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There is a house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun It's been the ruin of many poor girls And me, oh God, am one If you had listened to what your momma said You'd be at home today But I was young and foolish, oh Lord You let a gambler lead you astray Go tell my baby sister Don't do as I have done But shun that house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun I'm going back to New Orleans Your race is almost run I'm going back to lay my head Beneath that rising sun There is a house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun It's been the ruin of many poor girls And me, I'm one, oh God And me, oh God, am one You poor girl, you are one |
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For you, my friend, I'd do anything
Shine your shoes, anything Lose your blues, make love to you Take you under my wing, anything For you, my hero, I'd do anything Paint your picture, anything Kiss your photograph even though I know you'd laugh Stand beneath your wings, Oh, anything And for you, my love, I would do anything Kiss your feet and everything Suffer your pain but I'd ride your train Spread our tiny wings, baby, anything And for you, my son, I'd do everything Protect your mind from everything I could read your lies, dry tears from your eyes Spread your tiny wings, anything 'Cause everything is anything And everything is anything |
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When I think of all the good times that I've wasted having good times
When I think of all the good time that 's been wasted having good times When I was drinkin' I should've been thinkin' When I was fighting I could've done the right thing All of that boozin' I was really losin' Good times Good times When I think of all the good time that's been wasted having good times When I think of all the good time that's been wasted having good times All of my lying I remember her crying My useless talkin' I couldv'e been walkin' Instead of complainin' I couldv'e been gainin' Good times Yes, here we all are having a jolly good time And everything is working out fine, ha ha ha ha ha Useless talkin' All that walkin All of my sinnin' I could've been winnin' I have it too easy And its a beginning of good times Good times I said good times Talking bout good times |
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The neon sign flashes,
Leaves its mark against the wall The TV is silent And will stay that way until dawn The sheets are so cold, The telephone is dumb And I'm so very far from my home In the dark I hear a siren It screams across the night Someone else is in trouble I am not the only one The cigarette glows, I'm all alone And I'm so very far from my home I would leave here tomorrow But I know I've got to stay If only you were here with me I'm holding on to every memory, memory Memory, memory, memory, memory… It is four o'clock in the morning, The sun begins to rise Another day I have to face, Baby, I'm so dissatisfied Breakfast is served The morning news is heard And I'm so very far from my home Yes, I'm so very far from my home Yes, I'm so very far from my home So very… Well, I'm so very far, far away from home So very… |
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The sound of Muddy Waters and the voice of Jimmy Reed
When Ray Charles moans It's all meat on that same bone It's all meat on just one bone When Miles Davis blows his horn, When Ravi Shankar plays It's all down home But it's all meat on the same bone It's all meat on just one bone When Erkel Darbies walks, When Eric Clapton talks There's only one place it can come from And it's all meat on the same bone All meat, same bone, Do it! Don't you listen to none of them jive hip squares Try to tell you where the blues is from 'Cause the blues is from the whole wide world Deep within the souls of men. When Muhammad Ali gets mad When an Irishman drinks It's all for a woman It's all for his home It's all meat on the same bone It's all meat, same bone It's all meat, same bone Same bone, same thing It's all soul, It's all meat… |
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Man, Woman, Desire, Love
