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Perkns
Well it's one for the money, two for the show Three to get ready now go cat go. But don't you, step on my blue suede shoes. You Can do anything but lay off of my blue suede shoes You can knock me down, step on my face Slander my name all over the place. Do anything that you wanna do But uh uh honey lay off of my shoes. You can do anything but lay off of my blue suede shoes. You can burn my house, you can steal my car Drink my liquor from an old fruit jar Do anything that you wanna do But uh uh honey lay off of my shoes But don't you, step on my blue suede shoes. Well you can do anything but lay off of my blue suede shoes. Well it's one for the money, two for the show Three to get ready, Now go cat go But don't you, step on my blue suede shoes. You can do anything but lay off of my blue suede shoes. Well it's blue, blue, blue suede shoes Blue, blue, blue suede shoes yeh! Well blue, blue, blue suede shoes Blue, blue, blue suede shoes Well you can do anything but lay off of my blue suede shoes. |
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By the time I get to Phoenix, she'll be rising
And she'll find that note that I left hanging on the door And she'll laugh when she reads the part That says: "I'm leaving" Cause I've left that girl so many times before And by the time I get to Albuquerque, she'll be working And she'll take off time just to give me a call And she'll hear that phone keep right on ringing and ringing On the wall, yeah oh, that's all And by the time I make Oklahoma, she'll be sleeping She'll turn softly in her sleep and call my name out low And then she'll cry just to think that I'd really leave her, I left her But time after time after time I tried to tell her so But she just didn't know That I would really go That I would really go |
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Hendricks
City ways are gonna get you, baby City ways is gonna small you in City ways are gonna keep you, baby Down in the hollow you're in Down in the hollow you're in Everybody, it seems, is hustling Just to get an extra dollar or two When you think that is your turn to have it Someone's gonna step on you You know they're gonna step on you And it's hard A country life is all I've ever known, now Yeah, it's hard City life, girl, is bringing me down It's dragging me down (Solo) yeah, yeah When you get to the end of your road, now You're about to lose your lies talked warm Just hang on that last moment When you get it by the door Lock up the door Take me back to the real thing, baby You know this place ain't right to me Keep me out this hard tight city Take me back where I can re-breath You know I just wanna be free (solo) yeah, yeah (and fade)…. |
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from Johnny Rivers - Anthology 1964-1977 (1999)
Cooke
Cupid draw back your bow And let your arrow go Straight to that girl's heart for me Cupid please hear my cry And let your arrow fly Straight to that girl's heart for me Now I don't mean to bother you but I'm in distress There's danger of me losing all of my happiness For I love a girl who don't know I exist And this you can fix So... Cupid draw back your bow And let your arrow go Straight to my lover's heart for me Nobody but me Cupid please hear my cry And let your arrow fly Straight to my lover's heart for me Now Cupid if you do it, make her love strong for me I promise I will lover her until eternity I know between the two of us her heart we can steal Help me if you will So... Cupid draw back your bow And let your arrow go Straight to my lover's heart for me Nobody but me Cupid please hear my cry And let your arrow fly Straight to that girl's heart for me Cupid, Cupid, Cupid, Draw back that bow... |
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from Johnny Rivers - Anthology 1964-1977 (1999)
Rivers
It’s a cold and rainy Friday night City life’s got me all up tight My mind keeps wandering far away Vibrations tell me it’s time to leave L.A. Going back to Big Sur Wish I could leave today I want to walk beneath those Redwood trees Just South of Monterey. A little cabin quiet and alone No television and no telephone Water trickling down this little stream Makes you wonder, is it all just a dream ? Going back to Big Sur This time I might just stay Going back and straighten out my head Just South of Monterey. Gentle people all around Never try to put you down Makes you feel like someone new And they don’t care who you are or what you do. Guess I’ll drive up highway I dig the ocean, kiss the setting sun The stars dancing in the sky Sort of puts you on a natural high And that girl. |
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from Johnny Rivers - Anthology 1964-1977 (1999)
Morrison
We were born before the wind, also younger than the sun Ere the bonnie boat was won as we sailed into the mystic. Hark, now hear the sailors cry, smell the sea and feel the sky Let your soul and spirit fly into the mystic. And when that fog horn blows, I will be coming home Mmm, and when the fog horn blows, I want to hear it I don't have to fear it. And I want to rock your gypsy soul just like way back in the days of old And magnificently we will flow into the mystic. When that fog horn blows, you know I will be coming home And when that fog horn whistle blows, I got to hear it I don't have to fear it. And I want to rock your gypsy soul just like way back in the days of old And together we will flow into the mystic. Come on girl Too late to stop now. |
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Hendricks
I nearly lost myself Tryin’ to be someone else All of life I’ve been playing the game. Gotta get out of myself it seems Life’s not real when you’re in a dream Hang on to your head and give it a try. To live you must nearly die Giving up the need to say I Look to your soul for the answer Look to your soul. So many people passing by Have a need to identify All of us want to be satisfied. Few people seem to care Livin’ the life that goes nowhere Nobody takes the time to try. To live you must nearly die Giving up the need to say I Look to your soul for the answer Look to your soul. |
