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from Rory Gallagher - Tattoo (2002)
This hotel bar is full of people
The piano man is really laying it down Even the old bartender is as high as a steeple So why tonight should I wear a frown? The joint is jumping all around me And my mood is really not in style Right now the blues flock to surround me But I'll break out after a while Well, I'm a million miles away I'm a million miles away Sailing like a driftwood On a windy bay Yes, I'm a million miles away I'm a million miles away Sailing like a driftwood On a windy bay Why ask how I feel? Well, how does it look to you? I fell hook, line and sinker Lost my captain and my crew I'm standing on the landing And there's no one there but me That's where you'll see me Looking out on the deep blue sea There's a song on the lips of everybody There's a smile all 'round the room There's conversation overflowing So why must I sit here in the gloom This hotel bar has lost all its people The piano man has caught the last bus home The old bartender sleeps in the corner So why must I still be here?, I don't know, let me tell you I'm a million miles away I'm a million miles away Sailing like a driftwood on a windy bay I'm a million miles away I'm a million miles away Sailing like a driftwood on a windy bay Yes, I'm a million miles away I'm a million miles away Sailing like a driftwood on a windy bay Well, I'm a million miles I'm a million miles, I'm a million miles Sailing like a driftwood on a windy bay, oh, oh yeah |
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from Rory Gallagher - Irish Tour (2002)
This hotel bar is full of people
The piano man is really laying it down Even the old bartender is as high as a steeple So why tonight should I wear a frown? The joint is jumping all around me And my mood is really not in style Right now the blues flock to surround me But I'll break out after a while Well, I'm a million miles away I'm a million miles away Sailing like a driftwood On a windy bay Yes, I'm a million miles away I'm a million miles away Sailing like a driftwood On a windy bay Why ask how I feel? Well, how does it look to you? I fell hook, line and sinker Lost my captain and my crew I'm standing on the landing And there's no one there but me That's where you'll see me Looking out on the deep blue sea There's a song on the lips of everybody There's a smile all 'round the room There's conversation overflowing So why must I sit here in the gloom This hotel bar has lost all its people The piano man has caught the last bus home The old bartender sleeps in the corner So why must I still be here?, I don't know, let me tell you I'm a million miles away I'm a million miles away Sailing like a driftwood on a windy bay I'm a million miles away I'm a million miles away Sailing like a driftwood on a windy bay Yes, I'm a million miles away I'm a million miles away Sailing like a driftwood on a windy bay Well, I'm a million miles I'm a million miles, I'm a million miles Sailing like a driftwood on a windy bay, oh, oh yeah |
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from Rory Gallagher - Tattoo (2002)
Admit it baby, you've gone and broke your word
Now ain't it crazy, I believed every word I've heard Imagine baby, we were just like one But that's it baby, I believe you've had your fun I'm mad when I'm mad and I'm mad with you right now I'm mad when I'm mad and I'm mad with you right now Yeah, someone told me time and time again To watch you closely, but I didn't heed a word they said Now something matter, but I know in time You'll go your way and walk right out of my mind Who cooled your goose, who took the wind out of your sails? Who cooled your goose, who took the wind out of your sails? You blew it baby, now look what you've done You made me fall down, now you wanna run Supposin' baby, we had just now met Well, I guess I'd fall again, so why should I have some regrets? Just a fool for you baby, you know I just can't say no Just a fool for you baby, you know I just can't say no |
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from Rory Gallagher - Irish Tour (2002)
As the crow flies, baby
Will I ain't so far from you As the crow flies, baby Will I ain't so far from you But since I don't have wings I can't get home as fast as I want to As the crow flies, baby Will I ain't so far from you As the crow flies, baby Will I ain't so far from you But since I don't have wings I can't get home as fast as I want to In a dream last night Where I heard you call my name In a dream last night Where I heard you call my name Well, I took it as an omen And I jumped on the very first weight train Yeah, as the crow flies Well, you don't know baby How I miss you sweet caress Well, you don't know baby How I miss you sweet caress When I'm in your lovin' arms I swear I make my very best As the crow flies, baby That's how I'm on my way As the crow flies, baby I'm on my way But don't stop runnin' I can get home for the break of day Get home for the break of day (x7) |
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from Rory Gallagher - Irish Tour (2002)
As the crow flies, baby
Will I ain't so far from you As the crow flies, baby Will I ain't so far from you But since I don't have wings I can't get home as fast as I want to As the crow flies, baby Will I ain't so far from you As the crow flies, baby Will I ain't so far from you But since I don't have wings I can't get home as fast as I want to In a dream last night Where I heard you call my name In a dream last night Where I heard you call my name Well, I took it as an omen And I jumped on the very first weight train Yeah, as the crow flies Well, you don't know baby How I miss you sweet caress Well, you don't know baby How I miss you sweet caress When I'm in your lovin' arms I swear I make my very best As the crow flies, baby That's how I'm on my way As the crow flies, baby I'm on my way But don't stop runnin' I can get home for the break of day Get home for the break of day (x7) |
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from Rory Gallagher - Wheels Within Wheels (2003)
As the crow flies, baby
Will I ain't so far from you As the crow flies, baby Will I ain't so far from you But since I don't have wings I can't get home as fast as I want to As the crow flies, baby Will I ain't so far from you As the crow flies, baby Will I ain't so far from you But since I don't have wings I can't get home as fast as I want to In a dream last night Where I heard you call my name In a dream last night Where I heard you call my name Well, I took it as an omen And I jumped on the very first weight train Yeah, as the crow flies Well, you don't know baby How I miss you sweet caress Well, you don't know baby How I miss you sweet caress When I'm in your lovin' arms I swear I make my very best As the crow flies, baby That's how I'm on my way As the crow flies, baby I'm on my way But don't stop runnin' I can get home for the break of day Get home for the break of day (x7) |
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from Rory Gallagher - Top Priority (2002)
Well, I'm hanging round the depot boys,
Trying to get a job, I'm so sick and tired of being laid off. No silver lining, no rainbow's end, Bills in my mail-box, that's all they ever send, All they ever send. Well, I'm hanging round the corner, boys, Holding up the well, Feeling kinda sloppy, waiting for a call. Running out of patience, running out of cool, Don't turn on the radio, I don't want to hear the news, Don't want to hear the news. Yeah... Well, you sure look good, Baby, sure look neat, Sure make sense from your head to your feet. You don't want to know me now, But you're gonna change your mind, I'm going to Fat City, gonna do things in style. Well, you sure look good, Baby, sure look neat, Making all the ice melt when you walk down the street. You don't want to know me now, But you're gonna change your mind, I'm going to Fat City, gonna do things in style. Yeahhh... Well, my motor won't run men, I'm sure it's on the blink, Ain't had no gasoline since God knows when. I'm waiting for that woman, ain't she ever gonna show? Don't keep me waiting, I got some place else to go, Some place else to go. Well, I'm hanging round the depot, boys, Can't get a job, I'm so sick and tired of being laid off. No silver lining, no rainbow's end, Blues in my mail-box. that's all they ever send, All they ever send, All they ever send. Yeahhhhh.... |
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from Rory Gallagher - Edged In Blue (2002)
Well, I'm hanging round the depot boys,
Trying to get a job, I'm so sick and tired of being laid off. No silver lining, no rainbow's end, Bills in my mail-box, that's all they ever send, All they ever send. Well, I'm hanging round the corner, boys, Holding up the well, Feeling kinda sloppy, waiting for a call. Running out of patience, running out of cool, Don't turn on the radio, I don't want to hear the news, Don't want to hear the news. Yeah... Well, you sure look good, Baby, sure look neat, Sure make sense from your head to your feet. You don't want to know me now, But you're gonna change your mind, I'm going to Fat City, gonna do things in style. Well, you sure look good, Baby, sure look neat, Making all the ice melt when you walk down the street. You don't want to know me now, But you're gonna change your mind, I'm going to Fat City, gonna do things in style. Yeahhh... Well, my motor won't run men, I'm sure it's on the blink, Ain't had no gasoline since God knows when. I'm waiting for that woman, ain't she ever gonna show? Don't keep me waiting, I got some place else to go, Some place else to go. Well, I'm hanging round the depot, boys, Can't get a job, I'm so sick and tired of being laid off. No silver lining, no rainbow's end, Blues in my mail-box. that's all they ever send, All they ever send, All they ever send. Yeahhhhh.... |
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from Rory Gallagher - Original Album Classics (2008)
Well, I'm hanging round the depot boys,
Trying to get a job, I'm so sick and tired of being laid off. No silver lining, no rainbow's end, Bills in my mail-box, that's all they ever send, All they ever send. Well, I'm hanging round the corner, boys, Holding up the well, Feeling kinda sloppy, waiting for a call. Running out of patience, running out of cool, Don't turn on the radio, I don't want to hear the news, Don't want to hear the news. Yeah... Well, you sure look good, Baby, sure look neat, Sure make sense from your head to your feet. You don't want to know me now, But you're gonna change your mind, I'm going to Fat City, gonna do things in style. Well, you sure look good, Baby, sure look neat, Making all the ice melt when you walk down the street. You don't want to know me now, But you're gonna change your mind, I'm going to Fat City, gonna do things in style. Yeahhh... Well, my motor won't run men, I'm sure it's on the blink, Ain't had no gasoline since God knows when. I'm waiting for that woman, ain't she ever gonna show? Don't keep me waiting, I got some place else to go, Some place else to go. Well, I'm hanging round the depot, boys, Can't get a job, I'm so sick and tired of being laid off. No silver lining, no rainbow's end, Blues in my mail-box. that's all they ever send, All they ever send, All they ever send. Yeahhhhh.... |