Love one another Can true love last forever? Man, Woman, Desire, Love They both agree…Yes, it can Be my woman….I'll be your man Man, Woman, Desire, Love 'Baby, is there something wrong with you? You don't do the things you used to do' 'I'm sorry baby, it's just I've been drinking, I need some rest' That's when she starts really thinking Man, Woman, Tired, Love He still loves her and thats a fact But he can't help the way he acts She feels it now and she turns to ice He sees an old friend for some advice Man, Friend, 'Work things out' 'Okay baby, shoot, lets get things off your chest I know what you need, you need a damn good rest Now I know a chick, she's cool and she's a good friend' ...THIS IS THE BEGINNING OF THE END... He hesitates, he thinks, ahh, I'll take a chance Well, whats wrong with taking a chick to a dance? ...NOTHING... Whats wrong with taking a lady home? ...NOTHING... 'Stay awhile baby, it's all right, we're quite alone' Well, what's wrong with that? ...PLENTY... Man in heaven...temporarily Woman….Worried He arrives home very very late and she is staring at the wall She says, 'How was the meetin' tonight honey? Did you have a ball?' He says to her, 'No, it was a drag. Me and the fellas just got a little stoned. I got a little drowsy and I couldn't find my way home.' She says, 'Yeah, I know.' ...SHE KNOWS... And he knows that she knows Now she's got to work really fast If their love is going to last Talkin' it over would only be a drag She's got to pull some tricks out of her feminine bag Ha, all right Comes morning she's home and dry And her man sleeps on, satisfied, And this is the story of Man, Woman, Desire, Love Man, Woman, Desire, Love Man, Man Woman, woman, woman, Desire Love Set your soul on fire... |
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from Eric Burdon - Wind Of Change (1967)
Hmm, aahhhh
I see a red door and I want to paint it black No colors in my life, you better turn them black I see them walking by dressed in their colorful clothes My happiness de? No more will my grey sea turn a deeper blue I cannot foresee this thing happening to you No I see people walking by dressed their summer clothes I see them strolling by, my happiness ? Turn it black Yeah yeah yeah yeah I said I know baby Everything is black I know Since you been gone Eveything is black before my eyes Baby eh Everything is black I know Turn to me And help me see again baby Help me walk once more And help me talk again, walk again Stand up like a man baby Since you been gone, gone There is no color in my life baby Its turning so very very ? black Humph, I walk down the street And I see a line of cars Maybe blue, maybe brown, maybe green But their turning black Before my very eyes And you could not know What its like when your whole world is black When everything you see and touch Turns so very very black hmm Oh baby now I need you by my side Bring some color into my life Once again I even tripped down and fell Didn't see no colors anymore baby Bad, bad scene And I have to tell you baby No more will my grey sea go turn a deeper blue I cannot foresee this thing ever happening to you No I see people walking by me They're all going in different directions I see them strolling by and my heart splinters like a flame Turning black baby Turning black I know Everything Since you've been gone is turning black, turning black, turning black, turning black, turning black Yeah yeah yeah yeah, baby Oh lord, oh babe, whoa lord, help me see again, baby Help me walk, talk, walk stand up like a man I know Need you standing by my side Because I'm blind and I cannot see Color blind I'm color blind Paint everything so black Go ahead and paint it black baby Everyhing is black black, black, its turning black I know Need some color in my life... |
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Strobe light beam, creates dreams
Walls move, minds do too On a warm San Franciscan night Old child , young child Feel all right On a warm San Franciscan night Angels sing, leather wings Jeans of blue, Harley Davidson's too On a warm San Franciscan night Old angel, young angel Feel all right On a warm San Franciscan night I wasn't born there Perhaps I'll die there There's no place left to go San Francisco Cops face is filled with hate Heavens above He's on a street called "Love" When will they ever learn? Old cop, young cop Feel all right On a warm San Franciscan night The children are cool They don't raise fools It's an American dream Includes Indians too |
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ohohohohoh
(gregorian chants) the bell tolls the black plague has struck diseased eyes roll upwards as if knowing which direction their souls will travel (bring out your dead) a woman in black cries as the deathly procession passes by and monks moan en masse ohohohohohoh (gregorian chants) the yet clean peasant pounds upon the castle door for it is safer inside the walls their knocking pounds a dull tone across the quiet, deserted courtyard the bodies of unfortuates bloat in the hot sun outside the castle walls and ones ignorant of all facts plunder the diseased corpses for remaining riches. (bring out your dead) and the bell tolls on a man walks around the castle walls on the outside the light from his lamp dancing shadows as he moves he tends the sick gives comfort to all he can for dying woman and crying man but he feels it most for the children (unclean) tears glisten on his cheek did man ever deserve this death? and not all will die, just the poor for the rich are inside the castle walls and he knows he could be with them and they laugh at this fool of a man