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from John Hiatt - Dirty Jeans And Mudslide Hymns (2011)
Smoky room and a thin blue light
Her arms were pale as white Trying to outlast the night Howling at the moon Living in the Canyon Inn Hangdown hanna and whiskey jim Dirty jeans and mudslide hymns It all began with soon So, adios to California Nothing to do but turn around Always thought there's someone coming for you Only way you'd leave this town Pasadena in the rain, eating donuts and reading Twain How much longer can my brain set itself on fire You said that's it for me Have a little faith, it might set you free But your faith's no good, you see For me and my desire So, adios to California Nothing to do but turn around Always thought there's someone coming for you Only way you'd leave this town Two cigarettes from a package gone You must have thought about it just that long I never knew you were so strong I guess I never will So, adios to California Nothing to do but turn around Always knew there's someone coming for you Only way you'd leave this town Only way you'd leave this town |
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from John Hiatt - Little Head (2003)
After all this time
I'm glad your loving me 'Cause after all this time So many disagree To turn off the lights Or pull down the shade Don't be afraid After all this time And after all this time I'm glad that you can see After all this time And I'm the man I want to be Strong as your love Free as the wind Each day we begin After all this time After all this time You love someone And love's becoming you After all this time Face the sun Everyday is new After all this time I'm glad I'm loving you After all this time We are the only two Here in this world A love that time forgot But darlin' we will not After all this time (repeat) |
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from John Hiatt - Master Of Disaster (2005)
Come out of a fireball
Notes burning and the letters scrawled I ain't ever goin' back no more Bare light blub and a hotplate Was there that I finally met my fate And I ain't ever goin' back no more She danced the room and she made it fine I sang a song about a crooked line And I ain't ever goin' back no more She's my first love and she's my last Don't ask me how it ever came to pass 'cause I ain't ever goin' back no more I ain't going back no more Wouldn't even try to find that door And I ain't ever goin' back no more I don't care what the past has in store I ain't ever goin' back no more I ain't ever goin' back no more A pint of gin and a long bus trip Somebody said you just get over it I ain't ever goin' back no more I see her face at every shitty bar I have to play to pay for this guitar I ain't ever goin' back no more I'm singing every song for her tonight So bartender would you hit the lights 'cause I ain't ever goin' back no more A little something to remember me It's been so long lord she musn't see I ain't ever goin' back no more I ain't ever goin' back I ain't goin' back no more Wouldn't even try to find that door I ain't ever goin' back no more I don't care what the past has in store I ain't ever goin' back no more I ain't ever goin' back no more Dust settles in a darkened room Whiskey steals away the sense of doom I ain't ever goin' back no more We made love and we made hate Never could seem to get it straight I ain't ever goin' back no more baby You're branded on my soul and in my mind I keep running up and down this old fence line I ain't ever goin' back no more Only one thing in my life is true Honey I will remember you I ain't ever goin' back no more I ain't ever goin' back no more Wouldn't even try to find that door I ain't ever goin' back no more I don't care what the past has in store I ain't ever goin' back no more I ain't ever goin' back no more |
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from John Hiatt - Dirty Jeans And Mudslide Hymns (2011)
Have you ever been under
All the way under Like I have, oh like I have It'll make you wonder Make you wonder If it don't make you mad If it don't make you mad I don't trust a man that ain't been lost I don't trust a woman ain't been double-crossed you ever been under All the way under Like I have, oh like I have Have you ever been sorry, really sorry For what you've done, for what you've done Well you should call me, yeah, you better call me Because I'm another one, I'm another one Well, I've tore the heart out of many a girl Just to see what she loved me for you ever been sorry, really sorry what you've done, what you've done Have you ever been under, all the way under Like I have, oh like I have Body torn asunder, torn asunder All your good gone bad, all your good gone bad I'm swimming upstream and it's dark and it's cold I'm looking for a house made of solid gold Have you ever been under, all the way under like I have Woah, like I have you ever been broken, really broken down to size Right down to size Not one word spoken, not one word spoken that you might rise, that you might rise Can't come up and my lungs about to burst feeling weighed down by an ill-gotten purse you ever been under, all the way under Like I have, oh like I have |
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from John Hiatt - Bring The Family (1987)
It's a lonely picture Of an empty glass It's a still life study Of a drunken ass And he howls at the moon Hoping the sun don't come up too fast |
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from John Hiatt - Bring The Family (1987)
It's a lonely picture
Of an empty glass It's a still life study Of a drunken ass And he howls at the moon Hoping the sun don't come up too fast I'm all alone in the dark now baby I'm all alone in the dark now baby I'm all alone on my knees at last Alone in the dark It's extreme self pity And frozen fear 'Cause I want you with me And you're not here So I rub my nose in it babe 'Til the roses smell just like death I'm all alone in the dark now baby I'm all alone in the dark now baby I'm al alone and drawing whisky breath Alone in the dark My head is spinning baby what went wrong I swear to God I tried Just turned around one day and you were gone Now these tears I have to cry Alone in the dark baby, I'm all alone, I'm all alone, I'm all alone Since the night you left I just couldn't stand myself anyway I'm all alone in the dark now baby I'm all alone in the dark now baby I'm all alone on my knees at last Alone in the dark I'm all alone in the dark now baby I'm all alone in the dark now baby I'm all alone on my knees at last Alone in the dark |
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from John Hiatt - Perfectly Good Guitar (2005)
It is a hurtin' thing you don't wanna talk about it
Pain in your heart well it's takin' your breath away You left it in lipstick on the mirror no use talkin' about it Love like this just don't come along every day Somebody just stop calling you angel Somebody just let love get up and go downtown Somebody just stop calling you angel Angel wings out in the snow and mascara running down They called you tookie in high school, you didn't mind it too much Kind of nice to have a nickname, kind of like they thought about it You wish that it stuck with you, didn't have to trade it in on Some crazy lover's pet name, wind up hurtin' so much Somebody just stop calling you angel Somebody just let love get up and go downtown Somebody just stop calling you angel Angel wings out in the snow and mascara running down He peeled the skin off of the world and you stopped breathin' You drew a breath, he sighed, the air was freezin' Two blood-red hearts pumpin' hard out in the open You skinned your knee at kickball Twenty years ago against all hopin' Y'all put that hammer down and drove through love's angel food cake Tastin' every spongy layer and lickin' frosting off the moon Wild-eyed with excitement but childishly disappointed Maybe even tasted better when mama let you lick the spoon Somebody just stop calling you angel Somebody just let love get up and go downtown Somebody just stop calling you angel Angel wings out in the snow and mascara running down |
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from John Hiatt - Live From Austin, Texas (2005)
It is a hurtin' thing you don't wanna talk about it
Pain in your heart well it's takin' your breath away You left it in lipstick on the mirror no use talkin' about it Love like this just don't come along every day Somebody just stop calling you angel Somebody just let love get up and go downtown Somebody just stop calling you angel Angel wings out in the snow and mascara running down They called you tookie in high school, you didn't mind it too much Kind of nice to have a nickname, kind of like they thought about it You wish that it stuck with you, didn't have to trade it in on Some crazy lover's pet name, wind up hurtin' so much Somebody just stop calling you angel Somebody just let love get up and go downtown Somebody just stop calling you angel Angel wings out in the snow and mascara running down He peeled the skin off of the world and you stopped breathin' You drew a breath, he sighed, the air was freezin' Two blood-red hearts pumpin' hard out in the open You skinned your knee at kickball Twenty years ago against all hopin' Y'all put that hammer down and drove through love's angel food cake Tastin' every spongy layer and lickin' frosting off the moon Wild-eyed with excitement but childishly disappointed Maybe even tasted better when mama let you lick the spoon Somebody just stop calling you angel Somebody just let love get up and go downtown Somebody just stop calling you angel Angel wings out in the snow and mascara running down |
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from John Hiatt - Rollin Into Memphis (2002)
Well my daddy he stood at the foot of the stairs
He was calling to me at the time And I knew even then, I could die for the thoughts That I kept in the back of my mind But I dared not to speak How I felt for my dad Cause there were no words to define The ball of confusion, of feelings and junk That I kept in the back of my mind So I took to the highway And I kept to myself Just a lookin' and hopin' to find Some solutions, some answers, someway to exist With this stuff in the back of my mind So I took me a job And I took me a wife And I took me a bottle of wine And it did not take long, 'til all I had left Was this stuff in the back of my mind Well the end of the tunnel Just never came up 'til I came to the end of the line And I saw that the light I'd been hoping to see Was just a spark in the back of my mind And the cold wind that blew Through the hole in my heart Made a fire for the very first time From some branches of trust And a kindling of faith And that spark in the back of my mind Drivin' like rain, or a runaway train Flyin' blind, shot from the dark in the back of my mind |
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from John Hiatt - Master Of Disaster (2005)
Back on the corner
I'm singing the blues I can see my reflection In the shine of your shoes Like momma used to say No news is good news And I'm back on the corner again Back on the corner Got my seeing-eye dog He's blind as justice And hungry as a hog I feel like a prince But I look like a frog And I'm back on the corner again Back on the corner Pitching pennies and dimes Hell, I don't even know How I got here this time Singing for my supper at 12th street and vine Back on the corner again Used to take seven pills Just to get up in the morning From seven different doctors With seven different warnings I'd call 'em up to say I'm coming apart They'd say call us back when the fireworks start Well I lost my address I lost my wife I lost my children I lost my knife But if you trifle with me It's my life against your life Back on the corner again Back on the corner Something's sticking in my craw How come everything I do Is up against the law You can't arrest a man, can you For trying to break his own fall Back on the corner again Back on the corner Got a pidgeon for a friend He said he'd come to see me But he did not say when One of these days He's gonna fly back home and then Back on the corner again Every long, drawn step it took to get me here Was full of best intentions Bright hopes and good cheer With dreams made out of silk Lined with silver and gold Too beautiful to mention Too heavy to ever hold Well, I'm back on the corner With the pimps and the whores Least I know what they're standing here for She smiles, tips me a dollar, And I play her one more Back on the corner again Back on the corner again Back on the corner again |
