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from John Martyn - Glorious Fool (1981)
The night the kid left Amsterdam
The night the kid left Amsterdam The night the kid left Amsterdam The night the kid left Amsterdam. The night the kid left Amsterdam The night the kid left Amsterdam The night the kid left Amsterdam The night the kid left Amsterdam. The night the kid left Amsterdam The night the kid left Amsterdam The night the kid left Amsterdam The night the kid left Amsterdam. There was ladies around the casket There was whores lying on the bed There was some of them in silks and satins There were some of them dressed in red, yeah There were some moving in colours bright And there were two little children there too The wind had changed all concerned And left this violent blue. The night the kid left Amsterdam There was nobody who could understand why The night the kid left Amsterdam There was nobody who could understand why. Sweet sailor, sail through Stay safe, runs true Sweet sailor, steer clear There's nothing but trouble 'round there. The night the kid left Amsterdam The night the kid left Amsterdam The night the kid left Amsterdam The night the kid left Amsterdam There was Mad Jack raving And little tiny long haired Hugh All the hustling boys Are just admiring the view I swear I was crying And I know that you would have been too The wind had changed everyone concerned It just left this violent blue. The night the kid left Amsterdam There was nobody who could understand why The night the kid left Amsterdam There was nobody who could understand why. Sweet sailor, steer through Stay safe, runs true Sweet sailor, steer clear Nothing but trouble round here. The last time that I saw him He was looking fresh feeling fine I’d have known if my boy was drowning I’d have thrown that kid a line You never find me looking around the city no more like I did before All that love lying wasted, just scattered across the floor. The night the kid left Amsterdam The night the kid left Amsterdam There was nobody who could understand why The night the kid left Amsterdam. Nobody could understand why The night the kid left Amsterdam The night the kid left Amsterdam. The night the kid left Amsterdam |
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from John Martyn - Grace & Danger (1980)
Baby, please come home
Baby, please come home Baby baby, please, come home I'll try to put the things we've done Back where they belong And that's in the past I need our love to last. But I feel somehow to blame For the way our love has changed But please believe me I just can't stand to see you go And I swear that I don't know Just what made me hurt you so What made you want to go. Baby, please come home Baby, please come home Baby baby please, baby please, baby please, come home Try to put the things I said Right out of your head I didn't mean a single one Now you see what words have done. Baby, please come home Baby, please come home Baby please, baby please, baby please, baby please come home Try to put the things we've done Back where they belong That's in the past I need our love to last. Baby, please come home Baby, please come home Baby baby, please come home, please come home |
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from John Martyn - Bless The Weather (1971)
I know that we're going to be together, you and me.
For more than a rhyme or two, your time belongs to me. Rowing back down my river, Chasing my tail to the sea; Rowing back down my river, Trying my best to be me. Watching your crazy ways and all the lazy days, Digging you more and more, the more I see your face. Rowing back down my river, Trying my best to be free; Rowing back down my river, Chasing my tail to the sea. Watching the simple things to help me grow along. Loving the notes you bring to help me sing my song. Rowing back down my river, Trying my best to be me; Rowing back down my river, Singing my songs to the sea. I know that we're going to be together, you and me. For more than a time or two, your rhymes belong to me. Rowing back down my river, Chasing my tail to the sea; Rowing back down my river, Trying my best to be me. |
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from John Martyn - Bless The Weather (1971)
I know that we're going to be together, you and me.
For more than a rhyme or two, your time belongs to me. Rowing back down my river, Chasing my tail to the sea; Rowing back down my river, Trying my best to be me. Watching your crazy ways and all the lazy days, Digging you more and more, the more I see your face. Rowing back down my river, Trying my best to be free; Rowing back down my river, Chasing my tail to the sea. Watching the simple things to help me grow along. Loving the notes you bring to help me sing my song. Rowing back down my river, Trying my best to be me; Rowing back down my river, Singing my songs to the sea. I know that we're going to be together, you and me. For more than a time or two, your rhymes belong to me. Rowing back down my river, Chasing my tail to the sea; Rowing back down my river, Trying my best to be me. |
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from John Martyn - London Conversation (1967)
Although I've been away so many lonely nights
You know I'm back today I'm back to stay in your arms And though I've been around and lived the life I said I loved You know without you Honey, all I do is worth nothing And girlie, don't cry for me. Although there might be other people in my life Honey, on my mind You will always find there's only you And though you say you'll journey to some foreign land I'll remember you Yes, and I'll be true to your memory And girlie, don't cry for me. And when, at last, you do come wandering home to me I might look at you But it will be through the weeks between And when I hold you, it might not be you I have In the passing days We might both have changed to something new And girlie, don't cry for me. And though I've been away so many lonely nights You know I'm back today I'm back to stay in your arms And though I've been around and lived the life I said I loved You know without you Honey, all I do is worth nothing And girlie, don't cry for me |
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from John Martyn - Well Kept Secret (1982)
Back with a vengeance
Back to break your heart again Back with a vengeance Back to break your heart. It's just a trick of the light It's just a little illusion Take a measure of spite Add a little confusion. Looking back Looking back, darling, I can see your point of view Looking back Looking back, darling, see your memory cutting in on you. Back with a vengeance Back to break your heart again Back with a vengeance Back to break your heart. Now the secret you're keeping Is so well understood Feel your past come creeping You know you'd change it if you could. Looking back Looking back, darling, I can see your point of view Looking back Looking back, darling, feel your memory crowding in on you. Back with a vengeance Back to break your heart again Back with a vengeance Back to break your heart. When it hits the fan All the alibis wear thin When your fur starts flying Ah that's when the fun begins. Looking back Looking back, darling, I can see your point of view Looking back Looking back, darling, see your memory come screaming through. Back with a vengeance Back to break your heart again Back with a vengeance Back to break your heart. Back with a vengeance Back to break your heart again I'm back with a vengeance Back to break your heart |
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from John Martyn - London Conversation (1967)
Now woman, don't you feel sad when you see your life go round
And you realise that you've been drinking all of your years like wine? You're gambling with time and you know you just can't win But still you feel that somehow you've just got to keep on trying And woman, it's your heart, I hear crying. Now the young man by your side is your husband, or so you say In reality, he's a link with a past you just can't replace You tell the world you're happy when you're lying in his arms Oh but his youth has made you hate to see his face And woman, it's your heart, I see crying. Now you're standing like some tree oh and the blossom has blown away And the last leaf has gone crumbling, tumbling towards the ground You have nothing to teach me, just have nothing at all to say Except to keep on telling me about all the happiness that you do think you have found And woman, it's your heart, I hear crying |
