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from John Mayall - Bare Wires[Decca] (1968)
My blues for Jenny means she’s not around
I wish my Jenny could be homeward bound I’d live through all my lonely confusion if I c’d only see her again I think of Jenny as a memory I wish my Jenny could be here with me I’d live through all my lonely confusion if I c’d only see her again I don’t see Jenny ? and the years go by Maybe that Jenny gotta ’nother guy I’d live through all my lonely confusion if I c’d only see her again I dream of Jenny and the night is cold My bed is empty, need her now to hold I’d live through all my lonely confusion if I c’d only see her again |
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from John Mayall - Bare Wires[Decca] (1968)
Oh, where is my Sandy?
What does she do each day and night? Well, I follow her behaviour The way she do it just ain't right Well, she's taken my pendant It's lying on her breast But if I was her lover I'd lay her down and take the rest Well, I stood by her doorway She couldn't see me from afar But it hurt me to see her Step inside another man's car Well, I knew I'd be waiting For her to come to me in vain But I'll still be waiting When she takes me for a fool again Well, Sandy, oh, Sandy The way you do, it just ain't right The way you do It just ain't right |
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from John Mayall - Empty Rooms (1996)
Establishment doctrine
In the USA Make you very uptight You don't want Anybody standing in your way Plan your revolution But you mustn't fail Examine eyery angle Or you'll find the power people Putting you in jail Because the old ones Are going to put you down They want the longhairs out of town They've forgotten they were rebels too Fighting for freedom back in '42 But how will you be feeling Twenty years from now When all your sons and daughters Will be criticising you For the things you do? Keep your head together Accept reality Don't become a druggie Unless you're Too weak to face responsibility Take initial action Show them you are fair Show them you're constructive Abide by the laws Or you will be nowhere Tell the old ones what has got to be Point the finger- It's up to you and me Get the nation aware of what is wrong We need to feel We've got a home where we belong So study your behavior Before you criticise You'll need a lot of leaders To clear away Hypocrisy and wars and lies Don't put off another day What you could do today! |
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from John Mayall - Empty Rooms (1996) | |||||
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from John Mayall - Empty Rooms (1996)
Thinking of my woman I'm sitting in my hotel room Hoping that she loves me Wishing I could see her soon When I left my woman Was it only yesterday? Seems like so much longer Since I had to go away Parting at all airports Make me feel I want to cry When I left my woman It hurt to have to say goodbye Somewhere across the country I wonder what she's doing now I'm lonely for my woman I must get her back somehow |
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from John Mayall - A Sense Of Place (1996)
Just outside of Fort Worth
Texas one ninetynine There's a rundown strip of old night clubs Been there for a very long time Head on out towards Jacksboro Till you see that neon flashing Man they got it all there If you're looking for some action They got the craps game at the Black Cat Strip tease at the Duce Over at the Skyline It's always loud and loose Hey the winos bummin' Rich folks slummin' Watchout man 'cous the cops ain't going to The Jacksboro Highway Jacksboro Highway Jacksboro Highway There's always something going down You better watch your back boy You better cover your bets The further down that road you go The rougher it's gonna get Remember that stabbing at the Peppermint lounge Broken glass and blood was on the ground You better forget every thing you see Even if it's murder in the first degree Out on the Jacksboro Highway Jacksboro Highway Jacksboro Highway There's always something going down Hey the winos bummin' Rich folks slummin' Watchout man 'cous the cops ain't going to The Jacksboro Highway Jacksboro Highway Jacksboro Highway There's always something going down |
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Don't take her for granted
She had a hard time Don't misunderstand her Or play with her mind Treat her so gently It will pay you in time You gotta know She's a sensitive kind Tell her you love her Each and every night You will discover She will treat you right If you believe I know you will find There ain't nothing like A sensitive kind She gets so lonely Waiting for you You are the only Thing to help her through Don't take her for granted She had a hard time You gotta knowshe's a sensitive kind |
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from John Mayall - A Sense Of Place (1996)
Once I had a little girl
Brought a smile into my world So sweet she had a namecalled her sugar cane Sugar cane was natural born Cajun from the country lord I swear she was the sweetest thingi loved that sugar cane Sugar cane would go to town And all the men folk turned around Makin' eyes they'd want to tryto steal her away from me But I got my knife and I'd hold her hand So them boys would understand Don't mess around I mean it mani love my sugar cane And then one day she had to leave And travel far away from me Lord I was lonesomelike I'd never been before And then one night I fell asleep And dreamed she had come back to me And when I woke next morningyes she's knocking on my door I said sugar cane Ya done come back babynever gonna leave again |
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from John Mayall - Wake Up Call (1996)
She was my lover
She was working undercover Oh the woman knew all of the moves She really had me rompin' We were barefoot stompin' She just kept igniting my fuse I was blinded by the blackness Of her long silk stockings She was rocking with an optical illusion This ain't how I'd thought it'd be She just kept on keeping me In a total state of confusion She took me for a ride Rattled me down to my shoes And I found out She was an undercover agent for the blues She never really needed love Omnidirectional I was just an innocent bystander She kept on getting kinkier I sank hook, line, and sinker Just, just, just too hot to handle She took me by storm It must of been a season for the fools She's so bad An undercover agent for the blues |
