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Sure do miss you babe
You know it's been a while Way too long, since you been gone I'm almost out of style You treat me kind and gentle You're always on my mind A love that's true, I keep for you Until the end of time Someday you've got to come back Stay with me a while I'll take some time, to make you mine And keep you out of style |
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from J. J. Cale - Number 10 (1992)
Lonesome train, ride all day Lonesome train, ride all day Since i lost my woman, i lost my way Mr conductor, where is this train bound Mr conductor, where is this train bound Is it headed up, is it headed down Lucky for me, i'm on the sunny side Lucky for me, i'm on the sunny side Since i lost my woman, it's a lonesome ride Lonesome train, ride all day Lonesome train, ride all day Since i lost my woman, i lost my way |
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from J. J. Cale - Number 10 (1992)
I got the digital blues, my soul is just another number I got the digital blues, my soul is just another number You check it out, we're all the same You check it out, we're one again I got the digital blues, my soul is just another number Three forty-four point six, is that really me Three forty-four point six, you're kidding me How did we get into the shape we're in I check it out, I'm one again I got the digital blues, my soul is just another number In the year thirty-two thirty-two, how will they remember me In the year thirty-two thirty-two, how will they remember me My appetite will be a digital code Information in the new code I got the digital blues, my soul is just another number I got the digital blues, my soul is just another number |
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from J. J. Cale - Number 10 (1992)
Feeling in love, I want to testify Little time it will take me Feeling in love, I'm so satisfied From the love that you gave me The way you make my day The things you do and say Feeling in love, I'm so satisfied From the love that you gave me Feeling in love, I have no alibis No kitschy lines to say Only the truth, never no lies Feeling in love today You make all so light You make everything all right For your love, I'm so satisfied Feeling in love today To my life, you bring love You're a saint, I know You give to me love and joy From here it seems to flow For the times you were there When no-one else seemed to care For your love, I'm so satisfied Feeling in love today There is nothing to compare You always seem to share For your love, I'm so satisfied Feeling in love today Feeling in love today Feeling in love today Feeling in love today |
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from J. J. Cale - Number 10 (1992)
Many loves in a lifetime, they seem to go astray Many people come and go, they never seem to stay Sometimes i kid myself, then i realise I'm just living in an artificial paradise A hundred times, my hopes and dreams are blown into the air A thousand times, it always seems no one is really there Then i know i'm fooling myself, i'm not so wise I'm just living in an artificial paradise Plastic state of mind, superficial clothes Living in a vacuum, close to zero Sometimes i kid myself, then i realise I'm just living in an artificial paradise |
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from J. J. Cale - Number 10 (1992)
Whatever happened to ole what's-her-name She used to be the big part of my game Now she's gone, but her passion is still in me I still remember the way she wore her hair Man, we used to go most everywhere Now she's gone, but her passion still lies in me Some call her a shady lady, others around her All I know, is I'm sure glad I found her Even though she's gone, her passion still is in me They say she drifted on to another place You know I just can't forget her face Even though she's gone, her passion still lies in me |
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from J. J. Cale - Number 10 (1992)
A man knocked upon my door said "don't you know you're gonna die some day And i got a plan for you man, for when you pass away We'll give to your mother, your kids and your wife And all you have to give in return is your life" Take out some insurance, insurance today For tomorrow will come and take us away Two men were gamblin' in a parlour one night When a woman walked in with her dress up so tight She asked the two gentlemen would they fight for her name They got up and shot her and went back to their game Take out some insurance, insurance today For tomorrow will come and take us away This ain't no sad song, don't cry in your beer For one day will come and we won't be here Somebody else will take up our game Different place, different name Take out some insurance, insurance today For tomorrow will come and take us away For tomorrow will come and take us away |
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from J. J. Cale - Number 10 (1992)
Low-light moonlight comes through my window But these steel bars spoil the view You know that jailer thinks i'm guilty He don't know that i'm passing through Ain't no service in this prison Ain't no women i can see Doin' my time now, i been waiting For that jailer, set me free Lord that jailer, walks around here Like he owns my very soul You know that jailer's got the key Be so easy, let me go |
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from J. J. Cale - Number 10 (1992)
She is my low rider She is my low rider Some say she's bad, but she's better than no rider She carries a .45 on her hip She takes no bother, she takes no lip So put your hands on my rider today She is my low rider She is my low rider Some say she's bad, but she's better than no rider In the morning, I get my kicks When she shows me all her tricks A love of mine, you know she's fine, I say She is my low rider She is my low rider Some say she's bad, but she's better than no rider |
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from J. J. Cale - Number 10 (1992)
Traces of loving a life I remember Already grown by December By spring it was gone Traces of people and things, and places So much a part of my life Where did it go Time has brought some changes Caught us by surprise Where is the seed, that we need Keeps our love alive Traces of lines that lead back to nowhere Forgotten memories of yesteryear That's all gone Time has brought some changes Caught us by surprise Where is the seed, that we need Keeps our love alive Traces of lines that lead back to nowhere Forgotten memories of yesteryear That's all gone |
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from J. J. Cale - Number 10 (1992)
She hangs around with another guy
I met only yesterday He's a hard cold cooker, a fine looker He took that woman away He took my woman away She's in love, she's in love with another man That's the way it goes She's in love, she's in love with another man A hard cold cooker, he really shook her If you see her, it really shows He drives a fine set of wheels, let me tell you He's got diamonds in his ears He's a real jim-dandy, with her he's so handy Such a scene, make you break out in tears Such a scene, make you break out in tears She's in love, she's in love with another man That's the way it goes She's in love, she's in love with another man A hard cold cooker, he really shook her If you see her, it really shows If you see her, tell her I still love her No matter what, no matter when It will be a good day when he goes away And she comes back round again And she comes back round again She's in love, she's in love with some other man That's the way it goes She's in love, she's in love with another man A hard cold cooker, he really shook her If you see her, it really shows |
