|
4:07 | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Fresh Evidence (1988) | |||||
|
3:28 | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Fresh Evidence (1988) | |||||
|
5:09 | ||||
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... |
|||||
|
8:01 | ||||
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.... |
|||||
|
5:10 | ||||
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. |
|||||
|
5:41 | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Fresh Evidence (1988)
'KID' GLOVES
Well, they sprung me out of Quentin, I'm back on the mob's payroll They can buy my body Sure they can't buy my soul. I'm working out of Stockton Im weighing in at two -o -one But there's a man in the front row Sent down by the mob with a gun. For 'Kid Gloves',I'm back out on the street. 'Kid Gloves', the master to the beat 'Kid Gloves', I'll do anything but dive. We'll the bought me out of Quentin. They've gone and placed their bets. I've got to throw the fight Just to save my neck. Saying 'yes' to the set up Made me feel so cheap But the street felt so good Now I've only got myself to beat A deal is a deal But you know I just can't win The mob oughta know My conscience is wearing thin For 'Kid' Gloves, I'm back in the ring 'Kid ' Gloves, I'll fight anything 'Kid" Gloves, I'll do anything but dive. 'Kid Gloves', I'm back on the street 'Kid" Gloves the master to beat "Kid" Gloves, Ill do anything but cry, 'Kid' Gloves, I'm back on my feet "Kid" Gloves, The master to beat "Kid" Gloves, I'll do anything but cry "Kid" Gloves, I'm back in the ring. "Kid Gloves, I'll fight anything "Kid Gloves" I'll do anything but dive Well, they burned me out of Quentin, They've gone and placed their bets I've got to throw a fight Just to save my neck. Saying yes to the set up Made me feel so cheap But the street felt so good Now I've only got myself to beat "Kid Gloves, I'm back out on the street "Kid' Gloves, the master to beat 'Kid' Gloves, I'll do anything but dive 'Kid' Gloves, I'm back in the ring "Kid" Gloves, I'll fight anything 'Kid' Gloves, I'll do anything but cry "Kid Gloves, I'm faster on my feet "Kid Gloves, the master to beat 'Kid" gloves, I'll do anything but dive |
|||||
|
4:15 | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Fresh Evidence (1988)
Well, a hurricane is on its way across the Bible Belt
Just watch the sway of the sugar cane Move from right to left It could be gone when the morning comes Should be heading west Hang around, go in the storm It's anybody's guess Still can't find you, still can't find you Well, sorrow is my middle name And I'll tell you something else Since you've been gone, I'm broken down I cannot trust myself Been hangin' 'round this lonesome town Feelin' less and less What is gonna happen here is anybody's guess? Still can't find you, still can't find you Who's gonna hide you? Yeah Well, a Terraplane just passed my way Won't give me a ride Standing on the freeway, the wind is rising high I could make out, there is no doubt But can't leave you behind Still, I cannot find you, no matter how I try Still can't find you, still can't find you What can I do? Yeah |
|||||
|
4:30 | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Fresh Evidence (1988) | |||||
|
3:40 | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Fresh Evidence (1988)
You're like a Slumming Angel
Lost on the wrong side of town Just want to see the pictures Tell your man, "Turn down the sound" You're acting wise but aren't you afraid 'Round here you might get blown away Like a Slumming Angel Lost on the wrong side of town Slumming Angel Lost on the wrong side of the tracks I saw you ask the poor kid To take the time to show you back Don't burn your wings, flying to high Around here you might just end up dying Like a Slumming Angel Lost on the wrong side of town Slumming Angel Don't you know your way around? Straight out of heaven Don't you know where you stand? Take off those rose colored glasses This place is no wonderland You're like a Slumming Angel Born on the wrong side of the tracks Saw you ask the poor boy To take the time to show you back Go home to your Daddy Where you ought to go Things have changed around here Don't you know You're like a Slumming Angel Lost on the wrong side of town Slumming Angel Lost on the wrong side of town, yeah Slumming Angel Let me show you around, yeah |
|||||
|
3:45 | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Fresh Evidence (1988)
Well, it's a straight line as the crow flies,
To a heaven here on earth. And if you make time, it's a cool drive, Head down to the coast. If your taste runs to the gumbo, Don't know where to go? Let me introduce you to the King of Zydeco. If your head leaks like a strainer, The sea comes to your door. A strange sound from the juke-joint, A mile just down the road. Believe it when you hear it, The sound of the rubbing board. Let me introduce you to the King of Zydeco. Yeahh.. Move it over, Open up that lane. Roll it over, Buddy, I'm insane. You won't feel like a stranger, You've found a second home. You can get out of your tree there, When that music hits your soul. Bye-bye Big Brother, 'Cause I'm going away, I wanna listen to the man, They call Clifton Chenier. Feel like a statistic, Feeling shrink-wrapped too. It's fun-time baby, You've been too long in school. Head down to the place, Near to Thibodaux, Let me introduce you to the King of Zydeco. Move that semi, Buddy, I'm insane. It's now or never, I can't touch the brakes. Well, it's a stone's throw from the Bayou, And I can see the sign. Shining like a beacon, Right on through the night. No more airs and graces, Gotta catch the show. Let me introduce you to the King of Zydeco. |
|||||
|
2:23 | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Fresh Evidence (1988) | |||||
|
5:10 | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Fresh Evidence (1988)
I'm walkin' wounded,
Got my heart in a sling. I've been injected, Till I don't feel a thing. You got me hurting, Where it gets me most. If I had some sense, I'd move back to the Southern Coast. Yeahhhh.... I'm truly wounded Like a fox in a snare. I feel inspected, 'Cause I'm caught in your glare. You've done your damage, Are you sure that you're through? Don't cross me no more, I've had enough of you. Yeahhhh.... I'm sleepwalkin', Like an unlit fuse, I'm breaking out, baby, Got no time to lose. I feel suspended', Got no lust for life. You drew my picture, As sharp as a knife. Time is a wastin', But the message got through. Don't cross me no more, I've had enough of you. I'm walkin' wounded, Got my heart in a sling. I've been injected, Till I don't feel a thing. You got me hurtin', Where it gets me most. I've got some sense now, I'm going back to the Southern Coast. Yeahhhh....yeah. |
