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from Honeydrippers - Volume One (1984)
I get a thrill, thrill, thrill --
Thrill at you from my head down to my toes She make me feel so good all night long Really rock till I'm almost gone Get a thrill, thrill, thrill -- Thrill at you from my head down to my toes Oh baby, make me feel so good She hold me - oh, drive me mad Do the little things you do I thrill at you from my head down to my toes She got me crazy, on my knees My baby meets my needs She keep moanin', moanin' - don't stop now Gotta have love - ooh, wow Get a thrill, thrill, from my head down to my toes She treat me tender - arms open wide Sits around with her lips to mine I get a thrill, thrill, thrill -- I thrill at you from my head down to my toes I get a thrill, thrill, thrill -- Chill, chill, chill -- |
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from Honeydrippers - Volume One (1984)
Do you remember when we met
That's the day I knew you were my pet I want to tell you how much I love you Come with me my love To the sea sea of love I want to tell you just how much I love you Come with me to the sea oh love Do you remember when we met all That's the day I knew you were my pet I want to tell you oh how much I love you Come with me to the sea oh love Come with me I love you To the sea sea of love I want to tell you just how much I love you I want to tell you oh how much I love you |
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from Honeydrippers - Volume One (1984)
Young Boy Blues
Every time I kiss somebody new I make believe I'm kissing you But I can't kid my aching heart 'Cause my heart knows we're still apart And each night is like a thousand years Since I got these young boy blues I wanna cry when I hear your name If I cry I feel ashamed So I let my pride be my guide I keep those tears inside And each night is like a thousand years I can't lose these young boy blues Don't know where to go Don't know what to do I'm so lost and lonely since I lost you Every time I kiss somebody new I make believe I'm kissing you But I can't kid my aching heart 'Cause my heart knows we're still apart And each night is like a thousand years Since I got these young boy blues Don't know where to go Don't know what to do I'm so lost and lonely since I lost you Every time I kiss somebody new I make believe I'm kissing you But I can't kid my aching heart 'Cause my heart knows we're still apart And each night is like a thousand years I can't lose these young boy blues Each night is like a thousand years Since I got these young boy blues Each night is like a thousand years I can't lose these young boy blues |
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from Honeydrippers - Volume One (1984)
All the verses are repeated but in a different order
Have you heard the news There's good rockin' at midnight Oh, I'm gonna hold my baby with all my might What a wonderful time we had that night Hey, hey, there's good rockin' at midnight Now sweet Georgia Brown and sweet Lorraine They got caught on Caledonia's land Soon, pretty soon they told it all Those fellas got drunk and they had a ball Crying hey, hey, there's good rockin' at midnight Now I'll tell you all about our deacon Joe He got so high they had to take him home Hear the news about Ellis Brown He stole a chicken and he ran out of town Hey, hey, there's good rockin' at midnight Caledonia got drunk and grinned like a pig She fell down and lost her wig Charlie Brown she laughed and she got sick And Caledonia got mad and grabbed a brick Crying hey, hey, there's good rockin' at midnight We're gonna rock, we're gonna rock We're gonna rock, we're gonna rock -- There's good rockin' at midnight |
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from Jeff Beck - Blow By Blow (1975)
Realizing the overwhelming response he received in concert with his extended instrumental breaks, Beck finally bit the bullet and released his first all-instrumental work in 1975.