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from J. J. Cale - Number 10 (1992)
(J.J. Cale)
Down the road, and up the hill Round the bend, and behind the mill When just a kid i used to go To a place called shady grove That is where i first met her She changed my life with one just one word She called it love but i don't know I call it goin' down to shady grove Shady grove, shady grove In the middle of shady grove Sometimes we'd steal away at night All the same the feel was right There was no city, there was no town 'cause shady grove was all around We'd just lay down look up and see The vast expanse of the old, old tree When our love had turned to lust Shady grove would cover us Shady grove, shady grove In the middle of shady grove No one would ever come by We were young and very shy It seemed to wrap around us both The place we called shady grove Not long ago to my surprise I seemed to have to go back I went back to that same old spot The trees were gone - it's a parking lot Shady grove, shady grove In the middle of shady grove |
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from J. J. Cale - Number 10 (1992)
Jump in woman, now the jumpin' is right I'm the kind of man don't sleep at night Heart gets a-beatin' when a place sound funky I gotta roll on, Mama Things been movin' too slow Hesitatin', reservatin', making my move Rotatin', motivatin', I gotta go Feet keep a-walking and your mouth keep a-talking, you know I gotta roll on, Mama Things been movin' too slow Until you measure my height and my size If I don't die runnin', I won't be alive Give me my things, show me to the door I gotta roll on, Mama I can't hang no more I take your Cadillac DeVille with a continental kit Rollin' down the highway, and then I feel Fakin', shakin', that's all I know I gotta roll on, Mama Things been movin' too slow |
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from J. J. Cale - Troubadour (1983)
(J.J. Cale)
I'm a gypsy man on a one-night stand Am I fit to be loved by you I'm with a gypsy van, just travelling the land They'll be leaving in the morning, I'll be leaving too Things like love don't tie me down I just spread my love around Like small change on girls I don't know I'm a gypsy man on a one-night stand Gonna have some fun before I have to go Don't you cry and don't you weep Close your eyes and go to sleep I've had you in my arms too long What fortunes did I bring, golden earrings When you wake up in the morning I'll be gone Things like love don't tie me down I just spread my love around Like small change on girls I don't know I'm a gypsy man on a one-night stand |
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from J. J. Cale - Troubadour (1983)
Days are longer
By yourself You sold your soul to someone else Now you're paying, can't you see You want to pass it back to me Told you once, told you twice When you're gone don't expect to come back Things don't work out like I planned 'Cause you've got yourself another man Danger signal, danger ahead I know you'd be better if you thought If you thought I was dead I won't tell you, I won't tell you no lie I'll come back and haunt you as another guy Things don't work out like I planned them 'Cause you've got yourself another man |
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from J. J. Cale - Troubadour (1983)
Mmm, mmm, mmm
Let me do it to you Mmm, mmm, mmm Let me do it to you Mmm, mmm, mmm Let me do it to you Mmm, mmm, mmm Let me do it to you Mmm, mmm, mmm Let me do it to you Mmm, mmm, mmm Let me do it to you Mmm, mmm, mmm Let me do it to you Mmm, mmm, mmm Let me do it to you |
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from J. J. Cale - Troubadour (1983)
Cherry, I'd like to love you
Cherry, will you love me too Someday I will take you away That's all I want to do I'll love you forever, Cherry Will you love me too Sweet as a morning sunrise Fresh as a mountain dew Someday I will love you Cherry, will you love me too I need you forever Cherry, will you need me too I'll love you forever Cherry, will you love me too Cherry, will you love me too |
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from J. J. Cale - Troubadour (1983)
Oh Baby, you got me on so bad
I think that you're the wickedless woman that I ever had Sometimes you make me feel so complete You take away my troubles, put my mind at ease Oooh baby, you're up to your old tricks I've got something wrong right here and I know that you can fix Sometimes you treat me like I was your natural man I come down here to you, babe, every chance I can Baby, you feel so good to me I do believe that you take away my misery Sometimes I wonder if you understand The way you handle yourself, woman, has got me on again |
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from J. J. Cale - Closer To You (2003)
(J.J. Cale)
Early in the morning, about a quarter to four Me and my girlfriend walkin' out the door We're heading for the car and we got right in And that's when I noticed the shape she was in She turned to me and said right out Let's steer it awhile, let's steer it about Take the long way home, take the long way home Make this night last Well we drove down town and up in the woods We drove around and around till I understood I was holding the wheel, she was making out And all this time I was driving about She was fondling my hair and hugging my neck And all I was thinking was, oh what the heck Take the long way home, take the long way home Make this night last I was looking in the mirror and to my surprise There was two big red lights shining in my eyes I pull over and he drove alongside And out of his car and up to my right He looked at her and she looked at him And the next thing I noticed he got right in Take the long way home, take the long way home Make this night last Take the long way home, take the long way home Take the long way home, take the long way home Make this night last |
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from J. J. Cale - Closer To You (2003)
(J.J. Cale)
Tried busking down in Frisco, tried dancin' in LA I played the blues in Chicago, boy I ran home in Santa Fe I played guitar for many men, signed a deal or two And all I ever got from them is the sho-biz blues I got hot chicks down in Texas, no work in Alabam' Snowed in out on Belibor you were always in a jam Worked carnivals down in Georgia, night clubs attitude And all I ever got from them is the sho-biz blues Well the manager's got no money, the bookers had no jobs The record man he fell asleep, he says I look like a slob The bus breaks down and the motel's bad you're always in a stew You can't quit you're too far gone, you got the sho-biz blues I tried to love the ladies everywhere I went When I got down and out they wouldn't ever pay my rent If you crave your neighbour lights, the spotlight's right on you When it's time to get the catch with the sho-biz blues Now you can't sleep till two o'clock, you ain't no millionaire This entertaining lifestyle just seems to go nowhere You write a song it seems OK, they say it's nothin' new It don't take long to find you've got the sho-biz blues |
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from J. J. Cale - Closer To You (2003)