|||||
|
- | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Etched In Blue (1992) | |||||
|
- | ||||
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 |
|||||
|
- | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Etched In Blue (1992) | |||||
|
- | ||||
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 |
|||||
|
- | ||||
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... |
|||||
|
- | ||||
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....... |
|||||
|
- | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Etched In Blue (1992) | |||||
|
- | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Etched In Blue (1992) | |||||
|
- | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Etched In Blue (1992)
Give me til Monday, that's only a day or two
Give me til Monday, that's only a day or two I'll pay you back with interest, if it's the last thing that I do yeah I'll pay you back with interest, if it's the last thing that I do yeah Give me til Monday, that's only a day away Give me til Monday, that's only a day away I'm down on my knees, Ive got one foot in the grave I'm down on my knees, I ve got one foot in the grave I've got the Loanshark Blues I've got the Loanshark Blues Give me an offer I can't refuse My wife needs shoes my kids must eat feel so cold, I can't feel my feet Can't get my hands on one thin dime gonna turn to a life of crime No work here, so I walk the street sign on the door, feel I'm beat I known you run Pier 15 you got a grip on all my dreams I got the Loanshark Blues the Loanshark Blues Give me an offer I can't refuse Give me til Monday, that s only a day or two Give me til Monday, that's only a day or two I'll pay you back with interest, if it's the last thing that I do I'll pay you back with interest, if it s the last thing that I do I got the Loanshark blues the Loanshark Blues Give me an offer I can't refuse The roofs got holes, see the sky can't get straight and I have tried I'm in your debt, I'm well aware I'll break the law 'cause I don't care Living on a knife edge I have been but I'm to though to just give in Moving on down with the longshore men on the docks we're locked out again I got the Loanshark Blues the Loanshark Blues Give me an offer I can't refuse I got the Loanshark Blues the Loanshark Blues Give me an offer I can't refuse |
|||||
|
- | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Etched In Blue (1992)
Well, it's a shin-kicking morning,
Gotta kickstart today, Wind up my machine and I'll be on my way. Owwww.... Well, a burning fever Woke me up at the dawn, I didn't have a choice, I had to carry on. Well, my engine's overheating And I'm running out of gas, I only got two speeds and it's slow and fast. Yeah.. Well, I got to find a town that's got some action, Got to find a place that's open late, right away Owww... Well, I got to find a town that's got more action, Got to find a place stays open late, right away Yeahhh.. C. C. Mama, Motorcycle queen, I'm gonna catch up with you with my lightning wheels. Yeah... It's cold, black coffee, Eggs and grease, Stop in at the truckstop, I don't want to sleep. Well, it's a shin-kick morning, I'm gonna turn up the heat, I'm racing all the truckers and I got them beat, You know I'm racing all the truckers and I've got them beat, Racing all the truckers and I've got them beat. Wind up my machine and I'll be on my way, Wind up my machine and I'll be on my way, Wind up my machine and I'll be on my way, Yeah...... |
|||||
|
- | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Etched In Blue (1992)
Well, the devil made me do it, do it, do it
The devil made me trip and fall The devil drove me to it, to it, to it Till I had no chance at all What did I do that was so bad, to go and get myself arrested? Just hit town to have some fun, but I ended up in the trash can There I was in the witness stand, my eyes turned towards the jury Trying to recall what went wrong last night, but it won't come right back to me Well, the devil made me do it, do it, do it The devil made me trip and fall The devil drove me to it, to it, to it Till I had no chance at all The lawyer said, "Son, won't you plead the fifth, and don't speak unless requested" Using all the words at his command, his skills were sorely tested Then, to my complete surprise, they went and called a hostile witness The devil himself, well he took the stand and that's where my case rested Well, the devil made me do it, do it, do it The devil made me trip and fall The devil drove me to it, to it, to it Till I had no chance at all What did I do that was so bad, to go and get myself arrested? Well, I was just in town to have some fun, but I ended up in the trash can There I was in the witness box, my eyes turned towards the jury Trying to recall what went wrong last night, but it won't come back to me Well, the devil made me do it, do it, do it The devil made me trip and fall The devil drove me to it, to it, to it Till I had no chance at all Well, the devil made me do it, do it, do it The devil made me trip and fall The devil drove me to it, to it, to it Till I had no chance at all Well, the devil drove me to it, to it, to it The devil made me trip and fall The devil drove me to it, to it, to it Till I had no chance at all, till I had no chance at all Till I had no mind at all |
|||||
|
- | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Etched In Blue (1992)
They don't make them like you anymore, that's for sure
And when they made you They made sure they threw away the mould It comes as no surprise to me That I wanna be in your vicinity If I stand close to you, I'm not sure if I'm really there With my feet on the ground but my head's lost in the air Oh, how I wish you could see That I'd love to be in your vicinity Where would I go, what would I do If you should run from me? How does it show when you're to lose Will you explain to me? There's something growing There's something showing There's something won't let me be Where would I go, what would I do If you should run from me? How does it show when you're to lose Will you explain to me? There's something growing There's something showing There's something won't let me be They don't make them like you anymore, that's for sure And when they made you They made sure they threw away the mould Oh, how I wish you could be I wanna be in your vicinity Well, I've heard that one day Everything comes to him who waits Well, that may be so, but you know it might be too late Oh, how I'd love to see That I wanna be in your vicinity ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By RORY GALLAGHER <i>Lyrics © BUGHOUSE MUSIC OBO STRANGE MUSIC LTD</i> |
|||||
|
- | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Etched In Blue (1992)
Yeahhh...