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from Rory Gallagher - Etched In Blue (1992)
Cold blue swastika tattooed on my skin
The ice in my veins, the staples in my chin I've got it carved in my forehead, 'Slave To My Sin' Too violent for the brotherhood to ever take me in Gonna write down my law in blood upon the street To the cadence of a goose-step, heavy metal beat Wanna purify my race, gonna turn up the heat Just wanna make 'em die and make the job complete I am a vicious young man, oh, I am a wicked young man It's not the games that I play, the movies I see, the music I dig I'm just a wicked young man I like to run my body on heavy heavy fuel I can punch through a wall, I can kick like a mule I got a pocketful of bullets and a blueprint of the school I'm the devil's little soldier, I'm the devil's little tool I am a vicious young man, oh, I am a wicked young man It's not the games that I play, the movies I see, the music I dig I'm just a wicked young man I got every kind of chemical pumpin' through my head I read Mein Kampf daily just to keep my hatred fed I never ever sleep, I just lay in my bed Dreamin' of the day when everyone is dead I am a vicious young man, oh, I am a wicked young man It's not the games that I play, the movies I see, the music I dig I'm just a wicked young man I am a vicious young man, oh, I am a vicious young man I am a vicious young man, oh, I am a wicked young man |
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from Rory Gallagher - Top Priority (2002)
Cold blue swastika tattooed on my skin
The ice in my veins, the staples in my chin I've got it carved in my forehead, 'Slave To My Sin' Too violent for the brotherhood to ever take me in Gonna write down my law in blood upon the street To the cadence of a goose-step, heavy metal beat Wanna purify my race, gonna turn up the heat Just wanna make 'em die and make the job complete I am a vicious young man, oh, I am a wicked young man It's not the games that I play, the movies I see, the music I dig I'm just a wicked young man I like to run my body on heavy heavy fuel I can punch through a wall, I can kick like a mule I got a pocketful of bullets and a blueprint of the school I'm the devil's little soldier, I'm the devil's little tool I am a vicious young man, oh, I am a wicked young man It's not the games that I play, the movies I see, the music I dig I'm just a wicked young man I got every kind of chemical pumpin' through my head I read Mein Kampf daily just to keep my hatred fed I never ever sleep, I just lay in my bed Dreamin' of the day when everyone is dead I am a vicious young man, oh, I am a wicked young man It's not the games that I play, the movies I see, the music I dig I'm just a wicked young man I am a vicious young man, oh, I am a vicious young man I am a vicious young man, oh, I am a wicked young man |
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from Rory Gallagher - Original Album Classics (2008)
Cold blue swastika tattooed on my skin
The ice in my veins, the staples in my chin I've got it carved in my forehead, 'Slave To My Sin' Too violent for the brotherhood to ever take me in Gonna write down my law in blood upon the street To the cadence of a goose-step, heavy metal beat Wanna purify my race, gonna turn up the heat Just wanna make 'em die and make the job complete I am a vicious young man, oh, I am a wicked young man It's not the games that I play, the movies I see, the music I dig I'm just a wicked young man I like to run my body on heavy heavy fuel I can punch through a wall, I can kick like a mule I got a pocketful of bullets and a blueprint of the school I'm the devil's little soldier, I'm the devil's little tool I am a vicious young man, oh, I am a wicked young man It's not the games that I play, the movies I see, the music I dig I'm just a wicked young man I got every kind of chemical pumpin' through my head I read Mein Kampf daily just to keep my hatred fed I never ever sleep, I just lay in my bed Dreamin' of the day when everyone is dead I am a vicious young man, oh, I am a wicked young man It's not the games that I play, the movies I see, the music I dig I'm just a wicked young man I am a vicious young man, oh, I am a vicious young man I am a vicious young man, oh, I am a wicked young man |
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from Rory Gallagher - Original Album Classics (2008)
Well I don't care if I get arrested,
'cause tonight they'll need more than a ball and chain. I don't care who's interested, I'm coming into town just the same. I've been so alone, I've been feeling blue, I think I need a little drink or two. Be my friend, tell me where the place is, Where the whiskey flows and the dices roll till dawn? My baby's done me wrong you must have guessed it, My heart's so low I think it must be told. That I don't wanna know where east or west is, 'Cos pretty soon I won't feel the cold. When I'm walking down mainstreet, feeling no pain, Along comes a cop, he can take my name,. And explain to me what a federal case is, I'm mixing the barley with the grape again. Bright city lights, make me feel alright, I'm right or wrong and tomorrow never comes. I don't care if I get investigated, And the city fathers, they all black my name. I'm pretty sure that you can smell the traces, For tomorrow morning, I'll take all the blame. I've been feeling bad and feeling blue, I think I need a little whiskey or two, God, brother, you look like you could do with it too. Tonight I'll sleep on a walking-cane. Bright city lights, make me feel alright, I'm right or wrong and tomorrow never comes. I don't care if I get arrested, Cause tonight they'll need more than a ball and chain. I don't care who's interested, I'm coming into town just the same. I've been feeling alone and I've been feeling blue. I think I need a little drink or two. Hey, be my friend, tell me where the place is, Where the whiskey flows and the dices roll till dawn. |
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from Rory Gallagher - Jinx (2006)
Well, you think you're sitting pretty
But you're sitting on a powder keg. Well, you think you're standing steady But you're weak as a matchstick leg. Well, there's a rumble in the city, There's a call out for your head. Now isn't it a pity Your future's just a lump of lead. But now you're running scared, you've got no place to run; You're caught between the law and the Big Guns. Well, it's a long way from the pool halls, Through the rackets and the petty crime. Well, you thought you were a tough one But you've bitten off too much this time. You've stepped on the wrong toes, Now look who you've upset. You walked on the wrong toes, You've got your picture on the police gazette. Well, now you're running scared, you've got no place to run; Yor're caught between the law and the Big Guns. Your backis against a wall, you don't like it there at all. Now you!re too proud to fall, you got no friends you can call. Well, you never felt so gritty, The sweat's pouring down your back. You're like a tiger in the jungle And you can't find your way back. You hadn't played your cards right, You hadn't seen the signs, Well, you tried to run the whole game, Now you've come to the end of the line. Well, now you're running scared, you've got no place to run; Now you're face to face with the Big Guns. |
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from Rory Gallagher - Jinx (2006)
Well, you think you're sitting pretty
But you're sitting on a powder keg. Well, you think you're standing steady But you're weak as a matchstick leg. Well, there's a rumble in the city, There's a call out for your head. Now isn't it a pity Your future's just a lump of lead. But now you're running scared, you've got no place to run; You're caught between the law and the Big Guns. Well, it's a long way from the pool halls, Through the rackets and the petty crime. Well, you thought you were a tough one But you've bitten off too much this time. You've stepped on the wrong toes, Now look who you've upset. You walked on the wrong toes, You've got your picture on the police gazette. Well, now you're running scared, you've got no place to run; Yor're caught between the law and the Big Guns. Your backis against a wall, you don't like it there at all. Now you!re too proud to fall, you got no friends you can call. Well, you never felt so gritty, The sweat's pouring down your back. You're like a tiger in the jungle And you can't find your way back. You hadn't played your cards right, You hadn't seen the signs, Well, you tried to run the whole game, Now you've come to the end of the line. Well, now you're running scared, you've got no place to run; Now you're face to face with the Big Guns. |
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from Rory Gallagher - Original Album Classics (2008)
Well, you think you're sitting pretty
But you're sitting on a powder keg. Well, you think you're standing steady But you're weak as a matchstick leg. Well, there's a rumble in the city, There's a call out for your head. Now isn't it a pity Your future's just a lump of lead. But now you're running scared, you've got no place to run; You're caught between the law and the Big Guns. Well, it's a long way from the pool halls, Through the rackets and the petty crime. Well, you thought you were a tough one But you've bitten off too much this time. You've stepped on the wrong toes, Now look who you've upset. You walked on the wrong toes, You've got your picture on the police gazette. Well, now you're running scared, you've got no place to run; Yor're caught between the law and the Big Guns. Your backis against a wall, you don't like it there at all. Now you!re too proud to fall, you got no friends you can call. Well, you never felt so gritty, The sweat's pouring down your back. You're like a tiger in the jungle And you can't find your way back. You hadn't played your cards right, You hadn't seen the signs, Well, you tried to run the whole game, Now you've come to the end of the line. Well, now you're running scared, you've got no place to run; Now you're face to face with the Big Guns. |
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from Rory Gallagher - Jinx (2006)