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from John Hiatt - Perfectly Good Guitar (2005)
I've got a blue telescope, I'm looking at the world tonight
Through a blue telescope; I wish I may, I wish I might Not see what I see - sheet metal on sheets of ice Looking through this blue telescope down a moonstruck road tonight Blue breath on my windshield, I came to a frozen place She shivered when I said goodbye - I wish I didn't have to face Her in that rear-view mirror, though she lives in the heart of me Looking through this blue telescope I guess she'll always be a star to me The heavens vast and wide Wait to escort the bride She lifts her wedding veil Her breath a lonesome vapour trail I got this blue telescope - I'm looking for her tonight Through a blue telescope; tell me, why must the blue angels fight? Taking one last shot at heaven while they slip stream through paradise Looking through this blue telescope down a moonstruck road tonight I'm looking through this blue telescope down a moonstruck road tonight I've got a blue telescope Blue telescope |
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from John Hiatt - Riding With The King (1983)
I heard the news from every fool in town
You got somebody new And I never hurt so bad The strangest fiction just came true Crowds will gather for a twisted wreck Well, all right stare at me Its just another story of love Thats turned into tragedy What am I supposed to do You want a toast from the man who's lost The man who's doublecrossed From cover to cover Baby you and me were just book lovers Since you turned away I turned the page on my happiness Once upon a time you were mine, now I must confess I cant bear to read the rest It could have been a happy ending girl Goodness knows, I tried But I see so clearly now Even through these tears Ive cried You wanted love to be a fairly tale With a sleeping beauty scene Now another prince has come And kissed you out of all your dreams |
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from John Hiatt - Perfectly Good Guitar (2005)
I've been taking off and landing
But this airport's closed And how much thicker this fog is gonna get God only knows Just when you think that you've got a grip Reality sneaks off, it gives you the slip As if you ever knew what it was Takin' you down the lime Tearing through the cotton fields and bus shelters Of the South runnin' helter skelter Down through the Mississippi Delta With no place to call your own Mixing up drinks with mixed feeling All along the paint was peeling Down to an Indian blanket on a pony With no rider in the flesh and bone Lookin' for his buffalo river home I've been circling the wagons Down at Time Square Trying to fill up this hole in my soul But nothing fits there Just when you think you can let it rip You're pounding the pavement in your daddy's wingtips As if you had someplace else to go Or a better way to get there Tearing through the cotton fields and bus shelters Of the South runnin' helter skelter Down through the Mississippi Delta With no place to call your own Mixing up drinks with mixed feeling All along the paint was peeling Down to an Indian blanket on a pony With no rider in the flesh and bone Lookin' for his buffalo river home Now there's only two things in life But I forget what they are It seems we're either hangin' on a moonbeam's coattails Or wishing on stars Just when you think that you've been gyped The bearded lady comes and does a double back flip And you run off and join the circus Yeah you just let that pony ride Tearing through the cotton fields and bus shelters Of the South runnin' helter skelter Down through the Mississippi Delta With no place to call your own Mixing up drinks with mixed feeling All along the paint was peeling Down to an Indian blanket on a pony With no rider in the flesh and bone Lookin' for his buffalo river home Lookin' for his buffalo river home |
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from John Hiatt - Live From Austin, Texas (2005)
I've been taking off and landing
But this airport's closed And how much thicker this fog is gonna get God only knows Just when you think that you've got a grip Reality sneaks off, it gives you the slip As if you ever knew what it was Takin' you down the lime Tearing through the cotton fields and bus shelters Of the South runnin' helter skelter Down through the Mississippi Delta With no place to call your own Mixing up drinks with mixed feeling All along the paint was peeling Down to an Indian blanket on a pony With no rider in the flesh and bone Lookin' for his buffalo river home I've been circling the wagons Down at Time Square Trying to fill up this hole in my soul But nothing fits there Just when you think you can let it rip You're pounding the pavement in your daddy's wingtips As if you had someplace else to go Or a better way to get there Tearing through the cotton fields and bus shelters Of the South runnin' helter skelter Down through the Mississippi Delta With no place to call your own Mixing up drinks with mixed feeling All along the paint was peeling Down to an Indian blanket on a pony With no rider in the flesh and bone Lookin' for his buffalo river home Now there's only two things in life But I forget what they are It seems we're either hangin' on a moonbeam's coattails Or wishing on stars Just when you think that you've been gyped The bearded lady comes and does a double back flip And you run off and join the circus Yeah you just let that pony ride Tearing through the cotton fields and bus shelters Of the South runnin' helter skelter Down through the Mississippi Delta With no place to call your own Mixing up drinks with mixed feeling All along the paint was peeling Down to an Indian blanket on a pony With no rider in the flesh and bone Lookin' for his buffalo river home Lookin' for his buffalo river home |
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from John Hiatt - Live At The Hiatt (2007)
She has the wind as a witness
She has feelings that fly by night She believes in forgiveness But it's not love if it holds too tight And you can fly beside her But you gotta go where your heart says go She lets the bright lights guide her Through the rain and the drivin' snow Where she comes from she don't know She's a child of the wild blue yonder Flying out of here She's a child of the wild blue yonder Born in an angel's wing If you see her falling That's just a little trick she does She makes a dive for the pain that's calling Then heads for the clouds like a little dove She can't help her laughing She can't stop your crying days Sometimes it hurts to be having To hold on a love that surely must fly away She's a child of the wild blue yonder Flying out of here She's a child of the wild blue yonder Born in an angel's wing Medicine woman raised her Spirit father praised her Through their love she was set free From a baby kicking and screaming To a full blood woman dreaming With the power just to be She's a child of the wild blue yonder Flying out of here She's a child of the wild blue yonder Born in an angel's wing She's a child of the wild blue yonder Flying out of here She's a child of the wild blue yonder Born in an angel's wing |
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from John Hiatt - Master Of Disaster (2005)
Well he packed up his suitcase
'cause the deal gone down She was slipping on her stockings Lord it made the sweetest sound There was a baby in the reeds Along the river outside of town As he wound his pocket watch To set time spinnin' 'em all around Wasn't long they'd be forgetting This old rainy Texas day Little fella wasn't meant For this old world anyway Gambling and whoring Hiding from plain view Tell me which one of us rounders Would you trust this poor child to You just roll on cold river Wash little moses down We've got business to attend to In Chicago Town In Chicago Town Well they rolled out of Austin On some kind of cattle train She'd been with him for a year Didn't know his second name He worked the small towns hustling nine ball She hooked the truck stops too They were trying to make Chicago Before the winter come blowing through Some trucker sprang a leak In California they supposed Started working Arizona Lord she missed the bloody rose They rambled through the southwest Making money and making time But they never could find no help Not a doctor, not that kind You just roll on cold river Wash little moses down We've got business to attend to In Chicago Town In Chicago Town Some women love their babies Some women won't have one Some Texas woman found him And we're still on the run The kind of life we're living He'd only slow us down Ain't good for nothing anyway Just rambling town to town You just roll on cold river Wash little moses down We've got business to attend to In Chicago Town In Chicago Town Well he unpacked his suitcase She pulled her stockings down Dreaming up a pool hall And shooting up a round She thought about tomorrow When the money rolled around That night they slept like babies In Chicago Town |
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from John Hiatt - Perfectly Good Guitar (2005)
Baby when I put my mind to it
I slip into another gear And I travel in another syncopation When all I wanna be is here with you And I'll be true to you cross my fingers I'll be good to you cross my fingers I'll be true to you cross my fingers Sure as a snake along the river Sure as a ghost is in the trees There is a promise love delivers Even though you never promised me I'll be true to you cross my fingers I'll be good to you cross my fingers I'll be true to you cross my fingers I wanna stay, 'til my thoughts are okay 'Til my motive is clear, 'cause im driftin away From the weight of your arms, from your soft feather bed To a cold white line down the highway in my head All our little tears are icicles Hangin' on the telephone lines And I call you up through all the cracklin' static I swear I only hear you half the time No matter how I try to hold you baby You only seem to slip away from me And then we're walkin out along the ocean Or swimmin like the dolphins out to sea I'll be true to you cross my fingers I'll be good to you cross my fingers I'll be true to you cross my fingers I'll be good to you cross my fingers Cross my fingers |
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from John Hiatt - Walk On (1995)
A moment of steel
A dry-eyed house Did he say goodbye to you Or did you kick him out I know you're not afraid To go alone But this was a marriage of spirit, flesh, and bone Now whatcha gonna do When the planet shifts Whatcha gonna do Gonna slit your wrists And bleed all over the Milky Way The stars in your eyes look red today Cry love, cry love The tears of an angel The tears of a dove Spilling all over, your heart from above Cry love, cry love The trust of a woman in his hand But he was a little boy, not a man You loved him stronger than he could feel Yeah he was wrapped up in himself like an orange peel Now whatcha gonna do With the booze and the blush Whatcha gonna do When there's no rush Cop a little misery At the corner store Well one day that train of pain won't stop no more Cry love, cry love The tears of an angel The tears of a dove Spilling all over, your heart from above Cry love, cry love Throwing up ashes on the floor If this is a lesson in love Well what's it for? The heart will remember The burning fire The next time you feel the flame of desire Cry love, cry love The tears of an angel The tears of a dove Spilling all over, your heart from above Cry love, cry love Cry love, cry love The tears of an angel The tears of a dove Spilling all over, your heart from above Cry love, cry love Cry love, cry love, cry love |