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from John Mayall - Blues For The Lost (1997)
Looking back through the years
Like I got myself a time machine Memories flood around me People and places where I've been I had the blues for the lost days Way back when times were lean We had Sonny Boy, Freddy King and Hendrix And they'd be sitting in till the break of dawn Sweating at the all night Flamingo And coming out to pigeons on a Sunday morn So many raves, so much music But back then, nobody knew that the London blues were born So today I got to thinking Where go friends that drift apart Some of them are dead and gone now But they still live on in my heart I had the blues for the lost days And there ain't never gonna be no counterpart |
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from John Mayall - The Turning Point (1997)
Going back to California
So many good thing around Don't want to leave California The sun seems to never go down Some people may treat you ugly Some people beautiful too That's the way life is all over Look for the good things for you California There's a good place to be California That's where I'm feeling so free California I'll be back there before long I'll be back there before long I'll be back there before long |
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from John Mayall - The Turning Point (1997)
I'm gonna fight for you JB
Your passing made so many cry I'm gonna fight for you JB Your passing made so many cry But you're resting now from trouble Out in God's land beyond the sky I believe you got a bad deal And that's something I want put right I believe you got a bad deal And that's something I want put right Get the people to hear your blues Keep them thinking day and night You were born in Mississippi And now your body's laid to rest down there You were born in Mississippi And now your body's laid to rest down there But I'm fighting for you JB I want your blues heard everywhere |
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from John Mayall - The Turning Point (1997)
May seem peculiar
How I think o'you If you want me, darlin' Here's what you must do You gotta give me 'cause I can't give the best Unless I got room to move If you want me darlin' Take me how you can I'll be circulating 'cause that's the way I am You gotta give me 'cause I can't give the best Unless I got room to move |
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from John Mayall - The Turning Point (1997)
Living in Saw Mill Gulch Road
There's a lonely girl who's now fifteen Living in Saw Mill Gulch Road There's a lonely girl who's now fifteen Since I been gone, left a part of me Things unsaid - remembering I took her home. We rode a car Through rushing trees, the moon and night I took her home. We rode a car Through rushing trees, the moon and night It seemed so wrong to say goodbye Things unsaid. It wasn't right She's sneaking our her back window I'm waiting in Saw Mill Gulch Road She's sneaking our her back window I'm waiting in Saw Mill Gulch Road She couldn't see me ride away And leave her behind so all alone A pack of cards for solitaire Hidden meanings to stow away A pack of cards for solitaire Hidden meanings to stow away Lots of things for memories For when she dreams of future days |
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from John Mayall - The Turning Point (1997)
So hard to share, the one you love with another guy
So hard to share, one you love with another guy When she's with you, you fear your time will soon expire Where are you girl? I want to love you when I can Where are you girl? Want to love you when I can If he keeps you locked up, all my wishes have no chance If she loves him that's OK, yeah, I want to step back keep control If she loves him that's OK, I want to step back keep control He knows she'll never leave me, [lyrics indistinct] |
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from John Mayall - The Turning Point (1997)
The time must surely come
For the laws to fit the times The time must surely come For the laws to fit the times But while the law is standing You've got to open up your minds It seems to be the fashion To say you're right and they are wrong It seems to be the fashion To say you're right and they are wrong But if you don't see both sides You'll find yourself in jail 'fore long You're screaming at policemen But they're only doing a gig You're screaming at policemen But they're only doing a gig Try and take the time To figure out how the issue got that big Lenny Bruce was trying to tell you Many things before he died Lenny Bruce was trying to tell you Many things before he died Like don't throw rocks at policemen But get the knots of law untied Every time you're holding You are guilty of a crime Every time you're holding You are guilty of a crime The laws must change one day But it's going to take some time |
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from John Mayall - The Turning Point (1997)
I call her on the telephone
But she is hardly ever home I know she's gotten a lovin' man And so I see her when I can Roxanne will always be my friend And that's the way I'll keep her love I think she's pretty as a rose I take her out and buy her clothes I'd like to take her home with me But I must wait until she's free Roxanne will always be my friend And that's the way I'll keep her love I love to touch her when we walk I love to listen to her talk The way I feel I can't explain But I will wait for her again Roxanne will always be my friend And that's the way I'll keep her love |
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from John Mayall - Room To Move 1969-1974 (1998)
Going back to California
So many good thing around Don't want to leave California The sun seems to never go down Some people may treat you ugly Some people beautiful too That's the way life is all over Look for the good things for you California There's a good place to be California That's where I'm feeling so free California I'll be back there before long I'll be back there before long I'll be back there before long |
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from John Mayall - Room To Move 1969-1974 (1998) | |||||
