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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)
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)
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)
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)
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)
(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)
(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)
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)
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)
(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)
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)
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)
(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)
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 - 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 - 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 - #8 (1983)
Hard times is about to get me
Hard times, they hurt my hands Hard times, it took my woman Hard times lead her to a richer man Caught in the middle of some fool's advice If you work real hard, you get a piece of the pie Can't you hear that laughing No, the jokes don't end Consider my resources, it's a hard time to eat Hard times, it's rough all around Hard times, it's all gonna end Hard times, just thinking about it Consider my resources, it's a hard time to eat Hard times Hard times Hard times |
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from J. J. Cale - #8 (1983)
Losers, we're just losers
Exclusive club that we're in Losers, we're just losers Why don't losers ever win Came in this morning to spread the word around Nobody wants to hear what a loser's putting down Losers, we're just losers Why don't losers ever win Been out a-wanderin', bad luck all around Can't you help a loser get up off the ground Losers, we're just losers Why don't losers ever win |
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from J. J. Cale - #8 (1983)
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 - #8 (1983)
(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 - #8 (1983)
One drink of whisky, one drink of gin
One drink of vodka and I told my friends Things don't seem quite like they used to As reality leaves, so does the blues One toke of reefer, a little cocaine One shot of morphine and things begin to change Things don't seem quite like they used to As reality leaves, so does the blues Up around here, back down again I've been up on top, don't bother, my friend Things don't seem quite like they used to As reality leaves, so does the blues |
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from J. J. Cale - #8 (1983)
I got myself together, got my tie on straight
Downtown, takin' care of business on the street Glen D's got that old piano on the road Blues is his bag, he's a funky soul Tim Drummond's on bass, Jim Keltner's on the drums They'll put it right on you for a shot of rum I'll tell you right now it's a funky beat Downtown, takin' care of business on the street We ain't very good but that's beside the point We're all right here trying to rock this joint Old mama Chip and the Spooner too Trying to hack a meet with you Christine Lakeland and Jimmy Karstein He's a rhythm fool, she's a guitar queen Let me tell you, my friend Richard is hot on the beat Downtown, takin' care of business on the street Oh, climb on board, Chad Hailey running 'round It's that Ashworth Dixie sound Hurry up mama 'cause we're all gonna meet Downtown, takin' care of business on the street |
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from J. J. Cale - #8 (1983)
I've got teardrops in my tequila
I've got teardrops in my tequila Got Colorado, not enchiladas, on my mind Ain't it cold as hell in Santa Fe Makes me shiver to my toes Things ain't going well in Santa Fe, oh no Make them two tacos to go, senor I've got teardrops in my tequila I've got teardrops in my tequila Got Colorado, not enchiladas, on my mind Goodbye, see you later Santa Fe Then the freeway will take me home Where the air is clean, The open fields, the meadow green I won't be so all alone I've got teardrops in my tequila I've got teardrops in my tequila Got Colorado, not enchiladas, on my mind Goodbye, see you later Santa Fe |
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from J. J. Cale - #8 (1983)
(J.J. Cale)
Heard the one about your woman Lord, she's been messing 'round She's been stepping out on the street Lord, she's been hanging out Ain't nobody had her this week but it won't take long Lord, lord, there's trouble in the city Lord, lord, there's trouble in the city Lord, lord, there's trouble in the city And I hope it won't mess with me Walking downtown the other day A man put a gun in my back "Give me all you've got or I'll blow you away That's a fact, Jack" Woe me, misery, too much been going down Lord, lord, there's trouble in the city Lord, lord, there's trouble in the city Lord, lord, there's trouble in the city And I hope it won't mess with me Catch the next train out of here Goodbye, I'll see you, so long Time was I could face it here That was a long time ago I'll leave you very low, next time you won't see me at all Lord, lord, there's trouble in the city Lord, lord, there's trouble in the city Lord, lord, there's trouble in the city And I hope it won't mess with me |
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from J. J. Cale - #8 (1983)
(J.J. Cale)
Beating down the pavement, looking for a job I'll do anything except steal and rob Unemployment is something I can't use If you can't use me, can you tell me some good news I'll be pretty simple, hear just what I say I'll do anything to send these blues away Unemployment is something I can't use If you can't help me, can you tell us some good news You won't have to pay me overtime, overtime and all that You just tell me what time and where at Unemployment is something I can't use If you can't help me, can you tell me some good news I'll do anything at all, anything at all to be a friend You know I'm real prompt, I'm right on time Unemployment is something I can't use If you can't help me, can you tell me some good news |
