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Trackback from :: 자기만의 방 :: 2008-02-07 19:26:57
Subject : 뮤지스탤지아에서 들어본 - Lynyrd Skynyrd(Sweet home Alabama)
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Lynyrd Skynyrd (0000)
Train, roll on, on down the line.
Won't you, please, take me far away. Now I feel the wind blow outside my door. Means I'm, I'm leaving my woman at home. Tuesday's gone with the wind. Oh, my baby's gone with the wind. And I don't know, oh, where I'm going. I just want to be left alone. When this train ends I'll try again Oh, I'm leaving my woman at home. Tuesday's gone with the wind. Tuesday's gone with the wind. Tuesday's gone with the wind. My baby's gone with the wind. Train, roll on, Tuesday's gone. Train, roll on many miles from my home. See I'm, I'm riding my blues away, yeh. Tuesday, you see, she had to be free. Lord, but somehow I've got to carry on. Tuesday's gone with the wind. Tuesday's gone with the wind. Tuesday's gone with the wind. My baby's gone with the wind. Train, roll on, Tuesday's gone. Train, roll on 'cause my baby's gone.. I'm riding my blues away, baby Ride on train, ride my blues away...... Turn around my blues Ride on, train, ride on, train Riding my blues, babe Come back to me, babe Come back to me Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-ooh train.. |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Lynyrd Skynyrd (0000)
MAMA TOLD ME WHEN I WAS YOUNG "COME SIT BESIDE ME, MY ONLY SON AND LISTEN CLOSELY TO WHAT I SAY AND IF YOU DO THIS, IT WILL HELP YOU SOME SUNNY DAY TAKE YOUR TIME... DON'T LIVE TOO FAST TROUBLES WILL COME AND THEY WILL PASS GO FIND A WOMAN AND YOU'LL FIND LOVE AND DON'T FORGET, SON THERE IS SOMEONE UP ABOVE." "AND BE A SIMPLE KIND OF MAN BE SOMETHING YOU LOVE AND UNDERSTAND BABY, BE A SIMPLE KIN OF MAN WON'T YOU DO THIS FOR ME, SON IF YOU CAN?" "FORGET YOUR LUST FOR THE RICH MAN'S GOLD ALL THAT YOU NEED IS IN YOUR SOUL AND YOU CAN DO THIS IF YOU TRY AND THAT I WANT FOR YOU MY SON IS TO BE SATISFIED" "BOY, DON'T YOU WORRY...YOU'LL FIND YOURSELF FOLLOW YOUR HEART AND NOTHING ELSE AND YOU CAN DO THIS IF YOU TRY ALL THAT I WANT FOR YOU, MY SON IS TO BE SATISFIED." |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Lynyrd Skynyrd (0000)
Eleven times I been busted, eleven times I been to jail Some of the times I been there nobody could go my bail Well it seems to me, Lord that this ol' boy just don't fit Well I can jump in a rosebush and come out smelling like sh... Those misters dressed in blue never done so right by me Some of the times I was innocent but the judge said guilty I'm not one to complain now son I tell you true When the black cat cross your trail, Lord It comes in misery times two (Chorus) Double trouble--that's what my friends all call me (Double trouble) I said, double trouble T-R-O-U-B-L-E Well I was born down in the gutter With a temper as hot as fire Spent ninety days on a peat farm just doin' the county's time Well now, even mama said Son you're bad news And it won't be too long before someone puts one through you (Chorus) (Chorus) |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Lynyrd Skynyrd (0000)
I was cuttin the rug down at a place called 'The Jug' with a girl named Linda Lou
When in walked a man with a gun in his hand he was looking for you know who He said "Hey there fellow with the hair coloured yellow, watcha tryin' to proove? Cuz' this is my woman there and I'm a man who cares and this might be all for you" (I said "excuse me!") I was scared and fearing for my life I was shaking like a leaf on a tree Cuz' he was lean and mean and big and bad, Lord, pointing that gun at me Oh! wait a minute mister, I didn't even kiss her don't want no trouble with you and I know you don't owe me but I wish you would let me ask one favour from you Say won't you Gimme 3 steps, gimme 3 steps mister, gimme 3 steps toward the door? Gimme 3 steps, gimme 3 steps mister and you'll never see me no more." (Guitar solo) Oh well the crowd cleared away and I began to pray and the water fell down to the floor and I'm telling you, son, it ain't no fun, staring straight down a fourty-four. Well, he turned and screamed at Linda Lou, and that's the break I was looking for and you could hear me screaming a mile away as I was headed out toward the door. Oh won't you Gimme 3 steps, gimme 3 steps mister, gimme 3 steps toward the door? Gimme 3 steps, gimme 3 steps mister and you'll never see me no more." |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Lynyrd Skynyrd (0000)
