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| 3:37 | 
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(Gary L. Yoder & G.R. Grelecki)
Yeah! I like the way you smile And carry on I'd like to take it inside Alright now But a fool I'd never be There's no time Yeah, for you and me. One day with you When you call me old Gonna pull out, baby And leave you on your own Cause a fool I'd never be There is no time For you and me Oh, Alright (Yeah) I need some poor other baby Got to see about me I want a babe in the movies Under me Got to stretch out cookin' I can set you free Cause a fool I'd never be Cause a fool I'd never be Yeh-yeh, yeah. |
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| 2. |
| 3:36 | 
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| 3. |
| 3:27 |
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(Delaney Bramlett & MacDavis)
I packed everything I own And I put it in a knapsack I'm leaving Birmingham, yes I am And I ain't lookin' back I bought me a guitar and I wrote a song I played it for the D.J. on the telephone. Going out to Hollywood, feeling good, yes I am Hello L.A., bye bye Birmingham Alright! Riding on a Greyhound bus 'Cross the Tennessee borderline Eating from a Po' Boy sandwich Taking drinks from a quart of wine I got to get off at the very last stop My ticket's only good to Little Rock. Going out to Hollywood, feeling good, yes I am Hello L.A., bye bye Birmingham. I got mixed up with a big city woman in Little Rock I had to spend a week one time in the county jail I had to take a two-day job to get my guitar out of hock That's the way it goes when you got no dough to make bail. I ran out of transportation funds, I had to hitchhike I caught me a ride with a tattooed dude on a motorbike People gonna know when I'm in town Heads are gonna turn when they hear my sound. Going out to Hollywood, feeling good, yes I am Hello L.A., bye bye Birmingham Ow, Uh! You know that I'm tired of going down I believe I'm gonna leave this town I'm leaving Birmingham, Yes I am Yes I am, Yes I am! Hello L.A., bye bye Birmingham Hello L.A., bye bye Birmingham Hello L.A., bye bye Birmingham Hello L.A., bye bye Birmingham Bye bye Birmingham Bye bye Birmingham Bye bye Birmingham Bye bye Birmingham Bye bye Birmingham! |
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| 5:59 |
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(Bruce Stephens)
All those weekend images tuggin' in the fog Midnight flood your eyes off just to buy me a jug Weekend soon behind me telling me to explore Come on Saturday freedom open up your door. (One day a week just isn't enough.) Evening's at the bus stop With the traffic lights so red While the day's ships hunger Faces filled with dread At tomorrow's sunrise Each must resume his task Do they break my soul Medusa I just gotta ask. (One day a week just isn't enough.) Saturday Freedom always soon fades Do me a favor, Please stay away Saturday freedom, six days to behold Don't leave so quickly, You never grow old. Wooo-wooo Ahh, Wooo-wooo Ahh Wooo-wooo Ahh, Wooo-wooo Ahh Wooo-wooo Ahh, Wooo-wooo Ahh Wooo-wooo Ahh, Wooo-wooo Ahh! I think that it's mistaken to say freedom's unsold And if you feel the same way too, Truth is never told I can't wait, We just gotta have it Hey, but it's free Come on Saturday freedom Give my girl to me. (One day a week just isn't enough.) Saturday Freedom always soon fades Do me a favor, Please stay away Joys of the kill are ours to hold Saturday freedom, mine to behold Saturday freedom, six days to behold Don't leave so quickly, Never grow old Saturday freedom seven days a week Saturday freedom seven days a week I want it, Saturday freedom seven days a week Saturday freedom seven days a week Saturday freedom seven days a week Gimme Saturday freedom seven days a week Saturday freedom seven days a week Saturday freedom seven days a week. |
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| 3:16 |
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| 6. |
| 2:44 |
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(Dickie Peterson & Ralph Burns Kellogg)
Here they come flyin' down the street Pack in all the people that they meet Hello Miss Simon, Show me around Gay Paris was quite a town. Yes, I know all about your scene I heard all about you rock and roll queens Yes, I have. Heads of Mary, the girls are back in town You know I know that things won't be the same No more black days out in the cold Good news coming, You just been told. Yes, I know all about your scene I heard all about you rock and roll queens Whew! Rock and roll is quite a scene But wait till you meet those rock and roll queens Good news coming, I just been told No more black days out in the cold No, wheeeww, whew! Here they come flyin' down the street Pack in all the people that they meet Hello Miss Smith, You show me around Gay Paris was quite a town. Yes, I heard all about your scene I know all about you rock and roll queens Yes, I do Whoa! |
