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from Bob Dylan, The Band - The Basement Tapes (1975)
Clouds so swift Rain won't lift Gate won't close Railings froze Get your mind off wintertime You ain't goin' nowhere Whoo-ee! Ride me high Tomorrow's the day My bride's gonna come Oh, oh, are we gonna fly Down in the easy chair! I don't care How many letters they sent Morning came and morning went Pick up your money And pack up your tent You ain't goin' nowhere Whoo-ee! Ride me high Tomorrow's the day My bride's gonna come Oh, oh, are we gonna fly Down in the easy chair! Buy me a flute And a gun that shoots Tailgates and substitutes Strap yourself To the tree with roots You ain't goin' nowhere Whoo-ee! Ride me high Tomorrow's the day My bride's gonna come Oh, oh, are we gonna fly Down in the easy chair! Genghis Khan He could not keep All his kings Supplied with sleep We'll climb that hill no matter how steep When we get up to it Whoo-ee! Ride me high Tomorrow's the day My bride's gonna come Oh, oh, are we gonna fly Down in the easy chair |
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from Bob Dylan, The Band - The Basement Tapes (1975)
Well, the comic book and me, just us, we caught the bus.
The poor little chauffeur, though, she was back in bed On the very next day, with a nose full of pus. Yea! Heavy and a bottle of bread Yea! Heavy and a bottle of bread Yea! Heavy and a bottle of bread It's a one-track town, just brown, and a breeze, too, Pack up the meat, sweet, we're headin' out For Wichita in a pile of fruit. Get the loot, don't be slow, we're gonna catch a trout Get the loot, don't be slow, we're gonna catch a trout Get the loot, don't be slow, we're gonna catch a trout Now, pull that drummer out from behind that bottle. Bring me my pipe, we're gonna shake it. Slap that drummer with a pie that smells. Take me down to California, baby Take me down to California, baby Take me down to California, baby Yes, the comic book and me, just us, we caught the bus. The poor little chauffeur, though, she was back in bed On the very next day, with a nose full of pus. Yea! Heavy and a bottle of bread Yea! Heavy and a bottle of bread Yea! Heavy and a bottle of bread |
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from The Band - Music From Big Pink (1968)
Standin' out in the night,
Delilah took me down To see the widow bring Rain to the town. It's against the law To be a tonic man, But the widow know She's got the upper hand. So I went on in Feelin' kinda wheezy. You know she soothed my mind, boys, She rocked me kinda slow and kinda easy All day and all night. "Pick a card 'fore you go-- It's a long trip to Mexico." 'Lilah waited by the door, "I can't stay here anymore, no, no." Then she took a pill She washed her feet in the mud She said "Look out son, You know, I just started a flood For forty days and forty nights". Then I got my shoes, And 'Lilah called my name. She said it looked to her Like it gonna rain. Then the Cotton King He came in chokin' And the widow laughed and said: "I ain't jokin'-- Think what you want" She said, "Now don't ya tease me. I just fell in love, boy, So rock me kinda slow and kinda easy, All day and all night." Sweet William said With a drunken head: "If I had a boat, I'd help y'all float". Delilah stood there watching William in a trance, And the widow seized by the St. Vitus dance. But just then an old man With a boat named "Breezy" Said: "You can ride with Clyde, boys, If you rock it kinda slow and kinda easy, All day and all night". |
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from Bob Dylan, The Band - The Basement Tapes (1975)
(by j.r. robertson)
Stranded out in the night, Eliza took me down To see the widow give Rain to the town. It's against the law To be a tonic man, But the widow knows She's got the upper hand. So I went on in Feelin' kinda wheezy. You know she soothed my mind, boys, She rocked me kinda slow and easy All day and all night. Pick a card before you go It's a long trip to mexico. Eliza wait by the door, I can't stay here anymore, no, no. Then she took a pill She washed her feet in the mud She said "look out son, You know, I just ordered a flood For forty days and forty nights". Then I dropped my shoes, Eliza called my name. She said it looked to her Like it's gonna rain. Then the cotton king Came in chokin' And the widow laughed and said: "i ain't jokin'. Take once for all" She said "now don't ya tease me. I just fell in love, boy, So rock me kinda slow and kinda easy, All day and all night." Sweet william said With a drunken head: "if I had a boat, I'd help y'all float". Eliza stood there watching, William in a trance, As the widow did the st. vitus dance. But just then an old man With a boat named "breezy" Said: "you can ride with clyde, boys, If you rock it kinda slow and easy, All day and all night". |
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from The Band - The Last Waltz (1978)
Ever since time began
Man loves the woman Woman loves the man This is the way It was meant to be Through the pages Through the books of our history You, you, you Who do you love, who do you love, who do you love, now, You, you, you Who do you love, who do you love, who do you love One and one and one are three I love you Do you love me This is the place now is the time Give me your love And I'll give you mine You, you, you Who do you love, who do you love, who do you love, now, You, you, you Who do you love, who do you love, who do you love This is simple And it's true There's a shining light All around you You're the one You're the fire You can make it higher and higher This is the place now is the time Tell me now darlin' will you be mine You, you, you Who do you love, who do you love, who do you love Put your arms around me Ahhh Hold me tight Ahhh Cuddle up darlin' Ahhh In the sill of the night Ahhh You are the one Ahhh That I adore Ahhh You are the one That I love so This is the place now is the time Tell me now darlin' will you be mine You, you, you Who do you love, who do you love, who do you love, now, You, you, you Who do you love, who do you love, who do you love, now, You, you, you Who do you love, who do you love, who do you love, now, You, you, you Do you love me Do you love me Do you love me now You, you, you Who do you love who do you love who do you love. |
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from The Band - Cahoots(Remastered) (1971)
Oh, the streets of Rome are filled with rubble,
ancient footprints are everywhere. You could almost think that you're seeing double, On the cold, dark night on the Spanish Stairs. Gotta hurry on back to my hotel room, Where I got me a date with a pretty little girl from Greece. She promised she'd be there with me, When I paint my masterpiece. Oh, the hours we spent, inside the Coliseum. Dodging lions, and a-wasting time, oh those mighty kings of the jungle, I could hardly stand to see 'em Yes it sure has been a long, hard drive. Train wheels a-running thru the back of my memory, When I ran on a hilltop following a pack of wild geese, Someday everything is gonna sound like a rhapsody When I paint my masterpiece. Sailing round the world in a dirty gondola, Oh to be back in the land of, Coca-cola. Well I left Rome, and landed in Brussels, On a plane ride so bumpy that I almost cried, Clergy men in uniform, and young girls pulling mussels, Everyone was there to greet me when I stepped inside, Newspaper men eating candy, Had to be held down by big police. Someday, its gonna be different, When I paint my masterpiece. |
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from The Band - Cahoots(Remastered) (1971)
Oh, the streets of Rome are filled with rubble,
ancient footprints are everywhere. You could almost think that you're seeing double, On the cold, dark night on the Spanish Stairs. Gotta hurry on back to my hotel room, Where I got me a date with a pretty little girl from Greece. She promised she'd be there with me, When I paint my masterpiece. Oh, the hours we spent, inside the Coliseum. Dodging lions, and a-wasting time, oh those mighty kings of the jungle, I could hardly stand to see 'em Yes it sure has been a long, hard drive. Train wheels a-running thru the back of my memory, When I ran on a hilltop following a pack of wild geese, Someday everything is gonna sound like a rhapsody When I paint my masterpiece. Sailing round the world in a dirty gondola, Oh to be back in the land of, Coca-cola. Well I left Rome, and landed in Brussels, On a plane ride so bumpy that I almost cried, Clergy men in uniform, and young girls pulling mussels, Everyone was there to greet me when I stepped inside, Newspaper men eating candy, Had to be held down by big police. Someday, its gonna be different, When I paint my masterpiece. |
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from The Band - Rock of Ages (2001)
Oh, the streets of Rome are filled with rubble,
ancient footprints are everywhere. You could almost think that you're seeing double, On the cold, dark night on the Spanish Stairs. Gotta hurry on back to my hotel room, Where I got me a date with a pretty little girl from Greece. She promised she'd be there with me, When I paint my masterpiece. Oh, the hours we spent, inside the Coliseum. Dodging lions, and a-wasting time, oh those mighty kings of the jungle, I could hardly stand to see 'em Yes it sure has been a long, hard drive. Train wheels a-running thru the back of my memory, When I ran on a hilltop following a pack of wild geese, Someday everything is gonna sound like a rhapsody When I paint my masterpiece. Sailing round the world in a dirty gondola, Oh to be back in the land of, Coca-cola. Well I left Rome, and landed in Brussels, On a plane ride so bumpy that I almost cried, Clergy men in uniform, and young girls pulling mussels, Everyone was there to greet me when I stepped inside, Newspaper men eating candy, Had to be held down by big police. Someday, its gonna be different, When I paint my masterpiece. |
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from The Band - Music From Big Pink (1968)
We can talk about it now
It's that same old riddle, only starts from the middle I'd fix it but I don't know how Well, we could try to reason, but you might think it's treason One voice for all Echoing (echoing) echoing along the hall Don't give up on father's clock We can talk about it now Come, let me show you how To keep the wheels turnin' you got to keep the engine churnin' Well, did ya ever milk a cow? (Milk a cow?) Well, I had the chance one day but I was all dressed up for Sunday! Everybody, everywhere: Do you really care? Well, then pick up your heads and walk We can talk about it now It seems to me we've been holding something Underneath our tongues I'm afraid if you ever got a pat on the back It would likely burst your lungs Whoa, stop me, if I should sound kinda Down in the mouth But I'd rather be burned in Canada Than to freeze here in the South! Pulling that eternal plough We got to find a sharper blade, or have a new one made Rest awhile and cool your brow Don't ya see, there's no need to slave, the whip is in the grave No salt, no trance It's safe now (you know it's safe) to take a backward glance Because the grains have turned to chow! We can talk about it now, We can talk about it now |
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from The Band - Cahoots(Remastered) (1971)
Got my motor runnin'
Little girl, are you comin' Keep your candle burning bright Soon as you are ready Hold that ladder steady Come tread softly through the night Don't leave me in the dark Like a ghost rider in your yard Carving names in bark along the boulevard I'd be a bushwhacker Even be your hijacker Keep your candle burning bright When we cross that railroad track There'll be no turning back Come tread softly through the night Don't leave me sitting here Up on top of your fence I'm like an alley cat up here, without a lick of sense Volcano--I'm about to blow Volcano--Gonna overflow Volcano--Look out below Don't leave me empty-handed Like a villain in the woods Prowling around the grounds, trying to make off with the goods Volcano--I'm about to blow Volcano--Gonna overflow Volcano--Look out below |
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from The Band - The Last Waltz (1978)
When I get off of this mountain, you know where I want to go?