Slower baby wind it down
Go slower baby, when you move around It's the rule of not to lead It's the friction not the heat If you hold it right back You're on the right track Go slower baby, when you ride inside the sound Slower baby just let it slide When you roll a thing, you know it's gonna swing Put my mind at ease, you know you're such a tease Slower baby, just let it flow Go slower baby, you can make it grow Chill it to the womb let me drive it home Anticipation relaxation Slower baby Go slower baby Slower baby, wind it down Go slower baby, when you move around Slower baby Go slower baby Slower baby Go slower baby |
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from J. J. Cale - Closer To You (2003)
(J.J. Cale)
Down along the palm trees, in a south kind of bay There was a young woman, walked the beach every day She had long dark hair and a high heeled size She was full in the bosom, with dark brown eyes A devil's woman With the devil's curse Satan's lady She was the devil's nurse Fortune-teller sister long and bred Lay down next to you and stroke your head She had a way about her, it's hard to explain Brings chills to your body and blood to your veins A devil's woman With the devil's curse Satan's lady She was the devil's nurse She can make the sun rise and the sun set and the blues go away Turn light into darkness and night into day She was from a casualty sector, lost in the night A bonafide spiritual lady, a congo's delight A devil's woman With the devil's curse Satans' lady She was the Devil's nurse |
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from J. J. Cale - Closer To You (2003)
Cry me a tune in the morning, sing me the blues every night
Tell me that you really love me baby, and everything is alright Let me know how you're feeling, it don't even have to be true Just love me for ever, baby baby treat me like you used to Home, I've been away from home, I'm a travelling man Welcome me back any time, you are the only one who can Tell me that you really love me, even if it ain't true Just do anything, baby baby treat me like you used to Home, I've been away from home, I'm a travelling man Welcome me back any time, you are the only one who can Tell me that you really love me, even if it ain't true But do anything, baby baby treat me like you used to |
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from J. J. Cale - Closer To You (2003)
Well we're living on borrowed time, Lord
Can you give us another day Yes we're living on borrowed time, Lord Can you give us another day Our chance of survival is slim, it's what they say Yes we're living on borrowed time, Lord Can you give us another day We gotta hold ourselves together, but there ain't no guarantee We gotta hold ourselves together, but there ain't no guarantee Our chance of survival is slim, many plea We gotta hold ourselves together, but there ain't no guarantee Yes I've seen many people down on their knees to pray Yes I've seen many people on their knees to pray They say our chance of survival is slim, it's what they say Yes we're living on borrowed time, Lord Can you give us another day |
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from J. J. Cale - Closer To You (2003)
(J.J. Cale)
I'll find my way back to the rose in the garden I'll find my way back to her sweet arms I'll find my way back to the rose in the garden I'll find my way back to her little charms Wasting my life, just dreaming away No never again will I ever stray I'll find my way back to the rose in the garden I'll find my way back to her sweet arms Wasting my life, just dreaming away No never again will I ever stray I'll find my way back to the rose in the garden I'll find my way back to her sweet arms |
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from J. J. Cale - Closer To You (2003)
Brown dirt, stickin' to my fingers
Brown dirt, clingin' to my feet Brown dirt, Mississippi bottom land Pickin' that cotton for the man down the street Brown dirt, raisin' his vegetables Brown dirt, growin' his grass Brown dirt, walkin' down the pathway Pickin' that cotton now I hope it is my last Brown dirt, somebody told me, be the last place you lay Brown dirt, cover my body I'll soon be the cotton that's grown another day Brown dirt wet, you're sinkin' Brown dirt dry, you dust Brown dirt, I've been thinkin' We'll all come to you and we won't be the first Brown dirt, somebody told me, be the last place you lay Cover my body I'll soon be the cotton that's grown another day If a stick moves, it's a snake If a water is still, it's a lake If you harm yourself, you know it hurts Final destination, brown dirt |
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from J. J. Cale - Closer To You (2003)
Shirley down the street she gets so lonesome
She calls around to men on the phone, some Hopin' one will show up at her door She don't care, just where they come from Where they've been, just if they want some Give it to her straight, she want to score She needs hard love Hard love She wants a hard love, just to make her day Handsome Bill sales cars for a livin' He's not the takin' kind, he's the givin' He likes his women real firm, and real tight Bill don't want no conversations, small talk or consultations He don't want no long relation just one night He needs a hard love He wants a hard love He needs a hard love, to make his day Chances are if you're feeling lonely And you miss your one and only You'll only care for that easy exercise You know what I'm talkin' about That no feeling in and out You gonna have to improvise If you want a hard love You need a hard love Hard love |
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from J. J. Cale - Closer To You (2003)
Wish i was a stocking clanging to your thigh
Everytime you'd move around i'd view you walking by Wish i was your underwear hanging around your waist Everytime you'd shake that thing i'd get a little taste Closer, closer, closer to you Closer, got to get closer, closer to you If i was a pair of boots i wouldn't have to beg I'd be satisfied just being around your leg When i am dreaming it takes so many trips I'd pretend that i'm a stick to decorate your lips Closer, closer, closer to you Closer, got to get closer, closer to you If i am a necklace hanging down your front When you feel the time was right i'd notice what you want Wish i was a silk shirt draped around your back Right next to your skin tryin' to make contact Closer, closer, closer to you Closer, closer, closer to you If i had my wishes, if i had my way I'd be all the same to you, each and everyday Closer, closer, closer to you Closer, closer, closer to you |
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from J. J. Cale - Guitar Man (2003)
(J.J. Cale)
Death in the wilderness It's a hopeless case I guess Who's looking out for the wilder side It will soon all be gone You can tell it won't be long We'll find the wilderness has died We'll be the lonely one Concrete, plastic human throng Tellin' one another have you heard the news We'll mow it down, we'll rape the ground 'Til there's nothing left to abuse The rabbit, he'll be gone The bird will sing no song The wolf, the bear, the lion too The insect far and near, creatures like the deer We'll put in cages at the zoo Death in the wilderness It's a hopeless case I guess Who's looking out for the wilder side It will soon all be gone You can tell it won't be long We'll find the wilderness has died The stream will all dry out The fish, gone no doubt We'll have no animals to fear The tree will be no more We'll use it to build the store Mountain scene will disappear These changes takin' place Will affect the human race We'll all know it when it's gone God save this planet now We've got to help somehow We've left it happen way too long Death in the wilderness It's a hopeless case I guess Who's looking out for the wilder side It will soon all be gone You can tell it won't be long We'll find the wilderness has died We'll find the wilderness has died |