Well, he's drinking down the bourbon like it was soda pop,
Trying to quell a feeling he knows ain't gonna stop, He's mortgaged out his blood for one more chance to breathe. He had the D.T.'s for breakfast, the shakes till noon, He picked up his bag and left the motel room, His head is held high but his heart is on it's knees. Well, he packed his guitar and his bar-room tan, Gotta get some miles behind him as fast as he can, Another destination, some place else to play. Well, he left a life behind him in some old trailer park. They tried to make it work; it was ruined from the start. He had to shake the rust, it became time to leave. It's a honky-tonk engagement, But there's no better place to play. His face feels like crazy pavement, It's getting more lined every day. Well, he's gonna write a letter and try to explain, She says he's too old to have these growing pains, But something keeps him moving, living on through the night. But as the night approaches, a change is in the air, His heart is pumping fast, he's got no cares. The music befriends him, it can take him anywhere. It's a honky-tonk engagement, But there's no better place to play. His mind feels like crazy pavement, He's getting crazed out every day. Well, he's drinking down the bourbon like it was soda pop, Trying to quell a feeling he knows ain't gonna stop, He's mortgaged out his blood for one more chance to breathe. He had the D.T.'s for breakfast, the chills till noon, He picked up his bag and left the motel room, His head is held high but his heart is on it's knees. |
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Well, he's drinking down the bourbon like it was soda pop,
Trying to quell a feeling he knows ain't gonna stop, He's mortgaged out his blood for one more chance to breathe. He had the D.T.'s for breakfast, the shakes till noon, He picked up his bag and left the motel room, His head is held high but his heart is on it's knees. Well, he packed his guitar and his bar-room tan, Gotta get some miles behind him as fast as he can, Another destination, some place else to play. Well, he left a life behind him in some old trailer park. They tried to make it work; it was ruined from the start. He had to shake the rust, it became time to leave. It's a honky-tonk engagement, But there's no better place to play. His face feels like crazy pavement, It's getting more lined every day. Well, he's gonna write a letter and try to explain, She says he's too old to have these growing pains, But something keeps him moving, living on through the night. But as the night approaches, a change is in the air, His heart is pumping fast, he's got no cares. The music befriends him, it can take him anywhere. It's a honky-tonk engagement, But there's no better place to play. His mind feels like crazy pavement, He's getting crazed out every day. Well, he's drinking down the bourbon like it was soda pop, Trying to quell a feeling he knows ain't gonna stop, He's mortgaged out his blood for one more chance to breathe. He had the D.T.'s for breakfast, the chills till noon, He picked up his bag and left the motel room, His head is held high but his heart is on it's knees. |
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from Rory Gallagher - Original Album Classics (2008)
Well, he's drinking down the bourbon like it was soda pop,
Trying to quell a feeling he knows ain't gonna stop, He's mortgaged out his blood for one more chance to breathe. He had the D.T.'s for breakfast, the shakes till noon, He picked up his bag and left the motel room, His head is held high but his heart is on it's knees. Well, he packed his guitar and his bar-room tan, Gotta get some miles behind him as fast as he can, Another destination, some place else to play. Well, he left a life behind him in some old trailer park. They tried to make it work; it was ruined from the start. He had to shake the rust, it became time to leave. It's a honky-tonk engagement, But there's no better place to play. His face feels like crazy pavement, It's getting more lined every day. Well, he's gonna write a letter and try to explain, She says he's too old to have these growing pains, But something keeps him moving, living on through the night. But as the night approaches, a change is in the air, His heart is pumping fast, he's got no cares. The music befriends him, it can take him anywhere. It's a honky-tonk engagement, But there's no better place to play. His mind feels like crazy pavement, He's getting crazed out every day. Well, he's drinking down the bourbon like it was soda pop, Trying to quell a feeling he knows ain't gonna stop, He's mortgaged out his blood for one more chance to breathe. He had the D.T.'s for breakfast, the chills till noon, He picked up his bag and left the motel room, His head is held high but his heart is on it's knees. |
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from Rory Gallagher - Live In Europe (2003)
Well, did you ever,
Well, did you ever, Well, did you ever, Well, did you ever wake up, With them bullfrogs on your mind? Well, did you ever wake up, With them bullfrogs on your mind? You had to sit there laughin', Laughin' just to keep from crying. Well, did you ever wake up, With that one woman on your mind, Well, did you ever wake up, With that one woman on your mind, Sit there laughin', Laughin' just to keep from crying. My mother got em, My father got em, My sister got em, My brother got em. I woke up this morning, My grandmother had them too, Well, don't you know about that, I got the bullfrog blues. Bullfrog My mother got em, My father got em, My sister got em, My brother got em. I woke up this morning, My grandmother had them too, Well, don't you know about that, I got the bullfrog blues. Called up my doctor, Was not feeling so well, Well, I called up the doctor, Was not feeling so well. He looked inside his bag and said, "Well, well".... You don't need no doctor, You don't need no pill, You don't need no doctor, You don't need no pill. Just take my advice, It'll surely cure your ills. Head on down to New Orleans, Prettiest place you ever seen, Get on down to the river bend, That's where the music never ends. Open your ears, Don't you feel good? Get yourself one helluva shot of rhythm 'n' blues. Go on down to new Orleans, The greatest place you ever been, Head on down to the river bend, Dig the music of the Cajun bands, Honky-tonk piano, Make you feel good, Open your ears, To rhythm 'n' blues. Well, did you ever wake up, With them bullfrogs on your mind? Well, did you ever wake up, With them bullfrogs on your mind? You had to sit there laughin', Laughin' just to keep from crying. Well, did you ever wake up, With that one woman on your mind, Well, did you ever wake up, With that one woman on your mind, You had to sit there laughing, Laughing just to keep from crying. |
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from Rory Gallagher - Edged In Blue (2002)
Well, the rain ain't fussy about where it lands,
It'll find you hiding no matter where you stand. It's gonna rain brother, and it's gonna rain hard, When the blues comes calling with it's calling card. It ain't too funny when you'd rather die, Ain't no pleasure when that girl don't reply. To your love sick letter that you wrote in tears, About feeling so bad for a million years. Watch out brother, be alert, But whatever you do, don't show that hurt, Don't show that hurt, show that hurt. I've been subjected, I've been so distressed, Come back baby, to clean up this mess, Clean up this mess. It ain't so funny when you'd rather die, Ain't no pleasure when that girl don't reply. To your lovesick letter that you wrote in tears, About feeling so bad for a million years. Yeah, the rain ain't fussy about where it falls, It rains on one like it rains on all. But when it falls brother, it's gonna rain hard, When the blues comes calling with it's calling card. Watch out brother, be alert, Whatever you do, don't show that hurt, Don't show that hurt. |
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from Rory Gallagher - Calling Card (2002)
Well, the rain ain't fussy about where it lands,
It'll find you hiding no matter where you stand. It's gonna rain brother, and it's gonna rain hard, When the blues comes calling with it's calling card. It ain't too funny when you'd rather die, Ain't no pleasure when that girl don't reply. To your love sick letter that you wrote in tears, About feeling so bad for a million years. Watch out brother, be alert, But whatever you do, don't show that hurt, Don't show that hurt, show that hurt. I've been subjected, I've been so distressed, Come back baby, to clean up this mess, Clean up this mess. It ain't so funny when you'd rather die, Ain't no pleasure when that girl don't reply. To your lovesick letter that you wrote in tears, About feeling so bad for a million years. Yeah, the rain ain't fussy about where it falls, It rains on one like it rains on all. But when it falls brother, it's gonna rain hard, When the blues comes calling with it's calling card. Watch out brother, be alert, Whatever you do, don't show that hurt, Don't show that hurt. |
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from Rory Gallagher - Bbc Sessions (2002)
Well, the rain ain't fussy about where it lands,
It'll find you hiding no matter where you stand. It's gonna rain brother, and it's gonna rain hard, When the blues comes calling with it's calling card. It ain't too funny when you'd rather die, Ain't no pleasure when that girl don't reply. To your love sick letter that you wrote in tears, About feeling so bad for a million years. Watch out brother, be alert, But whatever you do, don't show that hurt, Don't show that hurt, show that hurt. I've been subjected, I've been so distressed, Come back baby, to clean up this mess, Clean up this mess. It ain't so funny when you'd rather die, Ain't no pleasure when that girl don't reply. To your lovesick letter that you wrote in tears, About feeling so bad for a million years. Yeah, the rain ain't fussy about where it falls, It rains on one like it rains on all. But when it falls brother, it's gonna rain hard, When the blues comes calling with it's calling card. Watch out brother, be alert, Whatever you do, don't show that hurt, Don't show that hurt. |
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from Rory Gallagher - Original Album Classics (2008)
Well, the rain ain't fussy about where it lands,