Straight down the Mississippi river, to the Gulf of Mexico To Lake Charles, Louisiana, little Bessie, girl that I once knew She told me just to come on by, if there's anything she could do Up on Cripple Creek she sends me If I spring a leak she mends me I don't have to speak, she defends me A drunkard's dream if I ever did see one Good luck had just stung me, to the race track I did go She bet on one horse to win and I bet on another to show The odds were in my favor, I had 'em five to one When that nag to win came around the track, sure enough she had won Up on Cripple Creek she sends me If I spring a leak she mends me I don't have to speak, she defends me A drunkard's dream if I ever did see one I took up all of my winnings, and I gave my little Bessie half She tore it up and threw it in my face, just for a laugh Now there's one thing in the whole wide world, I sure would like to see That's when that little love of mine, dips her doughnut in my tea Up on Cripple Creek she sends me If I spring a leak she mends me I don't have to speak, she defends me A drunkard's dream if I ever did see one Now me and my mate were back at the shack, we had Spike Jones on the box She said, "I can't take the way he sings, but I love to hear him talk" Now that just gave my heart a throb, to the bottom of my feet And I swore as I took another pull, my Bessie can't be beat Up on Cripple Creek she sends me If I spring a leak she mends me I don't have to speak, she defends me A drunkard's dream if I ever did see one Now there's a flood out in California and up north it's freezing cold And this living on the road is getting pretty old So I guess I'll call up my big mama, tell her I'll be rolling in But you know, deep down, I'm kind of tempted to go and see my Bessie again Up on Cripple Creek she sends me If I spring a leak she mends me I don't have to speak, she defends me A drunkard's dream if I ever did see one |
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When I get off of this mountain, you know where I want to go?
Straight down the Mississippi river, to the Gulf of Mexico To Lake Charles, Louisiana, little Bessie, girl that I once knew She told me just to come on by, if there's anything she could do Up on Cripple Creek she sends me If I spring a leak she mends me I don't have to speak, she defends me A drunkard's dream if I ever did see one Good luck had just stung me, to the race track I did go She bet on one horse to win and I bet on another to show The odds were in my favor, I had 'em five to one When that nag to win came around the track, sure enough she had won Up on Cripple Creek she sends me If I spring a leak she mends me I don't have to speak, she defends me A drunkard's dream if I ever did see one I took up all of my winnings, and I gave my little Bessie half She tore it up and threw it in my face, just for a laugh Now there's one thing in the whole wide world, I sure would like to see That's when that little love of mine, dips her doughnut in my tea Up on Cripple Creek she sends me If I spring a leak she mends me I don't have to speak, she defends me A drunkard's dream if I ever did see one Now me and my mate were back at the shack, we had Spike Jones on the box She said, "I can't take the way he sings, but I love to hear him talk" Now that just gave my heart a throb, to the bottom of my feet And I swore as I took another pull, my Bessie can't be beat Up on Cripple Creek she sends me If I spring a leak she mends me I don't have to speak, she defends me A drunkard's dream if I ever did see one Now there's a flood out in California and up north it's freezing cold And this living on the road is getting pretty old So I guess I'll call up my big mama, tell her I'll be rolling in But you know, deep down, I'm kind of tempted to go and see my Bessie again Up on Cripple Creek she sends me If I spring a leak she mends me I don't have to speak, she defends me A drunkard's dream if I ever did see one |
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from The Band - Rock of Ages (2001)
When I get off of this mountain, you know where I want to go?
Straight down the Mississippi river, to the Gulf of Mexico To Lake Charles, Louisiana, little Bessie, girl that I once knew She told me just to come on by, if there's anything she could do Up on Cripple Creek she sends me If I spring a leak she mends me I don't have to speak, she defends me A drunkard's dream if I ever did see one Good luck had just stung me, to the race track I did go She bet on one horse to win and I bet on another to show The odds were in my favor, I had 'em five to one When that nag to win came around the track, sure enough she had won Up on Cripple Creek she sends me If I spring a leak she mends me I don't have to speak, she defends me A drunkard's dream if I ever did see one I took up all of my winnings, and I gave my little Bessie half She tore it up and threw it in my face, just for a laugh Now there's one thing in the whole wide world, I sure would like to see That's when that little love of mine, dips her doughnut in my tea Up on Cripple Creek she sends me If I spring a leak she mends me I don't have to speak, she defends me A drunkard's dream if I ever did see one Now me and my mate were back at the shack, we had Spike Jones on the box She said, "I can't take the way he sings, but I love to hear him talk" Now that just gave my heart a throb, to the bottom of my feet And I swore as I took another pull, my Bessie can't be beat Up on Cripple Creek she sends me If I spring a leak she mends me I don't have to speak, she defends me A drunkard's dream if I ever did see one Now there's a flood out in California and up north it's freezing cold And this living on the road is getting pretty old So I guess I'll call up my big mama, tell her I'll be rolling in But you know, deep down, I'm kind of tempted to go and see my Bessie again Up on Cripple Creek she sends me If I spring a leak she mends me I don't have to speak, she defends me A drunkard's dream if I ever did see one |
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from The Band - Rock of Ages (2001)
Unfaithful Servant, I hear you leaving soon in the morning
What did you do to the lady, that she's gonna have to send you away? Unfaithful servant, you don't have to say you're sorry, If you done it just for the spite, or did ya do it just for the glory? Like a stranger you turned your back, Left your keys and gone to pack. Bear in mind who's to blame, and all the shame She really cared, the time she spared and the home you shared. Unfaithful servant, I can hear the whistle blowing Yes, that train is a-coming and soon you'll be going. Let us not bow our heads for we won't be complaining Life has been good to us all Even when that sky is raining. To take it like a grain of salt Is all I can do. It's no one's fault, Makes no difference if we fade away. It's just as it was, it's much to cold for me to stay. Goodbye to that country home, So long to a lady I have known, Farewell to my other side, I'd best just take it in stride. Unfaithful Servant, you'll learn to find your place I can see it in your smile, And, yes, I can see it in your face. The memories will linger on, But the good old days, they're all gone, Oh! Lonesome servant, can't you see, That we're still one and the same, just you and me. |
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from Bob Dylan, The Band - The Basement Tapes (1975)
Now, too much of nothing
Can make a man feel ill at ease. One man's temper rises While another man's temper might freeze. In the day of confession We cannot mock a soul. Oh, when there's too much of nothing, No one has control. Say hello to Valerie Say hello to Vivian Send them all my salary On the waters of oblivion Too much of nothing Can cause a man to weep. He can walk the streets like most supposed to But he'd like to keep Now, it's all been done before, It's all been written in the book, But when there's too much of nothing, Nobody should look. Say hello to Valerie Say hello to Vivian Send them all my salary On the waters of oblivion Too much of nothing Can make a man a liar, It can cause one man to sleep on nails It can cause others to eat fire. Ev'rybody's doin' somethin', I heard it in a dream, But when there's too much of nothing, It just makes a fella mean. Say hello to Valerie Say hello to Vivian Send them all my salary On the waters of oblivion |
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from The Band - Music From Big Pink (1968)
Forefather pointed to kingdom come
Sadly told his only son Just be careful what you do It all comes back on you. False witness spread the news Somebody's gonna lose Either she or me or you, Nothing we can do. (Chorus) Don't you say a word Or reveal a thing you've learned Time will tell you well If you truly, truly fell Tarred and feathered, yea! Thistled and thorned, One or the other He kindly warned. Now you look out the window tell me What do you see? I see a golden calf pointing Back at me. I been sitting in here for so darn long Waitin' for the end to come along. Holy coaster's on the brink Take a chance, swim or sink. False witness, cast an evil eye said I cannot tell a lie, Haints and saints don't bother me I'm not alone you see. (Chorus) |
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from Bob Dylan, The Band - The Basement Tapes (1975)
Well you can tell ev'rybody