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| 2:52 |
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(Ralph Burns Kellogg)
Turn yourself around Stop looking at the ground Things will be much better if you try When I feel your love next to mine I forget about space and time. Sing yourself a happy song Things aren't always, always wrong We can make it better if we try When things are good and things are bad Our love is all we really have. When the cloud is past away And the sun comes out to stay I'll remember days like this with you When we made things better cause we tried Then our love is stronger deep inside. |
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| 3:38 |
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(Dickie Peterson & Ralph Burns Kellogg)
Well you can buy most anything With money in your hand But one thing I'd like I'd like to have you understand. You can't buy love from a natural man No, you can't buy love from a natural man Well you can buy most anything With money in your hand But you can't buy the love of a natural man. (oh) The lovin' that I give It's so heavy so I'm told To know that you can't buy it Can't touch it with no pot of gold. You can't buy the love of a natural man No, you can't buy the love of a natural man Well you can buy most anything (You can't buy, you can't buy, you can't buy, oooh, oooh, oooh) With money in your hand But you can't buy the love of a natural man Whoa no, oh, hey. Well you can buy most anything (You can't buy, you can't buy, you can't buy, oooh, oooh, oooh) With money in your hand But you can't buy the love of a natural man. You can take all my love Well you can take it for what it's worth But but you'd never buy the sun You'll never buy the salt of the earth, no, no. You can't buy love from this natural man No, you can't buy the love of this natural man Well you can buy most anything (You can't buy, you can't buy, you can't buy, oooh, oooh, oooh) With money in your hand But you can't buy the love of this natural man. |
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| 3:58 |
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| 4:18 |
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(Gary L. Yoder & G.R. Grelecki)
I try so hard to be your lovin' man I do what you want me, I do But a man needs a woman, He don't wanna share So girl what's wrong with you You been lyin', cheatin', runnin' around Honey, what you want me to do This man needs a woman, He don't wanna share So who's hiding under my bed. She said: "Honey, you must be mistaken There's nobody takin' your place" I said, Lord, Lord, she had the same old story I had to hear it over again She said, Lord, no, she had the same old story I had to hear it over again. Oh. I try so hard to be your lovin' man I do what you want me, I do But a man needs a woman, He don't wanna share So honey, what's wrong with you She said: "Honey, you must be mistaken There's no man takin' your place" I said, Lord, Lord, she had the same old story I had to hear it over again. I said, Lord, Lord, she had the same old story I had to hear it over again. I said, Lord knows, she had the same old story I had to hear it over again. I said, Lord, Lord, she had the same old story I had to hear it over again. I said, Lord, Lord, she had the same old story I had to hear it over again. I said, Lord, Lord, she had the same old story I had to hear it over again. I said, Lord knows, she had the same old story I had to hear it over again. I said, Lord knows, she had the same old story I had to hear it over again. I said, Lord, Lord, she had the same old story I had to hear it over again. I said, Lord, Lord, she had the same old story I had to hear it over again. "Now I ain't been lyin' and cheatin' and runnin' around baby, I ain't been doin' none of those things, and there ain't been nobody hiding underneath no bed nowhere, cause I ain't been nothin' but a true fine woman, and I'm gonna have the same old story, I'm gonna have the same old story over again, cause honey you must be mistaken, there ain't no man takin' your place, oh Lord, baby I want you to hear me, there ain't, I said there sure ain't, I said there ain't no man, I said there ain't no man takin' your place baby, I said, I said there ain't no man under your bed, I said baby, I said baby I love you, oh man I been tryin' hard to, I'm gonna do what you want me to do, oh shit! come here honey, I show you how to do something, I show you how to mess around." I said, Lord, Lord, she had the same old story I had to hear it over again. I said, Lord, Lord, she had the same old story I had to hear it over again. Quack! |
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