through the stone fortress windows and the bell tolls on (unclean) and many deaths and many days later many tears have been cry cried but in vain for tears can never erase the pain of death only time has that talent his hands are now blistered but this man walks on the only element of sanity that the people look to him for answers and he answers all and the bell tolls on inside the castle wall (bring out your dead) the dead are now buried and the plague is at its end life for the people flowers again they breathe fresh air like they did once before and there is not a sound from beyond the castle walls the bell has stopped and only silence is heard and the peasants outside wonder what happened within in their bones they feel something is wrong the bell has been silent much too long for many days not one soul has stirred from the stone fortress where the rich people live no one came and no one went fear can do many strange things and even though water ran low their mouths burnt and bellys caked dry not one person put a foot outside no one had that much courage for they feared the peasants and their world outside so they played it safe and didn't move but one by one they perished and died |
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from Eric Burdon - Wind Of Change (1967)
There are winds of changes blowing
Gathering leaves up in its path And the people who are the leaves Will remain in our hearts With love, till eternity King Elmore was born, So was Duke Ellington Jelly Roll made love Bessie Smith was created in heaven above Robert Johnson sang the blues Shick Webb did those things that only he could do Charlie Christian started a new thing And, oh my, how Billie Holiday could sing… Alan Freed rock and rolled, Joe Turner's voice was very low B.B. King wailed Charlie Parker cried Louis Jordan smiled Ray Charles moaned, Chuck Berry rock and rolled Fats Domino made me feel good Elvis Presley did things that no one thought he could Then came the Beatles, Rolling Stones Whole new thing was going on. Frank Zappa zapped Mamas and Papas knew where it was at They all listened to Ravi Shankar…. Now that we got Jimi Hendrix We know where we are (and Louis Jordan smiled…) And the winds of change go on blowing, blowing, Gathering more and more leaves in its path, As time goes past… Winds of change keep on blowing, Winds of change keep on blowing, Bob Dylan sang about the winds of change Blowing, it's all blowing, the winds of change…. |
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from War - All Day Music (1971)
music is what we like to play
all day all day all day all day all day to soothe your soul down at the beach or a party in town making love or just riding around to soothe your mind down at the beach or a party in town making love or just riding around lets have a picnic go to the park rolling round till long after dark down at the beach or a party in town making love or just riding around lets have a picnic go to the park rolling round till long after dark down at the beach or a party in town making love or just riding around best of war cd -lyrics all day music lets have a picnic go to the park rolling in the grass till long after dark down at the beach |
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Music is what we like to play
All day all day all day all day all day To soothe your soul, yeah Down at the beach y'all parting down Making love or lying around To soothe your mind Music is what we like to play All day all day all day all day all day To soothe your soul, yeah Lets have a picnic go to the park Rolling in the grass 'til long after dark To soothe you soul, yeah instrumental bridge Down at the beach y'all partying down Making love or just lying around Lets have a picnic go to the park Rolling in the grass 'til long after dark Down at the beach y'all partying down Making love or just lying around Lets have a picnic go to the park Rolling in the grass 'til long after dark Down at the beach y'all partying down Making love or just lying around Repeat to fade best of war cd -lyrics all day music War All day music - original LP |
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from War - All Day Music (1971)
Slippin' into darkness
Take my mind beyond the dreams I was slippin' into darkness Take my mind beyond the dreams Where I talk to my brother, oh, oh, oh Who never said their name Slippin' into darkness When I heard my mother say I was slippin' into darkness When I heard my mother say (Hey, what'd she say? What'd she say?) You been slippin' into darkness, oh, oh, oh Pretty soon you're gonna pay, oh, oh, oh, oh |
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Slippin' into darkness
Take my mind beyond the dreams I was slippin' into darkness Take my mind beyond the dreams Where I talk to my brother, oh, oh, oh Who never said their name Slippin' into darkness When I heard my mother say I was slippin' into darkness When I heard my mother say (Hey, what'd she say, what'd she say) You been slippin' into darkness, oh, oh, oh Pretty soon you're gonna pay oh, oh, oh, oh |