Down in ol' Frisco Tell 'em Tiny Montgomery says hello Now ev'ry boy and girl's Gonna get their bang 'Cause Tiny Montgomery's Gonna shake that thing Tell ev'rybody Down in ol' Frisco That Tiny Montgomery's comin' Down to say hello Skinny Moo and Half-track Frank They're gonna both be gettin' Outa the tank One bird book And a buzzard and a crow Tell 'em all That Tiny's gonna say hello Scratch your dad Do that bird Suck that pig And bring it on home Pick that drip And bake that dough Tell 'em all That Tiny says hello Now he's king of the drunks An' he squeezes, too Watch out, Lester Take it, Lou Join the monks The C.I.O. Tell 'em all That Tiny Montgomery says hello Now grease that pig And sing praise Go on out And gas that dog Trick on in Honk that stink Take it on down And watch it grow Play it low And pick it up Take it on in In a plucking cup Three-legged man And a hot-lipped hoe Tell 'em all Montgomery says hello Well you can tell ev'rybody Down in ol' Frisco Tell 'em all Montgomery says hello |
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from The Band - Rock of Ages (2001)
The many roads I've covered, the many trails I've burned,
But when our paths did cross, love, whew! My whole world made a turn. And we've got time to kill, what a thrill, June and July. We've got all our love, buckets of the tears that we cried. Now we don't cry no more, gonna bolt the door. Don't know what we've got, but it feels like a lot, we don't need no more. When my day's work is done, we can take in a jamboree, But I just wanna sit down by the fire with my love right here beside me. We've got time to kill, Catskill, sweet by and by. We've got all our love, the sky above, the twinkle in your eye. Now where the wheel might roll, is where my love and I shall go. We're gonna plant the seed, there ain't nothing we need, we found our own rainbow. My love wants to have her fortune read, and I know that she's in a hurry. If we go along the straight and narrow, you don't even have to worry. We've got time to kill, standin' still, go on, give it a try! We've got all our love, mountains of, the trees are so high. We don't need no big car, don't eat no caviar. When we come to rest, we take to the nest, you know where we are. |
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from The Band - Music From Big Pink (1968)
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If your memory serves you well Bo7 We're going to meet again and wait E So I'm going to unpack all my things F Dm Am And sit before it gets too late C Am No man alive will come to you C Am With another tale to tell C A And you know that we shall meet again F Dm Am If your memory serves you well CHORUS: Dm F C G G7 This wheel's on fire, rolling down the road C G F C Best notify my next of kin F G A This wheel shall explode! If your memory serves you well, I was going to confiscate your lace And wrap it up in a sailor's knot and hide it in your case If I knew for sure that it was yours, and it was oh so hard to tell And you know that we shall meet again if your memory serves you well (CHORUS) If your memory serves you well, you'll remember that you're the one Who called on them to call on me to get you your favours done And after every plan had failed and there was nothing more to tell And you know that we shall meet again if your memory serves you well (CHORUS) |
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from Bob Dylan, The Band - The Basement Tapes (1975)
If your mem'ry serves you well,
We were goin' to meet again and wait, So I'm goin' to unpack all my things And sit before it gets too late. No man alive will come to you With another tale to tell, But you know that we shall meet again If your mem'ry serves you well. This wheel's on fire, Rolling down the road, Best notify my next of kin, This wheel shall explode! If your mem'ry serves you well, I was goin' to confiscate your lace, And wrap it up in a sailor's knot And hide it in your case. If I knew for sure that it was yours . . . But it was oh so hard to tell. But you knew that we would meet again, If your mem'ry serves you well. This wheel's on fire, Rolling down the road, Best notify my next of kin, This wheel shall explode! If your mem'ry serves you well, You'll remember you're the one That called on me to call on them To get you your favors done. And after ev'ry plan had failed And there was nothing more to tell, You knew that we would meet again, If your mem'ry served you well. This wheel's on fire, Rolling down the road, Best notify my next of kin, This wheel shall explode! |
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from The Band - Rock of Ages (2001)
If your memory serves you well
We're going to meet again and wait So I'm going to unpack all my things And sit before it gets too late No man alive will come to you With another tale to tell And you know that we shall meet again If your memory serves you well This wheel's on fire, rolling down the road Best notify my next of kin This wheel shall explode! If your memory serves you well, I was going to confiscate your lace And wrap it up in a sailor's knot and hide it in your case If I knew for sure that it was yours, and it was oh so hard to tell And you know that we shall meet again if your memory serves you well If your memory serves you well, you'll remember that you're the one Who called on them to call on me to get you your favours done And after every plan had failed and there was nothing more to tell And you know that we shall meet again if your memory serves you well |
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from The Band - Cahoots(Remastered) (1971)
I was thinkin' out loud
Talking to myself I was up on a cloud There was nobody else No, no I did not call I never was allowed To speak up at all I was just thinkin' out loud Transylvania train, circus never came The heroes are all gone No trampoline, fell without a scream Who's looking for a job Before I realized, I was hypnotized Flashback to the past Cross-eyed jack, monkey on his back We knew it would not last Room service gone off duty The bellman has retired This hotel is a beauty Even the house dick's been fired Then the sky came crashing down And knocked me off this cloud When I fell to the ground I was just thinkin' out loud |
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from The Band - The Last Waltz (1978)
I took my bucket down to the well
There's a (desert?) woman, sweet mystery She let the rope fall down in the well Like it was meant to be She put the jug upon her head Walked with her back to the wind I followed her tracks the moment she said "Why don't you come in?" chorus: She killed the light, she dropped her glove She said "Are you looking for trouble Or looking for love, love, love?" I woke in the morning dying of thirst Headed straight back to the well There she was with a jug on her head The rope had just fell The well in her eyes was deep and black With no question or answer She wiped my brow and I followed her back To the Tropic of Cancer chorus |
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from The Band - Music From Big Pink (1968)
I pulled into Nazareth, was feeling 'bout half past dead I just need some place where I can lay my head Hey, mister, can you tell me, where a man might find a bed? He just grinned and shook my hand, "No" was all he said. Take a load off Fanny, take a load for free Take a load off Fanny, and you put the load right on me I picked up my bags, I went looking for a place to hide Then I saw old Carmen and the Devil, walking side by side I said, "Hey, Carmen, c'mon, let's go downtown" She said, "I gotta go, but my friend can stick around" Take a load off Fanny, take a load for free Take a load off Fanny, and you put the load right on me Go down, Miss Moses, ain't nothin' you can say It's just old Luke, and Luke's waiting on the judgement day Well, Luke, my friend, what about young Annalee He said, "Do me a favour, son, won't you stay and keep Annalee company" Take a load off Fanny, take a load for free Take a load off Fanny, and you put the load right on me Crazy Chester followed me, and he caught me in the fog Said, "I will fix your rag, if you'll take Jack, my dog" I said, "Wait a minute Chester, you know, I'm a peaceful man" He said, "That's ok, boy, won't you feed him when you can" Take a load off Fanny, take a load for free Take a load off Fanny, and you put the load right on me Catch the cannonball, now to take me down the line My bag is sinking low, and I do believe it's time To get back to Miss Fanny, you know she's the only one Who sent me here, with her regards for everyone Take a load off Fanny, take a load for free Take a load off Fanny, and you put the load right on me |
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from Easy Rider [Deluxe Edition] (이지 라이더) [ost] (1976)
I Pulled into Nazareth, I was feelin' about half past dead
Just need to find a place where I can lay my head "Hey, mister, can you tell me where a man might find a bed?" He just grinned and shook my hand and, "No", was all he said Take a load off Anny Take a load for free Take a load off Anny And you put the load right on me (You put the load right on me) I picked up my bag and I went lookin' for a place to hide When I say Carmen and the Devil walkin' side by side And I said, "Hey, Carmen, come on, would yo go downtown" And she said, "Well, I gotta go but my friend can stick around" And take a load off Anny Take a load for free Take a load off Anny And you put the load right on me (You Put the load right on me) Go down, Miss Moses, there ain't nothin' that yo ucan say 'Cause just ol' Luke and Luke's waitin' on the Judgment Day "Well, now Luke, my friend, what about young Anna Lee?" He said, "Do me a favor, son, won't you stay an' keep Anna Lee company?" Take a load off Anny Take a load for free Take a load off Anny And you put the load off Anny And you put the load right on me (You put the load right on me) Crazy Chester followed me and he caught me in the fog He said, "I will fix your rags, if you'll take Jack, my dog" I said, "wait a munute, Chester, you know I'm a peaceful man" He said, "That's okay, boy, won't you feed him when you can?" Take a load off Anny Take a load for free Take a load off Anny And you put the load right on me (You put the load right on me) Catch a Cannonball, now, to thake me down the line My, my bag is sinkin' low and I do believe It's time To get back to Miss Anny, you know she's the only one Who sent me here with her regards for everyone Take a load off Anny Take a load for free Take a load off Anny And you put the load right on me (You put the load right on me) |