It'll find you hiding no matter where you stand. It's gonna rain brother, and it's gonna rain hard, When the blues comes calling with it's calling card. It ain't too funny when you'd rather die, Ain't no pleasure when that girl don't reply. To your love sick letter that you wrote in tears, About feeling so bad for a million years. Watch out brother, be alert, But whatever you do, don't show that hurt, Don't show that hurt, show that hurt. I've been subjected, I've been so distressed, Come back baby, to clean up this mess, Clean up this mess. It ain't so funny when you'd rather die, Ain't no pleasure when that girl don't reply. To your lovesick letter that you wrote in tears, About feeling so bad for a million years. Yeah, the rain ain't fussy about where it falls, It rains on one like it rains on all. But when it falls brother, it's gonna rain hard, When the blues comes calling with it's calling card. Watch out brother, be alert, Whatever you do, don't show that hurt, Don't show that hurt. |
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from Rory Gallagher - Defender (2000)
There's a body in the bay
The cops are taking it away They said this case was closed It only shows that you never know So who are they going to get when the trouble's got to stop Here's my card I'm the continental op Jane Doe in the bay, now that's exhibit "A" Bloodstains on the dress, of the millionaires But I saw you leaving town, I'm gonna have to track you down You've slipped through the web and you might have dodged the feds But who are they going to get when you've outfoxed the cops Here's my number I'm the continental op I'm the continental op Call the agency, we never close First consultation is free Check my reputation, check my pose But first you ought to check my fee There's a menace on the streets, offering infants' sweets Don't give this man a ride, lock your car from the inside He's suspect No. 1, but I guess his race is run He left a set of prints, he's not so smart as he thinks 'Cause who are they gonna get when you've outfoxed the cops Here's my card I'm the continental op 'Cause who are they gonna get when you've outfoxed the cops Here's my badge I'm the continental op |
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from Rory Gallagher - Calling Card (2002)
Well I was born on the side of a road
A gap in the hedge Did you hear what I said? Born in a house with no slates But I wouldn't switch I didn't have a stitch Always been out on a limb I've been hard to mend Like a kick in the shins You'll only see me smile When I eat up a country mile Born on the green light, a mission to move Something to prove, an itch in my shoes I heard then wail of a train From a burnin' stack and I jumped on the back Well the engineer threw the switch And it got to my brain, I've never been the same You'll only see me smile When I eat up a country mile Gotta make tracks, gotta raise the dust Grease my heels Out race the bus Don't blink your eyes Or you won't see me again Born a spoke of the wheel Not a part of the set and I'm running yet I ran before I could walk The price of the fare was hardly ever there Saw an eight wheeler move And I couldn't choose I just had to cruise You'll only see me smile When I eat up a country mile Well I was born on the side of a road A gap in the hedge Did you hear what I said Born in a house with no slates But I wouldn't switch I didn't have a stitch Always been out on a limb I've been hard to mend Like a kick in the shins You'll only see me smile When I eat up a country mile Gotta make tracks, gotta raise the dust Grease my heels Out race the bus Don't blink your eyes Or you won't see me again |
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from Rory Gallagher - Bbc Sessions (2002)
Well I was born on the side of a road
A gap in the hedge Did you hear what I said? Born in a house with no slates But I wouldn't switch I didn't have a stitch Always been out on a limb I've been hard to mend Like a kick in the shins You'll only see me smile When I eat up a country mile Born on the green light, a mission to move Something to prove, an itch in my shoes I heard then wail of a train From a burnin' stack and I jumped on the back Well the engineer threw the switch And it got to my brain, I've never been the same You'll only see me smile When I eat up a country mile Gotta make tracks, gotta raise the dust Grease my heels Out race the bus Don't blink your eyes Or you won't see me again Born a spoke of the wheel Not a part of the set and I'm running yet I ran before I could walk The price of the fare was hardly ever there Saw an eight wheeler move And I couldn't choose I just had to cruise You'll only see me smile When I eat up a country mile Well I was born on the side of a road A gap in the hedge Did you hear what I said Born in a house with no slates But I wouldn't switch I didn't have a stitch Always been out on a limb I've been hard to mend Like a kick in the shins You'll only see me smile When I eat up a country mile Gotta make tracks, gotta raise the dust Grease my heels Out race the bus Don't blink your eyes Or you won't see me again |
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from Rory Gallagher - Original Album Classics (2008)
Well I was born on the side of a road
A gap in the hedge Did you hear what I said? Born in a house with no slates But I wouldn't switch I didn't have a stitch Always been out on a limb I've been hard to mend Like a kick in the shins You'll only see me smile When I eat up a country mile Born on the green light, a mission to move Something to prove, an itch in my shoes I heard then wail of a train From a burnin' stack and I jumped on the back Well the engineer threw the switch And it got to my brain, I've never been the same You'll only see me smile When I eat up a country mile Gotta make tracks, gotta raise the dust Grease my heels Out race the bus Don't blink your eyes Or you won't see me again Born a spoke of the wheel Not a part of the set and I'm running yet I ran before I could walk The price of the fare was hardly ever there Saw an eight wheeler move And I couldn't choose I just had to cruise You'll only see me smile When I eat up a country mile Well I was born on the side of a road A gap in the hedge Did you hear what I said Born in a house with no slates But I wouldn't switch I didn't have a stitch Always been out on a limb I've been hard to mend Like a kick in the shins You'll only see me smile When I eat up a country mile Gotta make tracks, gotta raise the dust Grease my heels Out race the bus Don't blink your eyes Or you won't see me again |
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from Rory Gallagher - Tattoo (2002)
If I was a cradle then you'd let me rock
If I was a pony then you'd let me trot If I was the atom then you'd split me into three But when I want to see you, baby How come you lock your door on me? If I was a baby you wouldn't let me fall If I was an outlaw you wouldn't have me caught If I was a tiger you wouldn't have me caged If I was somebody else you would act your age You'll miss out if you leave me out of your day and night I will try to make you see and hear what I got to say It's all about me and you, alright If I was a blind man then you'd make me see If I was a deaf man you'd give me hears to hear If I was a lame man you'd give me legs to walk But if you were true to me, baby You would listen when I talk If I was a cradle then you'd let me rock If I was a pony then you'd let me trot If I was the atom then you'd split me into three But when I want to see you, baby How come you lock your door on me? |
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from Rory Gallagher - Irish Tour (2002)
If I was a cradle then you'd let me rock
If I was a pony then you'd let me trot If I was the atom then you'd split me into three But when I want to see you, baby How come you lock your door on me? If I was a baby you wouldn't let me fall If I was an outlaw you wouldn't have me caught If I was a tiger you wouldn't have me caged If I was somebody else you would act your age You'll miss out if you leave me out of your day and night I will try to make you see and hear what I got to say It's all about me and you, alright If I was a blind man then you'd make me see If I was a deaf man you'd give me hears to hear If I was a lame man you'd give me legs to walk But if you were true to me, baby You would listen when I talk If I was a cradle then you'd let me rock If I was a pony then you'd let me trot If I was the atom then you'd split me into three But when I want to see you, baby How come you lock your door on me? |
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from Rory Gallagher - Irish Tour (2002)
If I was a cradle then you'd let me rock
If I was a pony then you'd let me trot If I was the atom then you'd split me into three But when I want to see you, baby How come you lock your door on me? If I was a baby you wouldn't let me fall If I was an outlaw you wouldn't have me caught If I was a tiger you wouldn't have me caged If I was somebody else you would act your age You'll miss out if you leave me out of your day and night I will try to make you see and hear what I got to say It's all about me and you, alright If I was a blind man then you'd make me see If I was a deaf man you'd give me hears to hear If I was a lame man you'd give me legs to walk But if you were true to me, baby You would listen when I talk If I was a cradle then you'd let me rock If I was a pony then you'd let me trot If I was the atom then you'd split me into three But when I want to see you, baby How come you lock your door on me? |
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from Rory Gallagher - Etched In Blue (1992)
Well you can ride on the crest of a wave if that's where you want to be
But does the look on your face mean you're really feeling happy Or do you feel like you're standing on a wooden leg Or a poor man much to proud to beg Or a page from a book that can't be read at all Well you can see by the way that they are talking That it's time for you to pick up your grip and start walking 'Cause they want to see your long ... legs flying Go to the place where the earth meets the sky and don't turn around and wave goodbye at all They won't be satisfied, till you're out of their sight But I wonder how will you feel With a deck of cards and you're not around to deal You're not around to deal , yeah They won't be satisfied, till you're out of their sight But I wonder how will you feel With a deck of cards and you're not around to deal You're not around to deal , yeah You can say it's a lie, a joke that you are living But you know one thing they don't, You won't give in 'Cause you're like a cat chasin' its tail makes a million circles But you're gonna fail Sometimes you just don't understand |
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from Rory Gallagher - Bbc Sessions (2002)
Well you can ride on the crest of a wave if that's where you want to be