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There is a house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun It's been the ruin of many poor girls And me, oh God, am one If you had listened to what your momma said You'd be at home today But I was young and foolish, oh Lord You let a gambler lead you astray Go tell my baby sister Don't do as I have done But shun that house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun I'm going back to New Orleans Your race is almost run I'm going back to lay my head Beneath that rising sun There is a house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun It's been the ruin of many poor girls And me, I'm one, oh God And me, oh God, am one You poor girl, you are one |
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from Eric Burdon & War - The Black Man`S Burdon (1997)
Let?s go bare back ridin? baby, yes.Come on baby, let?s go bare back ridin? right now.Hat on your head, boots on your feet, spurs on your heels, you look so sweet,And this little pony rides so sweet, so sweet, so sweet, so sweet, so sweet!Get on that little pony right now, baby, yes.Get on that little pony, you?ve got to ride.Saddle on her back, bit in her mouth,I?ll head north, she heads south,And if she lose me, you know you?ve just blew it, you blew it,Don?t blow it, don?t blow it, don?t blow!Oh, blow baby. Ow!Yes, I wanna ride.Yea babe, I wanna ride.Come on baby, let me ride with you.Come on baby, let me ride with you.I don?t wanna ride, English-style.I don?t wanna ride, Western-style, oh no.I wanna ride, like Geronimo used to ride.Like Sittin? Bird used to ride. Like Apaches used to ride.I?m talkin? ?bout bare back, bare back ridin?.You can?t get any closer, talkin? ?bout bare back, yea.Talkin? ?bout skin-to-skin, Talkin? ?bout you and me,Talkin? ?bout ridin? in the sunset,Ridin? all night long, yea, all night long, all night long.Grab the pony and ride, Grab that pony and ride,Grab that pony and ride,Grab that pony and ride, Grab that pony, grab that pony, grab that pony, Grab that pony, grab that pony and ride.
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from Eric Burdon & War - The Black Man`S Burdon (1997)
> Throw away your gun,
All it takes to have fun. Throw away your knife, Ain't nobody got it made. Throw away your, Distorted life. Throw away your anger, would save some tears. Throw away your anger, would save some tears. Save the tears from all who are still back there, Who have not seen the love we share. Ooo, baby. Throw away your hunger, I'll feed you. Throw away your anger, I'll soothe you. Throw away your hatred, You've got my hand. Throw away your mis- Understanding. Throw it all away, come with me. Throw it all away, come with me. I'll take you to a place, you will smile. I'll take you to a place, where you will, Where you will, be at peace, be at peace with you, You, yourself. Take me baby. Throw away your grass, Your cocaine too. Throw away your rage, And those blues. You won't need any of that, When I do the things I've got, To say to you will get you high, The things I do will make you cry. Throw away your gun, Your hatchet too. Throw your mad, Body too. Throw it all away, Throw it all away, Come with me, Come with me, Come on let's go with me, Don't hold on, baby, Let go now, let's go now. |
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You hear that soundThat's the sound of little feetRunning away from homeLittle feet are always running away from homeTo find bigger feetAnd they usually end up getting kicked in the headI joined the navy at the age of seventeenThere were lots of places I had not beenI had a dream in my head about a little Japanese girlAnd it wasn't till I sailed halfway 'round the worldYou know, you knowI miss good lookin' women in my home townYou know I miss warm cookin' mama, that you lay downI found myselfOn the 'frisco BayGetting high off the windA different chick every dayIt wasn't till I foundMyself down Mexico wayWith tears in my eyesI was hurt to ?You know, Lord I said...I miss good lookin' women in my home townYou know I miss the home cookin' mama, that you lay downSo here I amA million miles away from homeBut I really do believe someday my time will comeThen I'll return the prodigal sonSpend the rest of my days loving every single last oneYes, I miss good lookin' women in my home townYeah, you know I miss good lookin' women, that you lay downYou know I miss the good cookin' mama, that you used to lay downYou know I miss good lookin' womenWomen, women, women, here women there women everywhereOld MacDonald had a farm on the farm he had some women here,Women there women everywhereNow, women, womenI miss good lookin' women in my hometownI miss good lookin' women that I lay down....