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from The Band - The Last Waltz (1978)
I Pulled into Nazareth, I was feelin' about half past dead
Just need to find a place where I can lay my head "Hey, mister, can you tell me where a man might find a bed?" He just grinned and shook my hand and, "No", was all he said Take a load off Anny Take a load for free Take a load off Anny And you put the load right on me (You put the load right on me) I picked up my bag and I went lookin' for a place to hide When I say Carmen and the Devil walkin' side by side And I said, "Hey, Carmen, come on, would yo go downtown" And she said, "Well, I gotta go but my friend can stick around" And take a load off Anny Take a load for free Take a load off Anny And you put the load right on me (You Put the load right on me) Go down, Miss Moses, there ain't nothin' that yo ucan say 'Cause just ol' Luke and Luke's waitin' on the Judgment Day "Well, now Luke, my friend, what about young Anna Lee?" He said, "Do me a favor, son, won't you stay an' keep Anna Lee company?" Take a load off Anny Take a load for free Take a load off Anny And you put the load off Anny And you put the load right on me (You put the load right on me) Crazy Chester followed me and he caught me in the fog He said, "I will fix your rags, if you'll take Jack, my dog" I said, "wait a munute, Chester, you know I'm a peaceful man" He said, "That's okay, boy, won't you feed him when you can?" Take a load off Anny Take a load for free Take a load off Anny And you put the load right on me (You put the load right on me) Catch a Cannonball, now, to thake me down the line My, my bag is sinkin' low and I do believe It's time To get back to Miss Anny, you know she's the only one Who sent me here with her regards for everyone Take a load off Anny Take a load for free Take a load off Anny And you put the load right on me (You put the load right on me) |
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from The Band - Cahoots(Remastered) (1971)
The ladies would put the baskets on the table
And the men would sit beneath a shady tree The children would listen to a fable While something else came through to me The river got no end, just roll around the bend Then pretty soon the women would all join in On the river hymn... The whole congregation was standing on the banks of the river We are gathered here to give a little thanks thanks The voice of the rapids will echo And ricochet like an old water well Who d ever want to let go Once you sit beneath its spell It's dark and wide and deep, towards the sea it creeps I'm so glad I brought along my mandolin To play the river hymn... You can ride on it or drink it Poison it or dam it Fish in it and wash in it Swim in it and you can die in it Run, you river, run Son, you ain't never seen yourself No crystal mirror can show it clear, come over here instead Son, you ain't never eased yourself Til you laid it down in a river bed If you hear a lonesome drone, it's as common as a stone And gets louder as the day grows dim That's the river hymn... The whole congregation was standing on the banks of the river We are gathered here to give a little thanks thanks |
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from The Band - The Last Waltz (1978)
Virgil Kane is the name
And I served on the Danville train 'Till Stoneman's cavalry came And tore up the tracks again In the winter of '65 We were hungry, just barely alive By May the 10th, Richmond had fell It's a time I remember, oh so well The night they drove old Dixie down And the bells were ringing The night they drove old Dixie down And the people were singing They went, "Na, na, la, na, na, la" Back with my wife in Tennessee When one day she called to me "Virgil, quick, come see, There goes Robert E. Lee!" Now, I don't mind chopping wood And I don't care if the money's no good You take what you need And you leave the rest But they should never Have taken the very best The night they drove old Dixie down And the bells were ringing The night they drove old Dixie down And all the people were singing They went, "Na, na, la, na, na, la" Like my father before me I will work the land And like my brother above me Who took a rebel stand He was just 18, proud and brave But a Yankee laid him in his grave I swear by the mud below my feet You can't raise a Kane back up When he's in defeat The night they drove old Dixie down And the bells were ringing The night they drove old Dixie down And all the people were singing They went, "Na, na, la, na, na, la" The night they drove old Dixie down And all the bells were ringing The night they drove old Dixie down And the people were singing They went, "Na, na, la, na, na, la" |
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from The Band - Cahoots(Remastered) (1971)
Julie and little John Tyler lived in the house next door
We would be the great triangle and to this we swore Julie was my sweetheart, little John was my cohort And all the wild horses in the world couldn't keep us apart Once we went for a swim in the noonday sun And promised to return before the moon struck one Julie came running through the pasture - she was screaming at the sky She fell down to her knees and the tears did fly Little John was stung by a snake over by the lake And it looked like he s really, really hurt - he was lying in the dirt Who, we went it as fast as we could run But we lost little John as the moon struck one I was vacant, Julie was a bird with a broken wing We were always afraid of what tomorrow might bring We'll drive down to Durango - up and leave this place And maybe forget the triangle with a change of pace The car broke down when we had just begun And we walked back to the house while the moon struck one |
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from The Band - The Last Waltz (1978)
Its the last waltz
The last waltz with you But that dont mean The dance is over Its the last waltz The last waltz was through But that dont mean That the party is over Oh, the last waltz The last waltz with you But that dont mean The dance is over Its the last waltz The last waltz The last waltz was through But that dont mean That the party is over. |
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from The Band - Music From Big Pink (1968)
We carried you in our arms on Independence Day
And now you'd throw us all aside and put us all away Oh, what dear daughter 'neath the sun could treat a father so? To wait upon him hand and foot and always tell him "No" Tears of rage, tears of grief Why must I always be the thief? Come to me now, you know we're so alone And life is brief It was all very painless When you went out to receive All that false instruction Which we never could believe And now the heart is filled with gold As if it was a purse But, oh, what kind of love is this Which goes from bad to worse? Tears of rage, tears of grief Why must I always be the thief? Come to me now, you know we're so alone And life is brief We pointed you the way to go And scratched your name in sand Though you just thought it was nothing more Than a place for you to stand I want you to know that while we watched You discovered no one would be true That I myself was among The ones who thought It was just a childish thing to do Tears of rage, tears of grief Why must I always be the thief? Come to me now, you know we're so alone And life is brief |
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from The Band - Music From Big Pink (1968)
We carried you in our arms on Independence Day
And now you'd throw us all aside and put us all away Oh, what dear daughter 'neath the sun could treat a father so? To wait upon him hand and foot and always tell him "No" Tears of rage, tears of grief Why must I always be the thief? Come to me now, you know we're so alone And life is brief It was all very painless When you went out to receive All that false instruction Which we never could believe And now the heart is filled with gold As if it was a purse But, oh, what kind of love is this Which goes from bad to worse? Tears of rage, tears of grief Why must I always be the thief? Come to me now, you know we're so alone And life is brief We pointed you the way to go And scratched your name in sand Though you just thought it was nothing more Than a place for you to stand I want you to know that while we watched You discovered no one would be true That I myself was among The ones who thought It was just a childish thing to do Tears of rage, tears of grief Why must I always be the thief? Come to me now, you know we're so alone And life is brief |
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from Bob Dylan, The Band - The Basement Tapes (1975)
We carried you in our arms
