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from Chuck B. Covered: A Tribute To Chuck Berry [tribute] (1998)
Riding along in my automobileMy baby beside me at the wheelI stole a kiss at the turn of a mileMy curiosity runnin' wildCrusin' and playin' the radioWith no particular place to goRiding along in my automobileI was anxious to tell her the way I feelSo I told her softly and sincereAnd she leaned and whispered in my earCuddlin' more and drivin' slowWith no particular place to goNo particular place to goSo we parked way out on the KokomoThe night was young and the moon was goldSo we both decided to take a strollCan you image the way I feltI couldn't unfasten her safety beltRidin' along in my calabooseStill trying to get her belt a-looseAll the way home I held a grudgeFor the safety belt that wouldn't budgeCrusin' and playin' the radioWith no particular place to go
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from George Thorogood & The Destroyers - Merry Christmas Baby / Don't Let The Bossman Get You Down (Live) (2004) | |||||
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from George Thorogood & The Destroyers - Live (1989)
> I walked forty-seven miles of barbed wire, I got a cobra snake for a necktie
A brand new house on the road side, and it's a-made out of rattlesnake hide Got a band new chimney put on top, and it's a-made out of human skull Come on take a little walk with me baby, and tell me who do you love? Who do you love? Who do you love? Around the town I use a rattlesnake whip, take it easy baby don't you give me no lip Who do you love? Who do you love? I've got a tombstone hand and a graveyard mind, I'm just twenty-two and I don't mind dying Who do you love? Who do you love? Who do you love? Now Arlene took a-me by my hand, she said ""Lonesome George you don't understand, who do you love?"" The night were dark and the sky were blue, down the alleyway a house wagon flew Hit a bump and somebody screamed, you should've heard what I'd seen Who do you love? Who do you love? Who do you love? Who do you love? Yeah, I've got a tombstone hand in a graveyard mine, just twenty-two baby I don't mind dying Snake skin shoes baby put them on your feet, got the goodtime music and the Bo Diddley beat Who do you love? Who do you love? I walked forty-seven miles of barbed wire, I got a cobra snake for a necktie A brand new house on the road side, and it's made out of rattlesnake hide Got a band new chimney put on top, and it's made out of human skull Come on take a little walk with me child, tell me who do you love? Who do you love? Who do you love |
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from George Thorogood & The Destroyers - Live (1989)
> I drink alone, yeah,
with nobody else I drink alone, yeah, with nobody else You know when I drink alone, I prefer to be by myself Every morning just before breakfast, I don't want no coffee or tea Just me and good buddy Wiser, that's all I ever need 'Cause I drink alone, yeah, with nobody else Yeah, you know when I drink alone, I prefer to be by myself The other night I laid sleeping, and I woke from a terrible dream So I caught up my pal Jack Daniel's, and his partner Jimmy Beam And we drank alone, yeah, with nobody else Yeah, you know when I drink alone, I prefer to be by myself The other day I got invited to a party, but I stayed home instead Just me and my pal Johnny Walker, and his brothers Black and Red And we drank alone, yeah, with nobody else Yeah, you know when I drink alone, I prefer to be by myself My whole family done give up on me, and it makes me feel oh so bad The only one who will hang out with me, is my dear old granddad And we drink alone, yeah, with nobody else Yeah, you know when I drink alone, I prefer to be by myself |
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from George Thorogood & The Destroyers - Live (1989)
> Wanna tell you a story
About the house-man blues I come home one Friday Had to tell the landlady I'da lost my job She said that don't confront me Long as I get my money next Friday Now next Friday come I didn't get the rent And out the door I went So I goes to the landlady I said you let me slide? I'll have the rent for you in a month Next I don't know So said let me slide it on you know people I notice when I come home in the evening She ain't got nothing nice to say to me But for five year she was so nice Loh' she was lovy-dovy I come home one particular evening The landlady said you got the rent money yet? I said no, can't find no job Therefore I ain't got no money to pay the rent She said I don't believe you're tryin' to find no job Said I seen you today you was standin' on a corner Leaning up against a post I said but I'm tired, I've been walkin' all day She said that don't confront me Long as I get my money next Friday Now next Friday come I didn't have the rent And out the door I went So I go down the streets Down to my good friend's house I said look man I'm outdoors you know Can I stay with you maybe a couple days? He said let me