I'd like to tell y'all a story About a friend of mine Who liked to drink good whiskey, oh Lord And have a real good time His woman, you know she left him And stole that boy's brand new car And ran out of town with a guitar picker Said he gonna be a superstar Sure you are (Chorus) You can't alway trust your woman You can't always trust your best friend Beware of the ones that you need y'all 'Cause those might be the ones that do you in Don't talk no stuff to no slicker Don't tell your feelings to your friend Don't tell your woman that you love her, because That's when your trouble begins There are many ladies here among us That'll stab you in the back when you ain't around There are many, so many of your very best friends That'll kick you in the head when you are down Yes they will (Chorus) Don't you backtalk the police 'Cause its his job to put you in the jail They'll lock you up, boy and throw away the key And your best friend won't even go your bail There are many slickers here among us That are all dressed up in suits and ties But don't you show your pain, Lord in front of them 'Cause if you do you kiss yourself goodbye, alright (Chorus) |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Lynyrd Skynyrd (0000)
If I leave here tomorrow Would you still remember me For I must be traveling on now There's too many places I've got to see If I stay here with you girl Things just couldn't be the same 'Cause I'm as free as a bird now And this bird you cannot change Oh, and the bird you cannot change And this bird you cannot change Lord knows I can't change Bye-bye babe, it's been sweet, love 'Though this feeling I can't change But please don't take this so badly 'Cause Lord knows I'm to blame But if I stay here with you girl Things just couldn't be the same 'Cause I'm as free as a bird now And this bird you cannot change Oh, and the bird you cannot change And this bird you cannot change Lord knows I can't change Lord help me I can't change |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Lynyrd Skynyrd (0000)
Big wheels keep on turning,
Carry me home to see my kin Singing songs about the southland. I miss ole bamy once again and I think it's a sin. Well, I heard Mister Young sing about her. Well, I heard ole Neil put her down. Well, I hope Neil Young will remember A southern man don't need him around anyhow. * Sweet home Alabama where the skies are so blue. Sweet home Alabama, Lord, I'm coming home to you. In Birmingham they love the Gov'nor. Now we all did what we could do. Now Watergate does not bother me. Does your conscience bother you, tell the truth. Repeat * (Solo) Now Muscle Shoals has got the Swampers And they ve been known to pick a song or two. Lord, they get me off so much, They pick me up when I'm feeling blue, now how about you. Repeat *(twice) |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Lynyrd Skynyrd (0000)
Have you ever lived down in the ghetto? Have you ever felt the cold wind blow? If you don't know what I mean, Won't you stand up and scream? 'Cause there's things goin' on that you don't know. Too many lives they've spent across the ocean. Too much money been spent upon the moon. Well, until they make it right I hope they never sleep at night They better make some changes And do it soon. They're goin ruin the air we breathe Lord have mercy. They're gonna ruin us all, by and by. I'm telling you all beware I don't think they really care I think they just sit up there And just get high. |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Lynyrd Skynyrd (0000)
Well I used to wake the morning before the rooster crowed
Searching for soda bottles to get myself some dough Brought 'em down to the corner, down to the country store Cash 'em in and give my money to a man named Curtis Loew Old Curt was a black man with white curly hair When he had a fifth of wine he did not have a care He used to own an old dobro, used to play it across his knee I'd give old Curt my money, he'd play all day for me (Chorus) Play me a song Curtis Loew, Curtis Loew I got your drinking money, tune up your dobro People said he was useless, them people are the fools 'Cause Curtis Loew was the finest picker to ever play the blues He looked to be sixty, and maybe I was ten Mama used to whip me but I'd go see him again I'd clap my hands, stomp my feets, try to stay in time He'd play me a song or two Then take another drink of wine. Chorus Yes sir On the day old Curtis died, nobody came to pray Ol' preacher said some words, and they chunked him in the clay But he lived a lifetime playin' the black man's blues And on the day he lost his life, that's all he had to lose Play me a song Curtis Loew, Hey Curtis Loew I wish that you was here so everyone would know People said he was useless, them people all are fools 'Cause Curtis you're the finest picker to ever play the blues |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Twenty (1997)
This is a story 'bout livin'