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from Eric Burdon & War - The Black Man`S Burdon (1997)
I've been watching you,
For such a long time. I can't lose your memory, baby, You're always on my mind. Tearin' my day, baby. Weekends too. I just can't lose your memory, baby, Everywhere I look I see you. You got spirit. Spirit, baby. You got, you got spirit. Spirit, baby. Come on, come on, come on, spirit. Spirit, baby. Give it up, give it up, give it up. Yea, yea. Spirit, but I ain't got you. I ain't got you. Blow your horn, blow your horn, baby. Blow your horn, baby. Blow, blow. Ooh your spirit is taunting me, baby. Ooh your spirit is haunting me, baby. Yea. I can't get you, baby, out of my mind (out of my mind). Ooh I can't get you, baby, yea Out of my mind. I swear, I'm goin' crazy, yes I am. I swear I'm goin' crazy, for you. You got what I need so bad, You got what I need so bad. Everywhere I go, baby, all I see is you Staring back at me. Spirit, spirit baby. Spirit, spirit baby. Give it up, give it up, give it up. Yea, yea. Spirit, spirit baby. Come on, come on, come on. Spirit I ain't got you. I wish that I If only I, if only I, if only I, if only I, If I had you, baby, I'd have the world tied in the palm of my hand. Ooh in the palm of my hand, I'd have the world in the palm of my hand If only I had you, if only I, If only I. Maybe you don't know, baby. Maybe you don't know, baby, But you know that love is, love is everywhere, yes it is. Love is, love is everywhere, love is everywhere, love is, love is, love is |
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> Oh, there?s one thing that I?m sure,It?s so proud and it?s so pure.And it comes from deep within,It?s got no hair it?s got no skin.As we travel far and near,We bring the world for you to hear.And the message that we bring,Is the light in the words we sing.And no matter how bad you feel,We got something, they can?t steal.No they can?t, no they can?t, no they can?t,Take away our music, no.No they can?t, no they can?t, no they can?t,Take away our music. In the ghetto, it gets cold,But we got something to warm our souls.Like the blanket of our faith,Keeps us covered when we shake.Though they take my brother?s life,And deny his given rights.Yes, the message will be heard,As the four winds spread the word.And our spirit, they can?t break,?Cause we got power to communicate, yea.No they can?t, no they can?t, no they can?t,Take away our music, Lord.No they can?t, no they can?t, I say, they can?t take our music, music, little baby (unintelligible)But his message is my book, my book, is your book, is everybody?s book. Come on.Music is fine, music is alright, alright with me, yea.Come on, come on, sing it mom, sing it pop, sing it brother, sing it sister. Everybody, come on. Get up on your feet, now, and stomp your feet, clap your hands, come on. Oh.Sing it to your man, sing it to your woman, sing it to your baby, sing it to the sky,Sing to ev?, sing it to the ground, sing it to the earth, my, my, my, my, come on.They can?t take it away, they can?t take it away. Oooo. Come on, come on, come on.
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from Eric Burdon - Sun Secrets & Stop (1997)
(Aaaa...)