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from John Hiatt - Dirty Jeans And Mudslide Hymns (2011)
They killed my brother in a poker game
Damn this town, I'm leaving Daddy stayed drunk and he died insane Damn this town, I'm leaving Momma had to work, barely raised the kids Damn this town, I'm leaving I ain't gonna tell you what her youngest boy did Damn this town, I'm leaving [Chorus:] Damn this town, I mean it this time Damn this town, I made up my mind Damn this town, damn this town I got a sister who's a thief and she's filled with hate Now she's got a job working for the State Another brother just got out of the Florida Pen Wears a bracelet on his ankle so they know where he's been [Chorus] A couple of sisters made it out all right A brother's in the army fighting for his life There must be some kind of reckoning A righteous judgment for all these things That's all I'm gonna say about my family Damn this town, I'm leaving But maybe you'd like to know a little about me Damn this town, I'm leaving I'm 58 years old, still live at home like a kid Damn this town, I'm leaving Now I can't help my momma tell you what her youngest boy did Damn this town, I'm leaving |
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from John Hiatt - Riding With The King (1983)
Well, Harry had a good job working' for the Secret Service
He had a wife and kids at home who made him awful nervous He'd never done a damn thing you could call experimental And he had this aching feeling that his life was accidental So one day he burned his pinstripe suit and his leather shoulder holster He snapped a Polaroid and made a giant wanted poster He took it to a print shop and ordered up a thousand flyers And walked next door to the laundromat and blew his brains out in the drier And the tag on his toe read: Death by misadventure Ain't that some way to go? Death by misadventure Well, Harry's wife Estella took this matter rather lightly She could have cried and cried but then her looks might come unsightly She thought about her wardrobe and how much it was outdated And how this trumped up family thing was vastly overrated Her kids both turned against her and they took to drugs and stealing Some junkie killed 'em both for two dime bags they were dealing And sitting home alone disgusted by it all She blew the sole survivor off with ninety Nembutals And the tag on her toe read: Death by misadventure Ain't that some way to go? Death by misadventure So be careful how you choose your path and who you pick to go with Some folks they take to living fast while some prefer a slow death Some folks get confused and never quite know how they're going When you're laid out on that slab we're all the worse for knowing That the tag on your toe reads: Death by misadventure What a silly way to go. Death by misadventure |
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from John Hiatt - Dirty Jeans And Mudslide Hymns (2011)
I got me a deuce
and a quarter, babe She will ride you right Pick you up about half past nine We can ride all night I came up from the country, baby City's where I stay Got me a deuce and a quarter, babe It's all I got to say She's a Detroit made Deuce and a quarter, babe She's a Detroit made Deuce and a quarter, babe Big-block she'll do all the work So we can ride in style Leather on those bucket seats Carpet double pile Chrome that takes the moonlight on Sea to shining sea You can hear those glass pipes rumble to the statue of liberty She's a Detroit made Deuce and a quarter, babe She's a Detroit made Deuce and a quarter, babe Now when I first got out of high school I drove an old farm truck All the girls they walked right by me Didn't even say good luck Now I ride my 225, they all want to be my friend I'll pick you up later tonight now baby You can wait till then She's a Detroit made Deuce and a quarter, babe She's a Detroit made Deuce and a quarter, babe She's a Detroit made Deuce and a quarter, babe She's a Detroit made Deuce and a quarter, babe Just about every cat I know wants him a coupe de ville I pay half the price and get twice as nice And they're still trying to pay that bill Now I can't say everything's okay riding in my car But I got me a deuce and a quarter baby She goes like a shooting star She's a Detroit made Deuce and a quarter, babe She's a Detroit made Deuce and a quarter, babe She's a Detroit made Deuce and a quarter, babe She's a Detroit made Deuce and a quarter, babe |
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from John Hiatt - Dirty Jeans And Mudslide Hymns (2011)
I woke up a day late
and a dollar short Thank god, I was wrapped up in your arms I don't want to read the morning news or watch the weather report I'd rather be grateful for your charms I've done a lot of things, baby That didn't make me proud Honey, I don't wanna leave you now Honey, I don't wanna leave you now Honey, I don't wanna leave you now Honey, I don't wanna leave you now Last night you said you looked up to me Nowhere to hide, that's when I lose control I kinda think it's like you see right through me I got no clothes on when you're lookin' into my soul I left my eardrums beating with the roaring of the crowd Honey, I don't wanna leave you now Honey, I don't wanna leave you now Honey, I don't wanna leave you now Honey, I don't wanna leave you now I know I gotta go out and face the music Gotta stand up and play I'm lucky as hell to do what I love But nothing lasts forever, baby Not even the song Though you're the most beautiful one I could ever think of Honey, I don't wanna leave you now Honey, I don't wanna leave you now Honey, I don't wanna leave you now Honey, I don't wanna leave you now All this time I've been coming and going It's like I'm in and out of consciousness I awaken from dreams sometimes without knowing I'm really awake or Am I dreaming this Now I'm wrapped up in your arms And a tear forms in a cloud Crying 'cause I gotta leave you now I'm crying 'cause I gotta leave you now I'm crying 'cause I gotta leave you now I gotta leave you now I gotta leave you now I'm crying 'cause I gotta leave you now I gotta leave you now leave you now I gotta leave you now |
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from John Hiatt - Slow Turning (2005)
I didn't say we wouldn't hurt anymore
That's how you learn, you just get burned But we don't have to feel like dirt anymore Though love's not earned, Baby it's our turn We were always looking for true north With our heads in the clouds, just a little off course I left the motor running, now if you're feeling down and out Come on Baby drive south, with the one you love Come on Baby drive south, with the one you love I'm not talkin' 'bout retreatin' little girl Gonna take our stand, in this Chevy van Windows open on the rest of the world Holdin' hands, all the way to Dixieland We've been tryin' to turn our lives around Since we were little kids, it's been wearin' us down Don't turn away now Darlin' lets fire it up and wind it out Come on Baby drive south, with the one you love Come on Baby drive south, with the one you love I heard your mama callin', I think she was just stallin' Don't know who she was talkin' to, baby me and you We could go down with a smile on, don't bother to pack your nylons Just keep them pretty legs showin', it gets hot down where we're goin' We were always looking for true north With our heads in the clouds, just a little off course I left the motor running, now if you're feeling down and out Come on baby drive, come on baby drive south, come on baby drive south Come on Baby drive south, with the one you love Come on Baby drive south, with the one you love |
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from John Hiatt - Walk On (1995)
Could not get to sleep
It was on my wedding night I was tangled in the sheets And I was dreaming of a light Pouring from her window Coming up through the floor Lifting up the darkness Crashing through my kitchen door Down to that old oak table I went to take a look And my whole life flashed before me Just like a story book She used to make me breakfast Or sit around and talk Have another cup of coffee Or maybe take a little walk Dust down a country road Blowing int he wind Behind an old truck load Up before the rooster crowed There's an old dog staring At the dust down a country road And that truck is going somewhere I just can't be sure When tomorrow's just the day After all that's gone before And I always thought of leaving I never could stay too long Now her memory's catching up And our sweet dreams are all gone Dust down a country road Blowing int he wind Behind an old truck load Up before the rooster crowed There's an old dog staring At the dust down a country road If I had a bullet I'd put it in this gun And I'd catch that old dog napping And I'd shoot him before he runs Cause he ain't much good for nothin' Except staring at the dust Lord I wonder what he's looking at Sneaking up on us Dust down a country road Blowing int he wind Behind an old truck load Up before the rooster crowed There's an old dog staring At the dust down a country road |
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from John Hiatt - Walk On (1995)
I'm sitting on the toilet
With my sunglasses on Wondering what you are up to This hotel's got bathroom telephones But I don't want to interrupt you You might be painting your nails With your hot curlers on Each one a different color Or listening to that Beach Boys sailing song Sloop John B or another Ethylene, my Ethylene My love for you is just obscene My deer you dress My fish you clean But you are nowhere to be seen My Ethylene Well you could bag your limit With a bow and arrow Yeah you could skin a cougar in the dark Well I thought we were walking Down the straight and narrow How'd we ever drift so far apart I took my eighteen wheels On this road to nowhere And you disappeared right up in the hills Like smoke up a chimney Girl, I go there Yeah in my dreams I visit you still Ethylene, my Ethylene My love for you is just obscene My deer you dress My fish you clean But you are nowhere to be seen My Ethylene Now some men will drive To the edges of nothing So they can take a peak at the great abyss Some men avoid love Like it was a plague or something So they can leave the seat down When they piss I miss that crocheted thing You kept on the Kleenex box I miss my feet On your cold linoleum floor Sippin hot coffee After makin love till daybreak Well Ethylene a fool would ask for more Ethylene, my Ethylene My love for you is just obscene My deer you dress My fish you clean But you are nowhere to be seen My Ethylene Ethylene, my Ethylene My love for you is just obscene My deer you dress My fish you clean But you are nowhere to be seen My Ethylene My Ethylene, my Ethylene, my Ethylene |
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from John Hiatt - Riding With The King (1983)
I'm gonna lower my standards and raise my price