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from J. J. Cale - Guitar Man (2003)
(J.J. Cale)
It's hard to tell With a casual look Can you read his mind Like an open book When you cross the room Can you feel his eyes Is he the one Gonna make your night It's hard to tell Where your next love lies It's hard to tell If the feeling's there Do you seize the moment Or should you beware Is he the one Does it feel just right When you're face to face Should you act surprised It's hard to tell Where your next love lies Will he want your number Will he want your name Are you going to panic Or play the game Will he call tomorrow Will he call tonight It's hard to tell Where your next love lies It's hard to tell If he's for real Mysterious ways He makes you feel Is he the one Does it feel just right It's hard to tell Where your next love lies |
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from J. J. Cale - Guitar Man (2003)
(J.J. Cale)
When you light that funny cigarette Would you pass it back to me I'm feeling a little down and out And it'll keep me company I'm just a long lost sinner Living life here on the line I'll give it right back to you I know it's not really mine Now don't put it out, not right yet It's burning pretty good Maybe I'll have one more toke D'you think I should? OO-oo, days go by I just sit around and get real high OO-oo, what a glow I just hang out, they come and go Hey, the walls are starting to move The floor is way down there What a buzz it is There's electricity in the air Boy, I'm feeling really gone I'm feeling really cool I think I'll have another one I'm just another fool You know they say it's illegal But what isn't these days No matter what you do There'll be somebody on your case OO-oo, days go by It just seems like I sit around and get high OO-oo, shame on me They're going to put me in a penitentiary I must not be together Look at the shape I'm in I just know people are saying "He's looking awful thin!" I guess I can count my blessings Though I've always been this way I guess I'll quit tomorrow Maybe another day OO-oo, days go by I guess I'll sit around and get real high You know time has no absolute It's a just seems like it's spent Everything has a tendency to be so warped and bent While looking here and there I'm surprised to see Everybody's gone here Everybody's gone but me OO-oo, days go by I just sit around and get real high OO-oo, what a glow I just hang out, they come and go |
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from J. J. Cale - Guitar Man (2003)
(J.J. Cale)
Low down, low down dirty shame Low down, low down dirty shame I've had nothing but the blues Since I heard your name No more, no more blues today No more, no more blues today I've been fond of you baby But you got me crying everyday I've been waiting, waiting so long for you Waiting, waiting so long for you It was good news sometimes And then sometimes, it was bad news Low down, low down dirty shame Low down, low down dirty shame I've had nothing but the blues Since I heard your name I've been crying, crying, crying all night long Crying, crying all night long I had nothing but the blues Since you came along Low down, low down dirty shame Low down, low down dirty shame |
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from J. J. Cale - Guitar Man (2003)
(J.J. Cale)
This town I live in ain't fit for man or beast This town I live in ain't fit for man or beast There's a man down here, a man down there They all want to rob you or take you somewhere This town I live in ain't fit for man or beast I'm going down to the store, boy And get myself a dog I'm going down to the store, boy And get myself a dog I'm going to chain, chain, chain him Up to my fence Make him bark, bark, bark Understand my French I'm going down to the store, boy And get myself a dog If I had a hundred dollars I'd buy myself a gun If I had a hundred dollars I'd buy myself a gun I'd stick it out the door And wait for an attack I'll need somebody just to cover my back If I had a hundred dollars I'd buy myself a gun The moral of the story You better watch where you go The moral of the story, boy You better watch out where you go They'll get you in the morning They'll get you at night Some, then want to rob you But most, they want to fight This town I live in, I got to go This town I live in This town I live in, I got to go |
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from J. J. Cale - Guitar Man (2003)
(J.J. Cale)
Guitar man, tell me what your secret is Tell me please, can you put my mind at ease When you're standing in the spotlight With all the girls around I was wondering how you do it How you make that sound, guitar man Tell me what your secret is Tell me please, can you put my mind at ease Your fingers move so swiftly Across those silver strings It looks so nice and easy How you make it sing, guitar man Tell me what your secret is Tell me please, can you put my mind at ease Guitar man, in a guitar jam Playing low, playing slow Playing loud, working the crowd Playing high, you seem to fly Guitar man, tell me what your secret is Uh, hey man, have you seen my Stratocaster Hand me that Gibson over there, will you Let my try your Martin, man Do you mind Plug it in that Marshall Turn it up a little bit louder |
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from J. J. Cale - Guitar Man (2003)
If I had me a rocket
I'd fly off to the moon If I had me a rocket, boy I'd fly off to the moon It's getting so crowded here I can't find no room People, lots of people Coming out of the walls People, lots of people Coming out of the walls When there's too many people Ain't no room at all You can't hide out no more Satellite will track you down You can't hide out no more Satellite will track you down You can't run from your neighbors There's a neighbors all around If I had me a rocket I'd fly off to the moon If I had me a rocket, boy I'd fly off to the moon It's getting so crowded here I can't find no room |
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from J. J. Cale - Guitar Man (2003)
(J.J. Cale)
Got me a woman, boy she's fine Love me in the morning, love me at night One thing about her I think is cool A perfect woman, she's got no rules Soft to the touch, silky smooth She got everything a man could use Ain't no doubt about it, when we make love She's good down under, she's good up above She's a perfect woman, she's fine I want to make love to her all the time Perfect woman, when we make love She's good down under, she's good up above She's a-ready, she's a-willin' She's got that thing Ordinary man Feel like a king She's got her hand on love for sure Forget your troubles, boy She's got the cure She's a perfect woman She's fine I want to make love to her all the time Perfect woman, when we make love She's good down under, she's good up above She's a perfect woman When we make love She's good down under, she's good up above |
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from J. J. Cale - Guitar Man (2003)
