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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Chronicle 2 (2007)
Late last night, I went for a walk,
Down by the river near my home. Couldn't believe, with my own eyes, And I swear I'll never leave my home again. I saw a man walking on the water. Coming right at me from the other side. Calling out my name; "Do not be afraid." Feet begin to run, pounding in my brain; I don't want to go; I don't want to go. No, no, no, no, no... I don't want to go. Mmmmmmm... |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Chronicle 2 (2007)
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,Baby I love you, 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.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
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Chronicle 2 (2007)
Howdy, friend, beggin' your pardon,
Is there somethin' on your mind? You've gone and sold all your belongings, Is that something in your eye? Well, I know you really never Liked the way it all goes down; Go on, Hideaway. What's that you say? We're all bound for the graveyard; Oooh, I wish you well. Think it's gonna rain, Oh, what's the diff'rence, Is there some way I can help? 'Cause you know, I'm gonna miss you When you're gone, oh, Lord, Wish I Could Hideaway Hold on, give yourself a chance, I can hear the leavin' train. All aboard! Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye! Oooh, I wish you well. See you soon, maybe tomorrow. You can never tell; "Cause you know, I'm gonna miss you When you're gone, oh, Wish I could Hideaway Hideaway, hideaway, hideaway, hideaway. Hideaway, hideaway, Hideaway, hideaway. |
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from John Fogerty - Premonition (1998)
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 were 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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from John Fogerty - Premonition (1998)
Well, take me back down where cool water flow, yeh.
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 bull frog callin' me. Wonder if my rope's still hangin' to the tree. Love to kick my feet way down the shallow water, shoe fly, dragon fly, get back t your mother. Pick up a flat rock, skip it across Green River. 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 an' if you get lost come on home to Green River. |
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from John Fogerty - Premonition (1998)
Oh Suzie Q
Oh Suzie Q Oh Suzie Q Baby I love you Suzie 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 Suzie Q (Guitar solo) Oh say that you´ll be true Oh say that you´ll be true Oh say that you´ll be true and never leave me blue Suzie Q Oh say that you´ll be mine Oh say that you´ll be mine Oh say that you´ll be mine Baby all the time Suzie Q (Guitar solo) Oh, Suzie Q Oh, Suzie Q Oh, Suzie Q, Baby, I love you Suzie 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 Suzie Q Oh, Suzie Q Oh, Suzie Q Oh, Suzie Q, Baby, I love you Suzie Q |
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from John Fogerty - Premonition (1998)
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! 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, yeah! |
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from John Fogerty - Premonition (1998)
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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from John Fogerty - Premonition (1998)
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 ol' boys are ready to ride 'Cause it's almost Saturday night Gonna push the clouds away, let the music have its way Let it steal my heart away, and you know I'm a-goin' Outside, they're ringing, the night train is bringin' me home When you hear that locomotion, get ready to ride 'Cause it's almost Saturday night 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, they're 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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from John Fogerty - Premonition (1998)
Oooh! Ah!
Well, a-here-ee-yup, a-here-ee-yup, a-here we go, Four in the mornin', justa hittin' the road, Here we go-oh! Rockin' all over the world! Yeah. Well, a-geedeeup, a-geedeeup, a-get away, We're goin' crazy, and we're goin' today, here we go-oh! Rockin' all over the world! CHORUS: Well I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it, I la-la-like it, la-la-la, here we go-oh! Rockin' all over the world! Yeah! Yeah! Well, I'm gonna tell your Mama what your Daddy do, He come out of the night with your dancin' shoes, Here we go-oh! Rockin' all over the world! Yeah. CHORUS CHORUS CHORUS CHORUS CHORUS |
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from John Fogerty - Premonition (1998)
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 Ooh, 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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from John Fogerty - Premonition (1998)
Early in the evenin' just about supper time
Over by the courthouse 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 Poorboys are playin'; Bring a nickel; tap your feet. Rooster hits the washboard and people just got to smile Blinky thumps the gut bass and solos for a while. Poorboy twangs the rhythm out on his kalamazoo. Willy goes into a dance and doubles on kazoo. Down On The Corner, out in the street, Willy and the Poorboys are playin'; Bring a nickel; tap your feet. Down On The Corner, out in the street, Willy and the Poorboys 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 Poorboys are playin'; Bring a nickel; tap your feet. Down On The Corner, out in the street, Willy and the Poorboys are playin'; Bring a nickel; tap your feet. Down On The Corner, out in the street, Willy and the Poorboys are playin'; Bring a nickel; tap your feet. |
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from John Fogerty - Premonition (1998)
Well, a-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 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 Watching it from the bench You know I took some lumps, when the mighty Case struck out So say hey, Willie, tell the Cobb And Joe DiMaggio Don't say it ain't so, you know the time is now 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 Yeah, I got it, I got it Got a beat-up glove, a home-made bat And a 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 It's a-gone and you can tell that one good-bye Oh, put me in coach, I'm ready to play today Put me in coach, I'm ready to play today Look at me (yeah), I can be centerfield Oh, put me in coach, I'm ready to play today Put me in coach, I'm ready to play today Look at me, gotta be, centerfield Yeah |