I'm gonna take your lunch and your bad advice Until my worse idea gets the big reward Until I get out of this raggedy Ford And into a shiny new two seater Dress my girlfriend up like a cheetah I'm gonna sign my checks: Yours sincerely For all the money that you hold dearly When my ego swells and my output dwindles You can tell the world that youve been swindled By the man who would have been so bitter Had he never reconsidered Falling up To the top of the junk pile wearing a big smile Falling up To the top of the heap with my tongue in cheek I cant sit down cause I'm falling up Well I used to think that I had some duty Now I only want the booty And unless youve recently been anointed Then dont tell me youre disappointed In the man who would have been so bitter Had he never reconsidered Now I pay no mind to innovation Just over and over with the same sensation Till I'm a short short subject on a long tape loop That comes and goes like the hula hoop In one ear and out the other Nothing there to stop it, brother Falling up |
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from John Hiatt - Rollin Into Memphis (2002)
I'm gonna lower my standards and raise my price
I'm gonna take your lunch and your bad advice Until my worse idea gets the big reward Until I get out of this raggedy Ford And into a shiny new two seater Dress my girlfriend up like a cheetah I'm gonna sign my checks: Yours sincerely For all the money that you hold dearly When my ego swells and my output dwindles You can tell the world that youve been swindled By the man who would have been so bitter Had he never reconsidered Falling up To the top of the junk pile wearing a big smile Falling up To the top of the heap with my tongue in cheek I cant sit down cause I'm falling up Well I used to think that I had some duty Now I only want the booty And unless youve recently been anointed Then dont tell me youre disappointed In the man who would have been so bitter Had he never reconsidered Now I pay no mind to innovation Just over and over with the same sensation Till I'm a short short subject on a long tape loop That comes and goes like the hula hoop In one ear and out the other Nothing there to stop it, brother Falling up |
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from John Hiatt - Little Head (2003)
Broken love out on the highway
I thought I knew you like the back of my hand Pick him up, he's just a ghost from the old days That's just about as far as we go from here That's just about as far as we go He wants a ride out of Montana Back to the girl with the West in her eyes Before the wagons rolled out of Indiana That's just about as far as we go from here That's just about as far as we go That's just about as far as we go from here That's just about as far as we go And you and I know That this road don't go back there anymore Just let him rest He's the best of you and me Just let him be I never knew so much time was passing And who'd have thought we'd be haunted by dreams Dreams of love so true and everlasting That's just about as far as we go from here That's just about as far as we go That's just about as far as we go from here That's just about as far as we go |
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from John Hiatt - Little Head (2003)
I thought I had to cut off from my head down to my toes
But heaven knows that I was wrong, I'm feeling again Holding my breath and holed up in this cheap motel, I feel like hell I'm holding my own heart, I'm feeling again When I get that feeling like a bass drum Pounding til my head is numb Electric onion peeling within I got that feeling again (I got that) Feeling again (I got that) Feeling again (I got that) Feeling again And all those nights just kill a billion brain cells Now I'm swelling up inside with teeth and nails, I'm feeling again From the bottoms up I put the top down on this town And drove it around till I passed out, I'm feeling again When I get that feeling like a bass drum Pounding til my head is numb Electric onion peeling within I got that feeling again (I got that) Feeling again (I got that) Feeling again (I got that) Feeling again Morning comes like Catholic guilt, wilted lettuce bar The family farm on false alarms, I'm feeling again Holding on to fear and lust and hate, now it's too late To spin the wheel, it's drink or feel, I'm feeling again When I get that feeling like a bass drum Pounding til my head is numb Electric onion peeling within I got that feeling again (I got that) Feeling again (I got that) Feeling again (I got that) Feeling again (I got that) Feeling again (I got that) Feeling again (I got that) Feeling again (I got that) Feeling again |
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from John Hiatt - Slow Turning (2005)
Down here the river, meets the sea
And in the sticky heat I feel ya' open up to me Love comes out of nowhere baby, just like a hurricane And it feels like rain And it feels like rain Lying here, underneath the stars right next to you And I'm wondering who you are and How do you do? How do you do, baby? The clouds roll in across the moon And the wind howls out your name And it feels like rain And it feels like rain We never going to make that bridge tonight baby Across Lake Ponchartrain And it feels like rain And it feels like rain So batten down the hatch baby And leave your heart up your sleeve It looks like we're in for stormy weather, That ain't no cause for us to leave Just lay here, in my arms Let it wash away the pain And it feels like rain And it feels like rain |
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from John Hiatt - Live At The Hiatt (2007)
Down here the river, meets the sea
And in the sticky heat I feel ya' open up to me Love comes out of nowhere baby, just like a hurricane And it feels like rain And it feels like rain Lying here, underneath the stars right next to you And I'm wondering who you are and How do you do? How do you do, baby? The clouds roll in across the moon And the wind howls out your name And it feels like rain And it feels like rain We never going to make that bridge tonight baby Across Lake Ponchartrain And it feels like rain And it feels like rain So batten down the hatch baby And leave your heart up your sleeve It looks like we're in for stormy weather, That ain't no cause for us to leave Just lay here, in my arms Let it wash away the pain And it feels like rain And it feels like rain |
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from John Hiatt - Rollin Into Memphis (2002)
Down here the river, meets the sea
And in the sticky heat I feel ya' open up to me Love comes out of nowhere baby, just like a hurricane And it feels like rain And it feels like rain Lying here, underneath the stars right next to you And I'm wondering who you are and How do you do? How do you do, baby? The clouds roll in across the moon And the wind howls out your name And it feels like rain And it feels like rain We never going to make that bridge tonight baby Across Lake Ponchartrain And it feels like rain And it feels like rain So batten down the hatch baby And leave your heart up your sleeve It looks like we're in for stormy weather, That ain't no cause for us to leave Just lay here, in my arms Let it wash away the pain And it feels like rain And it feels like rain |
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from John Hiatt - Master Of Disaster (2005)
We were coming down the old turnpike
Horse hooves pounding, sledgehammer night You can tell 'em anything you like I was there with you baby Silver and diamonds and a skin full of tears The road narrowed then it disappeared Maybe you figured you might Wind up some place like here Acting like you never cared for me baby Now you shake me off Like the dust your boots are wearing The leather's soft but I'm cold and fast Makes me cough 'til I feel my lungs are tearing I'll never rest 'til I find you at last Find you at last The ground we covered's cracked and spit with rain Not enough here to fill the smallest vein Be all right if this god-forsaken terrain Just dried up and blew away baby Maybe my memory's just not right But we've been baptized by fire and light Eaten by the earth Swallowed up by the night I don't care where you think You're gonna stay baby Now you shake me off Like the dust your boots are wearing The leather's soft but I'm hard and fast Makes me cough 'til I feel my lungs are tearing I'll never rest 'til I find you at last Find you at last Find you at last Find you at last baby Find you at last I've been searching for an answer What a waste of time Should've picked your trail up sooner But I couldn't stop the pain That was breaking up my mind So I found some open country I forgot the past I don't care if you don't want me 'cause nothing matters any more baby 'til I find you at last Tonight you're sleeing on a cold dirt floor And in my dreams I'm crashing through your door But you don't recognize me anymore Do you baby 'til I find you at least Find you at last Find you at last baby Find you at last Find you at last 'til I find you at last Find you at last |
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from John Hiatt - Walk On (1995)
Friend of mine
Has gone away Like a light from yesterday Lost in space Somewhere they say This friend of mine He could sing Like a child A mother's dream So sweet and mild Or big and mean Loud and wild This friend of mine His voice is still Like the night Rustling winds Of angel's flight Take him home To the light This friend of mine This friend of mine |
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from John Hiatt - Slow Turning (2005)
I know a girl, mess with your mind,
She'll come to you in the summer sometime She'll talk about things you don't understand, But you better keep to the matters at hand Before the whole damn thing unwinds She is beautiful, she is small She don't wanna play basketball There's no tellin' what she might do Before her doin' days are through But right now she can't even crawl Georgia Rae, OK, Georgia Rae Georgia Rae, what'd I say Georgia Rae Your mother and I we did this act In some hotel 'bout nine moths back Now, it's love that brings you here A love that will not disappear Georgia, honey, you can count on that Georgia Rae, OK, Georgia Rae Georgia Rae, what'd I say Georgia Rae We were tired, should've been sleepin' But, like a fire, somethin' came creepin', creepin', creepin' Your brother and sister don't understand How your tiny feet and your tiny hands Could carry the weight of a thousand earths Into our little universe But, Georgia, we all think it's grand Georgia Rae, OK, Georgia Rae Georgia Rae, what'd I say Georgia Rae |
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from John Hiatt - Riding With The King (1983)
Well hes got her going up and down like a yo-yo
And she never feels better than ever, just so-so Like a shrunken head on a rear view mirror She rides along in his atmosphere Like furry dice or some voodoo thing Hes got that girl on a string Since they tied the knot he keeps her in stitches And when she ain't banged up, shes sewing his britches Like a line between the orange juice cans Shes strung out on his childish demands To meet him out by the backyard swing Hes got that girl on a string Girl on a string, just a little play toy Girl on a string, for a little bad boy Girl on a string, hes dragging her around Girl on a string, hes tying her down She carries his baby straddled on her hipbone And theres another on the way, just wait till they get home The deeper into darkness they get The more she sees the silhouette Of a girl who wanted pretty things Not that girl on a string |
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from John Hiatt - Walk On (1995)
Well she was a millionaire