I had an old dog, and his name was Blue
Bet your life he was a good dog too Blue chased a possum up a hollow limb Possum won, got the best of him Bye-bye Blue You good dog, you Bye-bye Blue You good dog, you Blue he died, and he died so hard He shook the ground in my backyard We lowered him down with a golden chain Every link we'd call his name Bye-bye Blue You good dog, you Bye-bye Blue You good dog, you My old Blue was a good old hound You could hear him holler for miles around When I get to heaven, first thing I'll do I'll grab my horn and call Old Blue Bye-bye Blue You good dog, you Bye-bye Blue You good dog, you Bye-bye Blue You good dog, you Bye-bye Blue You good dog, you Bye-bye Blue |
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from J. J. Cale - Guitar Man (2003)
(J.J. Cale)
Well my heart ain't in it My mind is blank Can't seem to function Can't seem to think Doctor told me cure your ills Get yourself a woman boy that'll pay your bills Have her clean your house, make your bed Rub your bottom down, hold your head Get yourself a lover, a friend and a wife Get yourself a woman boy, get yourself a life Doctor told me Doctor told me Doctor told me get yourself a life Well, I got out on the street and I looked around here come a woman, she was fine and brown I said "Come here baby, my name is Bob I'm a long, tall lover, but I ain't got no job" Doctor told me (I told her) Doctor told me Doctor told me get yourself a life Well she looked at me with a sparkle in her eye Told me I was crazy, told me I was high "Get outta here", she said, "or I'll cut you with my knife" You better be gone boy, get yourself a life Doctor told me Doctor told me (I told her) Doctor told me get yourself a life Here I'm standin' 'round a lonesome old house Ain't got nobody, ain't got no spouse I sure fell bad, i sure feel blue One thing I sure feel, I'm sure needin' you Doctor told me Doctor told me Doctor told me get yourself a life |
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from J. J. Cale - Guitar Man (2003)
(J.J. Cale)
Miss ol' St. Louie, wish I was back Picking my guitar by the railroad track All them pretty womens, hangin' 'round me Miss ol' St. Louie, how it used to be Mississippi River, water so deep Running down to Memphis on to New Orleans Trying to hustle quarters, nickels, and dimes Ol' St. Louie's where I spent my time Standing on the corner with my old wooden box Watching them steam boats gather at the dock Cotton and tobacco and people for sale Trying to stay clear of the St. Louie jail Strumming to the rythm of an old freight train Ol' St. Louie's where I played my game Ain't no doubt about it, wish I was back Picking my guitar by the railroad track All them pretty womens, hangin' 'round me Miss ol' St. Louie, how it used to be |
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from J. J. Cale - Guitar Man (2003)
Words that we say could all be lies someday
Scattered to the wind, I don't know Things that we trust could crumble into dust No one can really say it ain't so When you go over a mountain When you're looking down the road When you think you're going backwards It's all in vain, it seems insane When you ask, nobody knows If our actions seem in doubt By the way we move about Seems like we're always on the run Our mark is just a scratch Like holding up a match And trying to see the burn against the sun When we're going over a mountain When we're looking down the road If you think you're going backwards It's all in vain, it seems insane When you ask, nobody knows When all our days are gone You can catch us with a song Something that seemed almost right We've known love and joy Eternity's been our toy Something to play with in the night When we're going over a mountain When we're looking down the road If you think you're going backwards It's all in vain, it seems insane When you ask, nobody knows When I go over my mountain When I'm looking down the road If I think I'm going backwards It's all in vain, it seems insane When I ask, nobody knows |
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from J. J. Cale - Live [live] (2003)
(J.J. Cale)
The old man he catches the fish in the morning He rides the river every day I go down to the bank and I holler when he passes "Hey, old man, are they biting today" "Hey, old man, are they biting today" I wake up in the morning, thinking 'bout my troubles I go down to the water and they pass away And when the old man comes a-floating down the river "Hey, old man, are they biting today" "Hey, old man, are they biting today" Now here we've got a thing that keeps on rolling It ain't heavy, don't take it that way The old man and me, we got a good thing going He gets his fish and I sit all day He catches fish and I sit all day |
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from J. J. Cale - Live [live] (2003)
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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from J. J. Cale - Live [live] (2003)
(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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from J. J. Cale - Live [live] (2003)
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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from J. J. Cale - Live [live] (2003)
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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from J. J. Cale - Live [live] (2003)
(J.J. Cale)
I hear a whistle, I hear a moan Must be my baby coming home She's been down in Tupelo Singing that river boat song She is a dancer, a river queen She'll teach them gamblers most anything She's been down in Tupelo Singing that river boat song Many nights I spend alone Many days there ain't nobody home Many times I wish she was here Yeah, that river boat whistle blows I know she's getting near River captain, bring my baby home I get so lonesome since she's been gone She's been down in Tupelo Working the river boat song Many nights I spend alone Many days there ain't nobody home Many times I wish she was here Yeah, that river boat whistle blows I know she's getting near River captain, bring my baby home I get so lonesome since she's been gone She's been down in Tupelo Working the river boat song |
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from J. J. Cale - Live [live] (2003)
Don't ask me no questions I'll tell you no lies
I was born in a freight train passin' by My mother was poor, my father too I'll take anything I can get from you I did not make this old world, I'm just livin' here too Been shot three times runnin', cut with a knife I got four children working, ain't got no wife Well, the landlord is callin', I'm overdue If you don't watch my fingers I'll put the touch on you I did not make this old world, I'm just livin' here too I didn't make this old world, I'm just livin' here too Turn around slowly, look behind I'm comin' from nowhere and not by design I didn't make this old world, I'm just livin' here too I didn't make this old world, I'm just livin' here too |
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from J. J. Cale - Live [live] (2003)
(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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from J. J. Cale - Live [live] (2003)
(J.J. Cale)