Too much alcohol, Yeahhh.... I went down on 31st Street, To pick up a jug of alcohol, Well, I went down on 31st Street, To pick up a jug of alcohol. Ahhh......... Told the man to put in some water, But he wouldn't put in a drop at all. I was drinking my straight alcy, And I went walking on down the street, Well, I was drinking my straight alcy, And I went walking on down the street. Yeahhh.... Well, my eyes got so heavy, I nearly fell half asleep. Well, I like sherry brandy, My baby sure like gin, Well, that little girl I got, Sure put me in the, Spin I'm in. Well, I went down on 31st Street, To pick up a jug of alcohol. Yeahhh.... I told the man to put in some water, But he wouldn't put in a drop at all. Whisky make me drowsey, And gin can make you think, Well, a common cold can kill ya, But, my baby tell me to drink, I went down on 31st Street, To pick up a jug of alcohol, Yeahhh.... I told the guy to put in some water, But he wouldn't put in a drop at all, One hundred per cent alcohol, Well, let me have some. Well, I like sherry and brandy, My baby sure likes gin, And that little girl I got, Sure put me in, The spin I'm in. I went down on 31st Street, To pick up, pick up a jug of alcohol, Yeahhh.... I told the man to put in some water, But he won't put in a drop at all. Ninety one per cent, Better make it ninety two, Ninety three per cent, Ninety four, that'll do, Ninety five, Ninety six, Ninety seven per cent, Ninetyeight, Bartender that's ninety nine, Make it one hundred per cent, One hundred per cent, One hundred per cent, Wanna try some, I wanna try some, One hundred per cent, Then I won't feel a thing at all. |
|||||
|
- | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Etched In Blue (1992) | |||||
|
4:35 | ||||
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 |
|||||
|
4:08 | ||||
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 |
|||||
|
- | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Defender (2000) | |||||
|
4:25 | ||||
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 |
|||||
|
5:00 | ||||
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 |
|||||
|
4:51 | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Defender (2000)
They say this town will kill you
They say this town ain't got no soul This town could take a child's smile And turn it into stone But don't you think I know that? This place has cut me to the bone Trouble crawling up your back Fear just eats your soul You say this town will eat you up You say this town don't have a heart You try to learn all your lines And you try to play the part With all this double dealing I tell you brother, you'll get smart Here in Kickback City You're lost before you start The people in subways Look nearly half dazed to me Renting tomorrow, investing in sorrow No belief, yeah Faces in side streets Hiding like angels from grace Selling you sorrow, renting tomorrow You're out of place, yeah They say this town will kill you They say this town ain't got no soul They'll set you up and pull the stitch 'Til you're unraveled on the floor But I won't let it beat me Though trouble's knocking at my door Somehow it's just your smile That keeps me coming back for more Yeah, here in Kickback City Feel I'm goin' down slow Here in Kickback City Feel I'm goin' down slow, yeah, yeah |
|||||
|
4:30 | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Defender (2000)
Give me til Monday, that's only a day or two
Give me til Monday, that's only a day or two I'll pay you back with interest, if it's the last thing that I do yeah I'll pay you back with interest, if it's the last thing that I do yeah Give me til Monday, that's only a day away Give me til Monday, that's only a day away I'm down on my knees, Ive got one foot in the grave I'm down on my knees, I ve got one foot in the grave I've got the Loanshark Blues I've got the Loanshark Blues Give me an offer I can't refuse My wife needs shoes my kids must eat feel so cold, I can't feel my feet Can't get my hands on one thin dime gonna turn to a life of crime No work here, so I walk the street sign on the door, feel I'm beat I known you run Pier 15 you got a grip on all my dreams I got the Loanshark Blues the Loanshark Blues Give me an offer I can't refuse Give me til Monday, that s only a day or two Give me til Monday, that's only a day or two I'll pay you back with interest, if it's the last thing that I do I'll pay you back with interest, if it s the last thing that I do I got the Loanshark blues the Loanshark Blues Give me an offer I can't refuse The roofs got holes, see the sky can't get straight and I have tried I'm in your debt, I'm well aware I'll break the law 'cause I don't care Living on a knife edge I have been but I'm to though to just give in Moving on down with the longshore men on the docks we're locked out again I got the Loanshark Blues the Loanshark Blues Give me an offer I can't refuse I got the Loanshark Blues the Loanshark Blues Give me an offer I can't refuse |
|||||
|
4:09 | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Defender (2000)
NO PEACE FOR THE WICKED
No peace for the wicked No way, no how If you've gone and did it You gotta pay somehow No use complaining 'Bout the hand that feeds Now you know it's raining How come you talk to me How come you talk to me, Well your friends in high places Won't bail you out this time With all your social grace It's like a pantomime Feeling so uneasy You can't tell friend from foe Your always looking back To see who's coming through the door You're like aloaded heater Just about to go off the street You need a baby-sitter To pick you up if you can't stand the heat You sold protection Fed the common fear Took yes for an answer You didn't see the tears Collecting from the loanshark |
|||||
|
5:32 | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Defender (2000)
Soft-soaped on the road to Hell
So many times I've tripped and fell No chances left The sky is falling down on me Yeah.... One step from the demons' fire Can't stop the train, and flames get higher Too late to save me The wall's coming down on me Yeah... Broken wishes and broken dreams Close to the edge, I cut it lean No regrets The flame's getting higher on me Yeah... Push the tempo, push the time No excuses, not this time No way out The ground's opening up on me Yeah... oh yeah... Can you feel the heat? Coming from the street Pouring down on me... yeah... They tried to keep me on a long thin chain Thanks, but no thanks just the same You saw it coming The devil's got the jump on me Yeah... Lost soul on the road to Hell Wind up the motor and ring the bell No stopping now The pain's coming down on me Yeah... Straight time on the road to Hell No mercy time at the wishing well No turning back The Angels gonna cry on me Yeah.... |
|||||
|
4:54 | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Defender (2000)
Seems to me, I've been all tore down before.
