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| 2:38 | 
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They call me the breeze
I keep blowing down the road They call me the breeze I keep blowing down the road I ain't got me nobody I ain't carrying me no load Ain't no change in the weather Ain't no change in me Ain't no change in the weather Ain't no change in me I ain't hidin' from nobody Ain't nobody hidin' from me I got that green light, babe I got to keep moving on I got that green light, babe I got to keep moving on I might go out to California Might go down to Georgia Might stay home |
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| 2. |
| 2:31 |
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Crazy mama, where you been so long
Crazy mama, where you been so long You've been hiding out, I know that's true Crazy mama, I sure need you Crazy mama, where you been so long Standing on the corner, looking for you, baby Standing on the corner, looking for you, baby Lord mercy, I can not see, crazy mama coming back to me Crazy mama, where you been so long |
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| 3. |
| 3:25 |
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Whippoorwill's singing
Soft summer breeze Makes me think of my baby I left down in New Orleans I left down in New Orleans Magnolia, you sweet thing You're driving me mad Got to get back to you, babe You're the best I ever had You're the best I ever had You whisper "Good morning" So gently in my ear I'm coming home to you, babe I'll soon be there I'll soon be there |
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| 2:23 | 
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| 5. |
| 2:57 |
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You told me this, you told me that
You try to tell me, tell me where it's at You said you loved me, I can see through that Lies, lies, lies You left me hangin', hangin' from a limb You said you loved me, then you left with him Lord, you did it to me, I see it in your eyes Lies, lies, lies Tell me baby, why you take my time You get a thrill off playing with my mind Lord, you did it to me, I see it in your eyes Lies, lies, lies |
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| 6. |
| 4:26 |
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| 7. |
| 2:16 |
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| 8. |
| 2:05 |
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(J.J. Cale)
I make rock 'n' roll records I sell 'em for a dime I make my living and feed my children All in good time The blues they go for a quarter Guaranteed to satisfy It's a real funky deal Don't let it pass you by If your evening sun don't shine, my friend Tell you what I'm gonna do I'm gonna hammer out this rhythm Till I get right next to you |
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| 9. |
| 2:54 |
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If you want to hang out, you've got to take her out, cocaine
If you want to get down, get down on the ground, cocaine She don't lie, she don't lie, she don't lie, cocaine If you got bad news, you want to kick them blues, cocaine When your day is done and you got to run, cocaine She don't lie, she don't lie, she don't lie, cocaine If your thing is gone and you want to ride on, cocaine Don't forget this fact, you can't get it back, cocaine She don't lie, she don't lie, she don't lie, cocaine |
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| 10. |
| 3:18 |
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Hey baby, it's your time now
Hey baby, you made it somehow Don't let nobody come and bring you down Hey baby, you've got 'em on the run You know, you've got 'em on the run I know you, you have just begun When you came into my life My love, I thought I would die There's never been nobody like you You take away these blues Hey baby, you're looking real good You know, you're looking real good You make the day a song like I knew you would When you came into my life Lord, I thought I would die I never met nobody like you For telling my troubles to |
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| 11. |
| 3:12 |
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I can't read and I can't write
And I don't know my left from right I can't tell if the sun's gonna shine And I don't know if you'll ever be mine But I'll make love to you any old time I can't swim and I can't fly I ain't no fish, I ain't no bird in the sky I can't tell if the sun's gonna shine And I don't know if you'll ever be mine But I'll make love to you any old time I can't count from one to ten And I don't know the shape I'm in I can't tell if the sun's gonna shine And I don't know if you'll ever be mine But I'll make love to you any old time |
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| 12. |
| 2:14 |
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Don't cry sister cry, it'll be alright in the morning
Don't cry sister cry, everything'll be just fine Don't cry sister cry, it'll be alright, I tell you no lie Don't cry sister cry, don't do it, don't do it When Old Man Trouble knocks on your door Don't give him no key, he just wants more He'll turn your life to misery Kick you down, just like me Don't cry sister cry, it'll be alright, it'll be alright Don't cry sister cry, everything'll be just fine Woke downhearted and you feel so bad Somebody wants something of nothing you had Love don't come too easy, you see A little bit of you and a little bit of me Don't cry sister cry, it'll be alright, it'll be alright Don't cry sister cry, everything'll be just fine Everything'll be just fine Everything'll be just fine |
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| 13. |
| 2:50 |
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(J.J. Cale)