On Independence Day, And now you'd throw us all aside And put us on our way. Oh what dear daughter 'neath the sun Would treat a father so, To wait upon him hand and foot And always tell him, "No"? Tears of rage, tears of grief, Why must I always be the thief? Come to me now, you know We're so alone And life is brief. We pointed out the way to go And scratched your name in sand, Though you just thought it was nothing more Than a place for you to stand. Now, I want you to know that while we watched, You discover there was no one true. Most ev'rybody really thought It was a childish thing to do. Tears of rage, tears of grief, Must I always be the thief? Come to me now, you know We're so low And life is brief. It was all very painless When you went out to receive All that false instruction Which we never could believe. And now the heart is filled with gold As if it was a purse. But, oh, what kind of love is this Which goes from bad to worse? Tears of rage, tears of grief, Must I always be the thief? Come to me now, you know We're so low And life is brief. |
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from The Band - The Last Waltz (1978)
Such a night, it's such a night
Sweet confusion under the moonlight Such a night, such a night To steal away, the time is right Your eyes caught mine, and at a glance You let me know that this was my chance But you came here with my best friend Jim And here I am, tryin' to steal you away from him Oh, but if I don't do it, you know somebody else will If I don't do it, you know somebody else will If I don't do it, you know somebody else will If I don't do it, you know somebody else will And it's such a night, it's such a night Sweet confusion under the moonlight It's such a night, such a night To steal away, the time is right Yeah, I couldn't believe my ear and my heart just skipped a beat When you told me to take you walkin' down the street Oh yeah, you came here with my best friend Jim Here I am, I'm stealin' you away from him Oh, but if I don't do it, you know somebody else will If I don't do it, you know somebody else will If I don't do it, you know somebody else will If I don't do it, you know somebody else will 'Cause it's such a night |
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from The Band - The Last Waltz (1978)
Now deep in the heart of a lonely kid
Who suffered so much for what he did, They gave this ploughboy his fortune and fame, Since that day he ain't been the same. See the man with the stage fright Just standin' up there to give it all his might. And he got caught in the spotlight, But when we get to the end He wants to start all over again. I've got fire water right on my breath And the doctor warned me I might catch a death. Said, "You can make it in your disguise, Just never show the fear that's in your eyes." See the man with the stage fright, Just standin' up there to give it all his might. He got caught in the spotlight, But when we get to the end He wants to start all over again. Now if he says that he's afraid, Take him at his word. And for the price that the poor boy has paid, He gets to sing just like a bird, oh, ooh ooh ooh. Your brow is sweatin' and your mouth gets dry, Fancy people go driftin' by. The moment of truth is right at hand, Just one more nightmare you can stand. See the man with the stage fright Just standin' up there to give it all his might. And he got caught in the spotlight, But when we get to the end He wants to start all over again, hmm hmm, You wanna try it once again, hmm hmm, Please don't make him stop, hmm hmm, Let him take it from the top, hmm hmm, Let him start all over again. |
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from The Band - Rock of Ages (2001)
Now deep in the heart of a lonely kid
Who suffered so much for what he did They gave this ploughboy his fortune and fame Since that day he ain't been the same See the man with the stage fright Just standin' up there to give it all his might And he got caught in the spotlight But when we get to the end He wants to start all over again I've got fire water right on my breath And the doctor warned me I might catch a death Said, "You can make it in your disguise Just never show the fear that's in your eyes" See the man with the stage fright Just standin' up there to give it all his might He got caught in the spotlight But when we get to the end He wants to start all over again Now if he says that he's afraid Take him at his word And for the price that the poor boy has paid He gets to sing just like a bird, oh, ooh ooh ooh Your brow is sweatin' and your mouth gets dry Fancy people go driftin' by The moment of truth is right at hand Just one more nightmare you can stand See the man with the stage fright Just standin' up there to give it all his might And he got caught in the spotlight But when we get to the end He wants to start all over again, hmm hmm You wanna try it once again, hmm hmm Please don't make him stop, hmm hmm Let him take it from the top, hmm hmm Let him start all over again |
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from The Band - Cahoots(Remastered) (1971)
Went to the movie matinee
To see the blue coats try to get away From a smoke signal Above the trees A smoke signal Shifting in the breeze Some folks think it's make believe Other folks ain't so naive About a smoke signal Could see it coming A smoke signal Hear the drums drumming You don't believe what you read in the paper You can't believe the stranger at your door You don't believe what you hear from your neighbor Your old neighborhood ain't even there no more Indian maid will plant the seed And cultivate a whole new breed There's a smoke signal Over your head A smoke signal You know what it said? When they're torn out by the roots Young brothers join in cahoots To send a smoke signal Near and far A smoke signal No matter where you are You don't believe what they say on the radio You don't believe what you see on the video Living in the shadow of a doubt today Still waiting for the smoke to clear away Tried to get in touch with you Tried to get my message through By smoke signal Honey, do ya read me Smoke signal Call me if you need me There you were all in white Standing out in the broad daylight Lookin' like a smoke signal From heaven above Smoke signal Oh, my love |
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from Bob Dylan, The Band - The Basement Tapes (1975)
(by j.r. robertson and r. manuel)
Wrote a letter this mornin', Put it in your hat, 'cause no one to read it And I know you knew that. I bought a joke, a trick or two, Just to bring and show you, Caught ya with the trickster too. Sometimes I wonder how ya knew A hypnotist, fancytalker, Ruben remus ain't no doctor I knew the man and tried to remember Just where it was that I'd seen his face. Long ago, in a movie show, He was like that man singin' bass. Knew him by his nurs'ry rhyme: The story of the rabbit man. Fell right in and said to him: "i'd like to help you if I can." I know the film would only shock ya, Ruben remus ain't no doctor! He only needed what you had, Asked for nothing more, Said he'd like to take you on, But it's been done before. You couldn't see he's a travelin' man And he cannot take your hand. It's very hard to understand Why his songs were never banned. Guess the man would never knock ya, Ruben remus ain't no doctor! No one seen ya since he's been gone, It's been a day, maybe more. I took a walk in your yard And knocked on your back door. Why don't you let me in? I'm not the man who did ya in. Is mr. remus still your friend? You say you don't remember him. Turn me down, would ya? Well, I've got news for you. Turn me down would ya, Can't ya tell I'm gonna change your mind before i'm... trough... |
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from The Band - Rock of Ages (2001)
Hang around, Willie boy,
Don't you raise the sails anymore It's for sure, I've spent my whole life at sea And I'm pushin' age seventy-three Now there's only one place that was meant for me: Oh, to be home again, Down in old Virginny, With my very best friend, They call him Ragtime Willie We're gonna soothe away the rest of our years, We're gonna put away all of our tears, That big rockin' chair won't go nowhere Slow down, Willie boy, Your heart's gonna give right out on you It's true, and I believe I know what we should do Turn to stern and point to shore, The seven seas won't carry us no more Oh, to be home again, Down in old Virginny, With my very best friend, They call him Ragtime Willie I can't wait to sniff that air, Dip that snuff, I won't have no care, That big rockin' chair won't go nowhere Hear the sound, Willie boy, The Flyin' Dutchman's on the reef It's my belief We've used up all our time, This hill's to steep to climb, And the days that remain ain't worth a dime Oh, to be home again, Down in old Virginny, With my very best friend, They call him Ragtime Willie Would'a been nice just to see the folks, Listen once again to them stale old jokes, That big rockin' chair won't go nowhere I can hear something callin' on me (And you know where I wanna be) Oh Willie, can't you hear that sound? (Down in old Virginny) I just wanna get my feet back on the ground (Down in old Virginny) And I'd love to see my very best friend They call him Ragtime Willie (Oh, to be home again) I believe old rockin' chair's got me again! |
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from The Band - Northern Lights, Southern Cross (2006)
Ring your bell
Change your number Run like hell You can't hide from thunder Oh, no Ring your bell Get in the wind You and me gonna make some medicine Run that rebel across the tracks With the Mounties on his trail He was taught Don't get caught at the mercy of the man Land in jail Meet me, madam, on the high road We gonna blow the man down I've been totin' a heavy load And I'm rarin' to clown Mess around Ring your bell Shake your tower Pump your well Turn on your power I'm gonna ring your bell Glide on in You and me gonna make some medicine Smoky bars and souped-up cars Where we drowned all sorrow Renegade woman Love me like there's no tomorrow Left to borrow Bloodhounds comb the back streets With the ramrod close behind Ask for justice, you gonna find My ass across That border line Ring your bell Sound the chime Open up your shell Get on the line Come on, ring your bell Gimme some skin You and me gonna make some medicine |