The jazz-rock tour de force BLOW BY BLOW was produced by Beatles mainman George Martin and proved that Beck's six-string skills could easily carry an album. Completely inspired by the challenge and surrounded by a stellar band and solid compositions, Beck lets loose throughout. The result is one of his very best works. Highlights include the funky opening track "You Know What I Mean," a pair of Stevie Wonder-penned tracks ("Cause We've Ended as Lovers" and "Thelonious"), and the classic rock-radio staple "Freeway Jam." |
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from Jeff Beck - Truth & Beck-Ola [box] (1991)
Old man river, that old man river
He don't say nothin', but he must know somethin' That old man river, he just keeps rolling along He don't plant tater's And we all know, he don't pick cotton But them that plant 'em, are soon forgotten That old man river, he just keeps rolling along, oh, yes he does You and me, we sweat and toil Our bodies, all naked and racked with pain, now listen Lift that bar, you'd better tote that bail And if ya get a little drunk, you'll land in jail I'm so weary, I'm sick of tryin' I'm tired of livin' but afraid of dyin' That, that god-darn old river, he just keeps rolling along Keep on rollin' along Keep on rollin' along Old man river, don't you stop your way Keep on runnin' from the North, the South, the East or West You gotta roll it |
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from Jeff Beck - Truth & Beck-Ola [box] (1991)
Ain't superstitious
Black cat crossed my trail I ain't superstitious But a black cat crossed my trail Bad luck ain't got me so far And I won't let it stop me now The dogs begin to bark All over my neighborhood and that ain't all Dogs begin to bark All over my neighborhood This is a mean old world to live in And I can't face it all by myself, at all And, dogs begin to bark All over my neighborhood The dogs begin to bark All over my neighborhood I got a feelin' about the future And it ain't too good, I know that I know, I know, I know, I Ain't superstitious But a black cat crossed my trail I said it so many times before Ain't superstitious A black cat crossed my trail Bad luck ain't got me so far And you know I ain't gonna let it stop me now |
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from Jeff Beck - Truth & Beck-Ola [box] (1991)
Well I bless my soul
What's wrong with me? I'm itching like a man on a fuzzy tree My friends say I'm actin' wild as a bug I'm in love I'm all shook up Mm mm mmmmm,yay yay, yeah! Well my hands are shaky and my knees are weak I can't seem to stand on my own two feet Who do you thank when you have such luck? I'm in love I'm all shook up Mm mm, mmmm ,yay, yay, yeah! Well please don't ask me what's on my mind I'm a little mixed up, but I'm feelin' fine When I'm near that girl that I love best My heart beats so that it scares me to death! She touched my hand what a chill I got Her lips are like a volcano that's hot I'm proud to say she's my buttercup I'm in love I'm all shook up Mm mm , mmmmm, yay, yay , yeah! Well my tongue gets tied when I try to speak My insides shaken like a leaf on a tree There's only one cure for this body of mine That's to have the girl that I love so fine! She touched my hand what a chill I got Her lips are like a volcano that's hot I'm proud to say that she's my buttercup I'm in love I'm all shook up |
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from Jeff Beck - Truth & Beck-Ola [box] (1991)
Hopkins-Beck-Newman-Stewart-Wood
Hangman, hangman, slack your noose Slack it, oh slack it, slack it for a while There ain't no use in your hurrying me Ain't nothing gonna change things now. Now I ain't trying to prove your judge is wrong And your jury, oh your jury, I guess I'll know the way out And if you kill me with my canvas shirt Good God, you could put my lawyer in jail. Listen It's just this twenty two minutes to prepare yourself I haven't been in this position before Wash your hands, get your …….. Find the waistcoat, lock the door, and oh! Get your …. Oh yeah, get your …. lock the door. Come on. Listen to this one Oh hangman, hangman, slack your noose Oh slack it, please slack it, oh just slack it awhile, give me one more chance There ain't no use in you hurryin' me Good God, nothing's gonna stop me now. Oh, don't you worry 'Cause you never get your …. Well, might get your waistcoat on Ha-ha, heh-heh. |
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from Jeff Beck - You Had It Coming (2000)
Well, I rolled and I tumbled
Cried the whole night long Well, I rolled and I tumbled Cried the whole night long When I woke up this morning Didn't know right or wrong Well, if the river was a whiskey And I was a diving duck If the river was a whiskey And I was a diving duck Well, I would dive to the bottom I'd swear, I'd never come up Well, I coulda had religion In this bad old Sunday I coulda had religion In this bad old Sunday But whiskey and bad love Wouldn't let me have my way I rolled and I tumbled And I rolled and I tumbled I rolled and I tumbled |
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from Jeff Beck - Who Else (1999)