Before she was fourteen But there was an emptiness there That to practically everyone else could be seen She hit up on the drug of love Though there was no hole in her arm There was a hole some place else About as big as dady 10.000 acre farm Oh, she was dying for it For all the world to see Ah, she was as good as she could be Well she had a baby at eighteen Never finished high school Her husband beat her for money and sex Till that cadillac finally ran out of fuel One disaster led to another Down to her and her baby son Born with a silver spoon in her mouth Headed south now Cause she was never born to run Oh, she was dying for it For all the world to see Ah, she was as good as she could be Oh, she was dying for it For all the world to see Ah, she was as good as she could be Well her momma died last year And her daddy he called her back home But when he opened the door He could not recognize This spectre of hair and bone But it was his own baby child Though she looked like an old woman now Well she lived ten lifetimes in five years Anywhere that the law would allow Oh, she was dying for it For all the world to see Ah, she was as good as she could be Oh, she was dying for it For all the world to see Ah, she was as good as she could be Yeah, she was good as she could be Ah, she was good as she could be |
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from John Hiatt - Little Head (2003)
I used to stumble up to your door
Three thousand kisses on the living room floor But we don't do that kind of thing anymore Cause we both graduated We used to talk until the morning light Bout everything we did and did not like Now it's all double blinds and downsized appetites Cause we both graduated Yeah we both graduated And we learned, we learned, we learned to be strong Now the power's gone And we turned, we turned, turned out to be wrong Now we both graduated Now we both graduated Now we both graduated I liked feeling in the dark for you We watched Apocalypse Now and The Heart of Darkness, too Melted down barriers and cleaned up the goo Now we both graduated No amount of college is gonna give you that jolt The top of the pyramid is holding all our volts It's not high technology, it's just nuts and bolts And we both graduated Yeah we both graduated And we learned, we learned, we learned to be strong Now the power's gone And we turned, we turned, turned out to be wrong And we both graduated Yeah we both graduated Na na, na nanana, nana nanana na Na na, na nanana, nana nanana na Na na, na nanana, nana nanana na Now as we step out in this frozen world The amazing Mr Snowjob and his Cryogenic Girl Living out history but dead to the world Cause we both graduated Yeah we both graduated Na na, na nanana, nana nanana na... |
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from John Hiatt - Bring The Family (1987)
When the road gets dark And you can no longer see Just let my love throw a spark And have a little faith in me And when the tears you cry Are all you can believe Just give these loving arms a try And have a little faith in me And: Have a little faith in me Have a little faith in me Have a little faith in me Have a little faith in me When your secret heart Cannot speak so easily Come here darlin' From a whisper start To have a little faith in me And when your back's against the wall Just turn around and you will see I will catch, I will catch your fall baby Just have a little faith in me SUNG OVER FADE: Well, I've been loving you for such a long time girl Expecting nothing in return Just for you to have a little faith in me You see time, time is our friend 'Cause for us there is no end And all you gotta do is have a little faith in me I said I will hold you up, I will hold you up Your love gives me strength enough So have a little faith in me |
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from John Hiatt - Bring The Family (1987)
When the road gets dark
And you can no longer see Just let my love throw a spark And have a little faith in me And when the tears you cry Are all you can believe Just give these loving arms a try baby And have a little faith in me And have a little faith in me Have a little faith in me Have a little faith in me Have a little faith in me When your secret heart Cannot speak so easily Come here darlin' From a whisper start To have a little faith in me And when your back's against the wall Just turn around and you, you will see I will catch you, I will catch your fall baby Just have a little faith in me And have a little faith in me Have a little faith in me Have a little faith in me Have a little faith in me Well I've been loving you for such a long time girl Expecting nothing in return just for for you to have a little faith in me 'Cause see time, time is our friend 'Cause for us there is no end And all you gotta do is a have a little faith in me I said I will hold you up I will hold you up And your love gives me strength in love So have a little faith in love I said a hey hey all you gotta do for me girl is have a little bit of faith in me I said a I said a hey... |
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from Theory Of Flight (비행의 이론) by Rolfe Kent [ost] (1999)
When the road gets dark
And you can no longer see Just let my love throw a spark And have a little faith in me And when the tears you cry Are all you can believe Just give these loving arms a try baby And have a little faith in me And have a little faith in me Have a little faith in me Have a little faith in me Have a little faith in me When your secret heart Cannot speak so easily Come here darlin' From a whisper start To have a little faith in me And when your back's against the wall Just turn around and you, you will see I will catch you, I will catch your fall baby Just have a little faith in me And have a little faith in me Have a little faith in me Have a little faith in me Have a little faith in me Well I've been loving you for such a long time girl Expecting nothing in return just for for you to have a little faith in me 'Cause see time, time is our friend 'Cause for us there is no end And all you gotta do is a have a little faith in me I said I will hold you up I will hold you up And your love gives me strength in love So have a little faith in love I said a hey hey all you gotta do for me girl is have a little bit of faith in me I said a I said a hey... |
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from John Hiatt - Live From Austin, Texas (2005)
When the road gets dark
And you can no longer see Just let my love throw a spark And have a little faith in me And when the tears you cry Are all you can believe Just give these loving arms a try baby And have a little faith in me And have a little faith in me Have a little faith in me Have a little faith in me Have a little faith in me When your secret heart Cannot speak so easily Come here darlin' From a whisper start To have a little faith in me And when your back's against the wall Just turn around and you, you will see I will catch you, I will catch your fall baby Just have a little faith in me And have a little faith in me Have a little faith in me Have a little faith in me Have a little faith in me Well I've been loving you for such a long time girl Expecting nothing in return just for for you to have a little faith in me 'Cause see time, time is our friend 'Cause for us there is no end And all you gotta do is a have a little faith in me I said I will hold you up I will hold you up And your love gives me strength in love So have a little faith in love I said a hey hey all you gotta do for me girl is have a little bit of faith in me I said a I said a hey... |
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from John Hiatt - Rollin Into Memphis (2002)
When the road gets dark
And you can no longer see Just let my love throw a spark And have a little faith in me And when the tears you cry Are all you can believe Just give these loving arms a try baby And have a little faith in me And have a little faith in me Have a little faith in me Have a little faith in me Have a little faith in me When your secret heart Cannot speak so easily Come here darlin' From a whisper start To have a little faith in me And when your back's against the wall Just turn around and you, you will see I will catch you, I will catch your fall baby Just have a little faith in me And have a little faith in me Have a little faith in me Have a little faith in me Have a little faith in me Well I've been loving you for such a long time girl Expecting nothing in return just for for you to have a little faith in me 'Cause see time, time is our friend 'Cause for us there is no end And all you gotta do is a have a little faith in me I said I will hold you up I will hold you up And your love gives me strength in love So have a little faith in love I said a hey hey all you gotta do for me girl is have a little bit of faith in me I said a I said a hey... |
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from John Hiatt - Dirty Jeans And Mudslide Hymns (2011)
The streets are all empty, the network's deveined
Buildings walled up, electricity drained Shots in the square where they mowed them all down The river runs red from the center of town I worked for my daddy, he worked for his paw Till they came from the city and they took what they saw We rented back land and we worked what we could But they built and the stripped it 'till it wasn't no good [Chorus:] And I know I, yes I know I Gotta hold on, hold on for your love Out in the woods, my old truck is on fire Burning the last drops of my enormous desire Men eating men and there's no time for crying For I'm tired of the blood and I'm sick of the dying [Chorus] Burn down the cabin and put out the stars Tear up the fields and leave everything scarred I've been here before, but I don't know this place I've been here with you, but I can't see your face [Chorus] |
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from John Hiatt - Master Of Disaster (2005)
Caught like a deer in my own headlights
Frozen on this road tonight I had a fix on the brightest star Now I'm not sure where you are North is south and east is west Where's the love that I knew best Shifting in this icy wind Howlin' down the cumberland You're in this valley that I love Cold and far as the stars above Do I have to wait 'til spring is here? Just to hold you warm and near Dead of winter, dead of night Not much time to make it right I know where that lonesome sound begins Howlin' down the cumberland Just a creature in the dark Longing for one blessed spark To burn the sky and hear the night With love reborn by morning light But nature doesn't heed the call Nature just commands that's all Now my love's a cutting wind Howlin' down the cumberland Now my love's a cutting wind Howlin' down the cumberland |
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from John Hiatt - Walk On (1995)
Tonight I'm howling at a foreign moon
Might as well be a junkie's spoon For all the light it's given me Sinking in my misery It's been forty days and forty nights Darling since I held you tight I walk the desert of my dreams I got to get out of here before I scream Too much take off, too much landing No such love, no understanding I can't wait baby till you're by my side I can't wait baby though you know I've tried I can't wait baby just one more ride I can't wait till you're by my side Could you crawl through your telephone Girl I'm so tired of being alone I'm talking to walls in my hotel room Around the world in a sonic boom Some close calls and some near misses All I want is your sweet soul kisses I can't wait baby till you're by my side I can't wait baby though you know I've tried I can't wait baby just one more ride I can't wait till you're by my side For all the noise on my hometown street Little children playing at my feet Well I would give my soul to be Back in your arms in Tennessee Too much take off, too much landing No such love, no understanding I can't wait baby till you're by my side I can't wait though you know I've tried I can't wait just one more ride I can't wait, can't wait Baby till you're by my side I can't wait baby till your by my side I can't wait though you know I've tried I can't wait just one more ride I can't wait till you're by my side |
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from John Hiatt - Live At The Hiatt (2007)