It seems to me, I've been down this way before. Tears in your eyes baby, don't fool me anymore. Tears in your eyes baby, don't fool me anymore. Fool me anymore. Yeah.... I must admit it, guess my race is run...yeah.. I must admit it baby, it's a case of hit and run. Don't look for me baby, 'cause I'm circling around the sun. Don't laugh at me baby, I'm circling around the sun. Yeah....oww....yeah... Feel six feet under, feel like a drowning man...yeah.. Feel six feet under, feel like a drowning man. Man overboard, and you won't lend a hand. Man overboard, you won't lend a hand...yeah.. Seems to me you've gone for broke this time. Seems to me you've gone for broke this time. Hung, drawn and quartered. You've hung me on the line....yeah.... |
|||||
|
5:16 | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Defender (2000)
Seven days of thunder eight days of rain
The feeling that I'm under Is like a ball'n chain, like a ball'n chain Just round the corner I know a store Gonna trade in my razor and bay a 44 And I'll come knocking knocking door to door The feeling in my head is like all out war All out war third world war And if they catch me and put me in the chair You can sit beside me there's plenty room to spare You are the reason I am in tis fix will you cry for me When they throw that switch throw that switch This time they'll lock me up for sure Throw away the key when they slam the door City to city town to town Seven days running Will they track me down Will they track me down |
|||||
|
4:49 | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Defender (2000)
The dirty tricks department is working overtime
Trying to stop the candidate from getting this time The wheels are now in motion all the traps are set Under this commotion will he walk into this mess The state's intoxicated they're at the staarting gate He may never make it to the planned TV debate He can't fight off the big bucks of the old brigade He's gotta watch his step in this smear campaign They called a snap election in the summer heat This town is reeling backwards Like a drunk man on the streets Feed those lies Bend those minds at any price Foul or air As long as he's not there Election time Don't believe the papers it's not anybody's race He's not a rank beginner it's not a children's game He may get the nomination if he breaks through the chain Or they'll shoot him down on Main street in this smear campaign Just watch the party faithful fuel the dream machine They've fudged up all the issues eat that scandal sheet The dirty tricks department is nearly half insane Trying to stop the candidate with a smear camaign |
|||||
|
- | ||||
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.... |
|||||
|
- | ||||
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 |
|||||
|
- | ||||
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. |
|||||
|
- | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Top Priority (2002)
Well, I just hit town and I flew in by the seat of my pants,
Well, I just touched down and got me some crazy plans. I'm an ace, I'm a deuce, I'm a buzzin' all over the land, And it ain't no use to change the way I am. The way I am.....oh yeah... Well, I just touched base, been in motion for a hundred days, I'm wound up like a motor or a rocket in outer space. I'm an ace, I'm a deuce, wont you put my mind at ease, Well, I cant slow down, got to take some more of these. More of these....oh yeah....ahhhhhh.... Wont you give me the green light, give me a chance to move, Turn on your love-light, you know that I approve. Well, I just touched ground and I got in by the seat of my pants, I ain't broken down but I found a new place to land. I'm an ace, I'm a deuce. I'm a crazy free-range man, And it ain't no use to change my open plan. Open plan....oh yeah.... Well, I'm feeling kinda crazy, want to go on a mad-cap spree, Step on my air-brakes, I gonna let off some steam. I'm an ace, I'm a deuce, I'm flyin' all over the land And it ain't no use to change the way I am. I'm an ace, I'm a deuce, I'm flyin' all over the land And it ain't no use to change the way I am. Yeah..... The way I am. Thank you mam. |
|||||
|
- | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Top Priority (2002)
I need a keychain, to lock up all this trouble.
I need a fast train, leaving on the double. I'm going someplace, that's hard to follow. Got that feeling, that I should be long gone. I'm as bad as I can get, playing Russian roulette. I need a keychain, baby right now. I'm playing no games, this ain't no water pistol. Ain't it insane, there's no chance of missing. No one holds me, you ain't got my number. If you see me, just run for cover. Well I'm as wild as I can get, I'm playing Russian roulette. I got no keychain, baby right now. Owww.... Owww... Well I'm in a guided missile, and I'm lost in the sky. I won't be returning, until things feel right. I got a poison pen letter, ain't that all I need. Some pretty woman's, trying to make a ghost of me. I got no keychain, to lock up all my sorrow. I need a fast plane, I'm leavin' in a hurry. I'm going some place, where you can't follow. I got that feeling, that I should be long gone. Well I'm as mad as I can get, I'm playing Russian roulette. Need a keychain, baby, all mine. |
|||||
|
- | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Top Priority (2002) | |||||
|
- | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Top Priority (2002)
Well i fly off the handle
a little too quick Guess you could call me a nervous man For the last week or two It don't take too much to make me wanna raise my hand Well it's one of those days when you'd rather not be so low down and dirty your luck's out to sea Well i fly off the handle a little too fast You know friends think I look like an angry man like bad memory turned up again I find it hard not to raise my hand Well it's one of those towns Where you'd rather not stay come back and see it some other day Well it's one of those nights when you know you're alone feeling half crazy just body and soul Well my cat won't scratch or show its claws It just prowls around the house all day for the last night or two I can't eat or drink I think i'm gonna fade away Well it's one of those days When you'd rather not be so low down and lonesome your luck's out to sea |
|||||
|
- | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Top Priority (2002)
Now ain't it strange that I feel like Philby, there's a stranger in my soul
I'm lost in transit in a lonesome city, I can't come in from the cold I'm deep in action on a secret mission, contact's broken down Time drags by, I'm above suspicion, there's a voice on the telephone Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Well it sure is dark in this clockwork city, contact's never gonna show I've got a code which can't be broken, my eyes never seem to close Well, I'm standing here in the silent city, shadows falling down I'm disconnected but I don't need pity, the night's gonna burn on slow Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Now ain't it funny that I feel like Philby, a stranger on a foreign shore I've got my plans and I must move quickly, there's a knock upon the door Still in transit and I'm close to danger, my cover can't be blown, It's getting strange and it's getting crazy, tell me, what is going on? Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Four o'clock and nothing's moving, six o'clock and the daylight's stirring Morning comes, must be moving on All night long my mind's been burning, makes me feel such a long, long way from home, home Now ain't it strange that I feel like Philby, there's a stranger in my soul I'm lost in transit in a lonesome city, I can't come in from the cold |