"What Mama Said" was nominated for the 2000 Grammy Award for Best Rock Instrumental Performance. Jeff Beck's first all-instrumental album in a decade finds him tossing a few contemporary peppers into his pot of musical virtuosity. Reuniting once again with GUITAR SHOP keyboardist Tony Hymas, Beck maintains a balance between contemporary, Art Of Noise-flavored tracks ("Space For The Papa," "TX138") complete with delays, techno beats and looped guitars, and a reunion with '70s fusion running buddy Jan Hammer on the heavier, Van Halen-esque "Even Odds. " Beck's musical range continues to impress as he easily moves between emotive blues phrasing ("Brush With The Blues"), fleet-fingered noodling ("Blast From The East") and more ethereal numbers that bring to mind Carlos Santana's solo work ("Hip-Notica.") Beck's talent truly shines when he tackles Donal Lunny's "Declan." On it, guitar histrionics give way to Celtic arrangements that find Beck's guitar delicately dancing with Clive Bell's flute as images of foggy moors and rolling green hills float along. The brief solo piece "Another Place" could have been be an Adrian Legg outtake. |
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| from The Cowboy Way (뉴욕의 해결사) by David Newman [ost] (1994) | |||||
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from The Yardbirds - Roger The Engineer (1966)
Don't know where to run to,
Don't know where to hide. See my future coming, Like the rising of the tide. But I lost you, Lost you woman. The only woman, Woman who was my kind. Made me lose my money, You made me lose my mind. It's people like you, baby, Don't you rule mankind. But I lost you, Lost you woman. The only woman, Woman who was my kind. But if you come back, I won't be the same. What you did to me, You can hardly call humane. But I lost you, But I still love you. The only woman, Woman who was my kind |
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from The Yardbirds - Roger The Engineer (1966)
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
Cars and girls are easy come by in this day and age laughing joking drinking smoking till I've spent my wage. When I was young people spoke of immorality all the things they said were wrong are what I want to be. Over under sideways down. Hey, backwards forwards square and 'round. Over under sideways down. Hey, backwards forwards square and round. When will it end, when will it end. Hey! Hey! I find comment 'bout my looks irrelativity think I'll go and have some fun 'cos it's all for free I'm not searching for a reason to enjoy myself seems it's better done than argued with somebody else. Over under sideways down. Hey, backwards forwards square and round. Over under sideways down. Hey, backwards forwards square and round. When will it end, when will it end. Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Over under sideways down... |
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from The Yardbirds - Roger The Engineer (1966)
(Chris Dreja / Jim McCarty / Jeff Beck
/ Keith Relf / Paul Samwell-Smith) I'm searching for my baby, Well I think I'm gonna cry. I'm searching for my baby, I think I'm gonna cry, yeah. I can't find that woman, No matter how hard I try. Well I've got myself a car, And the thing is painted blue. Well I've got myself a car, And that thing is painted blue. But no matter what's done to me baby, I guess I'll always be blue. I got a hundred and fifty things, Now all I gotta find is you. I got a hundred and fifty things, Now all I gotta find is you. And if the Nazz don't help me baby, You better forget about me too. |
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from The Yardbirds - Roger The Engineer (1966)
(Chris Dreja / Jim McCarty / Jeff Beck
/ Keith Relf / Paul Samwell-Smith) I can't make your way. Silly men, they all get worried, Live their life so worthlessly, Troubled, bothered, flustered, hurried, They should take a look at me. Taxman, rentman, they all chase me, I ain't home when they come round. Got no money, live my life free, That's the best way, I have found. I can't make your way. I can't make your way. I can't make your way. Is that me I hear you calling? Do I hear you call my name? It ain't me that will be falling, Ten years time, I'll be the same. I can't make your way. I can't make your way. I can't make your way. I can't make your way. I can't make your way. |
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from The Yardbirds - Roger The Engineer (1966)
(Chris Dreja / Jim McCarty / Jeff Beck
/ Keith Relf / Paul Samwell-Smith) Baby I got a problem, Don't know what to do. Baby I got a problem, I don't know what to do. Can't find the words to describe you, woman, None I got will do. I gonna search a dictionary, I find new words to use. Gonna search a dictionary, Find new words to use. Woman you defy me, Ain't no words to choose. Baby I'm rackin' my mind, Baby I'm rackin' my mind, Now I can't [ ?]. Baby rackin' my mind, I can't find, Any words. Tell me woman, Got a hold on my mind. My, my, my, my, my, mind, You sure are the strangest kind. Got no words for you baby, Ain't no words I can find. Now I know what to call you, Know what to call you, baby. I know what to call you, Know what to call you, You're the world's worst woman, The devil ever made. Now I know you baby, Now I know you girl, Now I know you baby, [You find some other guy ?] I know baby, I sure raise my eye. |