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from John Fogerty - Premonition (1998)
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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from John Fogerty - Premonition (1998)
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 Chorus: 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 |
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from John Fogerty - Premonition (1998)
He take a thunder from the mountain
He take a lightning from the sky He bring a strong man to his begging knee He make a 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 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 Ah, you got to, you got to, you got to hidey-hidey-hide |
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from John Fogerty - Premonition (1998)
I see a bad moon a-rising
I see trouble on the way I see earth quakes and lightnin' I see bad times today Well, don't go 'round tonight But it's bound to 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 the river's over flowing I hear the voice of rage and ruin Well, don't go 'round tonight But it's bound to take your life There's a bad moon on the rise Hope you got your things together I hope you are quite prepared to die Look's like we're in for nasty weather One eye is taken for an eye Well, don't go 'round tonight But it's bound to take your life There's a bad moon on the rise Well, don't go 'round tonight But it's bound to take your life There's a bad moon on the rise |
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from John Fogerty - Premonition (1998)
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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from John Fogerty - Premonition (1998)
Left a good job in the city,
workin' for the man ev'ry night and day, and I never lost one minute of sleepin' worryin' bout the things that might have been. Big wheels 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 in New Orleans, but I never saw the good side of the city, till I hitched a ride on a riverboat queen. Big wheels keep on turnin' , Proud Mary keep on burnin' 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 wheels keep on turnin'. Proud Mary keep on burnin' rollin', rollin', rollin' on the river. |
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from John Fogerty - Premonition (1998)
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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from Remember The Titans (리멤버 타이탄) by Trevor Rabin [omnibus, ost] (2001)
There's a place up ahead and
I'm going just as fast as my feet can fly Come away, come away if you're going, leave the sinking ship behind. * Come on the rising wind, we're going up around the bend. Ooh! Bring a song and a smile for the banjo, better get while the gettings good, Hitch a ride to the end of the highway where the neons turn to wood. * Repeat Oooh! You can ponder perpetual motion, fix your mind on a crystal day, Always time for a good conversation, there's an ear for what you say. * Repeat Yeah! Oooh! Catch a ride to the end of the highway and we'll meet by the big red tree, There's a place up ahead and I'm going, come along, come along with me. * Repeat Yeah! Do do doo do... |
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from My Girl (마이걸) by James Newton Howard [ost] (1991)
I see the bad moon rising
I see trouble on the way I see earthquakes and lightnin' I see bad times today Don't go 'round tonight It's bound to take your life There's a bad moon on the rise I hear hurricanes a blowin' I know the end is commin' soon I fear rivers over flowing I hear the voice of rage and ruin Hope you got your things together Hope you are quite prepared to die Looks like we'er in for nasty weather One eye is taken for an eye |
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from John Fogerty - Revival (2007)
Looking out across this town
Kinda makes me wonder how All the things that made us great Got left so far behind This used to be a peaceful place Decent folks, hard working ways Now they hide behind locked doors Afraid to speak their mind I think we need a gunslinger Somebody tough to tame this town I think we need a gunslinger There'll be justice all around Someone let the fences go While that bunch moved in, you know Shooting up the streets Shoutin' everybody down The dogs all running loose Wreck the paper Closed the school Tired ol' judge got roughed up too No one left to make a stand They whisper, "what's the use" I think we need a gunslinger Somebody tough to tame this town I think we need a gunslinger There'll be justice all around I think we need a gunslinger Somebody tough to tame this town Think we need a gunslinger There'll be justice all around I think we need a gunslinger Somebody tough to tame this town I think we need a gunslinger There'll be justice all around |
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from John Fogerty - Revival (2007)
Daddy had a band
Playing him a little guitar Travel in a van Livin' that rock and roll Night after night People comin' up to the bandstand Say you can't go wrong If you play a little bit of that Creedence song It was late one night Cruisin' on down the interstate Stopped into a diner To get him some chili and fries Heard the waitress tell a guy Standin' over by the jukebox Yeah, you can't go wrong If you play a little bit of that Creedence song Do do Do do Do do Yeah But daddy took a shine Little girl behind the counter She was moving her hips to the swamp beat Right on time Said could he play somethin' Over there on the jukebox She said you can't go wrong If you play a little bit of that Creedence song Daddy had a plan He asked that girl to marry With a brand new wife They're living on rock & roll Night after night She whispers oh so sweetly Hey you can't go wrong If you play a little bit of that Creedence song Yeah, you can't go wrong if you play a little bit of that Creedence song Do do Do do Do do Well |
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from John Fogerty - Revival (2007)
If I was a gambling man