But does the look on your face mean you're really feeling happy Or do you feel like you're standing on a wooden leg Or a poor man much to proud to beg Or a page from a book that can't be read at all Well you can see by the way that they are talking That it's time for you to pick up your grip and start walking 'Cause they want to see your long ... legs flying Go to the place where the earth meets the sky and don't turn around and wave goodbye at all They won't be satisfied, till you're out of their sight But I wonder how will you feel With a deck of cards and you're not around to deal You're not around to deal , yeah They won't be satisfied, till you're out of their sight But I wonder how will you feel With a deck of cards and you're not around to deal You're not around to deal , yeah You can say it's a lie, a joke that you are living But you know one thing they don't, You won't give in 'Cause you're like a cat chasin' its tail makes a million circles But you're gonna fail Sometimes you just don't understand |
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from Rory Gallagher - Deuce (2006)
Well you can ride on the crest of a wave if that's where you want to be
But does the look on your face mean you're really feeling happy Or do you feel like you're standing on a wooden leg Or a poor man much to proud to beg Or a page from a book that can't be read at all Well you can see by the way that they are talking That it's time for you to pick up your grip and start walking 'Cause they want to see your long ... legs flying Go to the place where the earth meets the sky and don't turn around and wave goodbye at all They won't be satisfied, till you're out of their sight But I wonder how will you feel With a deck of cards and you're not around to deal You're not around to deal , yeah They won't be satisfied, till you're out of their sight But I wonder how will you feel With a deck of cards and you're not around to deal You're not around to deal , yeah You can say it's a lie, a joke that you are living But you know one thing they don't, You won't give in 'Cause you're like a cat chasin' its tail makes a million circles But you're gonna fail Sometimes you just don't understand |
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from Rory Gallagher - Original Album Classics (2008)
Well you can ride on the crest of a wave if that's where you want to be
But does the look on your face mean you're really feeling happy Or do you feel like you're standing on a wooden leg Or a poor man much to proud to beg Or a page from a book that can't be read at all Well you can see by the way that they are talking That it's time for you to pick up your grip and start walking 'Cause they want to see your long ... legs flying Go to the place where the earth meets the sky and don't turn around and wave goodbye at all They won't be satisfied, till you're out of their sight But I wonder how will you feel With a deck of cards and you're not around to deal You're not around to deal , yeah They won't be satisfied, till you're out of their sight But I wonder how will you feel With a deck of cards and you're not around to deal You're not around to deal , yeah You can say it's a lie, a joke that you are living But you know one thing they don't, You won't give in 'Cause you're like a cat chasin' its tail makes a million circles But you're gonna fail Sometimes you just don't understand |
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from Rory Gallagher - Etched In Blue (1992)
Well that cat you will be payin',
You ought to make you there, When that drummer hits the rim shot, It almost busts the snare. You put on your cat clothes, And I will put on mine, Together pretty babe, We're gonna cruise on down the line. Come on and cruise on out with me, Won't you cruise on out with me. Well that cat I will be paying, C'mon and get your share, I've got transportation, And I can get you there. Well I know your daddy's anxious, That you told a lie, I guess he's goin' to blow his stack, If you don't come home on time. Come on and cruise on out with me, Won't you cruise on out with me. Yeah... Well this feelin' I will pick it, Just as long as you will stay, The boys in the band will play all night, If they would have their way. If you want to dress up to the night, And look like something else, I'm goin' to put on my alligator shoes, I'll go out to play.. Come on cruise on out with me, Won't you cruise on out with me. Well, the fat man plays that upright, Freeze you at the knees, This band's in full control, of 37 and one half keys. In this full scale commotion, The place will never drop, You better leave town gracefully, If you're too pooped to pop. You better leave town gracefully, If you're too stuped to stop. Come on cruise on out with me, Well, won't you cruise on out with me. Well that cat you will be payin', You ought to make you there, When that drummer hits the rim shot, It almost busts the snare. You put on your cat clothes, And I will put on mine, Together pretty babe, We're gonna step on down the line. Won't you cruise on out with me, Come on, cruise on out with me. Won't you cruise on out, Cruise on out, Cruise on out with me. Won't you cruise on out, Cruise on out, Cruise on out, Cruise on out with me. Come on cruise on out, Cruise on out, Cruise on out, Cruise on out with me. Awwwhhhh... |
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from Rory Gallagher - Bbc Sessions (2002)
Well that cat you will be payin',
You ought to make you there, When that drummer hits the rim shot, It almost busts the snare. You put on your cat clothes, And I will put on mine, Together pretty babe, We're gonna cruise on down the line. Come on and cruise on out with me, Won't you cruise on out with me. Well that cat I will be paying, C'mon and get your share, I've got transportation, And I can get you there. Well I know your daddy's anxious, That you told a lie, I guess he's goin' to blow his stack, If you don't come home on time. Come on and cruise on out with me, Won't you cruise on out with me. Yeah... Well this feelin' I will pick it, Just as long as you will stay, The boys in the band will play all night, If they would have their way. If you want to dress up to the night, And look like something else, I'm goin' to put on my alligator shoes, I'll go out to play.. Come on cruise on out with me, Won't you cruise on out with me. Well, the fat man plays that upright, Freeze you at the knees, This band's in full control, of 37 and one half keys. In this full scale commotion, The place will never drop, You better leave town gracefully, If you're too pooped to pop. You better leave town gracefully, If you're too stuped to stop. Come on cruise on out with me, Well, won't you cruise on out with me. Well that cat you will be payin', You ought to make you there, When that drummer hits the rim shot, It almost busts the snare. You put on your cat clothes, And I will put on mine, Together pretty babe, We're gonna step on down the line. Won't you cruise on out with me, Come on, cruise on out with me. Won't you cruise on out, Cruise on out, Cruise on out with me. Won't you cruise on out, Cruise on out, Cruise on out, Cruise on out with me. Come on cruise on out, Cruise on out, Cruise on out, Cruise on out with me. Awwwhhhh... |
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from Rory Gallagher - Bbc Sessions (2002)
Were you raised by the river
Down by the low, low land Where the air is dark and sinister? In the nigh there's no safe place to stand Hid in the reeds are eyes that peek, voices I can't understand Flamingos flying endlessly To the silent sky Daughter of the Everglades You never made it clear Daughter of the Everglades If you want to be here Child of the river I never saw your tears Well, you looked like your mama Before you walked, you swam Learned to makes snake tails stew From your daddy, a crazy talkin' fisherman In this place there is no law; the river makes all the rules What they are I found out When I came back to look for you Daughter of the Everglades Why did you bring me here? Daughter of the Everglades My love has turned to fear Child of the river Let me feel you near Well, you laughed in them But I knew after a year That you'd cry in the city I should have not brought you here So far from the Bayou, down in the low, low land Don't know why you left me But now I understand Take me back to the river Down in the smoky ground Where snakes crawl you don't cheat By the river you live by now In the swell of the river, the river sails so proud I should have gone there with you But now they tell me you have drowned Daughter of the Everglades I can feel you near Daughter of the Everglades I know I'll find you hear Child of the river I can't see for tears Daughter of the Everglades I want to feel you near Daughter of the Everglades I must find you here Child of the river I can't see for my tears |
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from Rory Gallagher - Wheels Within Wheels (2003)
When you go down to Deep Elm, keep your money in your socks
By them day Elm women, roll on you on the rocks Oh sweet mama, got the morning baby blues If you go down in Deep Elm, yeah, keep your money in the hair And that Deep Elm women will lay you on the fire Oh sweet mama, got the morning baby blues If you go down in Deep Elm, keep your money in your pants 'Cause them Deep Elm women, sure know how to dance Oh, sweet baby, got the morning baby blues If you go down Deep Elm, put your money in your shoes Yeah, them Deep Elm women, know how to sing the blues Oh, sweet baby, got the morning baby blues Oh, sweet baby, got the morning baby blues |
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from Rory Gallagher - Calling Card (2002)
Do you read me, well won't you tell me?
If you read me, then please believe me, when I say, Yes I've been waiting, seems like forever. I've been waiting, my situation ain't got much better, Well I've been waiting, the situation don't get much better. You don't do unto others as you do unto me, Well, why am I the only one that treats you this way? Well, you got that something and it's hard to specify, I can't diagnose that look in your eyes. You don't do unto me, like I know you could, Why am I the only one who's misunderstood? Ashes to ashes, and it's dust to dust, Well, if you won't take me then I guess the devil must. I've been hurting, my hearts been burning, I've been hurting, but I've been learning, just the same. Well, I've been waiting, seems like forever, While I've been waiting, My situation ain't got much better, While I've been waiting, The situation ain't got much better, I've been waiting, The situation don't get much better. |
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from Rory Gallagher - Original Album Classics (2008)
Do you read me, well won't you tell me?