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from J. J. Cale - Really (1990)
How can you put me through these changes
Why do you do me like you do It ain't no way I love-a-dee love nobody but you Let him go out and get with strangers Don't you turn my love to hate Ain't no man can love you like I can, and I do How can you put me through these changes Why do you do me like you do It ain't no way I love-a-dee love nobody but you |
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from J. J. Cale - Really (1990)
(J.J. Cale)
Same old hassle every night All we do is fuss and fight Ain't no use in talking, might as well start walking Walking out into the night You get your gun, I'll get mine We can do it just one time If we live no longer, it won't get no stronger Then we'll know who's really right All we do is weep and moan Trying to build ourself a home Ain't no shame in trying, ain't no use denying Everything will be alright |
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from J. J. Cale - Really (1990)
(J.J. Cale)
Yeah, I'm going down Going down, down, down, down, down I'm going down Going down, down, down, down, down Got my big feet, hanging on to the ground Don't let me down, close that boxcar down Don't let me down, close that boxcar down I'm going back |
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from J. J. Cale - Really (1990)
(J.J. Cale)
I've been so lonely in these prison walls Good lord, thinking I would die You've got the time to get me out I'll kiss this world goodbye I've taken some things I don't really need I've wandered out any pride Just wave me off, I'll leave without doubt I'll kiss this world goodbye The rain will fall and I need a woman Lord, I think I'm gonna die I've taken some things I don't really need I've wandered out any pride Just wave me off, I'll leave without doubt I'll kiss this world goodbye |
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from J. J. Cale - Really (1990)
(J.J. Cale)
If you're ever in Oklahoma You better move around at night 'Cause they don't like no transportation Slipping by in-and-out of sight And they don't care about Dallas, Texas And they don't care about Wichita If you're ever in Oklahoma You better move around the law They got fines and they got plenty They'll hold you up for days on end Threaten your life and take your money Make you think you're there to stay And they don't care about Dallas, Texas And they don't care about Wichita If you're ever in Oklahoma You better move around the law |
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from J. J. Cale - Really (1990)
You told me this, you told me that
You try to tell me, tell me where it's at You said you loved me, I can see through that Lies, lies, lies You left me hangin', hangin' from a limb You said you loved me, then you left with him Lord, you did it to me, I see it in your eyes Lies, lies, lies Tell me baby, why you take my time You get a thrill off playing with my mind Lord, you did it to me, I see it in your eyes Lies, lies, lies |
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from J. J. Cale - Really (1990)
Had me a gal in Baton Rouge, called her Lou-easy-ann
She gave me a little bit of olden dream and a key of marijuana She treat me right Lord, lord, lord, she treat me right She treat me right, lord, lord Well, I went on to New Orleans, had myself a ball The ladies there, they don't care, they don't care at all They treat you right Warm, warm, Louisiana night Treat you right, lord, lord From the gulf of the Mississippi, up to Baton Rouge Those Louisiana women, oh lord Lord, you just can't lose They treat you right Treat you right They treat you right, lord, lord, lord, lord |
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from J. J. Cale - Really (1990)
(Muddy Waters)
I've got my mojo working but it just don't work on you I've got my mojo working but it just don't work on you I done tried it in New York city, now I'm gonna try it out on you I've got my mojo working I've got my mojo working Lord, I've got my mojo working I've got my mojo working I've got my mojo working But it just don't work on you I've got my mojo working I've got my mojo working I've got my mojo working I've got my mojo working I've got my mojo working It just don't work on you |
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from J. J. Cale - Really (1990)
Hiding in the alley, smoking cigarettes
Tippling in the corner, Lord, I can't forget I ain't seen no rolling, no rolling do I need Come and get me mama, I been playing in the street Grown into a big man, grass it get me high Long before I fainted Walking through the jungle, lord what can I see Come and get me mama, I've been playing in the street Ain't no doubt about it Down that alley lonely I'm gonna call you sweetheart, you can call me sweet Come and get me mama, I've been playing in the street |
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from J. J. Cale - Really (1990)
(J.J. Cale)
My woman, my woman, you know she cryin' She keeps me hanging on a bottle of wine She leaves no roads open, there ought to be a law She puts me right down here She keeps me right down here She holds me right down here Lord, I talk and talk about her, can't get her off my mind Cannot live without her, she keeps me on this wine She leaves no roads open, there ought to be a law She puts me right down here She holds me right down here She keeps me right down here Lord, I talk and talk about her, can't get her off my mind Cannot live without her, she keeps me on that wine She leaves no roads open, there ought to be a law She put me right down here She keep me right down here She hold me right down here She puts me right down here She holds me right down here She keeps me right down here |