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from John Martyn - Late Night John (2004)
Now woman, don't you feel sad when you see your life go round
And you realise that you've been drinking all of your years like wine? You're gambling with time and you know you just can't win But still you feel that somehow you've just got to keep on trying And woman, it's your heart, I hear crying. Now the young man by your side is your husband, or so you say In reality, he's a link with a past you just can't replace You tell the world you're happy when you're lying in his arms Oh but his youth has made you hate to see his face And woman, it's your heart, I see crying. Now you're standing like some tree oh and the blossom has blown away And the last leaf has gone crumbling, tumbling towards the ground You have nothing to teach me, just have nothing at all to say Except to keep on telling me about all the happiness that you do think you have found And woman, it's your heart, I hear crying |
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from John Martyn - One World (1977)
Well the man upstairs always lends an ear
To the man downstairs, even though he doesn't care The man up the spiral staircase would love to sympathise With the man downstairs and the same old phrase Big Muff, can't you see I've had enough? God knows you're trying to kill me Big Muff, get away with your powder puff Lord knows you're killing me It's like an allergy with no apology It saps my energy and denies my integrity Big Muff, get away with your powder puff Lord knows you're killing me Good Lord knows you're stifling me Good Lord knows you're trying to kill me Well the man upstairs has learned it from the wife But the man downstairs has got trouble in his life The man upstairs don't notice what is wrong Every time he sees his neighbour singing that same old song Big Muff, get away with your powder puff Lord knows you're trying to kill me Big Muff, get away with your terrible stuff God knows you're killing me This thing is dangerous I tell you it's serious No need to be envious It's bigger than both of us Big Muff, can't you see I had enough Lord knows you're trying to kill me Well, the man downstairs has moved away for good Like the man upstairs always knew he would The man downstairs has moved and gone away And a girl upstairs every night can hear him say Big Muff, get away with your powder puff Lord knows you're killing me Big Muff, can't you see I had enough God knows you're stifling me It's like an allergy With no apology It saps my energy Most contemporaneously. Big Muff, can't you see that I've had enough God knows you're stifling me God knows you're stifling me Oh Lord knows you're trying to kill me |
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from John Martyn - One World (1977)
Well the man upstairs always lends an ear
To the man downstairs, even though he doesn't care The man up the spiral staircase would love to sympathise With the man downstairs and the same old phrase Big Muff, can't you see I've had enough? God knows you're trying to kill me Big Muff, get away with your powder puff Lord knows you're killing me It's like an allergy with no apology It saps my energy and denies my integrity Big Muff, get away with your powder puff Lord knows you're killing me Good Lord knows you're stifling me Good Lord knows you're trying to kill me Well the man upstairs has learned it from the wife But the man downstairs has got trouble in his life The man upstairs don't notice what is wrong Every time he sees his neighbour singing that same old song Big Muff, get away with your powder puff Lord knows you're trying to kill me Big Muff, get away with your terrible stuff God knows you're killing me This thing is dangerous I tell you it's serious No need to be envious It's bigger than both of us Big Muff, can't you see I had enough Lord knows you're trying to kill me Well, the man downstairs has moved away for good Like the man upstairs always knew he would The man downstairs has moved and gone away And a girl upstairs every night can hear him say Big Muff, get away with your powder puff Lord knows you're killing me Big Muff, can't you see I had enough God knows you're stifling me It's like an allergy With no apology It saps my energy Most contemporaneously. Big Muff, can't you see that I've had enough God knows you're stifling me God knows you're stifling me Oh Lord knows you're trying to kill me |
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from John Martyn - One World (1977)
Well the man upstairs always lends an ear
To the man downstairs, even though he doesn't care The man up the spiral staircase would love to sympathise With the man downstairs and the same old phrase Big Muff, can't you see I've had enough? God knows you're trying to kill me Big Muff, get away with your powder puff Lord knows you're killing me It's like an allergy with no apology It saps my energy and denies my integrity Big Muff, get away with your powder puff Lord knows you're killing me Good Lord knows you're stifling me Good Lord knows you're trying to kill me Well the man upstairs has learned it from the wife But the man downstairs has got trouble in his life The man upstairs don't notice what is wrong Every time he sees his neighbour singing that same old song Big Muff, get away with your powder puff Lord knows you're trying to kill me Big Muff, get away with your terrible stuff God knows you're killing me This thing is dangerous I tell you it's serious No need to be envious It's bigger than both of us Big Muff, can't you see I had enough Lord knows you're trying to kill me Well, the man downstairs has moved away for good Like the man upstairs always knew he would The man downstairs has moved and gone away And a girl upstairs every night can hear him say Big Muff, get away with your powder puff Lord knows you're killing me Big Muff, can't you see I had enough God knows you're stifling me It's like an allergy With no apology It saps my energy Most contemporaneously. Big Muff, can't you see that I've had enough God knows you're stifling me God knows you're stifling me Oh Lord knows you're trying to kill me |
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from John Martyn - Solid Air/ Classics Re-Visited (2002)
Well the man upstairs always lends an ear
To the man downstairs, even though he doesn't care The man up the spiral staircase would love to sympathise With the man downstairs and the same old phrase Big Muff, can't you see I've had enough? God knows you're trying to kill me Big Muff, get away with your powder puff Lord knows you're killing me It's like an allergy with no apology It saps my energy and denies my integrity Big Muff, get away with your powder puff Lord knows you're killing me Good Lord knows you're stifling me Good Lord knows you're trying to kill me Well the man upstairs has learned it from the wife But the man downstairs has got trouble in his life The man upstairs don't notice what is wrong Every time he sees his neighbour singing that same old song Big Muff, get away with your powder puff Lord knows you're trying to kill me Big Muff, get away with your terrible stuff God knows you're killing me This thing is dangerous I tell you it's serious No need to be envious It's bigger than both of us Big Muff, can't you see I had enough Lord knows you're trying to kill me Well, the man downstairs has moved away for good Like the man upstairs always knew he would The man downstairs has moved and gone away And a girl upstairs every night can hear him say Big Muff, get away with your powder puff Lord knows you're killing me Big Muff, can't you see I had enough God knows you're stifling me It's like an allergy With no apology It saps my energy Most contemporaneously. Big Muff, can't you see that I've had enough God knows you're stifling me God knows you're stifling me Oh Lord knows you're trying to kill me |