Well, you can talk to the governor, talk to a prince Talk to a preacher or the president Some people lie, some people lie and deceive When they say one thing, they mean something else completely I had me a woman, love me to the end Two days later she was with another man Some people lie, some people lie and deceive But sometime later, they'll get theirs, yes sirree Well, I bought me a new car, a lemon, no doubt The wheels fell off, the salesman he was out People lie, people lie and deceive When they say one thing, they mean something else completely The bottom line, you understand When some people talk, you can't believe what they're saying People lie, people lie and deceive When they say one thing, they mean something else completely |
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from J. J. Cale - Live [live] (2003)
(J.J. Cale)
Humdinger, she loves to lick my finger Humdinger, she loves to lick my finger She rolls it 'round her tongue like a natural thing She makes me feel like I'm a natural king Humdinger, she loves to lick my finger She got lips around me, painted red She close her eyes when she rolls her head Humdinger, she loves to lick my finger Humdinger, she loves to lick my finger |
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from J. J. Cale - Live [live] (2003)
(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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from J. J. Cale - Live [live] (2003)
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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from J. J. Cale - Live [live] (2003)
(J.J. Cale)
Low-down way you're feeling, the sexy things you do Baby, baby, baby, let me talk to you I just love to whisper in your sexy ear Tell you that I love you, take away your fear Destroy your inhibitions, ridin' back the day Low-down, slow down, keeping low down in that funky way Higher, higher, higher, how high can you go Ride me high this morning, ride me high some more The way you move your body, it is a crying shame I won't tell nobody if you will do the same If you leave tomorrow, one thing that's for sure The more you get, the more you've got, the more you want some more Higher, higher, higher, how high can you go Ride me high this morning, ride me high some more Higher, higher, higher, how high can you go Ride me high this morning, ride me high some more |
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from J. J. Cale - Grasshopper (1995)
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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from J. J. Cale - Grasshopper (1995)
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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from J. J. Cale - Grasshopper (1995)
I ain't high on cocaine
I don't need the pain It's bad for your brain and that's true I ain't droppin' no names I ain't playin' no games I'm just one step ahead of the blues One step ahead of the blues From Memphis to Reno From New York to Tokyo I'll try to come through for you I won't do you in I ain't no fairweather friend I'm just one step ahead of the blues One step ahead of the blues I don't rob, I don't steal I ain't beggin' no meal I ain't driven to drink, I'm no fool I don't run with the crowd I don't talk big and loud I'm just one step ahead of the blues One step ahead of the blues I've been under a spell I ain't been feelin' well I've been in a shell, and that's true Dealin' with a curse But it couldn't be worse I've been one step ahead of the blues One step ahead of the blues |
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from J. J. Cale - Grasshopper (1995)
Every time I stop awhile
Think about your sweet smile I can't do nothing else all day The way that you wink your eye Every time you walk by Baby what can I say You keep me hanging on I can't get nothing else on When the evening rolls around And there ain't nobody around Baby, I think of you Of all the stars at night None can match the brilliant light That I see in your eyes The humble warmth, the glow Baby child I know, I still think of you You keep me hanging on I can't get nothing else on If I could hold you just one time Stop that moment in my mind |
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from J. J. Cale - Grasshopper (1995)
Downtown L.A. is a depressing place
You can see young men with deep lines in their face They could all be something if somebody cared But nobody knows they're even down there Old woman walking with a sack on her back Picking up the garbage people put out back Men down there trying to walk the line Trading their soul for a bottle of wine In the inner city it ain't no good It's a long, long way from Hollywood Bad kind of people got a hold of the street They got something that the poor people need At two in the morning they bust your head Fat chance walking you'll end up dead It' the law of the jungle with a gun and a knife If you stay long enough you lose your life Man down there he couldn't be lying He was sleeping in the street and he couldn't keep from crying Said he'd been there for twenty one years Through the bars and the brawls and the blues and the tears Prop up the front the back falls down All around the canyons of L.A. town When he asked me for a dollar I looked him in his face Downtown L.A. is a depressing place |
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from J. J. Cale - Grasshopper (1995)
Well you can't live here like this anymore
No you can't live here like this anymore No you can't live here like this Cause your man he ain't gonna like it No you can't live here like this anymore What's your mama gonna say about you when you get home What's your mama gonna say about you when you get home She's gonna whip your butt for sure now She's gonna wonder what you do now What's your mama gonna say about you when you get home You better slip on across that fence where you belong You better get on back there quick before they know you're gone No you can't live here like this Cause your people ain't gonna like it No you can't live here like this anymore |
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from J. J. Cale - Grasshopper (1995)
Had me a woman down in Tennessee
Boy she used to love me Free fever got me and I had to go I never seen that woman no more New York City is a place I been I was there one time with a travellin' band Young girl there wanted me to stay I think she wanted me to pay Roll it out, roll it in Here we go down the road again Drifters life is a drifters wife Don't say I didn't tell you so Travellin' man now he don't know Only what he hears on the radio Politics and money don't bother him Only good lookin' women and a bottle of gin Portland, Oregon, to the Mexican line Boy let me tell you the women are fine If you don't hang around there very long They'll never ever know you're gone Roll it out, roll it in Here we go down the road again Drifters life is a drifters wife Don't say I didn't tell you so |
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from J. J. Cale - Grasshopper (1995)
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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from J. J. Cale - Grasshopper (1995)
Look here we got a thing going on
Never fear we got a thing going on Ain't nothing to it Got to get down and do it I tell you the truth Ain't jivin' you Lord, Lord, we got a thing going on Something in this place It's on every face It's catching fever You just can't leave her Look here we got a thing going on Never fear we got a thing going on What we gonna do We're gonna roll through Do it right, keep it light Lord, Lord, we got a thing going on Look here we got a thing going on Never fear we got a thing going on |