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from The Yardbirds - Roger The Engineer (1966)
(Chris Dreja / Jim McCarty / Jeff Beck
/ Keith Relf / Paul Samwell-Smith) Looking at the world around, For the very first time. Never seen it all before, Hope it's not all mine. On Monday morning all alone, I woke within my house of stone. I ventured forth unto the day, These things I saw upon my way. Trees and flowers were wrapped around, With people's castoffs on the ground. Roads and noise of glass and steel, And people snared within the wheel. Tuesday looked into the sky, Where birds in peace were left to fly. Thunder rolled and lightning flashed, I watched the world as people dashed. Friday's sadness began to creep, Upon me like the deepest sleep. It seemed that only I could see, Just what my world would finally be. On Sunday back inside my room, I draw the blinds, 'tis afternoon. I let my mind find its own ways, Farewell to future days. |
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from The Yardbirds - Roger The Engineer (1966)
(Chris Dreja / Jim McCarty / Jeff Beck
/ Keith Relf / Paul Samwell-Smith) Meeting people along my way, Seemingly alone one day, But the reality of things, That my dreaming always brings. Happenings ten years time ago, Situations we really know, But the knowing is in the mind, Sinking deep into the well of time. Sinking deep into the well of time. Walking in the room I see, Things that mean a lot to me. Why they do I never know, Memories don't strike me so. Memories don't strike me so. It seems to me I've been here before, The sounds I heard, and the sights I saw. Was it real, was it in my dreams? I need to know what it all means. Happenings ten years time ago, Situations we really know, But the knowing is in the mind, Sinking deep into the well of time. Sinking deep into the well of time. |
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from The Yardbirds - Roger The Engineer (1966)
(Yardbirds)
Pennsylvania snow is pretty thick, Michigan ain't where I get my kicks. Texas is fine but it gets too hot, And New York City's not a place to stop. New Orleans is the home of the blues, But California's my home with Mary Hughes. Down in Mississippi I'm told is nice, And all the meals there, they come with rice. Oregon and Iowa are not for me, The Colorado mountains are something you must see. But back in California there's nothing to lose, 'Cos everything's swinging there with Mary Hughes. |
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from The Yardbirds - Roger The Engineer (1966)
(Chris Dreja / Jim McCarty / Jeff Beck
/ Keith Relf / Paul Samwell-Smith) You're looking my way, That's good to see. Well how I'm thinking, Is it really me. You'll give me something, That [lights up all?] It can't be just my, My eyes you call. I'd like to get to know you, sure, And take this thing just one step more, And find out just what it's all for, But he's always there. You're fixing my eyes, With a constant gaze. It could really have me, In an utter daze. Come a little closer, He's not to see, There's something going, Between you and me. I'd like to get to know you, sure, And take this thing just one step more, And find out just what it's all for, But he's always there. I'd like to get to know you, sure, And take this thing just one step more, And find out just what it's all for, But he's always there. He's always there. He's always there. He's always there. ... repeat to fade |
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from The Yardbirds - Roger The Engineer (1966)
(Chris Dreja / Jim McCarty / Jeff Beck
/ Keith Relf / Paul Samwell-Smith) ah-ah-ah...... How your restless hungry eyes, Speak of cloudy summer skies. The morning dew, Turns into rain, Lonely winds will call my name. Dying leaves of seasons brown, Losing life as they drift down. Too soon in life, Return to earth, Only they can know their worth. Distant dreams of things to be, Wandering thoughts that can't be free. I feel my mind, Turning away, To the darkness of my day. |
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from The Yardbirds - Roger The Engineer (1966)
(Chris Dreja / Jim McCarty / Jeff Beck
/ Keith Relf / Paul Samwell-Smith) I want somebody here to tell me why, There's always smoke up in the sky. Please don't make me want to cry, Detail has not been seen. Summer trees should all be green, Plain and green as they have been, Sun don't ever change the scene, Please never let them die. What do you want? What do you want? What do you want? What do you want? Sounds which soar above my ears, Will naturally precede in years, They only cause a flood of tears, I want to turn and run. Don't need someone to make my fun, Only need to see the sun, I will not go and cause harm, I cannot think that way. What do you want? What do you want? What do you want? What do you want? Sit spellbound by a flickering screen, Watch the ever changing scenes, Listen to the rising screams, Of children of today. Lock your doors and stay within, Upon your face the stupid grins, Penalty for unrealised sins, Committed on your way. What do you want? What do you want? What do you want? What do you want? What do you want? What do you want? |