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from The Band - Rock of Ages (2001)
Rag Mama rag, I can't believe its true
Rag Mama rag, what did you do? I crawled up to the railroad track Let the 4:19 scratch my back Sag Mama sag, what's come over you Rag Mama rag, I'm pullin' out your gag Gonna turn you loose like an old caboose Got a tail I need to drag I ask about your turtle And you ask about the weather I can't jump a hurdle and We can't get together We could be relaxin' In my sleepin' bag But all you want to do for me, Mama, is Rag Mama rag, there's no where to go Rag mama rag, come on, rosin up the bow Rag Mama rag, where do you roam Rag Mama rag, bring your skinny little body back home It's dog eat dog and cat eat mouse You can rag Mama rag all over my house Hailstones beatin' on the roof The bourbon is a hundred proof And you and me and the telephone Our destiny is quite well known We don't need to sit and brag All we gotta do is rag, Mama, rag, Mama, rag Rag Mama rag, where do you roam Rag Mama rag, bring your skinny little body back home |
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from Bob Dylan, The Band - The Basement Tapes (1975)
Well, I've already had two beers
I'm ready for the broom Please, Missus Henry, won't you Take me to my room? I'm a good ol' boy But I've been sniffin' too many eggs Talkin' to too many people Drinkin' too many kegs Please, Missus Henry, Missus Henry, please! Please, Missus Henry, Missus Henry, please! I'm down on my knees An' I ain't got a dime Well, I'm groanin' in a hallway Pretty soon I'll be mad Please, Missus Henry, won't you Take me to your dad? I can drink like a fish I can crawl like a snake I can bite like a turkey I can slam like a drake Please, Missus Henry, Missus Henry, please! Please, Missus Henry, Missus Henry, please! I'm down on my knees An' I ain't got a dime Now, don't crowd me, lady Or I'll fill up your shoe I'm a sweet bourbon daddy An' tonight I am blue I'm a thousand years old And I'm a generous bomb I'm T-boned and punctured But I'm known to be calm Please, Missus Henry, Missus Henry, please! Please, Missus Henry, Missus Henry, please! I'm down on my knees An' I ain't got a dime Now, I'm startin' to drain My stool's gonna squeak If I walk too much farther My crane's gonna leak Look, Missus Henry There's only so much I can do Why don't you look my way An' pump me a few? Please, Missus Henry, Missus Henry, please! Please, Missus Henry, Missus Henry, please! I'm down on my knees An' I ain't got a dime |
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I had a hard time waking this morning
I got a lotta things on my mind Like those friends of yours They keep bringing me down Just hangin' round all the time I've had a hard time waking most mornings And it's been that way for a month or more You've had things your way But now I've got to say I'm on my way out the door Chorus: Why don't you get right, try to get right, baby You haven't been right with me, why don't you get right? Try and get right, baby, don't you remember how it used to be? You had a hard time waking this morning And I can see it in your empty eyes But there's no need for talking Or walking round the block Just to figure out the reason why I have a hard time handing out warnings I'll just slide on out the door Cuz I'm tired of everything Being beautiful, beautiful And I ain't coming back no more |
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from The Band - The Last Waltz (1978)
Boards on the window, mail by the door
What would anybody leave so quickly for? Ophelia - Where have you gone? The old neighborhood just ain't the same Nobody knows just what became of Ophelia - tell me, what went wrong? Was it somethin' that somebody said? Mama, I know we broke the rules Was somebody up against the law? Honey, you know I'd die for you Ashes of laughter, the coast is clear Why do the best things always disappear Like Ophelia - please darken my door Was it somethin' that somebody said? Honey, you know we broke the rules Was somebody up against the law? Honey, you know I'd die for you They got your number, scared and runnin' But I'm still waitin' for the second comin' Of Ophelia - come back home |
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Now, there's a certain thing That I learned from Jim That he'd always make sure I'd understand And that is that there's a certain way That a man must swim If he expects to live off Of the fat of the land. Open the door, Homer, I've heard it said before. Open the door, Homer, I've heard it said before But I ain't gonna hear it said no more. Now, there's a certain thing That I learned from my friend, Mouse A fella who always blushes And that is that ev'ryone Must always flush out his house If he don't expect to be Goin' 'round housing flushes. Open the door, Homer, I've heard it said before. Open the door, Homer, I've heard it said before But I ain't gonna hear it said no more. "Take care of all your memories" Said my friend, Mick "For you cannot relive them And remember when you're out there Tryin' to heal the sick That you must always First forgive them." Open the door, Homer, I've heard it said before. Open the door, Homer, I've heard it said before But I ain't gonna hear it said no more. |
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from Bob Dylan, The Band - The Basement Tapes (1975)
I plan it all and I take my place
You break your promise all over the place You promised to love me, but what do I see Just you comin' and spillin' juice over me Odds and ends, odds and ends Lost time is not found again Now, you take your file and you bend my head I never can remember anything that you said You promised to love me, but what do I know You're always spillin' juice on me like you got someplace to go Odds and ends, odds and ends Lost time is not found again - 간 주 중 - Now, I've had enough, my box is clean You know what I'm sayin' and you know what I mean From now on you'd best get on someone else While you're doin' it, keep that juice to yourself Odds and ends, odds and ends Lost time is not found again |
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from Bob Dylan, The Band - The Basement Tapes (1975)
Nothing was delivered
And I tell this truth to you, Not out of spite or anger But simply because it's true. Now, I hope you won't object to this, Giving back all of what you owe, The fewer words you have to waste on this, The sooner you can go. Nothing is better, nothing is best, Take heed of this and get plenty of rest. Nothing was delivered But I can't say I sympathize With what your fate is going to be, Yes, for telling all those lies. Now you must provide some answers For what you sell has not been received, And the sooner you come up with them, The sooner you can leave. Nothing is better, nothing is best, Take heed of this and get plenty rest. (Now you know) Nothing was delivered And it's up to you to say Just what you had in mind When you made ev'rybody pay. No, nothing was delivered, Yes, 'n' someone must explain That as long as it takes to do this Then that's how long that you'll remain. Nothing is better, nothing is best, Take heed of this and get plenty rest. |
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from The Band - The Last Waltz (1978)
Play a little blues? Paul Butterfield…
Train arrive 16 coaches long Train arrive 16 coaches long Well that long black train Took my baby and gone Train, train rollin' around the bend Train, train, train, rollin' around the bend Well it took my baby Away from me again Come down to the station To meet my baby at the gate Asked the station master If my train's a-running late He said "If you're a-waiting on the 444 I hate to tell you son That train don't stop here any more" Train train, train, rollin', around the bend Train train, train, rollin', around the bend Well it took my baby Away from me again -Solo- Heard that whistle blowin' It was the middle of the night When I got down to the station The train was pulling out of sight Mystery train rollin' around the bend Mystery train rollin' around the bend Well it took my baby Away from me again |
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from Bob Dylan, The Band - The Basement Tapes (1975)
Well, that big dumb blonde
With her wheel in the gorge And Turtle, that friend of theirs With his checks all forged And his cheeks in a chunk With his cheese in the cash They're all gonna be there At that million dollar bash Ooh, baby, ooh-ee It's that million dollar bash Ev'rybody from right now To over there and back The louder they come The harder they crack Come now, sweet cream Don't forget to flash We're all gonna meet At that million dollar bash Ooh, baby, ooh-ee It's that million dollar bash Well, I took my counselor Out to the barn Silly Nelly was there She told him a yarn Then along came Jones Emptied the trash Ev'rybody went down To that million dollar bash Ooh, baby, ooh-ee It's that million dollar bash Well, I'm hittin' it too hard My stones won't take I get up in the mornin' But it's too early to wake First it's hello, goodbye Then push and then crash But we're all gonna make it At that million dollar bash Ooh, baby, ooh-ee It's that million dollar bash Well, I looked at my watch I looked at my wrist Punched myself in the face With my fist I took my potatoes Down to be mashed Then I made it over To that million dollar bash Ooh, baby, ooh-ee It's that million dollar bash |
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from The Band - The Last Waltz (1978)
Ooohhh Yeah! Oh Yeah.