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from J. J. Cale - Grasshopper (1995)
Nobody but you in my dreams at night
Nobody but you in my thoughts Nobody but you in my dreams at night Without you I am lost Without you I am lost Can't seem to sleep after the sun goes down Walking the streets is all I do If you ever look you'll find me hanging 'round Nobody but you, nobody but you Without you I am lost Nobody but you in my dreams at night Nobody but you in my thoughts Nobody but you in my dreams at night Without you I am lost |
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from J. J. Cale - Grasshopper (1995)
Mississippi River railroad track
Want to go to Memphis get my baby back Get me a motorcycle take off tomorrow If it don't run I'll get me a car Fill that car with gasoline Do anything just to see her again Mississippi River railroad track Want to go to Memphis get my baby back Walking down the highway Thumbing down the road Got to get there How I don't know Uphill, downhill, just around the bend Got to go to Memphis see my baby again Leaving in the morning I cannot wait Got to go to Memphis See my baby today Get me a ticket fly on a cloud Airplane, airplane help me out Mississippi River railroad track Want to go to Memphis get my baby back |
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from J. J. Cale - Grasshopper (1995)
Does your mama like to reggae
Does your mama like to reggae Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Does your mama like to reggae You gotta come on home to the city Down in Jamaica way Better come home to the city Down in Jamaica way Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Does she dance it for you daily Watch it, watch it Does she dance it for you daily when you want it Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Does your mama like to reggae Does your mama like to reggae |
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from J. J. Cale - Shades (1995)
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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from J. J. Cale - Shades (1995)
I knew a man, made a heavy move
He shot his wife, his best friend too They put him away in a deep dark dungeon Where the sun don't never shine I knew a woman, had a jealous mind She got a man, she caught him lying They put her away in a deep dark dungeon Where the sun don't never shine A friend of mine, he got five years For selling dope and bootleg beers They put him away in a deep dark dungeon Where the sun don't never shine Oh, Sleepy John had one vice He liked to cheat at cards and dice They put him away in a deep dark dungeon Where the sun don't never shine |
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from J. J. Cale - Shades (1995)
(J.J. Cale)
You don't come here too often You make my day when you come around You know I love you something awful You're a diamond I have found Wish I had not said that, baby If I could only close you out of my mind Sunset passes oh so sweetly Gives a man just time to think Frees the image of your body Fantasy is just a blink Wish I had not said that, baby If I could only close you out of my mind It don't matter what you're into If I could taste you once again Feel the pain and the pleasure We could make it to the end Wish I had not said that, baby If I could only close you out of my mind |
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from J. J. Cale - Shades (1995)
(J.J. Cale)
Yes, I've been moving to the highway Rambling man keeps rambling on Yes, I've been moving to the highway Rambling man keeps rambling on Well, you can't seem to see it my way Pack my jack and I'll be gone I said trouble, trouble follows easy Follows me everywhere I go Trouble, trouble follows easy Follows me everywhere I go I can't seem to shake old trouble Trouble got me down Lord, I woke this morning feeling hazy My good gal she done left and gone Yes, I woke this morning feeling hazy My good gal she done left and gone She said I was dumb and lazy Ain't no truth in that at all |
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from J. J. Cale - Shades (1995)
(J.J. Cale)
You don't love her like I love her You don't treat her like I do You don't tell her the things I tell her I can't see her walking with you Who you foolin', fooly-fooling Who you foolin' with that jive You don't take her like I take her You don't care if she lives or dies I don't mean to talk in trouble I don't mean to bend your ear You just leave her standing lonely If you leave her, leave her here, leave her here |
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from J. J. Cale - Shades (1995)
(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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from J. J. Cale - Shades (1995)
(J.J. Cale)
Yeah, you come home in the morning, your hair's all a mess You've been out all night, you've got wrinkles in your dress You give me the runaround All day long you give me the runaround When you say something here, you mean something there You give me the runaround Same thing yesterday, same thing the day before Woman, it does get pretty doggone old You give me the runaround All day long you give me the runaround You give me the runaround, woman, I'm getting tired of that Hey, you told me last Sunday you were gonna straighten it out You know, woman, it's time I started having my doubts Such a runaround You've been stepping on me, woman, running 'round like that |
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from J. J. Cale - Shades (1995)
(J.J. Cale)
Well, I quit my high living just for you Made you number one while I was number two Set the weight of a hangman, to keep you satisfied Times you dogged around on me and lied, lied, lied What do you expect Caviar and candlelight What do you expect Champagne every night Well, you come home in the morning, quarter to two Slide into the bedroom, want me to make love to you I can take your jiving, can play it all cool But I can't keep from knowing you think I'm a fool, fool, fool What do you expect Santa Claus at Christmas time What do you expect Bouquet of roses for your time Yeah, now two days been gone since you been here You've been hanging out, I don't know, I don't care Change my way of living, gotta be stepping out that door You won't find me here when you come back for more What do you expect Cadillac and a chauffeur too What do you expect Just another fool for you Sometimes we do it and sometimes we don't I can't wait no longer just to get to the point What do you expect Beating my head against the wall What do you expect You want to take it all |
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from J. J. Cale - Shades (1995)
Love has been gone
Gone so long there's nothing new I say our love has been gone Gone so long there's nothing new How does it feel Not too good It ain't real but it's understood That our love has been gone Gone so long there's nothing new It ain't the same, it's just a game we play Why do we keep on going through it every day The good lord up above Only he knows what happened to our sweet love Love has been gone Gone so long there's nothing new How does it feel Not too good It ain't real but it's understood That our love has been gone |
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from J. J. Cale - Troubadour (1983)
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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from J. J. Cale - Troubadour (1983)