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from John Martyn - Bless The Weather (1971)
Time after time, I held it,
Just to watch it die. Line after line, I loved it, Just to watch it cry. Bless the weather that brought you to me, Curse the storm that takes you away. Bless the weather that brought you to me, Curse the storm that takes you home. Wave after wave, I watched it, Just to watch it turn. Day after day, I cooled it, Just to watch it burn. Bless the weather that brought you to me, Curse the storm that takes you home. Bless the weather that brought you to me, Curse the storm that takes you away. Pain after pain I stood in, Just to see how it would feel. Rain after rain I stood in, Just to make it real. Bless the weather that brought you to me, Curse the day you go away. Bless the weather that brought you to me, Curse the storm that takes you away. Time after time, I held it, Just to watch it die. Line after line, I held it, Just to watch it cry. Bless the weather that brought you to me, Curse the storm that takes you away. Bless the weather that brought you to me, Curse the storm that takes you away. |
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from John Martyn - Bless The Weather (1971)
Time after time, I held it,
Just to watch it die. Line after line, I loved it, Just to watch it cry. Bless the weather that brought you to me, Curse the storm that takes you away. Bless the weather that brought you to me, Curse the storm that takes you home. Wave after wave, I watched it, Just to watch it turn. Day after day, I cooled it, Just to watch it burn. Bless the weather that brought you to me, Curse the storm that takes you home. Bless the weather that brought you to me, Curse the storm that takes you away. Pain after pain I stood in, Just to see how it would feel. Rain after rain I stood in, Just to make it real. Bless the weather that brought you to me, Curse the day you go away. Bless the weather that brought you to me, Curse the storm that takes you away. Time after time, I held it, Just to watch it die. Line after line, I held it, Just to watch it cry. Bless the weather that brought you to me, Curse the storm that takes you away. Bless the weather that brought you to me, Curse the storm that takes you away. |
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from John Martyn - Solid Air/ Classics Re-Visited (2002)
Time after time, I held it,
Just to watch it die. Line after line, I loved it, Just to watch it cry. Bless the weather that brought you to me, Curse the storm that takes you away. Bless the weather that brought you to me, Curse the storm that takes you home. Wave after wave, I watched it, Just to watch it turn. Day after day, I cooled it, Just to watch it burn. Bless the weather that brought you to me, Curse the storm that takes you home. Bless the weather that brought you to me, Curse the storm that takes you away. Pain after pain I stood in, Just to see how it would feel. Rain after rain I stood in, Just to make it real. Bless the weather that brought you to me, Curse the day you go away. Bless the weather that brought you to me, Curse the storm that takes you away. Time after time, I held it, Just to watch it die. Line after line, I held it, Just to watch it cry. Bless the weather that brought you to me, Curse the storm that takes you away. Bless the weather that brought you to me, Curse the storm that takes you away. |
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from John Martyn - Late Night John (2004)
Time after time, I held it,
Just to watch it die. Line after line, I loved it, Just to watch it cry. Bless the weather that brought you to me, Curse the storm that takes you away. Bless the weather that brought you to me, Curse the storm that takes you home. Wave after wave, I watched it, Just to watch it turn. Day after day, I cooled it, Just to watch it burn. Bless the weather that brought you to me, Curse the storm that takes you home. Bless the weather that brought you to me, Curse the storm that takes you away. Pain after pain I stood in, Just to see how it would feel. Rain after rain I stood in, Just to make it real. Bless the weather that brought you to me, Curse the day you go away. Bless the weather that brought you to me, Curse the storm that takes you away. Time after time, I held it, Just to watch it die. Line after line, I held it, Just to watch it cry. Bless the weather that brought you to me, Curse the storm that takes you away. Bless the weather that brought you to me, Curse the storm that takes you away. |
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from John Martyn - The John Martyn Story (2006)
Time after time, I held it,
Just to watch it die. Line after line, I loved it, Just to watch it cry. Bless the weather that brought you to me, Curse the storm that takes you away. Bless the weather that brought you to me, Curse the storm that takes you home. Wave after wave, I watched it, Just to watch it turn. Day after day, I cooled it, Just to watch it burn. Bless the weather that brought you to me, Curse the storm that takes you home. Bless the weather that brought you to me, Curse the storm that takes you away. Pain after pain I stood in, Just to see how it would feel. Rain after rain I stood in, Just to make it real. Bless the weather that brought you to me, Curse the day you go away. Bless the weather that brought you to me, Curse the storm that takes you away. Time after time, I held it, Just to watch it die. Line after line, I held it, Just to watch it cry. Bless the weather that brought you to me, Curse the storm that takes you away. Bless the weather that brought you to me, Curse the storm that takes you away. |
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from John Martyn - Late Night John (2004)
Call me crazy, call me sad
Call me lazy, call me bad But you move me, move me I'm moving on Cos you move me, move me, moving on. What could be sweeter than love? What could be sweeter than you and me Love you gentle, love you strong Ain't no way our loving can be wrong Cos you move me, move me You move me on You got me moving, you got me moving, moving on. What could be sweeter than love? What could be sweeter than you and me Sing about loving, doing it too You know I can't do it all until I do it with you Cos you move, move me, move me You move me on Move me on. What could be sweeter than love? What could be sweeter than you and me. Call me crazy, call me sad Call me lazy, then call me bad You move me, move me, move me Move me on You move me, move me, move me on. What could be sweeter than love? What could be sweeter than you and me |
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from John Martyn - Sunday's Child (2005)
Call me crazy, call me sad
Call me lazy, call me bad But you move me, move me I'm moving on Cos you move me, move me, moving on. What could be sweeter than love? What could be sweeter than you and me Love you gentle, love you strong Ain't no way our loving can be wrong Cos you move me, move me You move me on You got me moving, you got me moving, moving on. What could be sweeter than love? What could be sweeter than you and me Sing about loving, doing it too You know I can't do it all until I do it with you Cos you move, move me, move me You move me on Move me on. What could be sweeter than love? What could be sweeter than you and me. Call me crazy, call me sad Call me lazy, then call me bad You move me, move me, move me Move me on You move me, move me, move me on. What could be sweeter than love? What could be sweeter than you and me |
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from John Martyn - One World (1977)
And now the air is clear, my dear and you're still here and so
A certain surprise, give you my sweet certain surprise Silence has never been my thing I'm one of those, I love to shout and sing about my love Sweet flying dove, there's no one above, sweet certain surprise Soft and certain, tell the moon? My love is how I think of you and so With certain surprise, give you my sweet certain surprise Laughter has always been my thing I'm one of those, oh I love to shout and sing about my love Sweet flying dove, there's no one above, sweet certain surprise Oh, we're too sensitive, my dear two fugitives from fear and so With a certain surprise, give you my sweet certain surprise Silence has never been my thing I'm one of those, I love to shout and sing about my love Sweet flying dove, there's no one above, sweet certain surprise |
