways And alleys like he always had The years rolled by And later on He spotted an old woman All tattered and worn Hard times had got her Her clothes were ragged and old She said, "I'm not a homeless woman I'm a gypsy by trade And I'm travelling this land I'm not a homeless woman" Sometime in the daytime Sometimes at night You will see a couple walking They'll come into sight Pushing their carts And holding hands If you ask to help They'll just run away Like little children, out to play And if you ask, "Who are you" They'll always say "I'm not a homeless man I'm a gypsy by trade And I'm travelling this land She's not a homeless woman I'm not a homeless man" |
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(J.J. Cale)
Once a day, everyday Sometimes all night long She moves her body next to mine To the rythm of this song They call her May, some call her June She just needs a dancer No matter what day you call her now I call her fancy dancer Fancy dancer The way she moves, I say If you ask, she will consent To fancy dance all day No man has ever lasted out The night along with her The pace's too quick, the heat's too hot She dances in a blur When the sun begins to fade You might have a chance To meet the lady of the night She is the fancy dancer Fancy dancer The way she moves, I say If you ask, she will consent To fancy dance all day She draws attention from anyone Who happens on her scent It's mostly men who want to try out The dancing queen Fancy dancer The way she moves, I say If you ask, she will consent To fancy dance all day |
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(J.J. Cale)
Rio de Janeiro Hot wind of brazilian nights Rio de Janeiro I tip my sombrero on a tan girl in the moonlight Their close encounters make a man Feel just right Rio de Janeiro The steamy place That you are Rio de Janeiro I've come to love you from afar To touch the water of your sea Feel your sensuality Walk your boulevards Sao Paulo, Brazilia I've been there before They make me think of just a girl next door They don't have your sexual groove Rio, Rio puts me in that mood Rio de Janeiro Your sultry rythms get me up Rio de Janeiro If I could drink from your cup I need a shot Your pulse is hot Rio, Rio you're so corrupt I'm just a lonely caballero I'm just a lonely, lonely man I'm just a lonely caballero Tryin' to make it to your land Rio de Janeiro Rio de Janeiro To touch the water of your sea Feel your sensuality Walk your boulevards |
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A hundred miles is not too far Unless you have to walk Life, it seems, is like a dream Until you have to talk Don't wonder for a moment If you win or lose Just stop and stay, and watch the day And listen to these blues If it don't work for you, girl Put it off your mind If you drink anew from the well You find the bottom line A fancy woman told me John, you're bound to do this So I just stay and watch the day And sing these lonesome blues The blues is not a song you sing It is a way of life I've hung around them bar rooms, girl Almost all my life The men, they all are gamblers They take all they can use So if I find no peace of mind I'll settle for these blues |
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(J.J. Cale)
Rattlin' rattlin' rattlin' round, all this talk and making sounds Talkin' fast, talkin' low, we called him Motormouth He say you called, he say it's you, it's anything that you can use If you need it, need it now, he'll be there, Motormouth I know you see him everywhere, in your face he's always here If you try to back away, he'll just say, "Hey! Gotta a tip for you man, listen to the understanding Now if you can't endure the life, I'm Motormouth, I'm on your side" He's real quick to advise, stretch the truth and tell you lies Never, never talkin' slow, Motormouth is on the go Needs some paper really quick, he'll take you down his mini slate He's got the balls, he's got the clout, alway talkin', Motormouth I know you see him everywhere, in your face he's always here If you try to back away, he'll just say, "Hey! Gotta a tip for you man, listen to the understanding Now if you're down the road of life, I'm Motormouth, I'm on your side" Rattlin' rattlin' rattlin' round, all this talk and making sounds Talkin' fair, let's talk tomorrow, we called him Motormouth |
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(J.J. Cale)
Blues for Mama Blues for Mama It just seems wrong, to sing this song 'cos she's not here, where she belongs Blues for Mama Blues for Mama Rest her soul, she's grown so cold Her touch is like the winter snow Blues for Mama Blues for Mama She went away only yesterday I cound't help What can I say Blues for Mama Blues for Mama Blues for Mama Blues for Mama She made her run She can't be done She's the only one Blues for Mama Blues for Mama |
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(J.J. Cale)
Sittin' around here pickin' my banjo Thinking about love and the aftertought All those days we had together What was what and what was not You and I we were so crazy Going from here back to there Now I'm thinking 'bout tomorrow Or the who's who and what was where Bye 'n bye from now on time will shift and we'll be gone It don't matter anyway Another song Another day Those old days were oh so clever You and I and that old friend Thinkin' we were all together We didn't know what never end What future is I'll never know It is to me a no show Yesterday has just went by I tried to go but it wants to fly Bye 'n bye from now on time will shift and we'll be gone It don't matter anyway Another song Another day |
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