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from John Mayall - Room To Move 1969-1974 (1998)
Tell me woman
Who you're with tonight If you're on your own that's allright But if you don't want me with you Don't waste my time with your jive Do you have a place where we could go? Or does your mother want you home? Don't waste my time I don't have long It's hard to find a woman When you know you'll soon be gone So break the rules And tell me "yes" I'll prove to you That love is best But if you don't want me with you Don't waste my time with your jive In this big city I'm high and dry- I just can't make out Though I try So if you don't want me with you Don't waste my time with your jive |
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from John Mayall - Room To Move 1969-1974 (1998) | |||||
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from John Mayall - Room To Move 1969-1974 (1998)
Baby it's no use, like yesterday's dreams
That we were lovers now you're gone When you're alone, waiting by the phone Give me a call, I'll be there Baby, we've been lovers, so many years So hard to break up now, all those tears I still care, so much more to share Yeah, we're frail, call on me |
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from John Mayall - Room To Move 1969-1974 (1998)
When I was a boy of eleven years I never saw my pa
Never understood what divorces were I hadn't grown that far Loading our belongings on a little horse and cart Mama said that she and daddy were now apart These are the things I still remember from so long ago Going to the seaside once a year, castles in the sand Going to the fairground with my pennies counted in my hand Going to the circus crying if I saw a clown Walking on my six foot stilts and never falling down These are the things I still remember from so long ago Yelling at my brother, he's in hiding, won't play in the snow Everything I do he just won't follow, doesn't want to go Playing in the fields pretending I'm a Buccaneer Threw a sword, accidentally hit him in the ear These are the things I still remember from so long ago Playing up the garden always building huts of turf and mud Playing in the woods when an owl attacked me, mopped away the blood Blowing up a rubber boat and patching up the holes Falling in the water, dripping wet and catching colds These are the things I still remember from so long ago |
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from John Mayall - Room To Move 1969-1974 (1998)
My pretty girl is sitting in her room of red
My pretty girl lying on her furry bed Pretty as the moonlight I only want to treat her right My pretty girl doing something to her hair My pretty girl dressing up with special care Pretty as the moonlight I only want to treat her right My pretty girl making me feel her man My pretty girl hugging me when she can Pretty as the moonlight I only want to treat her right My pretty girl sleeping in the still of night My pretty girl glowing in the candlelight Pretty as the moonlight I only want to treat her right |
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from John Mayall - Room To Move 1969-1974 (1998)
Man's a filthy creature
Raping the land and water and the air Tomorrow may be too late? Now's the time that you must be aware Nature's disappearing Polluted death is coming, do you care? Garbage going nowhere Soon the dumps will spread to your front door Lakes and rivers stagnant Nothing lives or grows like years before Nature's disappearing The world you take for granted ... soon no more Read about pollution Make manufacturers uncomfortable Boycott at the market Containers that are non-returnable Aluminum, glass or plastic Eternal waste that's not destructible We're of a generation That may live out our natural time But as for all our children? Born to suffocate in human slime Nature's disappearing And we are guilty of this massive crime |
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from John Mayall - Room To Move 1969-1974 (1998) | |||||
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from John Mayall - Room To Move 1969-1974 (1998)
Every street is choking
Looks like too much traffic on the road No fun in driving You wait in line forever just to go Heavy roar of engines Sitting in your prisons on the road Everybody's rushing Is it so important to be so Where's it going to lead to If all the rushing leads to moving slow Heavy roar of engines Sitting in your prisons on the road Poison from your engine Merges with the air we've got to breathe Look at that congestion Don't it make you want to pack and leave Thoughts you've been having Sitting in your prisons on the road |
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from John Mayall - Room To Move 1969-1974 (1998) | |||||
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from John Mayall - Room To Move 1969-1974 (1998)
May seem peculiar
How I think o'you If you want me, darlin' Here's what you must do You gotta give me 'cause I can't give the best Unless I got room to move If you want me darlin' Take me how you can I'll be circulating 'cause that's the way I am You gotta give me 'cause I can't give the best Unless I got room to move |
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from John Mayall - Room To Move 1969-1974 (1998) | |||||
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from John Mayall - Room To Move 1969-1974 (1998) | |||||
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from John Mayall - Room To Move 1969-1974 (1998)
The time must surely come
For the laws to fit the times The time must surely come For the laws to fit the times But while the law is standing You've got to open up your minds It seems to be the fashion To say you're right and they are wrong It seems to be the fashion To say you're right and they are wrong But if you don't see both sides You'll find yourself in jail 'fore long You're screaming at policemen But they're only doing a gig You're screaming at policemen But they're only doing a gig Try and take the time To figure out how the issue got that big Lenny Bruce was trying to tell you Many things before he died Lenny Bruce was trying to tell you Many things before he died Like don't throw rocks at policemen But get the knots of law untied Every time you're holding You are guilty of a crime Every time you're holding You are guilty of a crime The laws must change one day But it's going to take some time |