|||||
|
- | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Top Priority (2002) | |||||
|
- | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Top Priority (2002)
Well you always were a problem
Always running wild Trouble is your middle name You know you're the wayward child You always get your feet wet You always play with knives Watch that you don't cut yourself You know you're the wayward child They call you the wayward child Well you've always gone your own way Sometimes you play with fire Well can you run forever Before you run right out of time Will you run right out of time Nothing's gonna change you It ain't no use Well who is gonna tame you Tie you in a noose Well no one's gonna change ya Ain't no use And no one's gonna tame you Tie you in a noose Well you always were a problem Never meek and mild Life is just a street fight Well you know you're the wayward child You always get your feet wet You always play with knives Watch that you don't cut yourself You know you're the wayward child x3 |
|||||
|
- | ||||
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.... |
|||||
|
- | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Edged In Blue (2002) | |||||
|
- | ||||
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. |
|||||
|
- | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Edged In Blue (2002) | |||||
|
- | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Edged In Blue (2002) | |||||
|
- | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Edged In Blue (2002) | |||||
|
- | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Edged In Blue (2002)
I wonder who,
Will be your sweet man, When I'm gone? I wonder who, Will be your sweet man, When I'm gone? Who's gonna have to love you? Who's gonna carry your business on? I wonder who, Will be your sweet man, When I'm gone? Yeah... I wonder who, Will be your sweet man, When I'm gone? Yeah.... Who you gonna have to love you? Who's gonna carry your red house on? Oh yeah... You see my pretty girl, Walkin' on down the street, She just laughing and playing, With every man she meet. I wonder who, Will be your sweet man, When I'm gone? Who you gonna have to love you? Who's gonna carry your business on? Yes, I would marry you, But I'd marry you too soon, So I guess you're gonna have to wait, Until after your honeymoon. I wonder who, Will be your sweet man, When I'm gone? Yahh... Who you gonna have to love you? Who's gonna carry your business on? Yeah... I wonder who, Walk you home every Friday night? All right... I wonder who, Gonna walk you home every Friday night? They'll take good care of you baby, Make sure everything is just out of sight. All right... Who you gonna have to love you? Who's going to carry your business on? Who's going to carry your business on? Who's going to carry your business on? |
|||||
|
- | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Edged In Blue (2002)
Give me til Monday, that's only a day or two
Give me til Monday, that's only a day or two I'll pay you back with interest, if it's the last thing that I do yeah I'll pay you back with interest, if it's the last thing that I do yeah Give me til Monday, that's only a day away Give me til Monday, that's only a day away I'm down on my knees, Ive got one foot in the grave I'm down on my knees, I ve got one foot in the grave I've got the Loanshark Blues I've got the Loanshark Blues Give me an offer I can't refuse My wife needs shoes my kids must eat feel so cold, I can't feel my feet Can't get my hands on one thin dime gonna turn to a life of crime No work here, so I walk the street sign on the door, feel I'm beat I known you run Pier 15 you got a grip on all my dreams I got the Loanshark Blues the Loanshark Blues Give me an offer I can't refuse Give me til Monday, that s only a day or two Give me til Monday, that's only a day or two I'll pay you back with interest, if it's the last thing that I do I'll pay you back with interest, if it s the last thing that I do I got the Loanshark blues the Loanshark Blues Give me an offer I can't refuse The roofs got holes, see the sky can't get straight and I have tried I'm in your debt, I'm well aware I'll break the law 'cause I don't care Living on a knife edge I have been but I'm to though to just give in Moving on down with the longshore men on the docks we're locked out again I got the Loanshark Blues the Loanshark Blues Give me an offer I can't refuse I got the Loanshark Blues the Loanshark Blues Give me an offer I can't refuse |
|||||
|
- | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Edged In Blue (2002)
Well I left my home in Vicksburg and startet travelling north
Made it to New Orleans as the bus was taking off The citizens' committee was giving away the fare Saying, "If you don't like the south, boy, just ride on outta here" Ride on, ride on Red, ride on Gonna ride off to my freedom And make those Northern States my home. We made it into Shreveport, where we were supposed to eat I got myself a sandwich and ate it on the street Ride on, Louisianna Red, ride on Gonna ride on to your freedom And make those Northern States your home. We made it into Little Rock, we made another state took the whole of the U.S. army to make one school integrate Ride on, ride on Red, ride on Gonna ride on to your freedom And make those Northern States your home. Well I live here in New York and I am doing fine Have myself a ball above the Mason-Dixon line Ride on, ride on Red, ride on Gonna ride on to my freedom And make those Northern States my home. |
|||||
|
- | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Edged In Blue (2002)
Seven days of thunder eight days of rain
The feeling that I'm under Is like a ball'n chain, like a ball'n chain Just round the corner I know a store Gonna trade in my razor and bay a 44 And I'll come knocking knocking door to door The feeling in my head is like all out war All out war third world war And if they catch me and put me in the chair You can sit beside me there's plenty room to spare You are the reason I am in tis fix will you cry for me When they throw that switch throw that switch This time they'll lock me up for sure Throw away the key when they slam the door City to city town to town Seven days running Will they track me down Will they track me down |
|||||
|
- | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Edged In Blue (2002) | |||||
|
- | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Tattoo (2002) | |||||
|
- | ||||
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 |
|||||
|
- | ||||
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 |
|||||
|
- | ||||
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? |
|||||
|
- | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Tattoo (2002)
I don't want it all, I just want a little bit.
