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from Little Feat - Under The Radar (1998)
It's steamin'
and I'm screamin' down that red hot blacktop on cruise control and my tires are tired but I still got such a long way to go... 'till I'm coastin' back to that west coast north of movie town where my baby's waitin' holdin' down that home ground holdin' down that home ground when it's freezin' so cold in the mornin' ya know I really hate to go don't need no stage door jennie, no bad luck penny lookin' for a one night Romeo was a time I was crazy I played a fool... I was a clown now I got my baby Shes a holdin' down the home ground holdin' down the home ground This room service lifestyle it's OK for a while but a little homecookin' would sure bring a smile there was a caterer in decatur she once grabbed my eye but I came to my senses and passed on the my...my...my... Now I'm dreamin' bout that old coast highway the castles made of stone and the road through the mountain that's where I'm countin' on makin my turn for home I'm breakin' all the limits way past the speed of sound gettin' back with my baby Shes a holdin' down the home ground holdin' down the home ground holdin' down the home ground |
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from Little Feat - Under The Radar (1998)
Storm clouds all around me
There's a lightning at my back But there's an angel on my shoulder That's keepin' my on track No matter how bad I stumble She's there to catch me when I fall My angel of forgiveness has been Around to see it all I wandered down from nowhere It was a long time ago With my images and dreams My hopes for the best Giving nothing away Nothing yet lost But now I'm going Going over eden's wall Won't be back You can have it all Take my chances make the run -- Finish standing tall Cause I'm going, going, going over eden's wall The heat pu an edge on things that Summer The clock ticking away Had all the world before me Except for the ungodly war Caught in a river, the current took me away To a wilderness of reverance Left me hanging by a thread A splintered prayer an invocation Born out of chance at dusk The benediction at sunrise It's a resonance ringing Robbed me of my innocence I'd run out of trust Cause now I'm going Going over eden's wall Won't be back You can have it all Take my chances make the run -- Finish standing tall Cause I'm going, going, Going over eden's wall I'm held to the faith Feeling wounded That the future unfolds I could not cry Like a conversation not always understood A broken spirit dries the bones It's architecture and intent revealed a little at a time I am delivered gone without a trace I'm running out of time I've seen beyond the line The question I weigh It's not so much the cost It's what I'm willing to pay Going, going over eden's wall Won't be back, no You can have it all Take my chances -- make the run -- Finish standing tall Cause I'm going, going, going over eden's wall Goin' over goin' under run right through it Look out -- yeah yeah |
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from Little Feat - Under The Radar (1998)
Give my best to thosei I care for
With firends a simple nod will do I bow to those who've come and gone before me A handshake to the past It gets me through Been a little bit good and a little bit sad Let the dirt and dust fall where it may A distant thunder and it takes my breath away Tumblin' in a whirlwind pullin' clouds from the sky Pressure is a pyramid in a scream that no one hears A thousand lifetimes couldn't cover my tears Oh cover my tears Measured distance through the heartbeats Measured time holds all my beliefs These shotgun visions are all I've ever lived with A scattered mind from a reckless youth I cover my ears, I cover my eyes Still all the fears, still heard the lies A distant thunder and it takes my breath away Tumblin' in a whirlwind pullin' clouds from the sky Pressure is a pyramid in a scream that no one hears A thousand lifetimes couldn't cover my tears Oh cover my tears Took convention for a rough ride A genius under glass set adrift Direction all but fading Like a kiss that leaves you floating in a trance The rivers I cross the memories I keep A minute to smile, forever to weep A distant thunder and it takes my breath away Tumblin' in a whirlwind pullin' clouds from the sky Pressure is a pyramid in a scream that no one hears A thousand lifetimes couldn't cover my tears Oh cover my tears A distand thunder, I feel like I'm slippin' under Tumblin' in a whirlwind pullin' clouds from the sky Of all those times that I've turned and looked away A thousand lifetimes couldn't cover my tears Oh cover my tears |
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from Little Feat - Under The Radar (1998)
Back door sliders, narrow escapes
Busted gray wall, greasy embrace Finances ailing, crawlin' down The rain slicked alleys, ain't no escape in this town Blood on the stone, blood on the rock Consumed with the passion, that only time could unlock One life wasted, another one gone The streets are on fire, and I'm calling you home Hoy hoy Hoy hoy Don't go there boy Juanita's daughter got her kicks in the streets And her mama's warning "you better duck the heat" She's got a concrete body with candy cane hair Razor balde business appearin' out of thin air Stars fallin' down, snow on the ground Chasin' the dragons all over the town The dream catcher's wagon, lurkin' to loom A one dance ducka, you know he's workin' the room Hoy hoy Hoy hoy Don't go there boy Preacher's on the corner wrapped in a heavenly light But noise of the chopper drowns the message tonight He says "you saucy senoritas take care where you swing Cause the lords of the boulevard don't owe you a thing." Hoy hoy Hoy hoy Don't go there boy Hoy hoy Hoy hoy Hoy hoy Hoy hoy |