(Aaaa...) Love is a burnin' thing And it makes a fiery ring Bound by wild desire, I fell into your ring of fire I fell into that burnin' ring of fire I went down, down, down And the flames got higher And it burns, burns, burns That ring of fire The ring of fire The taste of love is sweet When souls like ours meet I fell for you like a little child, Oh, and the flames got wild I fell into that burnin' ring of fire I went down, down, down And the flames, they got higher And it burns ,burns, burns That ring of fire The ring of fire (Aaaa...) (Aaaa...) (Aaaa...) (Aaaa...) I fell into that burnin' ring of fire I went down, down, down And the flames, they got higher And it burns, burns, burns That ring of fire That ring of fire I fell into that burnin' ring of fire I went down, down, down And the flames, they got higher And it burns, burns, burns That ring of fire That ring of fire (Aaaa...) Well...burn Let me burn in your ring of fire (Aaaa...) Look out, baby And the flames get higher and higher and higher, yeah (Aaaa...) Let me burn in your ring of fire God knows I'm burnin', baby (Aaaa...) And the flames get higher And the flames get higher (Aaaa...) And the flames get higher and higher and higher, yeah In the ring of fire (Aaaa...) In the burnin' ring of fire Burnin' ring of fire (Aaaa...) The fire that burns is the fire that learns (Aaaa...) Oh, burnin' right now,baby, Burnin' up in the ring of fire, yeah (Aaaa...)Well, I'm burnin', baby Said, I'm burnin', baby |
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from War - Anthology 1970-1994 (1999)
music is what we like to play
all day all day all day all day all day to soothe your soul down at the beach or a party in town making love or just riding around to soothe your mind down at the beach or a party in town making love or just riding around lets have a picnic go to the park rolling round till long after dark down at the beach or a party in town making love or just riding around lets have a picnic go to the park rolling round till long after dark down at the beach or a party in town making love or just riding around best of war cd -lyrics all day music lets have a picnic go to the park rolling in the grass till long after dark down at the beach |
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Don't let no one, no one get you down
Cause if they do, if they do I'll be around I want you near standing here by my side So my dear wipe those tears from your eyes Don't let no one, no one get you down Cause if they do, if they do, I'll be around I wanna see you round me all the time I want you to know that I am yours and you are mine Don't let nobody get you down Don't let nobody get you down I'll keep you free I'll bring you up, never down You keep me happy all the time You keep me happy, happy, all the time You you you you you you, you blow my mind |
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Don't let no one, no one get you down
Cause if they do, if they do I'll be around I want you near standing here by my side So my dear wipe those tears from your eyes Don't let no one, no one get you down Cause if they do, if they do, I'll be around I wanna see you round me all the time I want you to know that I am yours and you are mine Don't let nobody get you down Don't let nobody get you down I'll keep you free I'll bring you up, never down You keep me happy all the time You keep me happy, happy, all the time You you you you you you, you blow my mind |
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Take me to your place in space
I'm simply tired of mad rage On rocket ship no time to wait I just want to gravitate It's out of sight, it's out of sight It's out of sight, it's out of sight Gone, it's gone It's out of sight, it's out of sight It's out of sight, it's out of sight Gone, it's gone I'll take you out to see the place Where man and moon have a smilin' face, oh yeah You don't have to wear no fancy lace Just a funky feel and a lot of taste It's out of sight, it's out of sight It's out of sight, it's out of sight It's gone, it's gone It's out of sight, it's out of sight It's out of sight, it's out of sight Gone, it's gone People movin' to and fro To a song and a band and a laser show Superman, Batman, goin' all night Playin' one on one with a meteor light It's out of sight, it's out of sight It's out of sight, it's out of sight It's gone, it's gone It's out of sight, it's out of sight It's out of sight, it's out of sight Gone, it's gone, gone, gone Ninth dimension, seventh lane I'll get raised in solar cane The star patrol said keep it down, keep it down, keep it down Keep it down, keep it down, keep it down, keep it down As long as the rule when you stay in town As long as the rule where you stay around Out of sight, it's out of sight It's out of sight, it's out of sight It's gone in the galaxy It's gone at the galaxy Out of sight, it's out of sight It's out of sight, it's out of sight It's gone in the galaxy It's gone at the galaxy Out of sight, it's out of sight It's out of sight, it's out of sight It's gone in the galaxy It's gone at the galaxy |
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They call
They call me a gypsy man They call me a gypsy man They call me a gypsy man They call me a gypsy man They call me a gypsy man 'Cause I don't stay in one place too long I'm searchin' for a brand new world To make and call my home I gotta find a friend, a nice sharp baby I gotta find a friend, a nice sharp baby To make my home oh, yeah To make my home 'Cause I'm a gypsy man Yes, I'm a gypsy man Oh, I'm a gypsy man |
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All my friends know the Low Rider.