I thought I had your number - there must be some mistake
I dialled 6 - 3 - 7 - 11 - 88 I got some geezer; said his girlfriend's on the town I said, "I've got the wrong number," and I slammed the phone down Thought about it for a minute 'til the anger went away I figure every dog in town is gonna have his day Well, I could count the teardrops, or I could wonder why Well I used to be your lover - now I don't even try It was champagne parties and sweet love sins Now it's warm beer at midnight and girlie magazines I stack the empty cans up like a freshman in school It's the kind of thing you're into when you ain't nobody's fool Got my socks in the oven, something's growing in the sink I can't begin to face the day without a couple of drinks Ain't had a decent meal since you made me cry Well I used to be your lover - now I don't even try Memories, take a look at what you've done to me It's gettin' so all I do is watch TV Can't even prove that I'm alive Well, I thought I had your number - there must be some mistake I dialled 6-3-7-1-1-8-8 I got some geezer; said his girlfriend's on the town I said, "I've got the wrong number," and I slammed the phone down But I know the number's right and you're his girl Though I wouldn't want to face it for the whole wide world Don't come back baby, I think I'm gonna die Well I used to be your lover, now I don't even try I used to be your lover, now I don't even try |
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from John Hiatt - Dirty Jeans And Mudslide Hymns (2011)
Well, she come around here, in her '65 dress
With her eyes stuck open and her head in a mess With her head screaming 'no' and her heart saying 'yes' And I love that girl [Chorus:] It was back in that house full of drunkards and thieves When she first saw me rising up off of my knees And she said do you think you could show me that please And I love that girl Well, I love that girl And I love that girl Well, I love that girl Well, I love that girl We'd been left by the road in the back of the night We'd been stranded by dreams in then shot full of moonlight They took us downtown and they read us our rights And I love that girl So we married and said that we never would part And there hasn't been even one small change of heart If it ended all now, I wouldn't know where to start And I love that girl [Chorus] You lose it all then you're ascending Into a love that's never ending Now they're boilin' the oil on the bridge at the gates The king's men in the castle they're lying in wait} She says now is the time that we must not hesitate And I love that girl And she wakes me with coffee and kisses my head And starts to explain about something she's read I say darling, you haven't heard a word that I've said And I love that girl [Chorus] I know, I know I love that girl... |
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from John Hiatt - Perfectly Good Guitar (2005)
I would have thought time would erase
I'll never get over you The feeling's lost in your embrace I'll never get over you But still I try And still I cry Still I'm wondering why I'll never get over you I'll never get over you I'll never get over you I tell myself my heart will find A way to get over you When I've already lost my mind Tryin' to get over you The voice goes on The feeling's long But still sweet sleep never comes I'll never get over you I'll never get over you I'll never get over you So now I've met the enemy Trying to get over you A shroud of rain, a memory Trying to get over you I recognize Those crazy eyes And still they're tellin' me lies I'll never get over you I'll never get over you I'll never get over you |
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from John Hiatt - Slow Turning (2005)
She came onto him like a slow movin' cold front
His beer was warmer than the look in her eyes She sat on a stool, he said, "What do you want?" She said, "Give me a love that don't freeze up inside." He said, "I have melted some hearts in my time dear But to sit next to you, Lord, I shiver and shake And if I knew love, well, I don't think I'd be here Askin' myself if I've got what it takes." To melt your icy blue heart Should I start? To turn what's been frozen for years Into a river of tears "These days we all play cool, calm and collected Why, our lips could turn blue just shooting the breeze" But under the frost, well, he thought he detected A warm blush of red and a touch of her knee He said, "Girl, you're a beauty like I've never witnessed And I've seen the Northern Lights dance in the air But I've felt the cold that can follow the first kiss And there's not enough heat in the fires burning there." To melt your icy blue heart Should I start? To turn what's been frozen for years Into a river of tears |
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from John Hiatt - Live From Austin, Texas (2005)
She came onto him like a slow movin' cold front
His beer was warmer than the look in her eyes She sat on a stool, he said, "What do you want?" She said, "Give me a love that don't freeze up inside." He said, "I have melted some hearts in my time dear But to sit next to you, Lord, I shiver and shake And if I knew love, well, I don't think I'd be here Askin' myself if I've got what it takes." To melt your icy blue heart Should I start? To turn what's been frozen for years Into a river of tears "These days we all play cool, calm and collected Why, our lips could turn blue just shooting the breeze" But under the frost, well, he thought he detected A warm blush of red and a touch of her knee He said, "Girl, you're a beauty like I've never witnessed And I've seen the Northern Lights dance in the air But I've felt the cold that can follow the first kiss And there's not enough heat in the fires burning there." To melt your icy blue heart Should I start? To turn what's been frozen for years Into a river of tears |
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from John Hiatt - Slow Turning (2005)
That girl you were seein' back in '72
Somethin' 'bout a hotel room and bath water in your shoes Were you into your Catholic thing then or some other stew Were you both holed up in that hotel room practicing voodoo It'll come to you Don't look back, it'll come to you In the middle of the night, with you covers pulled up tight It'll come to you And that business partner you took for every red cent You can't even remember where all of that money went Some on liquor and women, maybe a little rent But as far as paying it back, Buddy, you ain't made a dent It'll come to you Don't look back, it'll come to you In the middle of the night, with you covers pulled up tight It'll come to you Yes they'll all be standin' 'round you in your sleep Askin' for a promise you couldn't keep 'Cause back when you were hollow inside You were tryin' to puff yourself up with your own foolish pride Now you're happily married with a wife and kids of you're own But sometimes in the closet at night you can hear them rattlin' bones Takin' bets on your future and your current postal zone It's a spooky equation, but check out yourself, Jack, you're the great unknown It'll come to you Don't look back, it'll come to you In the middle of the night, with you covers pulled up tight It'll come to you |
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from John Hiatt - Bring The Family (1987)
I'm 34 years old now And I've come to you Baby I don't even know how I got through From the first kiss in the schoolyard Til the last heart broke in two I didn't know it would be so hard Learning how to love you There was a life that I was living In some cracked rearview Where no future was given To a heart untrue Still I thought that I was so strong That my will could force me through I didn't know it would be so long Learning how to love you BRIDGE: I might have never realized The courage in your kiss And the sweet forgiveness in your eyes Babe I know you've walked a mile In someone else's shoes Maybe you've left some faces smiling Walking off your blues And I don't pretend to know how You ever saw it through 'Cause I only got to where I am now Learning how to love you |
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from John Hiatt - Bring The Family (1987)
I'm 34 years old now
And I've come to you Baby I don't even know how I got through From the first kiss in the schoolyard Til the last heart broke in two I didn't know it would be so hard Learning how to love you There was a life that I was living In some cracked rearview Where no future was given To a heart untrue Still I thought that I was so strong That my will could force me through I didn't know it would be so long Learning how to love you I might have never realized The courage in your kiss And the sweet forgiveness in your eyes Babe I know you've walked a mile In someone else's shoes Maybe you've left some faces smiling Walking off your blues And I don't pretend to know how You ever saw it through 'Cause I only got to where I am now Learning how to love you |
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from The Country Bears (컨트리 베어스) by Christopher Young [ost] (2002)
You can't sit around waiting for the path to glory
You gotta get movin' to tell your story The bigger they come, the harder they fall From the littlest acorns come trees so tall And where you're comin' from is where you're goin' Til' you get there you got no way of knowin' All the love in the world won't find you if you don't let it Let it ride, let it ride, let it ride And every mistake is a break but only if you get it Let it ride, let it ride, let it ride Everyday is a brand new place Feel the sun upon your face Try somethin' new, don't regret it A hole in your shoe but just forget it Let it ride, oh, you got to let it Let it ride, let it ride, let it ride And every mistake is a break but only if you get it Let it ride, let it ride, let it ride |
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from Where The Heart Is (웨어 더 핫 이즈) [ost] (2000)
Love only stays for a little while, baby
That's what I said 'cause I was scared Too scared to say what you mean to me, baby Too afraid to show how much I cared Feel love, well, I couldn't be here So you just packed up and said goodbye I feel love but now it's too late And all I do is cry 'Cause I know that your memory lingers I think about you night and day I know from the tips of my fingers I had your love but I let it slip away I had your love but I let it slip away Could not have your heart any day, pretty baby You could be here now and it's killin' me I'm standing all alone in the way, pretty baby In the way of love that was meant to be I know 'cause your memory lingers I think about you night and day I know from the tips of my fingers I had your love but I let it slip away I had your love but I let it slip away Feel love, well, I couldn't be here So you packed it up and said goodbye I feel love but now it's too late And all I do is cry 'Cause I know that your memory lingers I think about you night and day I know from the tips of my fingers I had your love but I let it slip away I know that your memory lingers I think about you night and day I know from the tips of my fingers I had your love but I let it slip away I had your love but I let it slip away |
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from John Hiatt - Bring The Family (1987)
There's a lipstick sunset Smeared across the August sky There's a bitter sweet perfume Hanging in the fields The creek is running high And I left my lover waiting In the dawn somewhere to wonder why By the end of the day All her sweet dreams would fade To a lipstick sunset Well, a radio was playing And that ol' summer heat was on the rise I just had to get away Before some sad old song Brought tears to my eyes And Lord I couldn't tell her That her love was only killing me By the end of the day All her sweet dreams would fade To a lipstick sunset Well it's pretty as a picture baby Red and blushing just before the night Maybe love's like that for me Maybe I can only see As you take away the light So hold me in the darkness We can dream about the cool twilight 'Til the dawning of the day When I make my getaway To a lipstick sunset There will come another day When I make my getaway To a lipstick sunset There will come another day Then I'll make my getaway To a lipstick sunset |