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from Johnny Rivers - Anthology 1964-1977 (1999)
Berry
As I was motivatin' over the hill I saw Mabellene in a Coup de Ville A Cadillac a-rollin' on the open road Nothin' will outrun my V8 Ford The Cadillac doin' about 95 She's bumper to bumper, rollin' side by side. Maybellene, why can't you be true ? Oh, Maybellene, why can't you be true ? You've started back doin' the things you used to do. Well, the Cadillac pulled up ahead of the Ford The Ford got hot and wouldn't do no more It then got cloudy and started to rain I tooted my horn for a passin' lane The rainwater blowin' all under my hood I know that I was doin' my motor good. Maybellene, why can't you be true ? Oh, Maybellene, why can't you be true ? You've started back doin' the things you used to do. The heat went down, the motor cooled down And that's when I heard that highway sound The Cadillac a-sittin' like a ton of lead A hundred and ten half a mile ahead The Cadillac lookin' like it's sittin' still I caught Mabellene at the top of the hill. Maybellene, why can't you be true ? Oh, Maybellene, why can't you be true ? You've started back doin' the things you used to do. |
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You get up in the mornin', you hear the ding dong ring,
Now you look up on the table, you see the same darn thing. You find no food upon the table, and no pork up in the pan. But if you say a thing about it, you be in trouble with the man. Ah let the Midnight Special shine a light on me, Oh let the Midnight Special shine its ever lovin' light on me, Now if you're ever in Houston, oh, you better walk right; Aw, you better not gamble boy, I say you better not fight, l Or the sheriff he will grab you and the boys will pull you down. And then before you know it, you're penitentary bound. Ah let the Midnight Special shine a light on me, (woooo) Let the Midnight Special shine its ever lovin' light on me, Here comes miss Lucy, how in the world did you know? I can tell by her apron, and by the clothes she wore. An umbrella on her shoulder, she got a paper in her hand; She come to see the warden, to try to free her man. So let the Midnight Special shine a light on me, Ah let the Midnight Special shine its everlovin' light on me. I said let the Midnight Special shine a light on me, Ah let the Midnight Special shine its everlovin' light on me. |
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Standing on the mountain looking down on the city
The way I feel is a doggone pity. Teardrops falling down a mountainside Many times I've been here Many times I've cried We used to be so happy When we were in love High on a mountain of love. Night after night I've been standing here alone Weeping my heart out to cold gray dawn Praying that you're lonely and you'll come here too Hoping just by chance that I get a glimpse of you Trying hard to find you Somewhere I love High on a mountain of love. A mountain of love A mountain of love You should be ashamed We used to be a mountain of love But you just changed your name Way down below there's a half a million people Somewhere there's a church with a big tall steeple Inside a church there's an altar filled with flowers Wedding bells are ringing and they should have been ours That's why I'm so lonely My dreams gone above High on a mountain of love. (Musical interlude) A mountain of love A mountain of love You should be ashamed We used to be a mountain of love But you just changed your name Way down below there's a half a million people Somewhere there's a church with a big tall steeple Inside a church there's an altar filled with flowers Wedding bells are ringing that should have been ours That's why I'm so lonely My dreams gone above High on a mountain of love. High on a mountain of love. High on a mountain of love. High on a mountain of love (fade) |
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Hendricks
Life is like a mighty river Rolling on and on forever Growing as we go along Shallow deep minds became strong ??? Rolling on muddy river roll Your dirty water cannot taint your soul Rolling on, rolling on, till you are free In the peaceful sea Yeah, yeah, now ? all right! When life has it uncertainty There’s a place I like to be Waiting for the sun ? Listening to a river song Rolling on muddy river roll Your dirty water cannot taint your soul Rolling on, rolling on, till you are free In the peaceful sea Oh, Rolling on muddy river roll Your dirty water cannot taint your soul Rolling on, rolling on, till you are free, free Rolling on muddy river roll Your dirty water cannot taint your soul Rolling on, rolling on, till you are free, free Yeah, now Rolling on, rolling on, till you are free |
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Smith
Now 'Old Man Rhythm' is in my shoes It's no use sittin' here singin' the blues So be my guest, you got nothin' to lose Won't you let me take you on a sea cruise ? Ooowee, ooowee baby Ooowee, ooowee baby Ooowee, ooowee baby Won't you let me take you on a sea cruise ? I feel like jumpin' and honey won't you join me please ? Yeah Well I don't like beggin' but now I'm gonna bend a knee, oh yeah. Well I gotta get a-movin' honey, I ain't lyin' My heart is beating the rhythm and it's right on time So be my guest, you got nothin' to lose Won't you let me take you on a sea cruise ? Ooowee, ooowee baby Ooowee, ooowee mama Ooowee, ooowee baby Won't you let me take you on a sea cruise ? Yeah. Well I gotta get a-rockin', get my hat off the rack I gotta boogie-woogie like a knot's in my back So be my guest, you got nothin' to lose Won't you let me take you on a sea cruise ? Ooowee, ooowee baby Ooowee, ooowee baby Ooowee, ooowee baby Won't you let me take you on a sea cruise ? I feel like jumpin' and honey won't you join me please ? Yeah Well I don't like beggin' but now I'm gonna bend a knee, oh yeah. Ooowee, ooowee baby Ooowee, ooowee mama Ooowee, ooowee baby Won't you let me take you on a sea cruise ? Won't you let me take you on a sea cruise ? Won't you let me take you on a sea cruise ? And I'm goin', and I'm goin', and I'm goin' on a sea sea cruise Let me take you on a sea cruise, na na. |
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There's a man who leads a life of danger.