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from John Martyn - One World (1977)
And now the air is clear, my dear and you're still here and so
A certain surprise, give you my sweet certain surprise Silence has never been my thing I'm one of those, I love to shout and sing about my love Sweet flying dove, there's no one above, sweet certain surprise Soft and certain, tell the moon? My love is how I think of you and so With certain surprise, give you my sweet certain surprise Laughter has always been my thing I'm one of those, oh I love to shout and sing about my love Sweet flying dove, there's no one above, sweet certain surprise Oh, we're too sensitive, my dear two fugitives from fear and so With a certain surprise, give you my sweet certain surprise Silence has never been my thing I'm one of those, I love to shout and sing about my love Sweet flying dove, there's no one above, sweet certain surprise |
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from John Martyn - One World (1977)
And now the air is clear, my dear and you're still here and so
A certain surprise, give you my sweet certain surprise Silence has never been my thing I'm one of those, I love to shout and sing about my love Sweet flying dove, there's no one above, sweet certain surprise Soft and certain, tell the moon? My love is how I think of you and so With certain surprise, give you my sweet certain surprise Laughter has always been my thing I'm one of those, oh I love to shout and sing about my love Sweet flying dove, there's no one above, sweet certain surprise Oh, we're too sensitive, my dear two fugitives from fear and so With a certain surprise, give you my sweet certain surprise Silence has never been my thing I'm one of those, I love to shout and sing about my love Sweet flying dove, there's no one above, sweet certain surprise |
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from John Martyn - Well Kept Secret (1982)
The answer may be yesterday
May be yes, today She may say no, tomorrow She says she might find some way She says no today She may say yes, tomorrow. She just changes her mind like the wind She thinks loving me is such a sin I don't know where to begin any more She just changes her mind like the wind. Many times I said I'd change my way If she would only stay, just make a stay with me So many times I've begged her: please don't go Ah darling, don't say no, please spend your days with me. She just changes her mind like the wind She says sometime I'm out, when I know that I'm in Ah I don't know where to begin any more She just changes her mind like the wind. She says loving me is such a sin Tell me sometime I'm out, when I know I'm in I don't know where to begin any more She just changes her mind like the wind. The question must be in her mind But I can't ever find a way to talk to that girl I know my heart is on her line I just spend my time with my head in a spiral. Just changes her mind like the wind She said loving me is such a sin I don't know where to begin any more She just changes her mind like the wind. She keeps, she keeps on changing She keeps on changing her mind keep changing her mind all the time. She keeps on she keep She keep on she keep changing her mind changing her mind She keep on changing keep on changing Keeps changing her mind changing her mind changing her mind all the time I dont want to I dont want to I don't want to watch her changing her mind any more She keep changing her mind changing her mind Keep on changing her mind Changing her mind she keep on changing her mind. She keep on she keep on changing her ming changing her mind changing her mind She keep on changing her mind all the time She keeps on changing keep on changing keep on changing |
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from John Martyn - Sunday's Child (2005)
Well my residential woman said, said to me
That you daren't eat peaches from a hawthorn tree Well she said it to me once And then she said it again Even though I try, I can't remember when. Well my residential woman She's as fine as can be Yeah my residential woman She's the one for me And I believe, yes I do believe. And I believe to the depths of my dark black soul Like I used to believe in sweet rock and roll I believe to the depths of my pure white soul Like I still believe in sweet jelly roll She got me, she got me In her clutches. Well my very special woman said yesterday She's always economic when I'm going away Well I turn around and say, she's got no reason to fear Cos I'm always economic when you're sitting right here. My very special woman She's the one for me My residential woman She's as sweet as can be Well I believe, yes I believe. I believe to the depths of my hard luck soul Like I used to believe in sweet jelly roll Believe to the depths of my pure white soul I used to believe in sweet rock and roll She got me, yeah, she got me In her clutches Sweet clutches Every kind of clutches Those clutches |
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from John Martyn - Well Kept Secret (1982)
It could've been, would've been, should've been, could've been
It could've been, should've been, could've been, could've been me It could've been, should've been, would've been, could've been me Could've been me (Could've been, would've been, should've been, could've been me) I see that mountain bear look in his eyes Watch you follow you back home Recognize that look in his eye Wish he'd leave you alone It could've been me, it could've been me I know it might been me I know it could've been me (Could've been, would've been, should've been me) (Could've been, would've been, should've been me) Help me, help me (Could've been, would've been, should've been me) Help me, help me (Could've been, would've been, should've been me) Help me, help me See that man waving you goodbye I see no tear in your eye for him See that man who's got, who got a well kept suit [Incomprehensible] Could've been me, could've been me Oh yes, it might have been me Oh, could've been me (Could've been, would've been, should've been me) Help me, help me (Could've been, would've been, should've been me) Help me, help me (Could've been, would've been, should've been me) Help me, help me (Could've been, would've been, should've been me) Help me, help me Help me, help me Help me, help me Help me, help me Could've been, would've been, should've been me Could've been, would've been, should've been me Could've been, would've been, should've been me You see that man with that gleam in his eye I watched him follow you 'round and 'round I recognize that gleam in his eyes Someday it would've been enough to lay his body on the ground Could've been me, I know (Could've been, would've been, should've been, would've been me) It might have been me, I know it could've been me (Could've been, would've been, should've been me) Help me, help me (Could've been, would've been, should've been me) Help me, help me (Could've been, would've been, should've been me) Help me, help me (Could've been, would've been, should've been me) Help me, help me (Could've been, would've been, should've been me) Help me, help me (Could've been, would've been, should've been me) Help me, help me (Could've been, would've been, should've been me) Help me, help me (Could've been, would've been, should've been me) Help me, help me (Could've been, would've been, should've been me) Help me, help me |
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from John Martyn - One World (1977)
If you kissed the sun right out of the sky for me