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from John Hiatt - Bring The Family (1987)
There's a lipstick sunset
Smeared across the August sky There's a bitter sweet perfume Hanging in the fields The creek is running high And I left my lover waiting In the dawn somewhere to wonder why By the end of the day All her sweet dreams would fade To a lipstick sunset Well, a radio was playing And that ol' summer heat was on the rise I just had to get away Before some sad old song Brought tears to my eyes And Lord I couldn't tell her That her love was only killing me By the end of the day All her sweet dreams would fade To a lipstick sunset Well it's pretty as a picture baby Red and blushing just before the night Maybe love's like that for me Maybe I can only see As you take away the light So hold me in the darkness We can dream about the cool twilight 'Til the dawning of the day When I make my getaway To a lipstick sunset There will come another day When I make my getaway To a lipstick sunset There will come another day Then I'll make my getaway To a lipstick sunset |
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from John Hiatt - Live At The Hiatt (2007)
There's a lipstick sunset
Smeared across the August sky There's a bitter sweet perfume Hanging in the fields The creek is running high And I left my lover waiting In the dawn somewhere to wonder why By the end of the day All her sweet dreams would fade To a lipstick sunset Well, a radio was playing And that ol' summer heat was on the rise I just had to get away Before some sad old song Brought tears to my eyes And Lord I couldn't tell her That her love was only killing me By the end of the day All her sweet dreams would fade To a lipstick sunset Well it's pretty as a picture baby Red and blushing just before the night Maybe love's like that for me Maybe I can only see As you take away the light So hold me in the darkness We can dream about the cool twilight 'Til the dawning of the day When I make my getaway To a lipstick sunset There will come another day When I make my getaway To a lipstick sunset There will come another day Then I'll make my getaway To a lipstick sunset |
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from John Hiatt - Rollin Into Memphis (2002)
They have come to haunt the children
They have come to walk the wind I can hear them as they rustle through the trees Looking for the love that killed them So that they might live again It's a simple prayer that brings me to my knees With drums and bells and rattles They have caught us in our time To watch the eagle rise up from the fire Now is it true we are possessed By all the ones we leave behind Or is it by their lives we are inspired It's a new light, new day Listening for new meaning learning how to say It's a new place but you've always been here You're just listening to old voices with a new ear It's the livin' and the dyin' Well it scares the young ones so They can hardly catch their breath before too long They see the tears we're crying And they watch the river flow And they follow on the banks until it's gone I surrender to the mountains I surrender to the sea I surrender to the one who calls my name I surrender to my lover and to my enemy I surrender to the face that holds no shame It's a new light, new day Listening for new meaning learning how to say It's a new place but you've always been here You're just listening to old voices with a new ear There's a spider at my window And she spins a web of truth More beautiful than all those memories And she surely is God's artist As she's caught the morning dew It's a simple prayer that brings me to my knees It's a new light, new day Listening for new meaning learning how to say It's a new place but you've always been here You're just listening to old voices with a new ear It's a new light, new day Listening for new meaning learning how to say It's a new place but you've always been here You're just listening to old voices with a new ear |
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from John Hiatt - Little Head (2003)
I'm dirty as a man hole cover
I'm lookin for my long lost lover She turned me out and now I'm sinkin' I'm just so easily led when the little head does the thinkin' I'm talking with a tight red sweater I'm feelin' like Eddie Vedder Only twice as cool when she starts winkin' I'm just so easily led when the little head does the thinkin' I'm loyal as a dog but I'm a hog for that sexual attraction It starts up in my mind and makes a bee line below the belt No consequences just satisfaction Baby in my heart I'm faithful This two headed monster is so distasteful Forgive me when my instincts start stinkin' I'm just so easily led when the little head does the thinkin' I'm just so easily led when the little head does the thinkin' Think about it... Forgive me if my instincts start stinkin' I'm just so easily led when the little head does the thinkin' |
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from John Hiatt - Riding With The King (1983)
Take it easy baby
But take as much as you can Cause I got all the sweet loving You could possibly stand I'll take your tears for drinking water Make your pain sweet company You can lay all your burdens on my shoulder Girl you mean that much to me I could climb the highest mountain To show the world I could survive But without your lovin' baby I wouldn't even be alive Cause your love is like blood Cause your love is like blood to me Like a river baby Your love is running thru me And with ev'ry beat of our hearts We're defying gravity Just a little bit further on up the stream There's a shady resting place Where you can lose all your blues and your troubles With just one sweet embrace Now I could do a million things Just to prove that I'm a man But there's only one woman Who holds my life in her hands Your love is like blood to me Your love it's just like blood to me I don't care what your people say Over my dead body will they ever take you away And any man cutting in on me Well he just better stop cause I can't spare a drop Your love is like blood to me Your love is like blood to me |
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from John Hiatt - Rollin Into Memphis (2002)
Take it easy baby
But take as much as you can Cause I got all the sweet loving You could possibly stand I'll take your tears for drinking water Make your pain sweet company You can lay all your burdens on my shoulder Girl you mean that much to me I could climb the highest mountain To show the world I could survive But without your lovin' baby I wouldn't even be alive Cause your love is like blood Cause your love is like blood to me Like a river baby Your love is running thru me And with ev'ry beat of our hearts We're defying gravity Just a little bit further on up the stream There's a shady resting place Where you can lose all your blues and your troubles With just one sweet embrace Now I could do a million things Just to prove that I'm a man But there's only one woman Who holds my life in her hands Your love is like blood to me Your love it's just like blood to me I don't care what your people say Over my dead body will they ever take you away And any man cutting in on me Well he just better stop cause I can't spare a drop Your love is like blood to me Your love is like blood to me |
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from John Hiatt - Master Of Disaster (2005)
In the forest of no gravity
Where birds mock reality We laid out some bread crumbs Yeah but somebody ate 'em Always thought we'd make it here But here keeps movin' How much blood How many tears It's never been proven Love's not where we thought we left it Who took the last of love and kept it Caged love in tried to protect it Love's not where we thought we left it The apostles were jealous Of Mary Magdalene and jesus Said why do you love her more than us Jesus turned back in disgust Said why do I love her more than you The answer is a question Just ask yourself what can I do To gain my lord's affection Love's not where you thought you left it Who took the last of love and kept it Caged love in tried to protect it Love's not where we thought we left it When men become more ladylike I'll see you in the candlelight When women come to be like men We'll be ashamed to fight again No jealous god's the only one Father, mother, ghost and son Love's unorthodox Changes all of nature's clocks To time remaining Just twenty-four hours For lovers in training Bitter, salty, sweet and sour Love's not where we thought we left it Who took the last of love and kept it Love's not where we thought we left it Who took the last of love and kept it Love's not where we thought we left it |
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from John Hiatt - Riding With The King (1983)
Who'll take the only hearts they got
And throw them into the fire? Who'll risk their own self-respect In the name of desire? Who'll regret every thing they've done And who'll get the bill? Lovers will Who'll hurt each other all the time And never give it a thought? Who'll lie about where they've been And hope they never get caught? Who'll say each other's kisses No longer thrill? Lovers will Lovers will do almost anything For the thrill that only love can bring If love is a healer, who'll be the first ones ill? Lovers will You know that lovers will Who'll never know what they've got Until its just about gone? And whose arms will gather up whats left Just to carry on? And who'll stalk that little bit of love That hasnt been killed? Lovers will Lovers will do almost anything For the thrill that only love can bring If love is a healer, who'll be the first ones ill? Lovers will |
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from John Hiatt - Perfectly Good Guitar (2005)
You answer questions like a natural disaster
Voices in the wind- you let em call her out The whole foundation just went flying past her She puts her heart into it - and you just yank it out You pulled her love out through the window pane Thats what she gets for loving a hurricane She could have rode off with some Texas tornado Some mister twister she could kick up her boot heels with Could have rode him on down to Laredo But you flew in from the gulf like a hot wet kiss You blew her mind fast as a bullet train Thats what she gets for loving a hurricane Waah waah- wind and rain- waah waah- its a shame Waah waah- loving a hurricane Waah waah- wind and rain- waah waah- its a shame Waah waah- loving a hurricane She might have known youd get her sooner or later Living in that railer park down by the sandy beach Where tides roll in like the big dream generators Forces of nature, blow everything out of reach Water in her living room, fire up in her brain Thats what she gets for loving a hurricane Waah waah- wind and rain- waah waah- its a shame Waah waah- loving a hurricane Waah waah- wind and rain- waah waah- its a shame Waah waah- loving a hurricane Waah waah- waah waah Waah waah- loving a hurricane |
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from John Hiatt - Live From Austin, Texas (2005)
You answer questions like a natural disaster