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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)
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)
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)
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)
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)
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)
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 - 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)
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)
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)
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 - Okie (1995)
Some like this and some like that
And some don't know where it's at If you don't get loose, if you don't groove Well, your motor won't make it and your motor won't move If time don't tell you then don't ask me I'm riding on a hurricane down to the sea If you can't hear the music, turn it up loud There's movement in the air and movement in the crowd Bow-legged woman doing the boogaloo She got a jive, she got a move Turn around, do it again Bow-legged woman, where you been Fat jack owns a honky-tonk downtown You can catch a woman if you hang around You can tear down the door, tear down the wall Fat jack he don't care at all Easy come, easy go Any way the wind blows Hey, drummer, drummer, can you give me that beat Can you give me that beat, got to move my feet Guitar player been all around the world But he can't play a lick for looking at the girls One two three four five six seven Well, you'd better change your ways or you won't get to heaven Eight nine ten, gonna stop at eleven Eleven just lays around with seven Some like this and some like that And some don't know where it's at If you don't get loose, if you don't groove Well, your motor won't make it and your motor won't move Easy come, easy go Any way the wind blows |
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from J. J. Cale - Okie (1995)
(J.J. Cale)
Every time I see you, all that you do Crying, crying, crying You've been shedding them tears for too many years Crying, crying, crying You've been lonely too long, something went wrong Did he leave you again with them blues Your sun don't shine, your day's no round Crying, crying, crying You've been lonely too long, something went wrong Did he leave you again with them blues Happy your day, I'm comin' your way No more crying, crying, crying |
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from J. J. Cale - Okie (1995)
(.J. Cale)
I've got a woman, I love her, lordy-lord She cooks my breakfast on Sunday, just like my Ma I hang my hat in her house, she don't charge a dime Love me, trust me, never cuss me, you know she's mine I'm talking 'bout, I'm talking 'bout, I'm talking in rhyme I'm talking 'bout that everlovin' woman of mine Oh, when I'm gone you know she don't hang around And when I'm gone you know she don't follow me down She keeps the night-light burning, lord, she waits for me Taking care of business, lord, she's taking care of me I'm talking 'bout, I'm talking 'bout, I'm talking in rhyme I'm talking 'bout that everlovin' woman of mine She'd have me do it if I'd do it at all You know I love her, do I love her, lordy-lord I hang my hat in her house, honey, she don't charge a dime Taking care of business, she's taking care of business of mine I'm talking 'bout, I'm talking in rhyme I'm talking 'bout that everlovin' woman of mine |
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from J. J. Cale - Okie (1995)
Have you heard that rumour that's going around
You got it made, way across town It's the same old story, tell me where does it end Yes, I heard the news, it's the same old blues again When I wrote you a letter, you must have read it wrong I stood at your doorway, but you was gone I took a lot of courage and let the telephone ring It's the same old blues, same old blues again When you give me the business, you know I get a mind 'Cause I've got a lot of patience and I've got a lot of time It's the same old story, tell me where does it end It's the same old blues, same old blues again I'm gonna find me a mountain, I'm gonna hide out I ain't talking to you and I ain't coming out Yeah, I heard that rumour, tell me where does it end It's the same old blues, same old blues again |
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from J. J. Cale - Okie (1995)
I'd like to love you baby and
Keep my other baby too Put my arms around you That's all I want to do If the sun don't shine tomorrow I know I've got you I'd like to love you baby and Keep my other baby too Sometimes my baby's sleeping Sometimes she's not around Sometimes I look to find her I know she'll put me down Oh, won't you let me hold you Let me lean on you I'd like to love you baby and Keep my other baby too If the sun don't shine tomorrow I know I've got you I'd like to love you baby and Keep my other baby too |
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from J. J. Cale - Okie (1995)
Hell, I travel on life's pathways
Know not what the years may hold Hell, I've wandered, oh, grows fonder Precious memories flood my soul Precious memories, how they linger How they ever flood my soul In the stillness of the midnight Precious, sacred scenes unfold Precious memories, how they linger How they ever flood my soul In the stillness of the midnight Precious, sacred scenes unfold |
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from J. J. Cale - Okie (1995)
(J.J. Cale)
I make rock 'n' roll records I sell 'em for a dime I make my living and feed my children All in good time The blues they go for a quarter Guaranteed to satisfy It's a real funky deal Don't let it pass you by If your evening sun don't shine, my friend Tell you what I'm gonna do I'm gonna hammer out this rhythm Till I get right next to you |