go and ask my wife He come out of the house I could see it in his face I know that was no He said I don't know man ah she kinda funny, you know I said I know, everybody funny, now you funny too So I go back home I tell the landlady I got a job, I'm gonna pay the rent She said yeah? I said oh yeah And then she was so nice Loh' she was lovy-dovy So I go in my room, pack up my things and I go I slip on out the back door and down the streets I go She a-howlin' about the front rent, she'll be lucky to get any back rent She ain't gonna get none of it So I stop in the local bar you know people I go to the bar, I ring my coat, I call the bartender Said look man, come down here, he got down there So what you want? One bourbon, one scotch, one beer Well I ain't seen my baby since I don't know when I've been drinking bourbon, whiskey, scotch and gin Gonna get high man I'm gonna get loose Need me a triple shot of that juice Gonna get drunk don't you have no fear I want one bourbon, one scotch and one beer One bourbon, one scotch, one beer But I'm sitting now at the bar I'm getting drunk, I'm feelin' mellow I'm drinkin' bourbon, I'm drinkin' scotch, I'm drinkin' beer Looked down the bar, here come the bartender I said look man, come down here So what you want? One bourbon, one scotch, one beer No I ain't seen my baby since the night before last Gotta get a drink man I'm gonna get gassed Gonna get high man I ain't had enough Need me a triple shot of that stuff Gonna get drunk won't you listen right here I want one bourbon, one shot and one beer One bourbon, one scotch, one beer Now by this time I'm plenty high You know when your mouth a-getting dry you're plenty high Looked down the bar I say to my bartender I said look man, come down here, he got down there So what you want this time? I said look man, a-what time is it? He said the clock on the wall say three o'clock Last call for alcohol, so what you need? One bourbon, one scotch, one beer No I ain't seen my baby since a nigh' and a week Gotta get drunk man till I can't even speak Gonna get high man listen to me One drink ain't enough Jack you better make it three I wanna get drunk I'm gonna make it real clear I want one bourbon, one scotch and one beer One bourbon, one scotch, one beer Submitted by Michael Hack |
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from George Thorogood & The Destroyers - Live (1989)
> Ah you babes talk about your Madison shoes
We got a thing we call the Madison blues We do the Madison blues We do the Madison blues We do the Madison blues baby Rock away your blues I know a gal her name is Lindsey Lou She told me she loved me but I know it ain't true Put on your Madison shoes Put on your Madison blue shoes I got the Madison blues Now put on your Madison blue shoes Ah you cats talking about your Madison shoes We do the thing we call the Madison blues We do the Madison blues We do the Madison blues We do the Madison blues baby Rock away your blues Ah you babes talk about your Madison shoes We got a thing we call the Madison blues We do the Madison blues We do the Madison blues We do the Madison blues baby Rock away your blues |
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from George Thorogood & The Destroyers - Live (1989)
On the day I was born
The nurses all gathered 'round And they gazed in wide wonder At the joy they had found The head nurse spoke up And she said leave this one alone She could tell right away That I was bad to the bone Bad to the bone Bad to the bone B-B-B-B-Bad B-B-B-B-Bad B-B-B-B-Bad Bad to the bone I broke a thousand hearts Before I met you I'll break a thousand more baby Before I am through I wanna be yours pretty baby Yours and yours alone I'm here to tell ya honey That I'm bad to the bone Bad to the bone B-B-B-Bad B-B-B-Bad B-B-B-Bad Bad to the bone (Music Run) I make a rich woman beg I'll make a good woman steal I'll make an old woman blush And I'll make a young girl squeal I wanna be yours pretty baby Yours and yours alone I'm here to tell ya honey That I'm bad to the bone B-B-B-B-Bad B-B-B-B-Bad B-B-B-B-Bad Bad to the bone (Music Run) Now when I walk the streets Kings and queens step aside Every woman I meet They all stay satisfied I wanna tell you pretty baby What I see I make my own I'm here to tell ya honey That I'm bad to the bone Bad to the bone B-B-B-B-Bad B-B-B-B-Bad B-B-B-B-Bad Bad to the bone |
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from George Thorogood & The Destroyers - Live In Boston [live] (2010)
> Wanna tell you a story