Well, I don't want it all, just want a little bit. Just a eeny weeny bit, A teeny weeny bit, Of your love. Turn your love down low, just want one bit. Turn your love down low, just want a little bit. I want a eeny weeny bit, A teeny weeny bit, Of your love. Yeah... Well, I don't want it all, I just want a little bit. Well, I don't want it all, I just want a little bit. I want a eeny weeny bit, A teeny weeny bit, Of your love. Yeah... Well, I don't want it all, I just want a little bit. Well, I don't want it all, I just want a little bit. I want a eeny weeny bit, and a teeny weeny bit, A eeny weeny bit, and a teeny weeny bit, I don't want it all, I just want a little bit. Well, I don't want it all, I just want a little bit. Just a eeny weeny bit, I want a eeny weeny bit, I want a eeny weeny bit, Eeny weeny bit, I want a eeny weeny bit, Eeny weeny bit. |
|||||
|
- | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Tattoo (2002) | |||||
|
- | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Tattoo (2002)
I could sleep on a clothes line,
As easy as pie. I can't keep my eyes open, No matter how I try. I gotta sit down, I can't stay on my feet. I been up all night, I been walkin' the street. Oh yeah... Looking for my baby, But everywhere I've gone. Tell me I just missed her, It's gone on too long. Well, I'd go up on a mountain, And I'd fight a wild cat. Walk over Niagara, And all the way back. Get lost in the jungle, And I'd live up a tree. That's what I would want to do, If you would stay with me. Oh yeah... Looking for you baby, Gone from pillar to post. Wverywhere I'd just missed you baby, By a minute at the most. Well I'm looking for you baby, In the cafe's and the bar. All the places is glad to know you, And they say you cannot go too far. But you've gone far enough baby, If I find out I've done nothing wrong. Don't have to ask who's the fool, I won't be the one. Owwwww.......not a loser... Well, I would sleep on the tail-plane, Of a Jumbo Jet. Walk over the Ocean And I'd never once get wet. Go skating on an iceberg, And that's what I would once do. Lay it down a dozen times, Just to hear you say, "I Love You". Looking for you baby, But everwhere I go. Tell me I just missed you baby, By a minute at the most. Well, I could, Sleep on a clothes line, As easy as pie. I can't keep my eyes open, No matter how I try. I gotta sit down, I can't stay on my feet. I been up all night, I been walkin' the street. Yeah... Looking for you baby, Everwhere I go. Tell me I just missed you baby, You know, it's gone on too long. Yeah.. Gone too long baby. Yeah.. |
|||||
|
3:53 | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Tattoo (2002)
Tattoo'd lady,
Bearded baby, They're my family. When I was lonely, Something told me, where, I could always be. Where I could, Wish for pennies, If we had any. You'd meet me down, At the shooting gallery. Yes I'm a, Fair ground baby. Wonder what made me, Fall for the pearly queen. I spent my youth, Under canvas roof, As I roamed from town to town. I'm not fooling, When I say I got no schoolin', Never like the class bell sound. From the caravan, I hear the fairground band, Sounding good as they can be. You know I can't be found, But if you look around, Tomorrow we'll be gone by dawn. Alright Now hear it on the loud speaker say, The fire eater is a real fine sight to see, Yeah he's a death cheater, Some kind of central heater, Be sure to save a seat for me. Let me tell you 'bout wicked Sadie, She's no baby, The law came, And tried to close her sideshow down. But soon she had the D.A. cheering, The police chief wearing, Her garter for a crown. I spent my youth, Under canvas roof, As I roamed from town to town. I'm not fooling, When I say I got no schoolin', Never like the school bell sound. From the caravan, I hear the fairground band, Sounding good as they can be. You know I can't be found, But if you look around, Tomorrow we'll be gone by dawn. Yeah Tattoo'd lady, Bearded baby, They're my family. When I was lonely, Something told me, where, I could always be. Where I could, Wish for pennies, If we had any. You'd meet me down, At the shooting gallery. Tattoo'd lady |
|||||
|
- | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Tattoo (2002)
They don't make them like you anymore, that's for sure
And when they made you They made sure they threw away the mould It comes as no surprise to me That I wanna be in your vicinity If I stand close to you, I'm not sure if I'm really there With my feet on the ground but my head's lost in the air Oh, how I wish you could see That I'd love to be in your vicinity Where would I go, what would I do If you should run from me? How does it show when you're to lose Will you explain to me? There's something growing There's something showing There's something won't let me be Where would I go, what would I do If you should run from me? How does it show when you're to lose Will you explain to me? There's something growing There's something showing There's something won't let me be They don't make them like you anymore, that's for sure And when they made you They made sure they threw away the mould Oh, how I wish you could be I wanna be in your vicinity Well, I've heard that one day Everything comes to him who waits Well, that may be so, but you know it might be too late Oh, how I'd love to see That I wanna be in your vicinity ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By RORY GALLAGHER <i>Lyrics © BUGHOUSE MUSIC OBO STRANGE MUSIC LTD</i> |
|||||
|
- | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Tattoo (2002)
I can see the painting on the wall,
Mixtures of different colors. And I go walking in the Arizona sun, Slow walking peace of mind. The cactus blooms, the sand dunes, No city lights, I can see for miles, And my mind goes on forever. The sun goes to bed, Leaving sky of firey red. Each step takes me closer to heaven. All is full, all is nice, and all is well, But when I turn I can see my fellow man, Fighting in the city streets, And dieing where they dwell. Each step takes them closer to heaven. I can see the painting on the wall, Mixtures of different colors. And I go walking in the Arizona sun, Each step takes me closer to heaven. I go walking in the Arizona sun, I go walking in the Arizona sun, I go walking in the Arizona sun. |
|||||
|
- | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Tattoo (2002) | |||||
|
9:29 | ||||
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 |
|||||
|
6:03 | ||||
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) |
|||||
|
- | ||||
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) |
|||||
|
- | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Irish Tour (2002) | |||||
|
5:18 | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Irish Tour (2002) | |||||
|
7:38 | ||||
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? |
|||||
|
- | ||||
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? |
|||||
|
- | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Irish Tour (2002)
I wonder who,