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from J. J. Cale - Okie (1995)
When you and I are ready, no longer earthly-bound
We'll travel through the crystal night, starbound Heaven holds a mystery, wrapped inside a sound Through the eyes of endless time, starbound, you and I A floating star is what we are Suspended in space Outward-bound it's the only home we've found To save the human race Speed is now their captain, kings that lost their crown Motion is our master, starbound Starbound Starbound |
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from J. J. Cale - Okie (1995)
(J.J. Cale)
The old man he catches the fish in the morning He rides the river every day I sit on the bank and I holler when he passes "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?" 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 gets his fish and I sit all day |
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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 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)
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 - 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)
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)
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)
(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 - 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)
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)
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)
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 - 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)
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)
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)
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)
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)
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 - 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)
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)
Spending my life in a cold hard bar-room Drinking that long black whisky down I play the guitar, for me it's a living Well, I know, just a hanging-around Dancing girls, oh, they drive me crazy All they want is a fancy name Don't you know is I might not make it That's the fate of a fool and a guitar man Yeah, been down to the palace of pleasure Honky-tonk, where I come from Smoke's so thick I can't imagine Wine flows fast by the rule of a gun One of these mornings it'll come up Sunday I won't have a good time again That time ain't now, it's a whole new dream That's the fate of a fool and a guitar man One more night, one more dollar One more song, can you do it again I don't know, I may not make it That's the fate of a fool and a guitar man That's the fate of a fool and a guitar man |
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from J. J. Cale - 5 (1999)
(J.J. Cale)
Monday morning comes too early Work my back to the bone All day Monday I keep thinking "Weekend's coming, gonna go home" Tuesday I hate, oh Tuesday Ain't no girls on the streets Tuesday it ain't good for nothing Drinking beer and watching TV Friday, Friday evening Come on Friday, it's been too long Friday, Friday evening Come on Friday, I wanna go home Wednesday's hump day, hump day's Wednesday Over the hump, the week's half-gone If I had my pay on Wednesday I'd hang out, the hump day's gone Thursday, you know I feel better I can see the end in sight Think I'll write myself a letter Help myself through the night Friday, Friday evening Come on Friday, it's been too long Friday, Friday evening Come on Friday, I wanna go home |
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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)
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 - 5 (1999)
Let's go to Tahiti
Let's go to Tahiti Let's go to Tahiti Let's go to Tahiti Well, the man been working in the shop all year He said "Men, we've got to get out of here" Well, the girl been working in the five-and-dime She says, "Girls, let's go while we've still got the time" Let's go to Tahiti Let's go to Tahiti Let's go to Tahiti Let's go to Tahiti Tell the captain "Put the rum on the boat" Everybody on board, let's see if she'll float Let that old jet plane fly on by We've got the time till the day we die Let's go to Tahiti Let's go to Tahiti Let's go to Tahiti Let's go to Tahiti |
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from J. J. Cale - 5 (1999)
Lou-Easy-Ann, I hear you calling back to me
Lou-Easy-Ann, I hear you calling back to me Lord, I'm going back to New Orleans Lou-Easy-Ann has set me free Bourbon Street mama, you've never seen in your life Bourbon Street mama, you keep it clean out of sight Lord, I'm going back to New Orleans Lou-Easy-Ann, you've got it right Lou-Easy-Ann, ain't no woman quite like you Lou-Easy-Ann, the way you do the things you do Lord, I'm coming back to New Orleans Lou-Easy-Ann, you've got me hooked on you |
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from J. J. Cale - 5 (1999)
Mona, she comes in the morning
She brings me a bottle of wine She comes to my bed, soothes up my head Makes me feel alright Makes me feel alright Mona, she comes on a Friday She stays in to the night Mona, she comes to my bedroom To keep my spirits high To keep my spirits high Mona, she brings me no money She brings me no food All she brings is her sweet, sweet love Makes my afternoon Makes my afternoon When daylight falls from my window Another night's come and gone I always know 'cause I'm feeling so low Mona, you know she has gone Mona, you know she has gone |
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from J. J. Cale - 5 (1999)
(J.J. Cale)
I 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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