About the house-man blues I come home one Friday Had to tell the landlady I'da lost my job She said that don't confront me Long as I get my money next Friday Now next Friday come I didn't get the rent And out the door I went So I goes to the landlady I said you let me slide? I'll have the rent for you in a month Next I don't know So said let me slide it on you know people I notice when I come home in the evening She ain't got nothing nice to say to me But for five year she was so nice Loh' she was lovy-dovy I come home one particular evening The landlady said you got the rent money yet? I said no, can't find no job Therefore I ain't got no money to pay the rent She said I don't believe you're tryin' to find no job Said I seen you today you was standin' on a corner Leaning up against a post I said but I'm tired, I've been walkin' all day She said that don't confront me Long as I get my money next Friday Now next Friday come I didn't have the rent And out the door I went So I go down the streets Down to my good friend's house I said look man I'm outdoors you know Can I stay with you maybe a couple days? He said let me go and ask my wife He come out of the house I could see it in his face I know that was no He said I don't know man ah she kinda funny, you know I said I know, everybody funny, now you funny too So I go back home I tell the landlady I got a job, I'm gonna pay the rent She said yeah? I said oh yeah And then she was so nice Loh' she was lovy-dovy So I go in my room, pack up my things and I go I slip on out the back door and down the streets I go She a-howlin' about the front rent, she'll be lucky to get any back rent She ain't gonna get none of it So I stop in the local bar you know people I go to the bar, I ring my coat, I call the bartender Said look man, come down here, he got down there So what you want? One bourbon, one scotch, one beer Well I ain't seen my baby since I don't know when I've been drinking bourbon, whiskey, scotch and gin Gonna get high man I'm gonna get loose Need me a triple shot of that juice Gonna get drunk don't you have no fear I want one bourbon, one scotch and one beer One bourbon, one scotch, one beer But I'm sitting now at the bar I'm getting drunk, I'm feelin' mellow I'm drinkin' bourbon, I'm drinkin' scotch, I'm drinkin' beer Looked down the bar, here come the bartender I said look man, come down here So what you want? One bourbon, one scotch, one beer No I ain't seen my baby since the night before last Gotta get a drink man I'm gonna get gassed Gonna get high man I ain't had enough Need me a triple shot of that stuff Gonna get drunk won't you listen right here I want one bourbon, one shot and one beer One bourbon, one scotch, one beer Now by this time I'm plenty high You know when your mouth a-getting dry you're plenty high Looked down the bar I say to my bartender I said look man, come down here, he got down there So what you want this time? I said look man, a-what time is it? He said the clock on the wall say three o'clock Last call for alcohol, so what you need? One bourbon, one scotch, one beer No I ain't seen my baby since a nigh' and a week Gotta get drunk man till I can't even speak Gonna get high man listen to me One drink ain't enough Jack you better make it three I wanna get drunk I'm gonna make it real clear I want one bourbon, one scotch and one beer One bourbon, one scotch, one beer Submitted by Michael Hack |
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from George Thorogood & The Destroyers - Live In Boston [live] (2010) | |||||
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from George Thorogood & The Destroyers - Live In Boston [live] (2010) | |||||
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from George Thorogood & The Destroyers - Live In Boston [live] (2010) | |||||
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from George Thorogood & The Destroyers - Live In Boston [live] (2010) | |||||
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from George Thorogood & The Destroyers - Live In Boston [live] (2010) | |||||
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from George Thorogood & The Destroyers - Live In Boston [live] (2010)
> I come in last night about half past ten,
That baby of mine wouldn't let me in So move it on over, rock it on over, Move over little dog, the mean old dog is movin' in She told me not to mess around, But I done let the deal go down Move it on over, rock it on over, Move over nice dog, the big fat dog is movin' in She changed the lock on my back door, Now my key won't fit no more Move it on over, rock it on over, Move over nice dog, the mean old dog is movin' in She threw me out just as pretty as she pleased, Pretty soon I'll be scratchin' fleas Move it on over, slide it on over, Move over nice dog, the mean old dog is movin' in Yeah, listen to me dog before you start to whine, That side yours and this side mine So move it on over, rock it on over, Move over little dog, the big old dog is movin' in Yeah, she changed the lock on my back door, Now my key won't fit no more Move it on over, rock it on over, Move over little dog, the big old dog is movin' in Move it on over, move it on over Move it on over, won't'cha rock it on over Move over cool dog, the hot dog's movin' in |
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from George Thorogood & The Destroyers - Live In Boston [live] (2010) | |||||
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from George Thorogood & The Destroyers - Live In Boston [live] (2010) |