A tale of a long hard road Ain't a whole lot of misgivin's Of the things that I thought I sowed My daddy was a real hard worker He said son there will come a day Talk ain't always cheap And here's what daddy had to say With these hands I've made my livin' With these hands I've held a child With these hands I've climbed a mountain Sometimes we forget We ain't much different at all He likes grits, you like the apple There ain't nothin' wrong with that He says y'all, you say you'se It all depends on where you're at Well a little bit of music is a whole lot of fun And its always good for the soul From New York City out to California You know its only rock and roll With these hands we come together With these hands we can change the world With these hands I play my music Sometimes we forget We ain't much different at all Oh, not at all So what I'm trying to tell you Is that I'm only one son of the South Its gonna take more than you me and you To work this whole thing out With these hands I've made my livin' With these hands I've held a child With these hands I've climbed a mountain Sometimes we forget With these hands we come together With these hands we can change the world With these hands I play my music Sometimes we forget We ain't much different We ain't much different Ain't much different At all |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Twenty (1997)
Missy was a real fine looker
Always had an eye for the boys Man I always wanted to book that girl Play around with some of her toys I said, my my, oh can you look at them eyes I said oh no Lord here we go Don't you pretend you don't know Bring it on Yeah baby Rumor says she from the bayou Searchin' for her fortune and fame Man she's got a way about her She's drivin' all us poor boys insane I said, my my, oh can you look at them eyes I said oh no Lord here we go Don't you pretend you don't know Bring it on Give it to me baby I've been waiting for it all night long Bring it on I know you got it in you to shake my sheets To your rock n roll beat Bring it on, you can bring it on Just about the time I thought I had it made I felt a slap on my shoulder I turned around and had to stare up at him He said little man you best think this over I said my, my oh take a look in his eyes I said, oh no, Lord here we go The band's on a break lets give this bar a show Bring it on, give it to me mister We can fight about her all night long Bring it on, take your best shot Oh bring it, bring it on Oh no We can fight about her all night long Bring it on |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Twenty (1997)
Way down yonder you can hear the wind blow
Through the tall grass growing in the old bayou The old bayou There's a dark haired woman that looks so fine Wearing hand me down clothes, drinking homemade wine No one ever knew who her daddy was The people down here say it's all because She's the daughter of the devil, the sister of a snake The keeper of souls down on Vodoo Lake There's a city boy across the county line Came looking for the legend of the girl so fine Well the stories that he heard, well they had to be lies But he found out different when he looked inher eyes Well he tried to run away but she had control He's findin' out now what everybody knows He knew it was over when she started to shake Now there's one more soul down on Voodoo Lake There's an eerie silence at the break of dawn A chill in the air, something wrong When a shadow crosses the ground Those long lost souls never make a sound You'd think by now they'd realize She'll never break her bayou ties She's the daughter of the devil, the sister of a snake The keeper of souls down on Voodoo Lake Voodoo Lake, Voodoo Lake Daughter of the Devil, sister of a snake Voodoo Lake Down on Voodoo Lake, Down on Voodoo Lake You can see her down on Voodoo Lake |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Twenty (1997)
I've always lived my life like a gypsy
I can't imagine myself settlin' down So please don't ask me to give up this life I lead 'Cause I love to feel those wheels go 'round and 'round (chorus) I can see it inside It's my heart that sees, not my eyes And if you listen close I'll tell you why Home is where the heart is And my heart is at home with you There's a cold wind blowin' and you know it's almost midnight You never dreamed it would be this hard lovin' a music man But this iron horse on which I ride I'm closer it's true And it's just as hard for me as it is for you I can see it inside It's my heart that sees not my eyes And if you listen close I'll tell you why Home is where the heart is And my heart is at home with you In my life I'm always on the run Livin' one day at a time Hold on a little longer I don't know where I'm gonna end up Or where I'll go I can see it inside It's my heart that sees not my eyes And if you listen close I'll tell you why Home is where the heart is And my heart is at home ... I can see it inside It's my heart that sees not my eyes And if you listen close I'll tell you why Home is where the heart is And my heart is at home with you Home is where the heart is Oh ,my home is where my heart is Oh, my home is where my heart is |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Twenty (1997)