Never would'a let you play your hand With a broken down cowboy like me 'Cause you never can trust your luck He's bad news in a pickup truck That broken down cowboy like me He's played every card he's got Had a good hand but he messed it up With that bum-around, tumble-down heart Saddlebags full of pain Carries 'em around Just like a middle name A losin' streak waitin' for dark Oh, he'll string you along Sing you a lonesome song But he'll wind up alone Again No matter how hard you try Never going to let you get inside That tumble-down broken down heart It's a tough riding rodeo Mean horse threw him Long time ago A broken down cowboy like me But the way I feel about you Wouldn't want that horse To hurt you too A broken down cowboy like me Oh, he'll string you along Sing you a lonesome song But he'll wind up alone Again If I was a gambling man Never would'a let you play that hand With a broken down cowboy like me |
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from John Fogerty - Revival (2007)
The river is waiting
Come rise up A new day is dawning Come rise up We be sailin' at first light Come gather Set our course for the crossing Together Sail on, sail on The river is waiting Sail on The river is waitin' I'm ready To slip from this island I'm ready Gonna leave all my sorrow Behind me Lift my face to the new day That's rising Sail on, sail on The river is waiting Sail on |
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from John Fogerty - Revival (2007)
Georgie's in the jungle
Knockin' on the door Come to get your children Wants to have a war Come on Lord you'd better run Be a long dark night Before this thing is done Brownie's in the outhouse Katrina on the line Government's a disaster But Georgie, he says it's fine Come on Lord you'd better run Be a long dark night Before this thing is done Rummie's in the kitchen Messin' with the pans Dickie's in the back Stealin' everything he can Come on Lord you'd better run Be a long dark night Before this thing is done You better run You better run Lord you better run Lord you better run Runnin' down the highway Shoutin' to the Lord Georgie's got religion And you know we can't Afford more years Come on Lord you'd gotta run Be a long dark night Before this thing is done Be a long dark night Before this thing is done |
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from John Fogerty - Revival (2007)
It was the summer of love
Freedom was in the air Young people everywhere So many questions if you dare It was the summer of love Stand back it will blow your mind Never seen such a powerful time Universe about to unwind Reach out your arms Touch the moon, touch the sky Face to the wind To be free It was the summer of love So many people on the move Flower children lookin' for the truth Will they find it or just excuse Reach out your arms Touch the moon, touch the sky Face to the wind To be free |
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from John Fogerty - Revival (2007)
Well the flower was made for beauty
And the bee was made to sting All around this world Honey it's a natural thing It can shake the high and mighty Bring a strong man to his knees All around this world Honey it's a natural thing When a man gets up in the morning He got to find that tiger to tame All around this world You know it's a natural thing But a man alone ain't nothin' Every Tarzan needs a Jane All around this world Honey it's a natural thing Well the little girls lookin' so pretty They make a poor man feel like a king All around this world Honey it's a natural thing It drive a man to cross the desert Or risk his life on a stormy sea All around this world Yeah it's a natural thing Well the flower was made for beauty And the bee was made to sting All around this world Honey it's a natural thing All around this world Honey it's a natural thing |
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from John Fogerty - Revival (2007)
There go your big black limousine
Shakin' your booty for the magazine Pickin' and posing like a wannabe It ain't right It ain't right Such a waste of life Maybe you forgot how we live down here People work hard for the money dear You had such a hard day lookin' at the mirror It ain't right It ain't right Honey such a waste of life Another long weekend with your friends I thought that party would never end Well at the old rehab and gone again It ain't right It ain't right Honey such a waste of life Ba Ba Ba Ba Ba, yeah! There go your big black limousine |
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from John Fogerty - Revival (2007)
I can't take it no more
I can't take it no more I'm sick and tired of your dirty little war I can't take it no more You know you lied about the casualties You know you lied about the WMD's You know you lied about the detainees All over this world Stop talking about staying the course You keep-a-beating that old dead horse You know you lied about how we went to war I can't take it no more I can't take it I can't take it I bet you never saw the ol' school yard I bet you never saw the national guard Your daddy wrote a check and there you are Another fortunate son I can't take it no more I can't take it no more I'm sick and tired of your dirty little war I can't take it no more I can't take it no more I can't take it no more I'm sick and tired of your dirty little war I can't take it no more |
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from John Fogerty - Revival (2007)
I been all around the world
Searching for my baby Tell me where can she be Lookin' high and low Way back in Kokomo It's still a mystery Somebody help me She don't want me no more Somebody help me I can't do this alone I crossed the Great Wall of China Spent my last dime Way down the Amazon Swam the Indian Ocean Been up in Nova Scotia Where has my baby gone Somebody help me There's somethin' goin' wrong Somebody help me I can't do this alone I keep walkin' the backstreets Tryin' to find my baby I keep chasin' the shadows She don't want me no more Don't want me no more I went home to Pocatello Idaho Can I find a familiar face Askin' everybody, everyone I know She disappeared without a trace Somebody help me She don't want me no more Somebody help me I can't do this alone Somebody help me There's somethin' goin' wrong Somebody help me I can't do this alone |
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