(J.J. Cale)
Travelin' light, is the only way to fly Travelin' light, just you and I One-way ticket to ecstasy Way on down, follow me Travelin' light, we can go beyond Travelin' light, we can catch the wind Travelin' light, let your mind pretend We can go to paradise Maybe once, maybe twice Travelin' light, is the only way to fly We can go to paradise Maybe once, maybe twice Travelin' light, is the only way to fly |
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from J. J. Cale - Troubadour (1983)
You don't look like my baby
And you don't feel quite the same You don't touch quite like my woman But you got something I can't explain The way you wear your clothes drives me crazy The way you walk around, just hanging 'round I can't stand it, what you're doing You got something I can't live without The way you wear your clothes drives me crazy The way you walk around, just hanging out I can't stand it, what you're doing You got something I can't live without |
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from J. J. Cale - Troubadour (1983)
(J.J. Cale)
Low-down way you're feeling, the sexy things you do Baby, baby, baby, let me talk to you I just love to whisper in your sexy ear Tell you that I love you, take away your fear Destroy your inhibitions, ridin' back the day Low-down, slow down, keeping low down in that funky way Higher, higher, higher, how high can you go Ride me high this morning, ride me high some more The way you move your body, it is a crying shame I won't tell nobody if you will do the same If you leave tomorrow, one thing that's for sure The more you get, the more you've got, the more you want some more Higher, higher, higher, how high can you go Ride me high this morning, ride me high some more Higher, higher, higher, how high can you go Ride me high this morning, ride me high some more |
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from J. J. Cale - Troubadour (1983)
First time I seen you, I knew
You had come undone for someone mistreated you The ringing in your ears, the salt in your tears Yes, I know I would feel sick at a dirty deal, yes I do Some bright morning, the sun will shine again Some bright morning, start all over again Hold on, you've got to hold on If nothing is real, I know how it feels, yes I do Hold on, when everything is gone I know how it feels to get a dirty deal, I do |
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from J. J. Cale - Troubadour (1983)
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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from J. J. Cale - Troubadour (1983)
(J.J. Cale)
I'm a gypsy man on a one-night stand Am I fit to be loved by you I'm with a gypsy van, just travelling the land They'll be leaving in the morning, I'll be leaving too Things like love don't tie me down I just spread my love around Like small change on girls I don't know I'm a gypsy man on a one-night stand Gonna have some fun before I have to go Don't you cry and don't you weep Close your eyes and go to sleep I've had you in my arms too long What fortunes did I bring, golden earrings When you wake up in the morning I'll be gone Things like love don't tie me down I just spread my love around Like small change on girls I don't know I'm a gypsy man on a one-night stand |
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from J. J. Cale - Troubadour (1983)
Days are longer
By yourself You sold your soul to someone else Now you're paying, can't you see You want to pass it back to me Told you once, told you twice When you're gone don't expect to come back Things don't work out like I planned 'Cause you've got yourself another man Danger signal, danger ahead I know you'd be better if you thought If you thought I was dead I won't tell you, I won't tell you no lie I'll come back and haunt you as another guy Things don't work out like I planned them 'Cause you've got yourself another man |
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from J. J. Cale - Troubadour (1983)
Mmm, mmm, mmm
Let me do it to you Mmm, mmm, mmm Let me do it to you Mmm, mmm, mmm Let me do it to you Mmm, mmm, mmm Let me do it to you Mmm, mmm, mmm Let me do it to you Mmm, mmm, mmm Let me do it to you Mmm, mmm, mmm Let me do it to you Mmm, mmm, mmm Let me do it to you |
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from J. J. Cale - Troubadour (1983)
Cherry, I'd like to love you
Cherry, will you love me too Someday I will take you away That's all I want to do I'll love you forever, Cherry Will you love me too Sweet as a morning sunrise Fresh as a mountain dew Someday I will love you Cherry, will you love me too I need you forever Cherry, will you need me too I'll love you forever Cherry, will you love me too Cherry, will you love me too |
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from J. J. Cale - Troubadour (1983)
Oh Baby, you got me on so bad
I think that you're the wickedless woman that I ever had Sometimes you make me feel so complete You take away my troubles, put my mind at ease Oooh baby, you're up to your old tricks I've got something wrong right here and I know that you can fix Sometimes you treat me like I was your natural man I come down here to you, babe, every chance I can Baby, you feel so good to me I do believe that you take away my misery Sometimes I wonder if you understand The way you handle yourself, woman, has got me on again |
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from J. J. Cale - 5 (1999)
(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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from J. J. Cale - 5 (1999)
Now she don't know where she is, how sexy she can be
She don't realise what her eyes do to me She keeps me hot, like a boilin' pot She whispers in my ear, "Let's do it right here" The ways of a wantin' woman aren't a mystery The style she has will never fade as long as she's havin' me She keeps me hot, like a boilin' pot She whispers in my ear, "Let's do it right here" She keeps me hot, like a boilin' pot Burning right through the night It don't take long for her to catch my eye When she wants to suck me in, it's easy as pie She keeps me hot, like a boilin' pot Burning right through the night |
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from J. J. Cale - 5 (1999)
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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from J. J. Cale - 5 (1999)
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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from J. J. Cale - 5 (1999)
(J.J. Cale)
Somebody touched me late last night Had this woman and I still feel right Some kind of feeling up and down my spine Plays with my head and mess with my mind She tickled my toe and she kissed my ear Told me not to worry, told me not to fear Oo-wee, she felt good to me Gotta have another, just like the other Last night brother was too much for me I felt like a junkie couldn't score no dope I buzzed the brass then I lost all hope Laying down woman, she got me too hot We had a little drink, and we smoked a little pot All I knew was something happened to me I was inconspicuous as anyone could be She set me on fire, I'm telling you Let me tell you brother, I didn't know what to do Sometimes it's hard, sometimes it's not Sometimes you get it and sometimes you're got Oo-wee, it felt good to me Gotta have another, just like the other Last night brother was too much for me |
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