Everythin', everythin', everythin's gonna be alright this mornin' Ooh yeah, whoo Now when I was a young boy, at the age of five My mother say I was, gonna be the greatest man alive But now I'm a man, way past 21 Want you to believe me woman, I had lot's of fun I'm a man I spell M, A, child N That represent man No B, [no] O child, Y That mean mannish boy Man, yeah I'm a full grown man Man I'm a natural born lovers man Man I'm a rollin' stone Man I'm a hoochie coochie man Sittin' on the outside, just me and my mate You know I'm made to move honey, come up two hours late Wasn't that a man I spell M, A child, N That represent I'm grown No B, O child, Y That mean mannish boy Man, [yeah] I'm a full grown man Man I'm a natural born lovers man Man I'm a rollin' stone Man, [yeah] I'm a hoochie coochie man Well, well, well, well, The line I shoot will never miss When I make love to a girl, she can't resist I think I go down, to old Kansas Stew I'm gonna bring back my second cousin, that little Johnny Cocheroo All you little girls, sittin'out at that line I can make love to you girl, in five minutes time Ain't that a man [yeah] I spell M, A child, N That represent man No B [no], O child, Y That mean mannish boy Man I'm a full grown man Man I'm a natural born lovers man Man I'm a rollin' stone Man-child I'm a hoochie coochie man well, well, well, well well, well, well, well well, well, well, well hurry Robertson: Wasn't that a man; Muddy Waters! |
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from The Band - Music From Big Pink (1968)
Long-distance operator,
Place this call, it's not for fun. Long-distance operator, Please, place this call, you know it's not for fun. I gotta get a message to my baby, You know, she's not just anyone. There are thousands in the phone booth, Thousands at the gate. There are thousands in the phone booth, Thousands at the gate. Ev'rybody wants to make a long-distance call But you know they're just gonna have to wait. If a call comes from Louisiana, Please, let it ride. If a call comes from Louisiana, Please, let it ride. This phone booth's on fire, It's getting hot inside. Ev'rybody wants to be my friend, But nobody wants to get higher. Ev'rybody wants to be my friend, But nobody wants to get higher. Long-distance operator, I believe I'm stranglin' on this telephone wire. |
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from Bob Dylan, The Band - The Basement Tapes (1975)
Long-distance operator,
Place this call, it's not for fun. Long-distance operator, Please, place this call, you know it's not for fun. I gotta get a message to my baby, You know, she's not just anyone. There are thousands in the phone booth, Thousands at the gate. There are thousands in the phone booth, Thousands at the gate. Ev'rybody wants to make a long-distance call But you know they're just gonna have to wait. If a call comes from Louisiana, Please, let it ride. If a call comes from Louisiana, Please, let it ride. This phone booth's on fire, It's getting hot inside. Ev'rybody wants to be my friend, But nobody wants to get higher. Ev'rybody wants to be my friend, But nobody wants to get higher. Long-distance operator, I believe I'm stranglin' on this telephone wire. |
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from The Band - Music From Big Pink (1968)
Lonesome Suzie never got the breaks
She's always losing and so she sits and cries and shakes It's hard just to watch her and if I touch her Oh, poor Suzie, I'm wondering what to do She just sits there hoping for a friend I don't fit here but I may have a friend to lend Maybe I mistook her but I can't overlook her Must be someone who can pull her through Anyone who's felt that bad could tell me what to say Even if she just got mad she might be better off that way And where is all the understanding? Her problems can't be that demanding Why is it she looks my way Every time she starts to cry Lonesome Suzie, I can't watch you cry no longer If you can use me until you feel a little stronger I guess just watching you has made me lonesome too Why don't we get together, what else can we do |
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from The Band - Music From Big Pink (1968)
Lonesome Suzie never got the breaks
She's always losing and so she sits and cries and shakes It's hard just to watch her and if I touch her Oh, poor Suzie, I'm wondering what to do She just sits there hoping for a friend I don't fit here but I may have a friend to lend Maybe I mistook her but I can't overlook her Must be someone who can pull her through Anyone who's felt that bad could tell me what to say Even if she just got mad she might be better off that way And where is all the understanding? Her problems can't be that demanding Why is it she looks my way Every time she starts to cry Lonesome Suzie, I can't watch you cry no longer If you can use me until you feel a little stronger I guess just watching you has made me lonesome too Why don't we get together, what else can we do |
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from Bob Dylan, The Band - The Basement Tapes (1975)
I pulled out for San Anton',
I never felt so good. My woman said she'd meet me there And of course, I knew she would. The coachman, he hit me for my hook And he asked me my name. I give it to him right away, Then I hung my head in shame. Lo and behold! Lo and behold! Lookin' for my lo and behold, Get me outa here, my dear man! I come into Pittsburgh At six-thirty flat. I found myself a vacant seat An' I put down my hat. "What's the matter, Molly, dear, What's the matter with your mound?" "What's it to ya, Moby Dick? This is chicken town!" Lo and behold! Lo and behold! Lookin' for my lo and behold, Get me outa here, my dear man! I bought my girl A herd of moose, One she could call her own. Well, she came out the very next day To see where they had flown. I'm goin' down to Tennessee, Get me a truck 'r somethin'. Gonna save my money and rip it up! Lo and behold! Lo and behold! Lookin' for my lo and behold, Get me outa here, my dear man! Now, I come in on a ferris wheel An' boys, I sure was slick. I come in like a ton of bricks, Laid a few tricks on 'em. Goin' back to Pittsburgh, Count up to thirty, Round that horn and ride that herd, Gonna thread up! Lo and behold! Lo and behold! Lookin' for my lo and behold, Get me outa here, my dear man! |
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from The Band - Rock of Ages (2001)
Once upon a time you dressed so fine
You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you? People'd call, say, "Beware doll, you're bound to fall" You thought they were all kiddin' you You used to laugh about Everybody that was hangin' out Now you don't talk so loud Now you don't seem so proud About having to be scrounging for your next meal. How does it feel How does it feel To be without a home Like a complete unknown Like a rolling stone? You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely But you know you only used to get juiced in it And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street And now you find out you're gonna have to get used to it You said you'd never compromise With the mystery tramp, but now you realize He's not selling any alibis As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes And ask him do you want to make a deal? How does it feel How does it feel To be on your own With no direction home Like a complete unknown Like a rolling stone? You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns When they all come down and did tricks for you You never understood that it ain't no good You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat Ain't it hard when you discover that He really wasn't where it's at After he took from you everything he could steal. How does it feel How does it feel To be on your own With no direction home Like a complete unknown Like a rolling stone? Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people They're drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things But you'd better lift your diamond ring, you'd better pawn it babe You used to be so amused At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal. How does it feel How does it feel To be on your own With no direction home Like a complete unknown Like a rolling stone? |
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from The Band - Cahoots(Remastered) (1971)
You can walk on the water, drown in the sand
You can fly off a mountaintop if anybody can Run away, run away--it's the restless age Look away, look away--you can turn the page Hey, buddy, would you like to buy a watch real cheap Here on the street I got six on each arm and two more round my feet Life is a carnival--believe it or not Life is a carnival--two bits a shot Saw a man with the jinx in the third degree From trying to deal with people--people you can't see Take away, take away, this house of mirrors Give away, give away, all the souvenirs We're all in the same boat ready to float off the edge of the world The flat old world The street is a sideshow from the peddler to the corner girl Life is a carnival--it's in the book Life is a carnival--take another look Hey, buddy, would you like to buy a watch real cheap Here on the street I got six on each arm and two more round my feet Life is a carnival--believe it or not Life is a carnival--two bits a shot |
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from The Band - The Last Waltz (1978)
You can walk on the water, drown in the sand
You can fly off a mountaintop if anybody can Run away, run away--it's the restless age Look away, look away--you can turn the page Hey, buddy, would you like to buy a watch real cheap Here on the street I got six on each arm and two more round my feet Life is a carnival--believe it or not Life is a carnival--two bits a shot Saw a man with the jinx in the third degree From trying to deal with people--people you can't see Take away, take away, this house of mirrors Give away, give away, all the souvenirs We're all in the same boat ready to float off the edge of the world The flat old world The street is a sideshow from the peddler to the corner girl Life is a carnival--it's in the book Life is a carnival--take another look Hey, buddy, would you like to buy a watch real cheap Here on the street I got six on each arm and two more round my feet Life is a carnival--believe it or not Life is a carnival--two bits a shot |
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from The Band - Rock of Ages (2001)
You can walk on the water, drown in the sand
You can fly off a mountaintop if anybody can Run away, run away--it's the restless age Look away, look away--you can turn the page Hey, buddy, would you like to buy a watch real cheap Here on the street I got six on each arm and two more round my feet Life is a carnival--believe it or not Life is a carnival--two bits a shot Saw a man with the jinx in the third degree From trying to deal with people--people you can't see Take away, take away, this house of mirrors Give away, give away, all the souvenirs We're all in the same boat ready to float off the edge of the world The flat old world The street is a sideshow from the peddler to the corner girl Life is a carnival--it's in the book Life is a carnival--take another look Hey, buddy, would you like to buy a watch real cheap Here on the street I got six on each arm and two more round my feet Life is a carnival--believe it or not Life is a carnival--two bits a shot |
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from The Band - Cahoots(Remastered) (1971)
Who robbed the cradle, who robbed the grave
Who's the one that asked to be saved No, wo-wo-wo no answer came I moved to the country that cried of shame I left my home and found a name No, nobody could explain Have mercy, cried the blacksmith How're you gonna replace human hands Found guilty, said the judge For not being in demand Frozen fingers at the keyboard Could this be the big reward No, no answer came Brought up everybody to see for themselves They wouldn't believe it from no one else No, nobody could explain Dead tongue said the poet To the daughter of burlesque Cocteau, Van Gogh and Geronimo They used up what was left Cry wolf, said the martyr I don't believe I'm alive You're the hero, said the mute And you're bound to survive |
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from The Band - Rock of Ages (2001)
Corn in the fields.