Thirteen days on a gig in the south We've got enough dope to keep us all around We've got two girls dancin' to bring in a crowd A sound man to mix us, make us sound loud Sometimes we make money, sometimes I don't know There's thirteen days with five to go Birmingham, Mobile, and up to Baton Rouge We're smokin' cigarettes and reefer, drinkin' coffee and booze Saw the sun go down in Atlanta, come up in New Orleans I got to know a waitress, I tried to get in her jeans Sometimes we make money, sometimes I don't know There's thirteen days with five to go Migrant Worker is the name of this band If we're ever in your town, come see us if you can Yeah, we been to California, we been to New York Some take to the magazines, some take to dope Sometimes we make money, sometimes I don't know Thirteen days with five to go |
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| 14. |
| 5:09 |
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(J.J. Cale)
Don't take her for granted, she has a hard time Don't misunderstand her or play with her mind Treat her so gently, it will pay you in time You've got to know she's the sensitive kind Tell her you love her, each and every night And you will discover she will treat you right If you believe, I know you will find There ain't nothing like the sensitive kind She gets lonely waiting for you You are the only thing to help her through Don't take her for granted, she has a hard time You've got to know she's the sensitive kind |
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| 15. |
| 2:21 |
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If life's little downs they keep coming around
Carry on, carry on With darkness all about, you want to scream and shout Carry on, carry on Don't cry baby, look at where you've been Everybody knows you just need a friend Please, please, please, if you're down on your knees Carry on, carry on Your head is full of doubt, you can't figure it out Carry on, carry on Between the time it takes to make all those mistakes Carry on, carry on It don't matter what you say or do It just seems to work out if you want it to Let out all the slack, take it off your back Carry on, carry on Let me bend your ear, never shed a tear Carry on, carry on Carry on, carry on |
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| 16. |
| 3:51 |
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(J.J. Cale)
Yeah, Mama don't allow no guitar playing 'round here Yeah, Mama don't allow no guitar playing 'round here I don't care what mama don't allow I'll play my guitar anyhow Mama don't allow no guitar playing 'round here Hey, Mama don't allow no bass in this place Yeah, Mama don't allow no bass in this place I don't care what mama don't allow I'll play my bass anyhow Mama don't allow no bass in this place Yeah, Mama don't allow no drumming going on Yeah, Mama don't allow no drumming going on I don't care what mama don't allow Gonna play my drums anyhow Mama don't allow no drumming going on Yeah, Mama don't allow no piano players in here Mama don't allow no piano players in here I don't care what mama don't allow Gonna play my piano anyhow Mama don't allow no piano players in here Yeah, Mama don't allow no reefer-smoking round about Yeah, Mama don't allow no reefer-smoking round about Yeah, I don't care what mama don't allow I'm gonna smoke my reefer anyhow Mama don't allow no reefer in here Mama don't allow us all playing at the same time Mama don't allow us all playing at the same time I don't care what mama don't allow We're all gonna play all at the same time anyhow Mama don't allow us all playing at the same time |
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| 2:49 |
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City girls they're all right
They just want you for the night But when the morning comes at dawn City girls they all gone You know the daylight can be sad When you feel that you've been had Only night time brings the price City girl she thinks it's right What's a poor boy going to do If he wants a girl like you Can't afford no diamond rings Or all those other fancy things Only one thing I can give A song down where you live I'll sing to you hear the sound City girl please stay around |
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| 2:03 |
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From the California shore to New York City
The beat don't never stop You can hear it on the radio anywhere you go It's steady as the rhythm of a clock It cuts through the noise of the city life It won't seem to go away It's the devil in disguise I tell you no lies My fingers do the walking everyday Yonder comes a young girl she wants to take a whirl She thinks it's all a dream She got rock and roll way down in her soul She wants to know where's the limousine Get up honey let your mama sit down You're too young anyway The devil in disguise give her the prize Then you can carry her away When the road I travel starts to unravel Every which way it goes The beat starts to press on my bullet proof vest And my high turns out to be low Give me my guitar I'm going to go far Let me see it let me hold it in my hand I'm the devil in disguise I tell you no lies I'm playing in a rock 'n roll band |
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| 3:09 |
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Don't wait, don't wait
Don't wait for the good times to come We got 'em right here, we're on the run Don't wait, don't wait Going back, going back Going way back, back in time Another place, another mind Going back, going back Walk on, walk on Walk on straight ahead Don't look around, don't turn your head Walk on, walk on Fly away, fly away Fly away away with me I never been so flying free Fly away, fly away Bye bye, bye bye Please don't ever say You're leaving me, you're going away Bye bye, bye bye |
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| 4:18 |
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Money talks, it'll tell you a story
Money talks, says strange things Money talks very loudly You'd be surprised the friends you can buy with small change They say it's the root of all evil They say gold is the king Money talks, you'd better believe it All that gold don't mean a thing Rich people, hear those pockets jingle Spare change, hear the down-and-outers cry Money talks, tip-toe up behind you Steal what they can, off the cuff or on the sly Money talks Money talks Money talks Money talks |
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