If you read me, then please believe me, when I say, Yes I've been waiting, seems like forever. I've been waiting, my situation ain't got much better, Well I've been waiting, the situation don't get much better. You don't do unto others as you do unto me, Well, why am I the only one that treats you this way? Well, you got that something and it's hard to specify, I can't diagnose that look in your eyes. You don't do unto me, like I know you could, Why am I the only one who's misunderstood? Ashes to ashes, and it's dust to dust, Well, if you won't take me then I guess the devil must. I've been hurting, my hearts been burning, I've been hurting, but I've been learning, just the same. Well, I've been waiting, seems like forever, While I've been waiting, My situation ain't got much better, While I've been waiting, The situation ain't got much better, I've been waiting, The situation don't get much better. |
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from Rory Gallagher - Defender (2000)
I'm breaking rocks and I'm doing time
She's on the streets with a friend of mine I drove the car I took the fall I walk the cell at night I cry 'til dawn At night I cry 'til dawn The days are long but time will pass I'm breaking out I soon will get my change I'm in my cell it's ten by nine She's living it up on champagne and wine I took the rap I have to smile Time drags by but I'll get loose after a while Get loose after a while Deep in the night just like a child I walk the cell my mind is running wild I'm going numb from too much waiting Until my dying day I'll suffocate from too much hating There'll be hell to pay I'm gonna rot from too much waiting 'Til my dying day My soul is bruised my heart is shaking There'll be hell to pay I'm digging ditches I'm breaking stones Sewing mailbags it ain't no fun Bread and water my life is complete Hold my breath 'til I'm back out on the streets Back out on the streets Revenge is sweet or so they say Just watch your steps I'm breaking out today Revenge is sweet or so they say Just watch your steps I'm breaking out today |
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from Rory Gallagher - Deuce (2006)
I don't know where I'm going,
Don't know where I've been. 'Cause I haven't seen my baby, Since I don't know when. I'm walking down that long road, With a smile up on my face. I'm broken hearted, But you won't see a trace. Feeling disconnected, These blues are out to kill. Sweep them in the corner, Put 'em in the bin. All right so you don't sympathise, Don't expect that you should. Walk right for one day you might, Run into this patch of grey clouds too. All right so you don't sympathise, I don't expect that you should. Stay bright for one day you might, Run into this patch of grey clouds too. Gravel in my pockets, From the places I have been, The soles of my shoes are paper thin. I got sand here in my pockets. From the place that I come from. That's where I'm going, So I'll say so long...yeah. |
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from Rory Gallagher - Original Album Classics (2008)
I don't know where I'm going,
Don't know where I've been. 'Cause I haven't seen my baby, Since I don't know when. I'm walking down that long road, With a smile up on my face. I'm broken hearted, But you won't see a trace. Feeling disconnected, These blues are out to kill. Sweep them in the corner, Put 'em in the bin. All right so you don't sympathise, Don't expect that you should. Walk right for one day you might, Run into this patch of grey clouds too. All right so you don't sympathise, I don't expect that you should. Stay bright for one day you might, Run into this patch of grey clouds too. Gravel in my pockets, From the places I have been, The soles of my shoes are paper thin. I got sand here in my pockets. From the place that I come from. That's where I'm going, So I'll say so long...yeah. |
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from Rory Gallagher - Jinx (2006)
You give me double vision, strange transmission,
When you walk in the room. Tongue-tied feeling, can't see the ceiling, You've turned out the moon. Tell me, darling, what you're trying to do. You give me double vision, strange condition, When you act that way. I'm walking sideways, my nights become days, But I feel okay. Tell me, darling, what you're trying to do. You give me double vision, soul transmission, When you act so cruel. My mind is reeling, can't see the ceiling, 'Cause you've turned out the moon. Tell me, mama, what you're trying to do. You got me jumpin' like a man with the voodoo. Tell me, darling, what you're trying to do. You got me mad like a man with the voodoo. |
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from Rory Gallagher - Jinx (2006)
You give me double vision, strange transmission,
When you walk in the room. Tongue-tied feeling, can't see the ceiling, You've turned out the moon. Tell me, darling, what you're trying to do. You give me double vision, strange condition, When you act that way. I'm walking sideways, my nights become days, But I feel okay. Tell me, darling, what you're trying to do. You give me double vision, soul transmission, When you act so cruel. My mind is reeling, can't see the ceiling, 'Cause you've turned out the moon. Tell me, mama, what you're trying to do. You got me jumpin' like a man with the voodoo. Tell me, darling, what you're trying to do. You got me mad like a man with the voodoo. |
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from Rory Gallagher - Original Album Classics (2008)
You give me double vision, strange transmission,
When you walk in the room. Tongue-tied feeling, can't see the ceiling, You've turned out the moon. Tell me, darling, what you're trying to do. You give me double vision, strange condition, When you act that way. I'm walking sideways, my nights become days, But I feel okay. Tell me, darling, what you're trying to do. You give me double vision, soul transmission, When you act so cruel. My mind is reeling, can't see the ceiling, 'Cause you've turned out the moon. Tell me, mama, what you're trying to do. You got me jumpin' like a man with the voodoo. Tell me, darling, what you're trying to do. You got me mad like a man with the voodoo. |
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from Rory Gallagher - Jinx (2006)
I'm easy come and easy go,
Now you're not so carefree. You found the thorn behind the rose, You took it, oh, so badly. Lost inside yourself, You've gotta break out soon. You've gotta try again, To hear a brand new tune. Oh yeah... Once easy come and easy go, You just hear sad notes lately. You use to fly and chase the wind, I don't know you lately. Don't take it, oh, so bad, Things are gonna change. Don't make it, oh, so sad, The sun will shine again. Oh yeah... Please don't lock me out, What's it all about? I'll change it all completely, Won't you let me in, Don't you need a friend? If I can help, just call me. I'm easy come and easy go, Don't paint it all so sadly. Before you know the light will shine, Don't burn out completely. Locked inside yourself, You've gotta break out soon. Come on and try again, And hear a different tune. Oh yeah... |
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from Rory Gallagher - Original Album Classics (2008)
I'm easy come and easy go,
Now you're not so carefree. You found the thorn behind the rose, You took it, oh, so badly. Lost inside yourself, You've gotta break out soon. You've gotta try again, To hear a brand new tune. Oh yeah... Once easy come and easy go, You just hear sad notes lately. You use to fly and chase the wind, I don't know you lately. Don't take it, oh, so bad, Things are gonna change. Don't make it, oh, so sad, The sun will shine again. Oh yeah... Please don't lock me out, What's it all about? I'll change it all completely, Won't you let me in, Don't you need a friend? If I can help, just call me. I'm easy come and easy go, Don't paint it all so sadly. Before you know the light will shine, Don't burn out completely. Locked inside yourself, You've gotta break out soon. Come on and try again, And hear a different tune. Oh yeah... |
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from Rory Gallagher - Jinx (2006)
I'm easy come and easy go,
Now you're not so carefree. You found the thorn behind the rose, You took it, oh, so badly. Lost inside yourself, You've gotta break out soon. You've gotta try again, To hear a brand new tune. Oh yeah... Once easy come and easy go, You just hear sad notes lately. You use to fly and chase the wind, I don't know you lately. Don't take it, oh, so bad, Things are gonna change. Don't make it, oh, so sad, The sun will shine again. Oh yeah... Please don't lock me out, What's it all about? I'll change it all completely, Won't you let me in, Don't you need a friend? If I can help, just call me. I'm easy come and easy go, Don't paint it all so sadly. Before you know the light will shine, Don't burn out completely. Locked inside yourself, You've gotta break out soon. Come on and try again, And hear a different tune. Oh yeah... |
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from Rory Gallagher - Etched In Blue (1992)
I've cried enough tears to fill up an ocean,
Surely you see that my world's been broken? Here I am, where are you? Help me please, pull me through. Here I am, where are you? All my days are edged in blue. You made up your mind and nothing can change it, You want to be free but I can't rearrange it. Here I am, where are you? Tell me please, what to do, Here I am, broken into, All my days are edged in blue. I'd go anywhere, if I thought you'd be there, 'Cos I've made up my mind that's where I belong. I've traveled the world 'cos I couldn't be told, Told by my heart that you really had gone. I'd go anywhere, if I thought you'd be there, 'Cos I've made up my mind that's where I belong. I've traveled the world 'cos I couldn't be told, Told by my heart that you really had gone. Yeah.... Our lines got crossed through all things unspoken. A tangle of knots not easily opened, Here I am, where are you? Help me please, pull me through. Here I am, where are you? All my days are edged in blue. Here I am, where are you? Help me please, pull me through, Here I am, where are you? Can't you see I'm edged in blue. Ohhh....... Ohhh....... |
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from Rory Gallagher - Calling Card (2002)
I've cried enough tears to fill up an ocean,
Surely you see that my world's been broken? Here I am, where are you? Help me please, pull me through. Here I am, where are you? All my days are edged in blue. You made up your mind and nothing can change it, You want to be free but I can't rearrange it. Here I am, where are you? Tell me please, what to do, Here I am, broken into, All my days are edged in blue. I'd go anywhere, if I thought you'd be there, 'Cos I've made up my mind that's where I belong. I've traveled the world 'cos I couldn't be told, Told by my heart that you really had gone. I'd go anywhere, if I thought you'd be there, 'Cos I've made up my mind that's where I belong. I've traveled the world 'cos I couldn't be told, Told by my heart that you really had gone. Yeah.... Our lines got crossed through all things unspoken. A tangle of knots not easily opened, Here I am, where are you? Help me please, pull me through. Here I am, where are you? All my days are edged in blue. Here I am, where are you? Help me please, pull me through, Here I am, where are you? Can't you see I'm edged in blue. Ohhh....... Ohhh....... |
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from Rory Gallagher - Original Album Classics (2008)
I've cried enough tears to fill up an ocean,
Surely you see that my world's been broken? Here I am, where are you? Help me please, pull me through. Here I am, where are you? All my days are edged in blue. You made up your mind and nothing can change it, You want to be free but I can't rearrange it. Here I am, where are you? Tell me please, what to do, Here I am, broken into, All my days are edged in blue. I'd go anywhere, if I thought you'd be there, 'Cos I've made up my mind that's where I belong. I've traveled the world 'cos I couldn't be told, Told by my heart that you really had gone. I'd go anywhere, if I thought you'd be there, 'Cos I've made up my mind that's where I belong. I've traveled the world 'cos I couldn't be told, Told by my heart that you really had gone. Yeah.... Our lines got crossed through all things unspoken. A tangle of knots not easily opened, Here I am, where are you? Help me please, pull me through. Here I am, where are you? All my days are edged in blue. Here I am, where are you? Help me please, pull me through, Here I am, where are you? Can't you see I'm edged in blue. Ohhh....... Ohhh....... |