Will be your sweet man, When I'm gone? I wonder who, Will be your sweet man, When I'm gone? Who's gonna have to love you? Who's gonna carry your business on? I wonder who, Will be your sweet man, When I'm gone? Yeah... I wonder who, Will be your sweet man, When I'm gone? Yeah.... Who you gonna have to love you? Who's gonna carry your red house on? Oh yeah... You see my pretty girl, Walkin' on down the street, She just laughing and playing, With every man she meet. I wonder who, Will be your sweet man, When I'm gone? Who you gonna have to love you? Who's gonna carry your business on? Yes, I would marry you, But I'd marry you too soon, So I guess you're gonna have to wait, Until after your honeymoon. I wonder who, Will be your sweet man, When I'm gone? Yahh... Who you gonna have to love you? Who's gonna carry your business on? Yeah... I wonder who, Walk you home every Friday night? All right... I wonder who, Gonna walk you home every Friday night? They'll take good care of you baby, Make sure everything is just out of sight. All right... Who you gonna have to love you? Who's going to carry your business on? Who's going to carry your business on? Who's going to carry your business on? |
|||||
|
7:52 | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Irish Tour (2002)
I wonder who,
Will be your sweet man, When I'm gone? I wonder who, Will be your sweet man, When I'm gone? Who's gonna have to love you? Who's gonna carry your business on? I wonder who, Will be your sweet man, When I'm gone? Yeah... I wonder who, Will be your sweet man, When I'm gone? Yeah.... Who you gonna have to love you? Who's gonna carry your red house on? Oh yeah... You see my pretty girl, Walkin' on down the street, She just laughing and playing, With every man she meet. I wonder who, Will be your sweet man, When I'm gone? Who you gonna have to love you? Who's gonna carry your business on? Yes, I would marry you, But I'd marry you too soon, So I guess you're gonna have to wait, Until after your honeymoon. I wonder who, Will be your sweet man, When I'm gone? Yahh... Who you gonna have to love you? Who's gonna carry your business on? Yeah... I wonder who, Walk you home every Friday night? All right... I wonder who, Gonna walk you home every Friday night? They'll take good care of you baby, Make sure everything is just out of sight. All right... Who you gonna have to love you? Who's going to carry your business on? Who's going to carry your business on? Who's going to carry your business on? |
|||||
|
0:34 | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Irish Tour (2002) | |||||
|
- | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Irish Tour (2002) | |||||
|
- | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Irish Tour (2002) | |||||
|
- | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Irish Tour (2002)
Tattoo'd lady,
Bearded baby, They're my family. When I was lonely, Something told me, where, I could always be. Where I could, Wish for pennies, If we had any. You'd meet me down, At the shooting gallery. Yes I'm a, Fair ground baby. Wonder what made me, Fall for the pearly queen. I spent my youth, Under canvas roof, As I roamed from town to town. I'm not fooling, When I say I got no schoolin', Never like the class bell sound. From the caravan, I hear the fairground band, Sounding good as they can be. You know I can't be found, But if you look around, Tomorrow we'll be gone by dawn. Alright Now hear it on the loud speaker say, The fire eater is a real fine sight to see, Yeah he's a death cheater, Some kind of central heater, Be sure to save a seat for me. Let me tell you 'bout wicked Sadie, She's no baby, The law came, And tried to close her sideshow down. But soon she had the D.A. cheering, The police chief wearing, Her garter for a crown. I spent my youth, Under canvas roof, As I roamed from town to town. I'm not fooling, When I say I got no schoolin', Never like the school bell sound. From the caravan, I hear the fairground band, Sounding good as they can be. You know I can't be found, But if you look around, Tomorrow we'll be gone by dawn. Yeah Tattoo'd lady, Bearded baby, They're my family. When I was lonely, Something told me, where, I could always be. Where I could, Wish for pennies, If we had any. You'd meet me down, At the shooting gallery. Tattoo'd lady |
|||||
|
5:03 | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Irish Tour (2002)
Tattoo'd lady,
Bearded baby, They're my family. When I was lonely, Something told me, where, I could always be. Where I could, Wish for pennies, If we had any. You'd meet me down, At the shooting gallery. Yes I'm a, Fair ground baby. Wonder what made me, Fall for the pearly queen. I spent my youth, Under canvas roof, As I roamed from town to town. I'm not fooling, When I say I got no schoolin', Never like the class bell sound. From the caravan, I hear the fairground band, Sounding good as they can be. You know I can't be found, But if you look around, Tomorrow we'll be gone by dawn. Alright Now hear it on the loud speaker say, The fire eater is a real fine sight to see, Yeah he's a death cheater, Some kind of central heater, Be sure to save a seat for me. Let me tell you 'bout wicked Sadie, She's no baby, The law came, And tried to close her sideshow down. But soon she had the D.A. cheering, The police chief wearing, Her garter for a crown. I spent my youth, Under canvas roof, As I roamed from town to town. I'm not fooling, When I say I got no schoolin', Never like the school bell sound. From the caravan, I hear the fairground band, Sounding good as they can be. You know I can't be found, But if you look around, Tomorrow we'll be gone by dawn. Yeah Tattoo'd lady, Bearded baby, They're my family. When I was lonely, Something told me, where, I could always be. Where I could, Wish for pennies, If we had any. You'd meet me down, At the shooting gallery. Tattoo'd lady |
|||||
|
8:30 | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Irish Tour (2002)
Yeahhh...
Too much alcohol, Yeahhh.... I went down on 31st Street, To pick up a jug of alcohol, Well, I went down on 31st Street, To pick up a jug of alcohol. Ahhh......... Told the man to put in some water, But he wouldn't put in a drop at all. I was drinking my straight alcy, And I went walking on down the street, Well, I was drinking my straight alcy, And I went walking on down the street. Yeahhh.... Well, my eyes got so heavy, I nearly fell half asleep. Well, I like sherry brandy, My baby sure like gin, Well, that little girl I got, Sure put me in the, Spin I'm in. Well, I went down on 31st Street, To pick up a jug of alcohol. Yeahhh.... I told the man to put in some water, But he wouldn't put in a drop at all. Whisky make me drowsey, And gin can make you think, Well, a common cold can kill ya, But, my baby tell me to drink, I went down on 31st Street, To pick up a jug of alcohol, Yeahhh.... I told the guy to put in some water, But he wouldn't put in a drop at all, One hundred per cent alcohol, Well, let me have some. Well, I like sherry and brandy, My baby sure likes gin, And that little girl I got, Sure put me in, The spin I'm in. I went down on 31st Street, To pick up, pick up a jug of alcohol, Yeahhh.... I told the man to put in some water, But he won't put in a drop at all. Ninety one per cent, Better make it ninety two, Ninety three per cent, Ninety four, that'll do, Ninety five, Ninety six, Ninety seven per cent, Ninetyeight, Bartender that's ninety nine, Make it one hundred per cent, One hundred per cent, One hundred per cent, Wanna try some, I wanna try some, One hundred per cent, Then I won't feel a thing at all. |
|||||
|
- | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Irish Tour (2002)
Yeahhh...