Voices in the wind- you let em call her out The whole foundation just went flying past her She puts her heart into it - and you just yank it out You pulled her love out through the window pane Thats what she gets for loving a hurricane She could have rode off with some Texas tornado Some mister twister she could kick up her boot heels with Could have rode him on down to Laredo But you flew in from the gulf like a hot wet kiss You blew her mind fast as a bullet train Thats what she gets for loving a hurricane Waah waah- wind and rain- waah waah- its a shame Waah waah- loving a hurricane Waah waah- wind and rain- waah waah- its a shame Waah waah- loving a hurricane She might have known youd get her sooner or later Living in that railer park down by the sandy beach Where tides roll in like the big dream generators Forces of nature, blow everything out of reach Water in her living room, fire up in her brain Thats what she gets for loving a hurricane Waah waah- wind and rain- waah waah- its a shame Waah waah- loving a hurricane Waah waah- wind and rain- waah waah- its a shame Waah waah- loving a hurricane Waah waah- waah waah Waah waah- loving a hurricane |
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from John Hiatt - Live At The Hiatt (2007)
You answer questions like a natural disaster
Voices in the wind- you let em call her out The whole foundation just went flying past her She puts her heart into it - and you just yank it out You pulled her love out through the window pane Thats what she gets for loving a hurricane She could have rode off with some Texas tornado Some mister twister she could kick up her boot heels with Could have rode him on down to Laredo But you flew in from the gulf like a hot wet kiss You blew her mind fast as a bullet train Thats what she gets for loving a hurricane Waah waah- wind and rain- waah waah- its a shame Waah waah- loving a hurricane Waah waah- wind and rain- waah waah- its a shame Waah waah- loving a hurricane She might have known youd get her sooner or later Living in that railer park down by the sandy beach Where tides roll in like the big dream generators Forces of nature, blow everything out of reach Water in her living room, fire up in her brain Thats what she gets for loving a hurricane Waah waah- wind and rain- waah waah- its a shame Waah waah- loving a hurricane Waah waah- wind and rain- waah waah- its a shame Waah waah- loving a hurricane Waah waah- waah waah Waah waah- loving a hurricane |
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from John Hiatt - Master Of Disaster (2005)
Close one there
Choking in clean underwear Bleeding tongue Eight ball pounding in my lungs Ship to shore I can't see the coastline anymore I shouldn't be here I thought I made that loud and clear But the master of disaster Gets tangled in his telecaster He can't play it any faster When he plays the blues When he had the heart to ask her And every note just shook the plaster Now he's just a mean old bastard When he plays the blues China town Chasing that old dragon down Madam Wong's We play the blues with the curtains drawn Sidewalks of white While the la sun beat out the night Pounding brain My last transmission down the drain And the master of disaster Gets tangled in his telecaster He can't play it any faster When he plays the blues When he had the heart to ask her And every note just shook the plaster Now he's just a mean old bastard When he plays the blues There's a debt I owe I'll never pay before I go So I sing the blues Hand me down my walking shoes You're in my heart Though we may be miles apart There's my point I'll see you in another joint When the master of disaster Gets tangled in his telecaster He can't play it any faster When he plays the blues When he had the heart to ask her And every note just shook the plaster Now he's just a mean old bastard When he plays the blues |
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from John Hiatt - Bring The Family (1987)
I got something to say little girl You might not like my style But we've been hanging around this town Just a little too long a while You say you're gonna get your act together Gonna take it out on the road But if I dont get outta here pretty soon My head's going to explode Sure I like country music I like mandolins But right now I need a telecaster Through a vibro-lux turned up to ten: Lets go to Memphis in the meantime baby Memphis in the meantime girl I need a little shot of that rhythm baby Mixed up with these country blues I wanna trade in these ol country boots For some fine italian shoes Forget the mousse and the hairspray sugar We dont need none of that Just a little dab'll do ya girl Underneath a pork pie hat Until hell freezes over Maybe you can wait that long But I dont think Ronnie Milsap's gonna ever Record this song TWICE BRIDGE: Maybe there's nothin' happenin' there Maybe there's somethin' in the air Before our upper lips get stiff Maybe we need us a big ol whiff If we could just get off-a that beat little girl Maybe we could find the groove At least we can get a decent meal Down at the Rendez-vous 'Cause one more heartfelt steel guitar chord Girl, it's gonna do me in I need to hear some trumpet and saxophone You know sound as sweet as sin And after we get good and greasy Baby we can come back home Put the cowhorns back on the cadillac And change the message on the cord-a-phone But... |
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from John Hiatt - Bring The Family (1987)
I got something to say little girl
You might not like my style But we've been hanging around this town Just a little too long a while You say you're gonna get your act together Gonna take it out on the road But if I dont get outta here pretty soon My head's going to explode Sure I like country music I like mandolins But right now I need a telecaster Through a vibro-lux turned up to ten Lets go to Memphis in the meantime baby Memphis in the meantime girl I need a little shot of that rhythm baby Mixed up with these country blues I wanna trade in these ol country boots For some fine italian shoes Forget the mousse and the hairspray sugar We dont need none of that Just a little dab'll do ya girl Underneath a pork pie hat Until hell freezes over Maybe you can wait that long But I dont think Ronnie Milsap's gonna ever Record this song Lets go to Memphis in the meantime baby Memphis in the meantime girl Lets go to Memphis in the meantime baby Memphis in the meantime girl Maybe there's nothin' happenin' there Maybe there's somethin' in the air Before our upper lips get stiff Maybe we need us a big ol whiff If we could just get off-a that beat little girl Maybe we could find the groove At least we can get a decent meal Down at the Rendez-vous 'Cause one more heartfelt steel guitar chord Girl, it's gonna do me in I need to hear some trumpet and saxophone You know sound as sweet as sin And after we get good and greasy Baby we can come back home Put the cowhorns back on the cadillac And change the message on the cord-a-phone But... Lets go to Memphis in the meantime baby Memphis in the meantime girl |
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from John Hiatt - Live From Austin, Texas (2005)
I got something to say little girl
You might not like my style But we've been hanging around this town Just a little too long a while You say you're gonna get your act together Gonna take it out on the road But if I dont get outta here pretty soon My head's going to explode Sure I like country music I like mandolins But right now I need a telecaster Through a vibro-lux turned up to ten Lets go to Memphis in the meantime baby Memphis in the meantime girl I need a little shot of that rhythm baby Mixed up with these country blues I wanna trade in these ol country boots For some fine italian shoes Forget the mousse and the hairspray sugar We dont need none of that Just a little dab'll do ya girl Underneath a pork pie hat Until hell freezes over Maybe you can wait that long But I dont think Ronnie Milsap's gonna ever Record this song Lets go to Memphis in the meantime baby Memphis in the meantime girl Lets go to Memphis in the meantime baby Memphis in the meantime girl Maybe there's nothin' happenin' there Maybe there's somethin' in the air Before our upper lips get stiff Maybe we need us a big ol whiff If we could just get off-a that beat little girl Maybe we could find the groove At least we can get a decent meal Down at the Rendez-vous 'Cause one more heartfelt steel guitar chord Girl, it's gonna do me in I need to hear some trumpet and saxophone You know sound as sweet as sin And after we get good and greasy Baby we can come back home Put the cowhorns back on the cadillac And change the message on the cord-a-phone But... Lets go to Memphis in the meantime baby Memphis in the meantime girl |
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from John Hiatt - Walk On (1995)
I wouldn't trade your sweetness
For all the sugar in the world Girl, and I know you'll always be The sweetest part of me These bitter tears we've cried All of the smack in Manhattan Could not keep me high Why do you do the things you do To keep me loving you Darlin' I don't know why But you are my mile high Oh my An altered state of being Is what everybody's looking for Surely they see whenever you're around My feet don't touch the ground Baby come fly with me You are my mile high Oh my Darlin' you are my mile high Let's make this dance last forever Please don't you ever say goodbye Darlin' I want to stay this way Tangled up in the sway Until the day I die You are my mile high Oh my Darlin' you are my mile high |
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from John Hiatt - Little Head (2003)
My sweet girl with you eyes so bright
Don't leave me in the dark tonight The sun's turned down, the moon is low And I know secrets you don't know Do you hear the wind whispering "You're the one I love" The summer breeze tells the trees I'm the one, because You're my sweet girl Hold me now in this sweet life I will take you for my wife We can walk the aisle in this city park And I will offer you my heart Married by a firefly They're coming back, you know And I'm the man who knows he can Provide an afterglow For you, my sweet girl Cause you're my sweet girl Do, do, do.... My sweet girl, do you know you are My lovely dream, my little star In a blanket made of earth and sky Curled up with my sweetie pie The love we make, it merely takes Our breath out of the air We kiss and then we breath again The wind blows through your hair It's whispering, "You're my sweet girl" Can you hear it? It's saying, "You're my sweet girl" You're my sweet girl Do, do, do... |
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from John Hiatt - Walk On (1995)
You finally found the mainstream
In the middle of your life You tapped into a vein Of endless gold chains Now you're locked up tight Tearing down the middle of it Splitting it right in half Bobbing up and down the waves Like a runaway slave On a Huck Finn raft Take your wife Take your family Take your gun Running through the woods And the burned out neighborhoods Looking for someone A member of your tribe A Place you can hide 'Til the war has begun 'Cause in the fields before the flood You'll be spilling blood Like a native son Where you gonna run to There ain't no underground If only you could fly You'd cut across the sky Like a rifle round Oh, who are your people And where is your homeland 'Cause they're dying side by side At the river of pride Where we tried to take a stand Take your wife Take your family Take your gun Running through the woods And the burned out neighborhoods Looking for someone A member of your tribe A Place you can hide 'Til the war has begun 'Cause in the fields before the flood You'll be spilling blood Like a native son Take your wife Take your family Take your gun Running through the woods And the burned out neighborhoods Looking for someone A member of your tribe A Place you can hide 'Til the war has begun 'Cause in the fields before the flood You'll be spilling blood Like a native son In the fields before the flood You'll be spilling blood Like a native son |
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