The low rider is a little higher. Low Rider drives a little slower. Low Rider is a real goer. Hey Low Rider knows every street, yeah. Low Rider is the one to meet, yeah. Low rider don't use no gas, now. Low rider don't drive to fast. Take a little trip, take a little trip, Take a little trip pasy. Take a little trip, take a little trip, Take a little trip with me. |
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Me and baby brother
Used to run together Me and baby brother Used to run together Welcome one another Headed for the corner Welcome one another Headed for the corner Shiftin on his mind Is like drinking funky wine By the river Chippin on his mind Is like drinking funky wine By the river Me and baby brother Used to run together Me and baby brother Used to run together Welcome one another Headed for the corner Welcome one another Headed for the corner I remember the day We used to fight together I remember the day, yeah We used to fight together Me and baby brother Used to run together Me and baby brother Used to run together Hang on, baby brother, oh They call it law and order Hey, hey, hey Come back, baby brother Come back, baby brother Come back, baby brother Come back, baby brother Your my baby brother Your my baby brother Come back, baby brother Come back, baby brother Come back, baby brother Your my baby brother Your my baby brother Come back, baby brother Come back, baby brother Come back, baby brother |
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I'm A Stranger In Town And My Guns Never Cold
I'm A Gabler So Bet On Your Life You'll Never Live To Grow Old I Deal In Lead I Won't Step Aside Where Trouble's Waitin Well So Am I I Live For The Fight The Thrill Of The Kill Paid In Gold For The Blood I Spill Outlaw Outlaw Outlaw Ride Into The West A Gun By Your Side Hell And Glory Honor And Pride A Gun Will Decide Where The Outlaws Ride The Law Of The West Was The Law Of The Gun Shoot And Be Fast Lives On The Run Stay Alive Be Fast On The Draw Live By The Gun Or Die By The Law Outlaw Outlaw Outlaw Ride Into The West A Gun By Your Side Hell And Glory Honor And Pride A Gun Will Decide Where The Outlaws Ride Shot Trough The Heart In The Blink Of An Eye Buried Up On Boot Hill Life Is Cheap When The Bounty Is High So Be Ready To Kill The Law Of The West Was The Law Of The Gun Shoot And Be Fast Lives On The Run Stay Alive Be Fast On The Draw Live By The Gun Or Die By The Law Shot Of Whiskey I'll Be On My Way Back In The Saddle Pull On The Reins Spurs To The Beast Over The Hill Another Town One More Kill Outlaw Outlaw Outlaw Ride Into The West A Gun By Your Side Hell And Glory Honor And Pride A Gun Will Decide Where The Outlaws Ride |
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Slippin' into darkness
Take my mind beyond the dreams I was slippin' into darkness Take my mind beyond the dreams Where I talk to my brother, oh, oh, oh Who never said their name Slippin' into darkness When I heard my mother say I was slippin' into darkness When I heard my mother say (Hey, what'd she say? What'd she say?) You been slippin' into darkness, oh, oh, oh Pretty soon you're gonna pay, oh, oh, oh, oh |
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Ridin' 'round town with all the windows down
Eight track playin' all your fav'right sounds The rhythm of the bongos fill the park The street musicians tryin' to get a start 'Cause it's summer Summer time is here Yes it's summer My time of year Yes it's summer My time of year Stretched out on a blanket in the sand Kids of all ages diggin' Disneyland Rappin' on the C.B. radio in your van We'll give a big "ten four" to the truckin' man (repeat chorus) Young boys playin' stick ball in the street Fire hydrants help to beat the heat Old man feeding pigeons in the square Nighttime finds young lovers walking there (repeat chorus) In Atlantic City or out in Malibu Or any where between, I'm telling you When you feel those balmy breezes on your face Summer time is the best time any place (repeat chorus) |
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The Cisco Kid was a friend of mine
The Cisco Kid was a friend of mine He drink whiskey, Poncho drink the wine He drink whiskey, Poncho drink the wine We met down on the fort of Rio Grande We met down on the fort of Rio Grande Eat the salted peanuts out of can Eat the salted peanuts out the can The outlaws had us pinned down at the fort The outlaws had us pinned down at the fort Cisco came in blastin', drinkin' port Cisco came in blastin', drinkin' port They rode the sunset, horse was made of steel They rode the sunset, horse was made of steel Chased a gringo last night through a field Chased a gringo last night through a field The Cisco Kid was a friend of mine The Cisco Kid he was a friend of mine The Cisco Kid was a friend of mine The Cisco Kid was a friend of mine The Cisco Kid was a friend of mine The Cisco Kid he was a friend of mine The Cisco Kid was a friend of mine The Cisco Kid was a friend of mine The Cisco Kid he was a friend of mine The Cisco Kid he was a friend of mine The Cisco Kid he was a friend of mine {fade} |