And if you told me all the lies that I deserve And if you laid all night in the rain for me Well, I couldn't love you more Just couldn't love you more I couldn't love you more And if you loved me till my eyes gave no more shine for you If you walked beside me all the long way home If you wasted all of your time on me Well, I couldn't love you more Just couldn't love you more I couldn't love you more Just couldn't love you more And if you gave me all the things I'd never ask of you And if you showed me all the ways you have to cry And if you lay all night in the rain for me I couldn't love you more Just couldn't love you more Just couldn't love you more |
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from John Martyn - One World (1977)
If you kissed the sun right out of the sky for me
And if you told me all the lies that I deserve And if you laid all night in the rain for me Well, I couldn't love you more Just couldn't love you more I couldn't love you more And if you loved me till my eyes gave no more shine for you If you walked beside me all the long way home If you wasted all of your time on me Well, I couldn't love you more Just couldn't love you more I couldn't love you more Just couldn't love you more And if you gave me all the things I'd never ask of you And if you showed me all the ways you have to cry And if you lay all night in the rain for me I couldn't love you more Just couldn't love you more Just couldn't love you more |
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from John Martyn - Glorious Fool (1981)
If you kissed the sun right out of the sky for me
And if you told me all the lies that I deserve And if you laid all night in the rain for me Well, I couldn't love you more Just couldn't love you more I couldn't love you more And if you loved me till my eyes gave no more shine for you If you walked beside me all the long way home If you wasted all of your time on me Well, I couldn't love you more Just couldn't love you more I couldn't love you more Just couldn't love you more And if you gave me all the things I'd never ask of you And if you showed me all the ways you have to cry And if you lay all night in the rain for me I couldn't love you more Just couldn't love you more Just couldn't love you more |
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from John Martyn - The John Martyn Story (2006)
If you kissed the sun right out of the sky for me
And if you told me all the lies that I deserve And if you laid all night in the rain for me Well, I couldn't love you more Just couldn't love you more I couldn't love you more And if you loved me till my eyes gave no more shine for you If you walked beside me all the long way home If you wasted all of your time on me Well, I couldn't love you more Just couldn't love you more I couldn't love you more Just couldn't love you more And if you gave me all the things I'd never ask of you And if you showed me all the ways you have to cry And if you lay all night in the rain for me I couldn't love you more Just couldn't love you more Just couldn't love you more |
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from John Martyn - One World (1977)
Oh darling, it's gonna be late when we get back home
Can you wait till we get back home? We don't go walking and reeling And rocking 'round the whole round town Walking and talking 'round the whole round town Don't go rolling and rocking 'round the whole round town Let another man take you home Let another man take you home Oh darling, I wanted to leave but I had to stay Boys wouldn't let me run away Been walking and reeling And rocking 'round the whole round town Been walking and talking 'round the whole round town Been rolling and a-rocking 'round the whole round town Let the morning bring me home Let the morning bring me home Well, this is alright, go out all night Well, this is alright, you go out all night I tell you there's been no romancing There's been no fancypantsing I've been dancing, dancing, dancing, dancing, dancing Oh darling, I want you to try to understand If you're leading the life of a music man You've got to walk around and reel around And rock around the whole round town Walk around, talk around the whole round town Go rolling and rocking out the whole round town Till the morning takes you home Till the morning takes you home Oh darling, it's gonna be late when we get back home Can you wait till we get back home? We don't go walking and reeling And rocking 'round the whole round town Walking and talking 'round the whole round town Don't go rolling and rocking 'round the whole round town Don't let another man take you home Don't let another man take you home Well, this is alright, go out all night Well, this is alright, go out all night I tell you there's been no romancing There's been no fancypantsing There's been life-enhancing, take-a-chancing Dancing, dancing, dancing, dancing, dancing |
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from John Martyn - One World (1977)
Oh darling, it's gonna be late when we get back home
Can you wait till we get back home? We don't go walking and reeling And rocking 'round the whole round town Walking and talking 'round the whole round town Don't go rolling and rocking 'round the whole round town Let another man take you home Let another man take you home Oh darling, I wanted to leave but I had to stay Boys wouldn't let me run away Been walking and reeling And rocking 'round the whole round town Been walking and talking 'round the whole round town Been rolling and a-rocking 'round the whole round town Let the morning bring me home Let the morning bring me home Well, this is alright, go out all night Well, this is alright, you go out all night I tell you there's been no romancing There's been no fancypantsing I've been dancing, dancing, dancing, dancing, dancing Oh darling, I want you to try to understand If you're leading the life of a music man You've got to walk around and reel around And rock around the whole round town Walk around, talk around the whole round town Go rolling and rocking out the whole round town Till the morning takes you home Till the morning takes you home Oh darling, it's gonna be late when we get back home Can you wait till we get back home? We don't go walking and reeling And rocking 'round the whole round town Walking and talking 'round the whole round town Don't go rolling and rocking 'round the whole round town Don't let another man take you home Don't let another man take you home Well, this is alright, go out all night Well, this is alright, go out all night I tell you there's been no romancing There's been no fancypantsing There's been life-enhancing, take-a-chancing Dancing, dancing, dancing, dancing, dancing |
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from John Martyn - One World (1977)
Well I cannot be your lover
And I will not be your friend Well, I know you say you need me But I have no time to spend We could talk like this for hours I just end up getting bored 'Cause no one needs a dealer Just the day before a score Let me in, let me in Let me in, sweet darling, let me in, let me in Let me in, let me in Let me in, sweet darling, let me in, let me in Do you think that you could leave me? 'Could you leave and go away just for a little while? Do you think that I could leave you? Could I leave and go away just for a change of style? Well they tell me that they dig my shit So I sell it to them cheap But they bring the scales and check the deal Are you scared that I might cheat? Well, you're just a spit and polish On a fat man's shiny shoe And I think I hate them for it And I think they hate me too Let me in, let me in Let me in, sweet darling, let me in, let me in Let me in, let me in Let me in, sweet darling, let me in, let me in Well, you spend your whole life moanin' down A telephone for bread You can't get to sleep for tryin' To remember what you said You come around most any time And sell me what you can What you see is what you get Catch me if you can Let me in, let me in Let me in, sweet darling, let me in, let me in Let me in, let me in Let me in, sweet darling, let me in, let me in Do you think that you could leave me? 'Could you leave and go away just for a little while? Do you think that I could leave you? Would I leave and go away just for a change of style? Well, I cannot be your lover And I will not be your friend Well, I know you say you need me But I have no time to spend We could talk like this for hours I just end up getting bored No one needs a dealer Just the day before a score Let me in, Let me in, let me in Let me in, let me in Let me in, let me in Let me in, let me in |