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from The Yardbirds - Roger The Engineer (1966)
(Chris Dreja / Jim McCarty / Jeff Beck
/ Keith Relf / Paul Samwell-Smith) Ever since the world began, Satan's followed every man. Trapping evil if he can, I tell you now his greatest plan. Invented when I cannot tell, Defied the thoughts of man so well. Man wants money for his need, But soon it sows its evil seed. Unhappiness it only brings, As man wants more and better things. If not enough the evil lies, But soon you'll find somebody dies. Throughout the years there have been wars, Power and richness have been the cause. Trapped in money's evil net, Man wants more than he can get. You don't need money. No, no, no, no, You don't need money. No, no, no, no, You don't need money. ... etc. It'll never bring you love, No more than the sun above. You'll never see the end, The money you will surely spend. But ask for help if you sin, Reclaim yourself, what a state you're in. The devil has you in his grasp, There ain't no mercy you can ask. More and more you will need, You're strangled in the clutch of greed. You can't get out, no place to go, You sold your soul - the answer's no! |
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from The Yardbirds - Birdland (2003)
> You made it very clear
How you feel about The way you put me down Whenever I'm around What you're thinking of You're crying out for love Crying out for love Your bitter words today Are another way Of hiding how you feel Hiding what is real What you're thinking of You're crying out for love Crying out for love The love you need so much You push away All the gold you touch Might as well be clay What you're thinking of You're crying out for love Crying out for love |
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from The Yardbirds - Birdland (2003)
Baby I got a problem,
Don't know what to do. Baby I got a problem, I don't know what to do. Can't find the words to describe you, woman, None I got will do. I gonna search a dictionary, I find new words to use. Gonna search a dictionary, Find new words to use. Woman you defy me, Ain't no words to choose. Baby I'm rackin' my mind, Baby I'm rackin' my mind, Now I can't Baby rackin' my mind, I can't find, Any words. Tell me woman, Got a hold on my mind. My, my, my, my, my, mind, You sure are the strangest kind. Got no words for you baby, Ain't no words I can find. Now I know what to call you, Know what to call you, baby. I know what to call you, Know what to call you, You're the world's worst woman, The devil ever made. Now I know you baby, Now I know you girl, Now I know you baby, You find some other guy ? I know baby, I sure raise my eye. |
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from The Yardbirds - Birdland (2003)
For your love. For your love. For your love. I'd give you everything and more, and that's for sure. For your love. I'd bring you diamond rings and things right to your door. For your love. To thrill you with delight, I'll give you diamonds bright. There'll be things that will excite, To make you dream of me at night. For your love. For your love. For your love. For your love, for your love, I would give the stars above. For your love, for your love, I would give you all i could. For your love. For your love. For your love. I'd give the moon if it were mine to give. For your love. I'd give the stars and the sun 'fore i live. For your love. To thrill you with delight, I'll give you diamonds bright. There'll be things that will excite, To make you dream of me at night. For your love. For your love. For your love. For your love. |
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from The Yardbirds - Birdland (2003)
Aboard a train
I met a dame She was a hipster Man a real gone dame She wasn't pretty For New York City As we strut down on that ol' fairlane With a heave and a ho I just couldn't let her go Get along Sweet little woman get along On your way Get along Sweet little woman get along On your way With a heave and a ho I just couldn't let her go The train kept a rollin' all night long The train kept a rollin' all night long The train kept a rollin' all night long The train kept a rollin' all night long With a heave and a ho I just couldn't let her go I made a stop round Albuquerque She must'a thought I was real gone jerk Got off the train at El Paso A' looking so good I couldn't let her go With a heave and a ho I just couldn't let her go The train kept a rollin' all night long The train kept a rollin' all night long The train kept a rollin' all night long The train kept a rollin' all night long With a heave and a ho I just couldn't let her go |
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Subject : 너무, 심한, 내한공연의 홍수 ㅠ.ㅠ