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You got the power
To keep my fire a-burnin' You got the power To keep my wheels a-turnin' You keep me hot, don't stop Give me what you got, oh yeah Turn on the juice, turn loose Ain't that no excuse, oh no, no, no You got the power To keep my fire a-burnin' You got the power To keep my wheels a-turnin' You put the strain on the brain Girl, I'm goin' insane, oh yeah You turn me out, make me shout What's it all about? Turn me out, make me shout You got the power To keep my fire a-burnin' You got the power To keep my wheels a-turnin' And now tonight hold me tight Feel like dynamite, oh yeah You make me sweat, soakin' wet Ain't through nothin' yet You got the power To keep my fire a-burnin' You got the power To keep my wheels a-turnin' I feel the rush when we touch Never get enough, oh no Save the best, don't go for less Got to make it last all night, all right You got the power To keep my fire a-burnin' You got the power To keep my wheels a-turnin' You got the power To keep my fire a-burnin' You got the power To keep my wheels a-turnin' You got the power To keep my fire a-burnin' You got the power |
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If misery is your best friend
And has gotten so you can't pretend Your tears, your tears keep givin' you away But you're prayin' for, for a better day Tell me why should I Go through these changes? But they don't dig the urgency That this is an emergency So make it heard, deliver the word, yeah So make it heard, deliver the word, yeah So make it heard, deliver the word, yeah, yeah So make it heard, deliver the word Tell me why should I Tell me why, why should I Go through these changes? But they don't dig the urgency That this is an emergency So make it heard, deliver the word, yeah So make it heard, deliver the word, yeah So make it heard, deliver the word, yeah, yeah So make it heard, deliver, deliver, deliver Deliver the word, yeah When that feelin' gets to you, yeah, yeah And that feelin' you ain't had In a long, long, long, long time, yeah, yeah And it's good for your mind It's like a baby with a brand new New, new. new, new toy It makes you scream, scream full of joy It makes you say, la la, la |
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Zoom zoom zoom
Zoom zoom zoom, zoom zoom zoom Zoom zoom zoom Zoom zoom zoom, zoom zoom zoom As I sit in my four cornered room As I sit in my four cornered room I knew we met each other this morning for a reason Thinking, talking, we've worked out our problems Looked like we should have better days in front Just because we took our time to think and talk For a much better understanding As I sit in my four cornered room As I sit in my four cornered room As I sit in my four cornered room As I sit in my four cornered room As we sit here in my four cornered room I can feel all y'all's deepest emotions I know I can't talk right But I'm feeling something in the depths of my soul I can understand where you're coming from Y'all coming from my four cornered room That four cornered room, y'all |
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Me get high off the sunshine
Me gettin' high off the sunshine Every day's the same, me groovin' Every day's the same, me groovin' Got no time, keep movin' Got no time, keep me movin' Me get high off the sunshine Me gettin' high off the sunshine L.A. is my home town It's a funky town L.A. is my home town It's a funky town Get on down, get on down, get on down Get on down, get on down, get on down In my funky town, in my funky town Me get high off the sunshine Me gettin' high off the sunshine Me get high off the sunshine Me gettin' high off the sunshine L.A. is my home town It's a funky town L.A. is my home town It's a funky town Get on down, get on down, get on down Get on down, get on down, get on down In my funky town, in my funky town Get on down, get on down, get on down Get on down, get on down, get on down In my funky town, in my funky town Get on down, get on down, get on down Get on down, get on down, get on down |
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