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from John Martyn - One World (1977)
Well I cannot be your lover
And I will not be your friend Well, I know you say you need me But I have no time to spend We could talk like this for hours I just end up getting bored 'Cause no one needs a dealer Just the day before a score Let me in, let me in Let me in, sweet darling, let me in, let me in Let me in, let me in Let me in, sweet darling, let me in, let me in Do you think that you could leave me? 'Could you leave and go away just for a little while? Do you think that I could leave you? Could I leave and go away just for a change of style? Well they tell me that they dig my shit So I sell it to them cheap But they bring the scales and check the deal Are you scared that I might cheat? Well, you're just a spit and polish On a fat man's shiny shoe And I think I hate them for it And I think they hate me too Let me in, let me in Let me in, sweet darling, let me in, let me in Let me in, let me in Let me in, sweet darling, let me in, let me in Well, you spend your whole life moanin' down A telephone for bread You can't get to sleep for tryin' To remember what you said You come around most any time And sell me what you can What you see is what you get Catch me if you can Let me in, let me in Let me in, sweet darling, let me in, let me in Let me in, let me in Let me in, sweet darling, let me in, let me in Do you think that you could leave me? 'Could you leave and go away just for a little while? Do you think that I could leave you? Would I leave and go away just for a change of style? Well, I cannot be your lover And I will not be your friend Well, I know you say you need me But I have no time to spend We could talk like this for hours I just end up getting bored No one needs a dealer Just the day before a score Let me in, Let me in, let me in Let me in, let me in Let me in, let me in Let me in, let me in |
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from John Martyn - One World (1977)
Well I cannot be your lover
And I will not be your friend Well, I know you say you need me But I have no time to spend We could talk like this for hours I just end up getting bored 'Cause no one needs a dealer Just the day before a score Let me in, let me in Let me in, sweet darling, let me in, let me in Let me in, let me in Let me in, sweet darling, let me in, let me in Do you think that you could leave me? 'Could you leave and go away just for a little while? Do you think that I could leave you? Could I leave and go away just for a change of style? Well they tell me that they dig my shit So I sell it to them cheap But they bring the scales and check the deal Are you scared that I might cheat? Well, you're just a spit and polish On a fat man's shiny shoe And I think I hate them for it And I think they hate me too Let me in, let me in Let me in, sweet darling, let me in, let me in Let me in, let me in Let me in, sweet darling, let me in, let me in Well, you spend your whole life moanin' down A telephone for bread You can't get to sleep for tryin' To remember what you said You come around most any time And sell me what you can What you see is what you get Catch me if you can Let me in, let me in Let me in, sweet darling, let me in, let me in Let me in, let me in Let me in, sweet darling, let me in, let me in Do you think that you could leave me? 'Could you leave and go away just for a little while? Do you think that I could leave you? Would I leave and go away just for a change of style? Well, I cannot be your lover And I will not be your friend Well, I know you say you need me But I have no time to spend We could talk like this for hours I just end up getting bored No one needs a dealer Just the day before a score Let me in, Let me in, let me in Let me in, let me in Let me in, let me in Let me in, let me in |
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from John Martyn - One World (1977)
Well I cannot be your lover
And I will not be your friend Well, I know you say you need me But I have no time to spend We could talk like this for hours I just end up getting bored 'Cause no one needs a dealer Just the day before a score Let me in, let me in Let me in, sweet darling, let me in, let me in Let me in, let me in Let me in, sweet darling, let me in, let me in Do you think that you could leave me? 'Could you leave and go away just for a little while? Do you think that I could leave you? Could I leave and go away just for a change of style? Well they tell me that they dig my shit So I sell it to them cheap But they bring the scales and check the deal Are you scared that I might cheat? Well, you're just a spit and polish On a fat man's shiny shoe And I think I hate them for it And I think they hate me too Let me in, let me in Let me in, sweet darling, let me in, let me in Let me in, let me in Let me in, sweet darling, let me in, let me in Well, you spend your whole life moanin' down A telephone for bread You can't get to sleep for tryin' To remember what you said You come around most any time And sell me what you can What you see is what you get Catch me if you can Let me in, let me in Let me in, sweet darling, let me in, let me in Let me in, let me in Let me in, sweet darling, let me in, let me in Do you think that you could leave me? 'Could you leave and go away just for a little while? Do you think that I could leave you? Would I leave and go away just for a change of style? Well, I cannot be your lover And I will not be your friend Well, I know you say you need me But I have no time to spend We could talk like this for hours I just end up getting bored No one needs a dealer Just the day before a score Let me in, Let me in, let me in Let me in, let me in Let me in, let me in Let me in, let me in |
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from John Martyn - Solid Air/ Classics Re-Visited (2002)
Well I cannot be your lover
And I will not be your friend Well, I know you say you need me But I have no time to spend We could talk like this for hours I just end up getting bored 'Cause no one needs a dealer Just the day before a score Let me in, let me in Let me in, sweet darling, let me in, let me in Let me in, let me in Let me in, sweet darling, let me in, let me in Do you think that you could leave me? 'Could you leave and go away just for a little while? Do you think that I could leave you? Could I leave and go away just for a change of style? Well they tell me that they dig my shit So I sell it to them cheap But they bring the scales and check the deal Are you scared that I might cheat? Well, you're just a spit and polish On a fat man's shiny shoe And I think I hate them for it And I think they hate me too Let me in, let me in Let me in, sweet darling, let me in, let me in Let me in, let me in Let me in, sweet darling, let me in, let me in Well, you spend your whole life moanin' down A telephone for bread You can't get to sleep for tryin' To remember what you said You come around most any time And sell me what you can What you see is what you get Catch me if you can Let me in, let me in Let me in, sweet darling, let me in, let me in Let me in, let me in Let me in, sweet darling, let me in, let me in Do you think that you could leave me? 'Could you leave and go away just for a little while? Do you think that I could leave you? Would I leave and go away just for a change of style? Well, I cannot be your lover And I will not be your friend Well, I know you say you need me But I have no time to spend We could talk like this for hours I just end up getting bored No one needs a dealer Just the day before a score Let me in, Let me in, let me in Let me in, let me in Let me in, let me in Let me in, let me in |
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from John Martyn - Glorious Fool (1981)
Some kid I met today made mention of your name