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from Rory Gallagher - Fresh Evidence (1988)
Went down to the station,
Leaned against the door. Went down to the station, I...leaned against the door. I knew it was the Empire State, Can tell by the way she blows. Asked the depot agent, "Please let me ride the blinds". Asked the depot agent, "Please let me ride the blinds". He said, "Son, I like to help you...you know, But the Empire State ain't mine". The Empire State...you know she, Rides on Eastern time. The Empire State, She rides on Eastern time, She's the "rollingest" baby, On the New York Central line. It was a mean ol' fireman, And a low-down engineer. It was a cruel fireman, A low-down engineer. That took my baby away, Left poor me sitting here. Engineer blew the whistle, The fireman rang the bell. The engineer blew the whistle, The fireman rang the bell. My woman's on board, She's was waving me fair-well. I'm gonna tell you what that, Mean ol' train will do. I'm gonna tell you, What that mean ol' train will do. Take your woman away, And shoot back black smoke back at you. They'll take your woman away, And shoot black smoke back at you. Take your woman away, And shoot black smoke back at you. Let's go... |
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from Rory Gallagher - Original Album Classics (2008)
Went down to the station,
Leaned against the door. Went down to the station, I...leaned against the door. I knew it was the Empire State, Can tell by the way she blows. Asked the depot agent, "Please let me ride the blinds". Asked the depot agent, "Please let me ride the blinds". He said, "Son, I like to help you...you know, But the Empire State ain't mine". The Empire State...you know she, Rides on Eastern time. The Empire State, She rides on Eastern time, She's the "rollingest" baby, On the New York Central line. It was a mean ol' fireman, And a low-down engineer. It was a cruel fireman, A low-down engineer. That took my baby away, Left poor me sitting here. Engineer blew the whistle, The fireman rang the bell. The engineer blew the whistle, The fireman rang the bell. My woman's on board, She's was waving me fair-well. I'm gonna tell you what that, Mean ol' train will do. I'm gonna tell you, What that mean ol' train will do. Take your woman away, And shoot back black smoke back at you. They'll take your woman away, And shoot black smoke back at you. Take your woman away, And shoot black smoke back at you. Let's go... |
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from Rory Gallagher - Defender (2000)
What I see just takes the heart from me
It's all okay they keep telling me Somehow it feels like failsave day You know it's almost failsave day It's not the time now don't go sad on me Yeah we can run the illusion is free Let's not just throw this change away You know it's almost failsave day And deep inside I hear that something Like a silent scream And in the night I hear that rumbling Keep on hoping that it's just a dream Wish there was some time to buy or steal 'Cause there's this stranger in the air I breathe Deep down it feels like failsave day They're gonna fade us all away Deep inside I hear that something Like a silent scream The voice inside just tells me one thing Keep on hoping that it's just a dream What I see just chrills the heart in me It's all okay but they're not fooling me You know it's almost failsave day Somehow it feels like failsave day You know it's almost failsave day They're gonna fade it all away |
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from Rory Gallagher - Bbc Sessions (2002)
I feel so bad, feel like a ball game on a rainy day
I feel so bad. feel like a ball game on a rainy day Since I lost my baby, shake my head and walk away Sometimes I wanna stay here, then again I wanna leave Sometimes I wanna leave here, then again I wanna stay Since I lost my baby, shake my head and walk away, yeah walk away Listen to me people, I'm trying, I'm trying to tell you how I feel Listen to me, I'm talking people, I'm trying, I, I'm trying, I'm trying Yes I lost my baby, I got a low down dirty deal I feel so bad, feel like a ball game on a rainy day I feel so bad, so bad, like a ball game on a rainy day Since I lost my baby, shake my head and walk away Sometimes I wanna stay here, then again I wanna leave Sometimes I wanna leave here, then again I wanna stay Since I got my bags packed, I'll take a train and ride away |
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from Rory Gallagher - Top Priority (2002)
I want to plant to the star in the sky,
One you can find at the end of the night. I want to climb a ladder to space, Leave without trace, 'cos now is the time. Things are gonna be so clear, When I'm light years from here, In some other space. Let me take the tear from your eye, Leave it behind, stay by my side. Won't you follow me where I'm bound, Time's for borrowing now. Won't you follow me, time is tight, Before things swallow me down. I've been locked in this cage, Gonna break away, before it's too late. I'm gonna re-write the page, Take the stage, and live tomorrow today. You'll find the dreams you mislaid, They won't run away, all the dues have been paid. Yes, it's time to depart, go with your heart, Follow the flame. Won't you follow me where I'm bound, Time's for borrowing now. Won't you follow me, time is tight, Before things swallow me down. Won't you follow me where I'm bound, Time's for borrowing now. Won't you follow me, time is tight, Before things swallow me down. Won't you follow me where I'm bound, Time's for borrowing now. |
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from Rory Gallagher - Original Album Classics (2008)
I want to plant to the star in the sky,
One you can find at the end of the night. I want to climb a ladder to space, Leave without trace, 'cos now is the time. Things are gonna be so clear, When I'm light years from here, In some other space. Let me take the tear from your eye, Leave it behind, stay by my side. Won't you follow me where I'm bound, Time's for borrowing now. Won't you follow me, time is tight, Before things swallow me down. I've been locked in this cage, Gonna break away, before it's too late. I'm gonna re-write the page, Take the stage, and live tomorrow today. You'll find the dreams you mislaid, They won't run away, all the dues have been paid. Yes, it's time to depart, go with your heart, Follow the flame. Won't you follow me where I'm bound, Time's for borrowing now. Won't you follow me, time is tight, Before things swallow me down. Won't you follow me where I'm bound, Time's for borrowing now. Won't you follow me, time is tight, Before things swallow me down. Won't you follow me where I'm bound, Time's for borrowing now. |
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from Rory Gallagher - Bbc Sessions (2002)
You've done me wrong,
For the last time, You've sung your song, Now I'm going to sing mine, Out loud, so loud, Like the roaring sea. You've played around, For the last time, You've shown your claws, Now I'm going to show mine, Watch out, I'll be about, In the night. You ran around, Since the very first day, You've had your moment, Now I'm gonna have my play, So long, I'll be gone, In the night. You put me down, For the very last time, I hit the floor, But I got up on the count of nine, Goodbye, don't cry, When I'm gone. |
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from Rory Gallagher - Rory Gallagher (2004)
You've done me wrong,
For the last time, You've sung your song, Now I'm going to sing mine, Out loud, so loud, Like the roaring sea. You've played around, For the last time, You've shown your claws, Now I'm going to show mine, Watch out, I'll be about, In the night. You ran around, Since the very first day, You've had your moment, Now I'm gonna have my play, So long, I'll be gone, In the night. You put me down, For the very last time, I hit the floor, But I got up on the count of nine, Goodbye, don't cry, When I'm gone. |
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from Rory Gallagher - Bbc Sessions (2002)
I wanna tell you about my baby,
Yeah..., she run off with the garbage man. I wanna tell you about my baby, Yeah..., she ran away with the garbage man. She better come back quick, Come back and empty my garbage can. I don't know where she's been, And I don't know where she going. I don't know where she's been, And I don't know where she going. Please, come on back baby, My trash can is really over flowin'. You know babe, She spend all my hard earned cash. You know babe, She spend all my hard earned cash. She better come back this morning, Steal you a shotgun, Steal you a shotgun, Steal you a shotgun, and??. |
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from Rory Gallagher - Fresh Evidence (1988)
Came home this morning,
Looking half-way like a ghost. Walked in this morning, Feeling half-way like a ghost. Face looked like marble, My blood burned just like toast. Face looked like marble, My blood burned just like toast. Yeah...yeah If I had some sense, I'd tear that building down. If I had some sense, I'd tear that building down. No more gin house, Just smiles instead of frowns. No more gin house, Smiles instead of frowns. Came home this morning, Found her crying by the door. Came home this morning, Found her crying by the door. Make my promise, Won't barrel-house no more. You've got my word, Won't barrel-house no more. I can see the ghost, Feeling like a ghost. Came home this morning, Looking half-way like a ghost. Came home this morning, Feeling half-way like a ghost. Face looked like marble, My blood burned just like toast. Face looked like marble, Blood burned just like toast. Yeah.... |
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from Rory Gallagher - Original Album Classics (2008)
Came home this morning,
Looking half-way like a ghost. Walked in this morning, Feeling half-way like a ghost. Face looked like marble, My blood burned just like toast. Face looked like marble, My blood burned just like toast. Yeah...yeah If I had some sense, I'd tear that building down. If I had some sense, I'd tear that building down. No more gin house, Just smiles instead of frowns. No more gin house, Smiles instead of frowns. Came home this morning, Found her crying by the door. Came home this morning, Found her crying by the door. Make my promise, Won't barrel-house no more. You've got my word, Won't barrel-house no more. I can see the ghost, Feeling like a ghost. Came home this morning, Looking half-way like a ghost. Came home this morning, Feeling half-way like a ghost. Face looked like marble, My blood burned just like toast. Face looked like marble, Blood burned just like toast. Yeah.... |
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from Rory Gallagher - Live In Europe (2003)
Mama's in the kitchen baking up a pie.
Daddy's in the backyard,"Get a job, son, You know you ought to try". I packed up my bag, I headed down the road, I got me a job from Henry Ford. But I made a mistake, I moved much too far And now I know what the lonesome blues are . . . I'm getting lonesome, I'm getting blue, I need someone to talk to. I'm getting lonesome, I'm getting blue, Let me tell you where I'm going to . . . Yes I'm going to my home town, I don't care ever even if I have to walk. Yes I'm going to my home town, I don't care even if I have to walk. I gotta move on now baby, I got no more time left to talk. Yes I'm going to my home town, Sorry but I can't take you. Yes I'm going to my home town, Sorry but I can't take you. Only got one ticket, you know I just can't afford two. Take me home. The day I left, You know the rain was pouring down. The day I left, You know the rain was pouring down. I'm going home again baby, I believe the sun's gonna come on out. Let's go home, boy, let's go home. Yes I'm going to my home town, You know baby I gotta go. Going to my home town, You know I just have to go. I really love you, woman, I'll see you in a year, maybe no, maybe yes. Going to my home town, I'm going to my home town, Going to my home town, Going to my home town. |
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from Rory Gallagher - Bbc Sessions (2002)
I got my mojo working, it just don't work on you.