I was born a travelin' man, that's all I'll ever be
Moving around from town to town is what makes me so free My father was a trucker for the years of '23 On the day that I was born his blood was left to me I'm a travelin' man Travelin' Man -- that's what I am Travelin' Man Travelin' Man That's what I am Travelin' man -- that's what I am No woman puts a hold on me You'll see me once or maybe twice That's all you'll see of me All you pretty women Lord, I hope you understand Don't be a fool Lord no, and put your heart in a travellin' man I'm a travelin' man Travelin' Man Travelin' Man -- that's what I am Travelin' Man (Bridge) Travelin' Man -- that's what I am Guess I'll always be Travelin' Man -- that's what I am But at least I'm free Travelin' man Oh - that's what I am Travelin' man -- that's what I am, Lord I move so fast I have had so many women, none of them have last I am just a mover, moving fast as sound Always free, sometimes lonely. Always movin' around Travelin' Man Travelin' Man -- that's what I am Travelin' Man Oh - that's what I am |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Twenty (1997)
Alarm clock rings about a quarter after five
I've been up all night Raisin' hell with some friends of mine I take one good look in the mirror But only one things gettin' clearer The way I live, I'm lucky to be alive There I go lying to myself Said I wasn't gonna do it Next thing you know, here I go again Talked myself right into it Supposed to be to work an hour ago When I pass that boss stormin' down the road Now there's an angel on my shoulder thinnkin' she can win me over Devil's got my number don't you know There I go lying to myself Said I wasn't gonna do it Next thing you know, here I go again Talked myself right into it Maybe, maybe have I gone to far this time Maybe, maybe is my conscience workin' overtime Nah There's a knockout Georgia Peach givin' me the eye Well if the truth beknown I'm just a little shy Turns out she wasn't alone She had a six foot chaperone But that didn't slow me down Don't ask me why There I go lying to myself Said I wasn't gonna do it Next thing you know, here I go again Talked myself right into it I got no one to blame except myself I said I wasn't gonna do it Next thing you know here I go Talk myself right into it Talk myself, talk myself right into it Talk myself, talk myself, talk myself right into it Said I wasn't gonna do it Here I go again baby |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Twenty (1997)
In this world that we all live in
Its all takin' and there's no givin' Before its too late,somethings gotta change Go to work every day for the dollar Doesn't matter we're all blue collar At the end of the day Nothin' lost, nothin' gained But its about time we realized Its about time we opened our eyes Take one step back and look at yourself Do you like what you see Oh no Cause its never too late Doesn't matter who you are Its never too late Hold on to your dreams and they will take you far Cause its never too late No, no, no So many times I've seen you cryin' But I see you out there still tryin' Workin' hard just to get through another day As a freind I'm here to remind you We all have a place to belong to Who am I? See I'm just like you But its about time we realized Its about time we opened our eyes Take one step back and look at yourself Do you like what you see Oh no Cause its never too late Doesn't matter who you are Its never too late Hold on to your dreams and they will take you far Cause its never too late We all need a helpin' hand sometimes And I need one if you were mine So right here, right now You can count on me Just open your eyes and you will see That its never too late No,no,no Cause its never too late, it doesn't matter who you are Its never too late Hold on to your dreams and they will take you far Cause its never too late Cause its never too late, it doesn't matter who you are Its never too late You don't need a guitar son to be a star Cause its never too late No, no, no Its never too late No Cause its never too late Take a look around Cause its never too late |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Twenty (1997)
There's a story to tell about days of old