He told me that he'd seen you at the local fun and games He said you laughed, when he asked about my health He told me your arrived alone and split with someone else. You couldn't do that, wouldn't do that Tell me that you, just didn't think about it You wouldn't do that, couldn't do that Tell me that it, just didn't cross your mind You couldn't do that, wouldn't do that Tell me that you, just didn't think about it Not you. So I called you on your private telephone I was told politely that my lady was not home You was somewhere foreign, having fun If I leave my name and number, something might be done. You wouldn't do that, couldn't do that Tell me that you, just didn't think about it You couldn't do that, wouldn't do that Tell me that it, just didn't cross your mind You wouldn't do that, couldn't do that Tell me that you, just didn't think about it Not you, not me, not you, not me. And so I told my friend about your goings on He told me he was not surprised to find that you had gone Cause he'd seen you at the airport with your ticket in your hand Leaving me to dangle like a yo-yo in your hand. You couldn't do that, wouldn't do that Tell me that you, just didn't think about it You couldn't do that, wouldn't do that Tell me that it, just didn't cross your mind You wouldn't do that, couldn't do that Tell me that you, just didn't think about it Oh, not you. Friend I met today made mention of your name He told me that he'd seen you at the local fun and games He said you laughed, when he asked about my health He told me your arrived alone and split with someone else. You couldn't do that, wouldn't do that Tell me that you, just didn't think about it You couldn't do that, wouldn't do that Tell me that it, just didn't cross your mind You couldn't do that, wouldn't do that Tell me that you, just didn't think about it Couldn't, wouldn't, shouldn't, couldn't, wouldn't do it to me Couldn't shouldn't wouldn't, couldn't, should not do it to a dog. You couldn't do that, wouldn't do that Tell me that you, just didn't think about it You wouldn't do that, couldn't do it Tell me that you, just didn't think about it You wouldn't do that, couldn't do that Tell me that you, just didn't think about it Would not do that to me |
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from John Martyn - London Conversation (1967)
It ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe
If you don't know by now It ain't no use to sit and wonder why, baby It just don't matter anyhow When the rooster crows at the break of dawn Look out of your window, I'll be gone You're the reason that I'm travelling on Don't think twice, it's alright. It ain't no use you calling out my name, girl Like you never done before It ain't no use you calling out my name, girl I just can't hear you any more I wish there was something that you might do or say To make me change my mind and stay We never did too much talking anyway Don't think twice, it's alright. It ain't no use you turning on your light, babe The light that I never knew It ain't no use you turning on your light, baby Cos I'm on the dark side of the road Well, I'm not saying that you treated me unkind You could have done better, I just don't mind You just kind of wasted my precious time Don't think twice, it's alright. I'm walking down my long lonesome road, babe Where I'm bound I can't tell Goodbye is too good a word, baby So I'll just say Fare thee well. I'm thinking and I'm wondering all the way down the road I once loved a woman, a child I'm told I gave her my heart but she wanted my soul Don't think twice Don't think twice Don't think twice, it's alright |
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from John Martyn - Solid Air (1973)
I don't want to know about evil
Only want to know about love I don't want to know about evil Only want to know about love Sometimes it gets so hard to listen Hard for me to use my eyes And all around the gold is glistening Making sure it keeps me down to size And I don't want to know about evil Only want to know about love I don't want to know one thing about evil Only want to know about love I'm waiting for the planes to tumble Waiting for the towns to fall I'm waiting for the cities to crumble Waiting till the sea a grow Yes, it's getting hard to listen Hard for us to use our eyes 'Cause all around that gold is glistening Making sure it keeps us hypnotized And I don't want to know about evil I only want to know about love I don't want to know about evil Only want to know about love I don't want to know anything about evil Only want to know about love I don't want to know about evil Only want to know about love I don't want to know about evil I only want to know about love And I don't want to know anything about evil Only want to know about love |
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from John Martyn - Late Night John (2004)
I don't want to know about evil
Only want to know about love I don't want to know about evil Only want to know about love Sometimes it gets so hard to listen Hard for me to use my eyes And all around the gold is glistening Making sure it keeps me down to size And I don't want to know about evil Only want to know about love I don't want to know one thing about evil Only want to know about love I'm waiting for the planes to tumble Waiting for the towns to fall I'm waiting for the cities to crumble Waiting till the sea a grow Yes, it's getting hard to listen Hard for us to use our eyes 'Cause all around that gold is glistening Making sure it keeps us hypnotized And I don't want to know about evil I only want to know about love I don't want to know about evil Only want to know about love I don't want to know anything about evil Only want to know about love I don't want to know about evil Only want to know about love I don't want to know about evil I only want to know about love And I don't want to know anything about evil Only want to know about love |
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from John Martyn - The John Martyn Story (2006)
I don't want to know about evil
Only want to know about love I don't want to know about evil Only want to know about love Sometimes it gets so hard to listen Hard for me to use my eyes And all around the gold is glistening Making sure it keeps me down to size And I don't want to know about evil Only want to know about love I don't want to know one thing about evil Only want to know about love I'm waiting for the planes to tumble Waiting for the towns to fall I'm waiting for the cities to crumble Waiting till the sea a grow Yes, it's getting hard to listen Hard for us to use our eyes 'Cause all around that gold is glistening Making sure it keeps us hypnotized And I don't want to know about evil I only want to know about love I don't want to know about evil Only want to know about love I don't want to know anything about evil Only want to know about love I don't want to know about evil Only want to know about love I don't want to know about evil I only want to know about love And I don't want to know anything about evil Only want to know about love |
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from John Martyn - Solid Air (2010)
I don't want to know about evil
Only want to know about love I don't want to know about evil Only want to know about love Sometimes it gets so hard to listen Hard for me to use my eyes And all around the gold is glistening Making sure it keeps me down to size And I don't want to know about evil Only want to know about love I don't want to know one thing about evil Only want to know about love I'm waiting for the planes to tumble Waiting for the towns to fall I'm waiting for the cities to crumble Waiting till the sea a grow Yes, it's getting hard to listen Hard for us to use our eyes 'Cause all around that gold is glistening Making sure it keeps us hypnotized And I don't want to know about evil I only want to know about love I don't want to know about evil Only want to know about love I don't want to know anything about evil Only want to know about love I don't want to know about evil Only want to know about love I don't want to know about evil I only want to know about love And I don't want to know anything about evil Only want to know about love |
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from John Martyn - Glorious Fool (1981)