I got my mojo working, but it just don't work on you. Look out baby, Gonna circle the blues. Got your gypsy woman, giving me advice. Got a gypsy woman, giving me advice. Got a whole lot of tricks, Keep you here all night. Awww... Yeah... Can you hear me? Can you hear me? Wooo... Got a gypsy woman, giving me advice. I got a gypsy woman, giving me advice. Got a whole lot of tricks, Keeping me here all night. I got my mojo working, I got my mojo working, I got my mojo working, Got my mojo working, Got my mojo working, Just don't work on you. I got my mojo working, I got my mojo working, I got my mojo working, Got my mojo working, Got my mojo working, Let me hear you. Got my mojo working, Got my mojo working, Got my mojo working, Got my mojo working, Got my mojo working, everybody. Just don't work on you. Wooo.... I got my mojo working, I got my mojo working, I got my mojo working, I got my mojo working, Got my mojo working, everybody. Just don't, just don't, work on you. |
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from Rory Gallagher - Rory Gallagher (2004)
The gypsy woman told me
you were your mother's bad luck child the gypsy woman told me you were your mother's bad luck child you're having a good time now you'll be having trouble after a while Went to see the gypsy woman to have my fortune told she said run right home right away and look through your keyhole the gypsy woman told me you were your mother's bad luck child you're having a good time now you'll be having bad times after a while I believed everything the gypsy woman told me every single word she said i ran right home right away and looked through my keyhole another man in my bed the gypsy woman told me you were your mother's bad luck child you're having a good time now you'll be having bad times after a while |
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from Rory Gallagher - Bbc Sessions (2002)
Anyone can tell you, lies like one and one is two,
And then call 'round and tell that I'm not right for you. Hands off,?. You're gonna hear me saying, Hands off,?. Things sure need some changing, Hands off,?. We'd all be much better of then. Anyone can tell you, lies like one and two is three, And then call 'round and tell that you were'nt made for me. Hands off,?. Do you need persuading? Hands off,?. I've had enough interrogation, Hands off,?. Do you hear what I say? Hands off,?. Now do you need persuading? Hands off,?. I've had enough interrogation. Hands off,?. Do you hear what I say? Yeah... You know that I'm a peaceful man, now as a general rule, That's the way I'd like to keep it, if I had to choose. Hands off,?. Now here's the situation, Hands off,?. My girl needs consideration, Hands off,?. Did you hear what I say? There's people letter-writing until the ink turns green, Trying to ruin my reputation, sell it to a magazine. Hands off,?. Now here's the situation, Hands off,?. My girl needs consideration, Hands off,?. We'd all be better off then. Hands off,?. Now here's the situation, Hands off,?. My girl needs consideration, Hands off,?. Did you hear what I say? Hands off,?. Now here's the situation, Hands off,?. Needs some consideration, Hands off,?. Did you hear what I say? Hands off,.... Off..hey.. Hands off,?. Now here's the situation, Hands off,?. Did you hear what I say. |
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from Rory Gallagher - Rory Gallagher (2004)
Hands up reach for the sky
And I will tell you why This is just a game I'm playin You won't feel the same I'm betting now Get up you know this time That you made up your mind Think of all the dreams you're chasin Think of all the time you're wastin now My world is upside down My inside is inside out I'm hangin to a leaf that's shakin That's hangin to a branch that's breakin off now Go out into the night Left to the sky You'll walk out the shoes you're wearin Might even lose your blues, no tellin now |
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from Rory Gallagher - Fresh Evidence (1988)
You're feeling haunted,
See those shadows on the shades? You're stalking 'round the room, Your name is on a blade. The darkness 'round your neck Is like a metal claw, Who is gonna save you? Who will hear your call? Hear you call..yeahh.. You'll never get to heaven, Putting money in the plate. Can't bribe St. Peter, When you're at Heaven's gate. Right now you wonder, How crazy things can be, You dealt your own hand, Five-card Destiny. Roller-coaster, feeling from the floor. Someone stole the, key right from your door. Just what you needed, Shadows on the blinds. Feel so somersaulted, Trying to keep your sense of time. Lightning on the windows, Just to seal your fate. Who is gonna save you, When you're at Heaven's gate? Yeahh....heavens gate. |
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from Rory Gallagher - Original Album Classics (2008)
You're feeling haunted,
See those shadows on the shades? You're stalking 'round the room, Your name is on a blade. The darkness 'round your neck Is like a metal claw, Who is gonna save you? Who will hear your call? Hear you call..yeahh.. You'll never get to heaven, Putting money in the plate. Can't bribe St. Peter, When you're at Heaven's gate. Right now you wonder, How crazy things can be, You dealt your own hand, Five-card Destiny. Roller-coaster, feeling from the floor. Someone stole the, key right from your door. Just what you needed, Shadows on the blinds. Feel so somersaulted, Trying to keep your sense of time. Lightning on the windows, Just to seal your fate. Who is gonna save you, When you're at Heaven's gate? Yeahh....heavens gate. |
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from Rory Gallagher - Original Album Classics (2008)
Well there's a hellcat, loose cat, hear it wail
It can stop you down the street, you cannot get away Well it's gonna get to you, got the demon power You got to run, run, brother you know your soul's on fire You got to run, run, brother you know your soul's on fire Well there's a strange, strange feeling chilling your hands A shadow in your doorway, freeze you where you stand You play your dice with the devil, now it's much too late Well don't you know you got a hellcat on your trail Well don't you know you got a hellcat on your trail The sound that haunts you from the dark will dawn Don't go away no more when the morning comes There's a step on the stairs, a storm in your sails That you know you got a hellcat by the tail Yeah, you've done and got a hellcat on your trail Oh yeah Well there's a hellcat, loose cat, hear it moan Stalking your shadow all night long It's the darkest feeling this side of hell Well don't you know you got a hellcat by the tail You know you've got a hellcat by the tail Well hellcat Well hellcat Well hellcat Well hellcat |
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from Rory Gallagher - Bbc Sessions (2002)
Well, if your baby start acting funny,
She start messin' around. You better let her go, I know she's gonna, put you down. Just let her go. Just as quick as you can. Cause that little hoodoo woman, Is fixin' to hoodoo the hoodoo man. My baby got me doctor one note, That's something I can't understand. How could she take all my money, And give it to a, her other man? I'm gonna let her go, Just as quick as I can, That little hoodoo woman, I know she's fixin' to hoodoo the hoodoo man. Call up my little baby, Long distance on the telephone. But the voice on the other end, Is a low down mellow tone. I'm gonna let her go. As quick as I can. Cause that little hoodoo woman, I know she's gonna hoodoo the hoodoo man. Come on and see some hoodoo, Hoodoo man. Called up my doctor, To ask for his advice. But, you know he's out all night with my baby, They painted up the town once or twice. Gonna let her go. Just as quick as I can. I know that little hoodoo woman, Is planning to hoodoo the hoodoo man. She's got the hoodoo, She's got the hoodoo, Hoodoo, Hoodoo. Come on, Oh little hoodoo woman, I bet she's gonna hoodoo the hoo......, I know she's gonna hoo.........doo the hoodoo man. I know she's gonna hoodoo the hoodoo man. |
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from Rory Gallagher - Live In Europe (2003)
Well, if your baby start acting funny,
She start messin' around. You better let her go, I know she's gonna, put you down. Just let her go. Just as quick as you can. Cause that little hoodoo woman, Is fixin' to hoodoo the hoodoo man. My baby got me doctor one note, That's something I can't understand. How could she take all my money, And give it to a, her other man? I'm gonna let her go, Just as quick as I can, That little hoodoo woman, I know she's fixin' to hoodoo the hoodoo man. Call up my little baby, Long distance on the telephone. But the voice on the other end, Is a low down mellow tone. I'm gonna let her go. As quick as I can. Cause that little hoodoo woman, I know she's gonna hoodoo the hoodoo man. Come on and see some hoodoo, Hoodoo man. Called up my doctor, To ask for his advice. But, you know he's out all night with my baby, They painted up the town once or twice. Gonna let her go. Just as quick as I can. I know that little hoodoo woman, Is planning to hoodoo the hoodoo man. She's got the hoodoo, She's got the hoodoo, Hoodoo, Hoodoo. Come on, Oh little hoodoo woman, I bet she's gonna hoodoo the hoo......, I know she's gonna hoo.........doo the hoodoo man. I know she's gonna hoodoo the hoodoo man. |
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from Rory Gallagher - Defender (2000)
I ant no saint
I can't turn the other cheek I ain't no saint But you can cool my temper By the words you speak I'll tell you straight from the shoulder Straight from the hip I'm falling over, she makes the pieces fit If I get arrested or in some legal twist She talks to the judge and gets the case dismissed I ain't no saint Won't make it through the pearly gates I feel alright down hear lord I think heaven's gonna have to wait She doesn't tell me how to make a living Don't lock her love up with a key If I'm down my head is spinning Don't call a doctor or a priest I ain't no saint Won't tow the party line I ain't no saint But you get my nomination Every single time I ain't no saint Won't make it through the pearly gates I feel alright down here, Lord I think heavens gonna have to wait I'll tell you straight from the shoulder Straight from the hip I feel alright down here, Lord I think Heavens gonna have to wait |
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