A man and his gun, a street fighter I'm told There's one in every town, tryin' to make himself a name If he's quicker on the draw, comes glory and fame They say he's always alone, he rides a horse with no name His only friend was the devil by his side but it caused him so much pain If his guns could talk, oh, the stories they would tell Of all the men who tried and lost, all the ones he sent to hell (chorus) They are outlaws, renegades, rebels on the run They pay the price every day they live like the wrong end of a gun Move around from town to town can't stay in any place to long Outlaws, renegades... rebels on the run Things haven't changed much these days Faces are younger, but still they keep playing the deadliest game Brothers and sisters, what are we fightin' for It's not for the fame or the glory anymore I hear the mothers cryin' Too many children dyin' How many tears have to fall to bring this to an end They are outlaws, renegades, rebels on the run They pay the price every day they live like the wrong end of a gun Move around from town to town can't stay in any place to long Outlaws, renegades... Oh They're all outlaws, renegades, rebels on the run They pay the price every day they live like the wrong end of a gun Move around from town to town can't stay in any place to long Outlaws, renegades... rebels on the run |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Twenty (1997)
Here I sit all by myself
Wonderin' how she could put our love on a shelf A crowd of people, they pass me by But all I can do is hang my head and cry (chorus) Blame it on a sad song in the night I don't want anyone but you to make it right Blame it on a sad song in the night Well, it's an old familiar feelin' Girl, it's got my heart reelin' Don't want to hear a sad song in the night Anymore I know when we first started out I was your only love and you had no doubt But songs of the heart don't last forever But don't you give up on love 'cause you never say never Blame it on a sad song in the night I don't want anyone but you to make it right Blame it on a sad song in the night Well, it's an old familiar feelin' Girl, it's got my heart reelin' Don't want to hear a sad song in the night Anymore 'Cause not a day goes by that I don't think about you Oh, moment to moment, I get lost in time And many years from now when I hear that song come on the radio All those feelings will come back to haunt me My heart will let me know Blame it on a sad song in the night I don't want anyone but you to make it right Blame it on a sad song in the night Well, it's an old familiar feelin' Girl, it's got my heart reelin' Don't want to hear a sad song anymore Blame it on a sad song You can blame it on a sad song, baby Blame it on, blame it on a sad song |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Twenty (1997)
I can still remember I was eight years old
The first time that I picked her up little did I know She's taken me to places that I've never been Did my first gig in a rock-n-roll band Berneice, sweet Berneice Get a real job let the guitar go There ain't no future in this rock-n-roll So go for your guitars, go for your guns Better think twice it's three against one Take your best shot it's a showdown now Berneice, sweet Berneice Oh, Berneice won't you play for me A guitar woman needs a guitar man One without the other, neither one of them can stand Remember where we came from we can do it all again So thanks to all you people, give youselves a hand Berneice, sweet Berneice Berneice, won't you play for me |
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from Lynyrd Skynyrd - Twenty (1997)
You better listen my brother
'Cause if you do you can hear There are voices still callin' from across the years And they're cryin' across the ocean And they're cryin' across the land And they will until we all come to understand (chorus) That none of us are free None of us are free None of us are free if one of us is chained None of us are free Well there are people in the darkness And they just can't see the light And if we don't say it's wrong then that says it's right We got to feel for each other Let our brothers know we're here Got to get the message and send it out loud and clear That none of us are free None of us are free None of us are free if one of us is chained None of us are free Well it's the single truth We all need to see That none of are free if one of us is chained None of us are free Well I swear to you salvation isn't very hard to find None of us can find it on our own We got to join together. Spirit, heart and mind All the are suffering, knows they're not alone None of us are free None of us are free If you just look around you You're see what I say 'Cause the world's gettin' smaller each passin' day Now it's time to make some changes Now it's time all realized That the truth is shinin' right before our eyes 'Cause none of us are free None of us are free None of us are free if one of us is chained None of us are free Well it's the very heart of humanity 'Cause none of us are free if one of us is chained None of us are free None of us, none of us None of us, none of us None of us, none of us are free None of us, none of us None of us, none of us None of us, none of us are free None of us are free None of us are free None of us are free if one of us is chained None of us are free 'Cause it's the very truth We all need to see That none of us are free if one of us is chained None of us are free |
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