To everyone he meets he stays a stranger. With every move he makes another chance he takes. Odds are he won't live to see tomorrow. Chorus: Secret Agent Man Secret Agent Man They've given you a number and taken away your name. Beware of pretty faces that you find. A pretty face can hide an evil mind. Oh, be careful what you say, Or you will give yourself away. Odds are you won't live to see tomorrow. Chorus x 2 Swinging on the Riviera one day And then lying in a Bombay alley next day. Oh, don't you let the wrong words slip, while kissing persuasive lips. Odds are you won't live to see tomorrow. Chorus Secret Agent Man |
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There's a man who leads a life of danger.
To everyone he meets he stays a stranger. With every move he makes another chance he takes. Odds are he won't live to see tomorrow. Chorus: Secret Agent Man Secret Agent Man They've given you a number and taken away your name. Beware of pretty faces that you find. A pretty face can hide an evil mind. Oh, be careful what you say, Or you will give yourself away. Odds are you won't live to see tomorrow. Chorus x 2 Swinging on the Riviera one day And then lying in a Bombay alley next day. Oh, don't you let the wrong words slip, while kissing persuasive lips. Odds are you won't live to see tomorrow. Chorus Secret Agent Man |
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THE TRACKS OF MY TEARS - Johnny Rivers
(W. Robinson / M. Tarplin / W. Moore) People say I'm the life of the party 'Cause I tell a joke or two. Although I may be laughin' loud and hearty, Deep inside I'm blue. So take a good look at my face. You see my smile looks out of place. If you look closer, it's easy to trace The tracks of my tears. I need you, need you If you see me with another girl, Actin' like I'm havin' fun, Although she may be cute, She's just a substitute, Girl, you're the permanent one. Ah, take a good look at my face. You see my smile looks out of place. Now look closer, it's easy to trace The tracks of my tears. Outside, I'm masqueradin' Inside, my hope is fadin'. I'm just a clown since you put me down. My smile is my make-up I wear since my break-up with you. Baby, baby, take a good look at my face. You see my smile looks out of place. If you look closer, it's easy to trace The tracks of my tears. Baby, baby, baby, take a good look at my face. You see my smile looks out of place. Just look closer, it's easy to trace. The tracks of my tears. Baby, baby, baby, take a good look at this face. My smile looks out of place. If you look closer, it's easy to trace The tracks of my tears. |
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Married to the road, there's no other way to say it
Baby found out quite early in the game That I belong to my songs, so she chose not to play it Now I walk down the street and I hear them call my name Tunesmith, tunesmith, sing me a song Give me your laughter, give me your tears Tunesmith, tunesmith, sing me a song But who sings a song for the tunesmith? Who sings a song for the tunesmith? She could have changed my mind if anyone could do it That's why I know I'll always be this way And now that I've got fame, I find there's nothing to it I remember how I left her when I hear the people say Tunesmith, tunesmith, sing me a song Give me your laughter, give me your tears Tunesmith, tunesmith, sing me a song But who sings a song for the tunesmith? Who sings a song for the tunesmith? This hotel room is all I own Now that all my friends are gone All alone at the break of day I still can hear them say (Tunesmith, tunesmith, sing me a song) Give me your laughter, give me your tears (Tunesmith, tunesmith, sing me a song) But who sings a song for the tunesmith? Tell me who sings a song for the tunesmith? Tunesmith, tunesmith, sing me a song Give me your laughter, give me your tears Tunesmith, tunesmith, sing me a song But who sings a song for the tunesmith? Yeah, who sings a song for the tunesmith? |
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from Johnny Rivers - Anthology 1964-1977 (1999)
Alexander
You ask me to give up the hand of the girl I love You tell me I'm not the man she's worthy of But who are you to tell her who to love ? That's up to her, yes and the Lord above You better move on. Well I know you can buy her fancy clothes and a diamond rings I believe she'd be happy with me without those things Still you beg me to set her free But my friend, that will never be You better move on. I can't blame you for loving her But can't you understand, man she's my girl ? And I-I-I-I'm never gonna let her go 'Cause I-I-I-I love her so. Well, let me tell you how. I think you better go, now I'm getting mighty mad You ask me to give up the only love that I ever had Maybe I would, oh but I love her so I'm never gonna let her go You better move on You better move on You better move on. |