Too much alcohol, Yeahhh.... I went down on 31st Street, To pick up a jug of alcohol, Well, I went down on 31st Street, To pick up a jug of alcohol. Ahhh......... Told the man to put in some water, But he wouldn't put in a drop at all. I was drinking my straight alcy, And I went walking on down the street, Well, I was drinking my straight alcy, And I went walking on down the street. Yeahhh.... Well, my eyes got so heavy, I nearly fell half asleep. Well, I like sherry brandy, My baby sure like gin, Well, that little girl I got, Sure put me in the, Spin I'm in. Well, I went down on 31st Street, To pick up a jug of alcohol. Yeahhh.... I told the man to put in some water, But he wouldn't put in a drop at all. Whisky make me drowsey, And gin can make you think, Well, a common cold can kill ya, But, my baby tell me to drink, I went down on 31st Street, To pick up a jug of alcohol, Yeahhh.... I told the guy to put in some water, But he wouldn't put in a drop at all, One hundred per cent alcohol, Well, let me have some. Well, I like sherry and brandy, My baby sure likes gin, And that little girl I got, Sure put me in, The spin I'm in. I went down on 31st Street, To pick up, pick up a jug of alcohol, Yeahhh.... I told the man to put in some water, But he won't put in a drop at all. Ninety one per cent, Better make it ninety two, Ninety three per cent, Ninety four, that'll do, Ninety five, Ninety six, Ninety seven per cent, Ninetyeight, Bartender that's ninety nine, Make it one hundred per cent, One hundred per cent, One hundred per cent, Wanna try some, I wanna try some, One hundred per cent, Then I won't feel a thing at all. |
|||||
|
- | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Irish Tour (2002)
Well I lost my shirt at a card game in which I never had a chance
Well I lost my shirt at a card game in which I never had a chance The deck was marked, the game was rigged, You could not tell at a glance. Well, Lost my job on the weekend and I was back out on the street Well, I lost my job on the weekend and I was back out on the streets No way to get a dollar, but I spent it at the roulette wheel Well I walk on hot coals, sleep on a bed of nails Walk on thin ice, skate on razor blades Got my little girl beside me no matter what else fails. Well I spent it all down at the race track All the way my horsre led the field Well I spent it all down at the race track All the way my horse led the field But it was a hoax, the mare was doped, a length to win she fell down on her knees Gonna throw away my lucky penny, rabbit's foot and gypsy ring Gonna throw away my lucky penny, rabbit's foot and gypsy ring not gonna gamble on my baby, on this loosing streak I might not win Well I walk on hot coals, sleep on a bed of nails Walk on thin ice, skate on razor blades Got my little girl beside me no matter what else fails Well I walk on hot coals, sleep on a bed of nails Walk on thin ice, skate on razor blades Got my little girl beside me no matter what else fails |
|||||
|
11:13 | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Irish Tour (2002)
Well I lost my shirt at a card game in which I never had a chance
Well I lost my shirt at a card game in which I never had a chance The deck was marked, the game was rigged, You could not tell at a glance. Well, Lost my job on the weekend and I was back out on the street Well, I lost my job on the weekend and I was back out on the streets No way to get a dollar, but I spent it at the roulette wheel Well I walk on hot coals, sleep on a bed of nails Walk on thin ice, skate on razor blades Got my little girl beside me no matter what else fails. Well I spent it all down at the race track All the way my horsre led the field Well I spent it all down at the race track All the way my horse led the field But it was a hoax, the mare was doped, a length to win she fell down on her knees Gonna throw away my lucky penny, rabbit's foot and gypsy ring Gonna throw away my lucky penny, rabbit's foot and gypsy ring not gonna gamble on my baby, on this loosing streak I might not win Well I walk on hot coals, sleep on a bed of nails Walk on thin ice, skate on razor blades Got my little girl beside me no matter what else fails Well I walk on hot coals, sleep on a bed of nails Walk on thin ice, skate on razor blades Got my little girl beside me no matter what else fails |
|||||
|
- | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Irish Tour (2002)
Tell me, who's that coming?
Not walking, but running. Cool as the mountain breeze. Well, that song she's humming, Could make my guitar start strumming. Automatically. Tell me, who's that speaking? To make my heart start beating. Really wanna make it pound. Well, those words she's saying, Could make even the devil start praying. On his knees down upon the ground. She's always had just what it took, To read me like I was an open book. There's something burning deep inside of me, And she's the only one who can set me free. Yeah....awhhh.. Tell me, who's that coming? Not hitching or thumbing. Walking straight at me. Well, I sure am grinning, Yeah, she's the one..and, I guess she'll always be. Tell me, who's that coming? Not walking, but running. Cool as the mountain breeze. Well, that song she's humming, Could make my guitar start strumming. Automatically. Yeah... She's always had just what it took, To read me like I was an open book. There's something burning deep inside of me, And she's the only one who can set me free. Awhhh..that's right. Who's that coming? Who's that coming here? Who's that coming? Who's that coming? Who's that coming? Is that you? Is that you? Well, tell me, is that you? Tell me, is that you? Who's that coming? |
|||||
|
10:04 | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Irish Tour (2002) | |||||
|
- | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Calling Card (2002) | |||||
|
- | ||||
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. |
|||||
|
- | ||||
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 |
|||||
|
- | ||||
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. |
|||||
|
- | ||||
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....... |
|||||
|
- | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Calling Card (2002)
I'll admit you're gone - when I think I'm able,
Just like in that song, you turned all the tables, Now I know I'm wrong, life is hard to shoulder, I won't last too long, each day is getting colder. Falling constantly, shadows haunting me, Moving silently, day by day, Watching hopefully, waiting anxiously, That you might hear me, someday. That's what I pray, That's all I pray, I'm gonna be ok, it's gonna be okay. Looking ahead, there's nothing but blue days, But somehow I keep hanging on. I should spend time looking for new ways, 'Cos blue days have taken quite a toll. The journey we were on - can't believe it's over, I can feel the storm, but I can't run for cover. Where do I belong I just keep on searchin'? I want to see the dawn of the day when stop hurting. Falling constantly, shadows haunting me, Moving silently, day by day. Watching hopefully, anxiously, That you might hear me, someday. That's what I pray, That's all I pray, It's gonna be ok, I'm gonna be okay. |
|||||
|
- | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Calling Card (2002) | |||||
|
- | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Calling Card (2002)
You are a moonchild and pretty soon child
I've got that feeling That I'm gonna make you smile forever If I can. Just give me a sign and I'll show you my plan You are a blue child, forever true child You know I'll try to paint the skies blue forever If I can. Just give me a sign and I'll show you my plan. Tell me why you look so sad, Time slips by like grains of sand Just put your future in my hands You are a moonchild and pretty soon child I've got the feelin I'm gonna make you smile forever. If I can. Just give me a sign and I'll show you my plan, Just give me a smile and I'll show you my plan, Just give me a sign and I'll show you my plan |
|||||
|
- | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Calling Card (2002) | |||||
|
- | ||||
from Rory Gallagher - Calling Card (2002)
You seemed to be like a real good idea,
At the time, at the time. You lifted me up to some higher ground, Then you knocked me down on the ground. But I rue that day like I don't know how. You picked me up right out of the tide, My eyes weren't open wide. I was blind, But I see much better, much better now. Well, I roll with the punches, I sway with the curves, I walked on a tightrope, didn't lose my nerve. Stayed on the canvas, couldn't count me out, Never threw in the towel, yeah, I saw the fight out and how. All fifty rounds. Well, I roll with the punches, I sway with the curves, I walked on a tightrope, didn't lose my nerve. Stayed on the canvas, couldn't count me out. Never threw in the towel, yeah, I saw the fight out and how. You lifted me up to some higher ground, Then you knocked me down on the ground. You lifted me up right out of the tide, My eyes weren't open wide. I was blind, But I see much better, much better now. You seemed to be like a real good idea, At the time, don't know why. But I rue that day like I don't know how, I rue that day as of now. I rue that day like I don't know how. |