Listen to the rice when the wind blows 'cross the water, King Harvest has surely come. I work for the union 'cause she's so good to me; And I'm bound to come out on top, That's where I should be. I will hear every word the boss may say, For he's the one who hands me down my pay. Looks like this time I'm gonna get to stay, I'm a union man, now, all the way. The smell of the leaves, From the magnolia trees in the meadow, King Harvest has surely come. Dry summer, then comes fall, Which I depend on most of all. Hey, rainmaker, can't you hear my call? Please let these crops grow tall. Long enough I've been up on Skid Row And it's plain to see, I've nothing to show. I'm glad to pay those union dues, Just don't judge me by my shoes. Scarecrow and a yellow moon, And pretty soon a carnival on the edge of town, King Harvest has surely come. Last year, this time, wasn't no joke, My whole barn went up in smoke. My horse Jethro, well he went mad And I can't remember things bein' so bad. Then there comes a man with a paper and a pen Tellin' us our hard times are about to end. And then, if they don't give us what we like He said, "Men, that's when you gotta go on strike." Corn in the fields. Listen to the rice when the wind blows 'cross the water, King Harvest has surely come. ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By ROBERTSON, ROBBIE Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc. |
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from The Band - Music From Big Pink (1968)
Chorus:
I've got the key to the highway, Packed up and bound to go. I'm gonna leave here running, Cause walking is most too slow. I'm going back down to the border Where I must fairly go(?) Cause you ain't done nothing but Drive a good man away from home. So give me one more, one more kiss, baby Just before I go I'll be back out on the highway, That's the only place I know. And when the moon creeps over my room, honey, I'll be on my way. I'm gonna roam this old highway Until the break of day. Chorus. Well, its so long, so long, baby. I must say goodbye. I gotta roam, roam this highway Until the day I die. |
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from The Band - Music From Big Pink (1968)
Katie's been gone since the spring time;
She wrote one time'n sent her love Katie's been gone for such a long time now. I wonder what kind of love she's thinkin' of. Dear Katie, If you can hear me, I can't wait to have ya near me. Oh, Katie, since ya caught that bus, Well, I just don't know how things are with us. I'm still here and you're out there. Katie laughed when I said I was lonely. She said, there's no need t'feel that way. Katie said that I was her only one, But then I wonder why she didn't want to stay. Dear Katie, if I'm the only one, How much longer will you be gone? Oh, Katie, won't ya tell me straight: How much longer do I have to wait? I'll believe you, But please come through. I know it's wrong to be apart this long; You should be here, near me. (I'm not sure about those last two chords) Katie's been gone and now her face is slowly fading from my mind. She's gone to find some newer places, Left the old life far behind. Dear Katie, don't ya miss your home? I don't see why you had to roam. Dear Katie, since you've been away I lose a little something every day I need you here, but you're still out there. Dear Katie, please drop me a line, Just write, Love, to tell me you're fine. Oh, Katie, if you can hear me, I just can't wait to have you near me. I can only think Where are you, What ya do, may be there's someone new. |
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from The Band - The Last Waltz (1978)
It makes no difference where I turn
I can't get over you and the flame still burns It makes no difference, night or day The shadow never seems to fade away And the sun don't shine anymore And the rains fall down on my door Now there's no love As true as the love That dies untold But the clouds never hung so low before It makes no difference how far I go Like a scar, the hurt will always show And it makes no difference who I meet They're just a face in the crowd on a dead-end street And the sun don't shine anymore And the rains fall down on my door These old love letters Well, I just can't keep Just like the gambler says: "Read 'em and weep" And the dawn don't rescue me no more Without your love, I'm nothing at all Like an empty hall, it's a lonely fall Since you've gone it's a losing battle Stampeding cattle, they rattle the walls And the sun don't shine anymore And the rains fall down on my door Well, I love you so much That it's all I can do Just to keep myself from telling you That I never felt so alone before |
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from The Band - Music From Big Pink (1968)
Once I walked through the halls of a station
Someone called your name In the street I heard children laughing They all sound the same Wonder, could you ever know me Know the reason why I live Is there nothing you can show me Life seems so little to give Once I climbed up the face of a mountain And ate the wild fruit there Fell asleep until the moonlight woke me And I could taste your hair Isn't everybody dreaming! Then the voice I hear is real Out of all the idle scheming Can't we have something to feel Once upon a time leaves me empty Tomorrow never comes I could sing the sound of your laughter Still I don't know your name Must be some way to repay you Out of all the good you gave If a rumor should delay you Love seems so little to save |
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from The Band - Music From Big Pink (1968)
I never thought I'd need you
But now I find I'm wrong. Come on back, sweet mama, Back where you belong. I've gambled over this town And find that I can't win. Come on back and pick me up again. (Chorus): Now if I lose, Let me lose. I don't care How much I lose. If I lose a hundred dollars While I'm tryin' to win a dime, My baby, she's got money all the time. Of all the other girls I know, None can take your place. 'Cause when I get into a jam, They just ain't in this race. So come on back home, babe, Let's make another round. With you here by my side, babe, The deal just can't go down. (Chorus x2) |
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from The Band - Music From Big Pink (1968)
They say everything can be replaced They say every distance is not near So I remember every face Of every man who put me here I see my light come shining From the west down to the east Any day now, any day now I shall be released They say every man needs protection They say that every man must fall Yet I swear I see my reflection Somewhere so high above this wall I see my light come shining From the west down to the east Any day now, any day now I shall be released Now, yonder stands a man in this lonely crowd A man who swears he's not to blame All day long I hear him shouting so loud Just crying out that he was framed I see my light come shining From the west down to the east Any day now, any day now I shall be released |
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from The Band - The Last Waltz (1978)
They say everything can be replaced
They say every distance is not near So I remember every face Of every man who put me here I see my light come shinin' From the west down to the east Any day now, any day now I shall be released They say every man needs protection They say that every man must fall Yet I swear I see my reflection Somewhere so high above this wall I see my light come shinin' From the west down to the east Any day now, any day now I shall be released Now, yonder stands a man in this lonely crowd A man who swears he's not to blame All day long, I hear him shouting so loud Just crying out that he was framed I see my light come shinin' From the west down to the east Any day now, any day now I shall be released |
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They say everything can be replaced
They say every distance is not near So I remember every face Of every man who put me here I see my light come shinin' From the west down to the east Any day now, any day now I shall be released They say every man needs protection They say that every man must fall Yet I swear I see my reflection Somewhere so high above this wall I see my light come shinin' From the west down to the east Any day now, any day now I shall be released Now, yonder stands a man in this lonely crowd A man who swears he's not to blame All day long, I hear him shouting so loud Just crying out that he was framed I see my light come shinin' From the west down to the east Any day now, any day now I shall be released |
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from Taking Woodstock [ost] (2009)
They say everything can be replaced
They say every distance is not near So I remember every face Of every man who put me here I see my light come shinin' From the west down to the east Any day now, any day now I shall be released They say every man needs protection They say that every man must fall Yet I swear I see my reflection Somewhere so high above this wall I see my light come shinin' From the west down to the east Any day now, any day now I shall be released Now, yonder stands a man in this lonely crowd A man who swears he's not to blame All day long, I hear him shouting so loud Just crying out that he was framed I see my light come shinin' From the west down to the east Any day now, any day now I shall be released |
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