The army and the navy
They never will agree Til all the men and all the boys Are gone from our country. Don't you go Don't you go my son Don't you go Don't you go my son. The proud and the powerful In whose hands we lie Never will be pleasured Til all our women cry. Don't you go Don't you go Ah, don't you go Don't you go my son. The mastery, the misery Called the art of war Must never try and foil world peace As it has done before. Don't you go Don't you go my son Don't you go Don't you go my son. The army and the navy They never will agree 'Til all the men and all the boys Are gone from this country. Oh, don't you go Don't you go my son Don't you go Don't you go. Don't you go Don't you go Don't you go Don't you go my son |
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from John Martyn - Solid Air (1973)
No, no, no, no - it can't be true
No, no, no, no - it isn't you No, no, no, no - it's not the way you are No, no, no, no - it isn't you No, no, no, no - it can't be true No, no, no, no - it's not the way you are Bad dreams for me Bad dreams by the sea Dreaming you've got a lover Dreaming I got another Dreaming that there's a killer in your eyes Dreaming that you're a user Dreaming that I'm a loser Dreaming that there's a killer in my eyes Bad dreams for me Bad dreams by the sea Dreaming about a place of shades Dreaming about the ace of spades Dreaming about us taking things too far No, no, no, no - it can't be you No, no, no, no - it isn't true No, no, no, no - it's not the way you are Bad dreams for me Bad dreams by the sea |
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from John Martyn - Solid Air (2010)
No, no, no, no - it can't be true
No, no, no, no - it isn't you No, no, no, no - it's not the way you are No, no, no, no - it isn't you No, no, no, no - it can't be true No, no, no, no - it's not the way you are Bad dreams for me Bad dreams by the sea Dreaming you've got a lover Dreaming I got another Dreaming that there's a killer in your eyes Dreaming that you're a user Dreaming that I'm a loser Dreaming that there's a killer in my eyes Bad dreams for me Bad dreams by the sea Dreaming about a place of shades Dreaming about the ace of spades Dreaming about us taking things too far No, no, no, no - it can't be you No, no, no, no - it isn't true No, no, no, no - it's not the way you are Bad dreams for me Bad dreams by the sea |
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from John Martyn - Solid Air/ Classics Re-Visited (2002)
Mister jelly roll baker,
Can I please be your slave? When Gabriel blows his horn, I'm going to rise from my grave. Oh yeah, sweet jelly roll; You bake the best jelly roll in town. You're the only man that bakes jelly, And you keep your temper down. They say: Can I place an order for three weeks ahead? I'd rather have your jelly than my home-baked bread. 'Cause I'm just crazy about you jelly, I'm so wild about your jelly roll. You're the only man that bakes jelly And you keep it in your soul. You can take all my women, You kan sure keep them all: I got a brand new secret, That you can't catch on to at all: I'm a jelly roll baker, I bake the best jelly roll in town. I'm the only man that bakes jelly And I keep my temper down. I'm the only man that bakes jelly and I keep my temper down; I'm the only man that bakes jelly and I keep my temper down.. [Live versions have this second verse] I was locked up for murder in the first degree; Judge's wife sent down and said: 'Let that boy go free, He's my jelly roll baker, Bakes the best jelly roll in town. He's the only man that bakes jelly That keeps his temper down.' |
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from John Martyn - London Conversation (1967)
If you want to ride a rainbow, come with me,
I will take you to the magic purple sea. Maybe we will find a thousand sugar fish; When you eat them they will grant your every wish. And if you want your friends to come, Then bring them all along... If you want to catch a star then walk my way, I will take you where the night is always day. You can follow me if you really try; Maybe we will find a rainbow to teach it to fly. And if you want your friends to come, Then bring them all along... I will take you through the magic dancing wood, And I will take you where the goblins are all good. I will take you where the elfs and pixies do sing, And I will take you 'round the magic fairy ring. And if you want your friends to come, Then bring them all along... Bow your head and let your eyelids close on down. Where we're going you won't need to bring your frown: You will find that all the things that I have said Will come true when you are lying in your bed. And if you want your friends to come, Then bring them all along... |
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from John Martyn - The John Martyn Story (2006)
If you want to ride a rainbow, come with me,
I will take you to the magic purple sea. Maybe we will find a thousand sugar fish; When you eat them they will grant your every wish. And if you want your friends to come, Then bring them all along... If you want to catch a star then walk my way, I will take you where the night is always day. You can follow me if you really try; Maybe we will find a rainbow to teach it to fly. And if you want your friends to come, Then bring them all along... I will take you through the magic dancing wood, And I will take you where the goblins are all good. I will take you where the elfs and pixies do sing, And I will take you 'round the magic fairy ring. And if you want your friends to come, Then bring them all along... Bow your head and let your eyelids close on down. Where we're going you won't need to bring your frown: You will find that all the things that I have said Will come true when you are lying in your bed. And if you want your friends to come, Then bring them all along... |
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from John Martyn - Solid Air/ Classics Re-Visited (2002)
Here a fine line, there a fine line
Oh what a time we had Here a strange place, and there a strange face Doesn't it make you sad I will call up my friends and say Come on over, make my night or my day And talk about who's the finest folk in town. There a day's grace, here a night's space Oh what a lovely rhyme Take it from me, there is no disgrace In having yourself a time I will call up my friends and say Come on over and make my day And talk about the love that I know is in us all. Making the bread, going mad in the head I know when I'm going too far I want to get back, want to take up the slack Get where the good times are But I will call up all my friends and will say I will say: Come on over make my night or my day And we'll talk about who's the finest folk in town. Here a fine line, there a fine wine Oh what a time we had Here a strange place, there a strange face Didn't it make me sad I will call up my friends and say Now come on over and make my day And tell me about the love that's in us all. That's in us all |
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from John Martyn - The John Martyn Story (2006)
Here a fine line, there a fine line
Oh what a time we had Here a strange place, and there a strange face Doesn't it make you sad I will call up my friends and say Come on over, make my night or my day And talk about who's the finest folk in town. There a day's grace, here a night's space Oh what a lovely rhyme Take it from me, there is no disgrace In having yourself a time I will call up my friends and say Come on over and make my day And talk about the love that I know is in us all. Making the bread, going mad in the head I know when I'm going too far I want to get back, want to take up the slack Get where the good times are But I will call up all my friends and will say I will say: Come on over make my night or my day And we'll talk about who's the finest folk in town. Here a fine line, there a fine wine Oh what a time we had Here a strange place, there a strange face Didn't it make me sad I will call up my friends and say Now come on over and make my day And tell me about the love that's in us all. That's in us all |
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