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from Little Feat - Under The Radar (1998)
I close my eyes and try to remember
Lookin back on it now it seems so much like a dream All the places I ever wandered, all the kisses I ever stole Yours are the ones I still remember, they never grow cold They're just under the radar My heart is a mountain, I'd walk on fire to get back to you Reaching out for your touch, I'm clinging to your sould Thought I'm not far from sight No I'm not far from sight now I'm just under the radar Under the radar It's a place where all is forgiven Under the radar Where love never grows old It's lying just below the timber line Under the radar Where the spirit goes on and on The time has come and gone, all my options blown to dust When a gentle tap upon my shoulder left me reelin from my past I was standing on a stretch of highway, going back to see a friend Thought I'd reached the point of no return, but came back under the radar I've been there ever since Under the radar It's a place where all is forgiven Under the radar Where love never grows old It's lying just below the timber line Under the radar Where the spirit goes on and on You can trace your thoughts of darkness with the movements of the sun When you see what stands before you and allow yourself a dream Though it's not far from sight now No it's not far from sight It's just under the radar Under the radar Where all is forgiven Under the radar Where love never grows old Lying just below the timber line Under the radar Where the spirit carries on Under the radar Under the radar Where love never grows old It's lying just below the timber line Under the radar Where the spirit goes on and on and on and on and on |
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from Little Feat - Under The Radar (1998)
The TV cold fire burning
Been up all night And the light has left your eyes I was always runnin' to you Not fast enough My little boy blue Ever get where you wanted to go? You knew the way The times, the good and the bad Was all that we had In the end it let us down I'm tired and I feel the blame All my prayers sound the same Stranded here with no relief Abandoned here beyond belief Vale of tears Empty room Once was filled Cold and still This ragged town so desperate in the rain Has no mercy, no shelter from the pain Never mind the promised tomorrow Given for a heartfelt sorrow Always tomorrow the promise In a vale of tears The raucous sounds and shining lights Weave their tales into the night And the knowing lingers bright All the love my sweet tender friend It's still around, it never ends The past is just an alibi It's all the same The weather's turning warmer every day And I think the rains are done At least that's what they say Thought I saw you just the other night I knew my eyes weren't seeing right Then again I see you all the time Everywhere Vale of tears Empty room Once was filled Cold and still This ragged town so desperate in the rain Has no mercy, no shelter from the pain Never mind the promised tomorrow Given for a heartfelt sorrow Always tomorrow the promise In a vale of tears Even now this anger's replacin' faith I somehow The heart remembers you Never mind the promised tomorrow Given for a heartful of sorrow Always tomorrow the promise In a vale of tears Tell me 'bout the promise tomorrow Given for a heartful of sorrow Always remember the promise In a vale of tears |
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from Little Feat - Under The Radar (1998)
Outside my hotel window, my eyes they spy the rails
While lost in the horizon, the mystic balley trail Southwestern transportation tighten up the cotton belt Those santa fe steamers, hot 'nuff to make me melt Give me a big train... a big train rollin' all night long Put me on the track that will take me back to you Give me a big train.. big train' rollin' - loco mo Got some loco motion Got some loco mo Got some loco motives I'm dyin' to try on you Boring days... frantic nights Sittin' round waitin' for delayed flights Meters runnin' in brand new shoes Sordid rhythms rockin' black and blues Hometown drama, highway trauma Phone bill's got at least one comma Achin' skull at the end of my rope Give me some money, send me some hope Give me a big train... all night long Put me on the track that will take me back to you Give me a big train.. big train' rollin' - loco mo Got some loco motion Got some loco mo Got some loco motives I'm dyin' to try on you Steel wheel's singin' such a lonesome song Engines whinin' been gone too long Boiler burnin' - 'bout to burst Like a drownin' man, I'm dyin' of thirst When you hear the whistle moan Means the southern pacific is bringing me home Hey girl, get your new dress on Big train's rollin' in at dawn Oh baby don't you cry no more Big train's a rollin' up to your door Give me a big train... a big train rollin' all night long Put me on the track that will take me back to you Give me a big train.. big train' rollin' - loco mo Got some loco motion Got some loco mo Got some loco motives I'm dyin' to try on you |
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from Little Feat - Under The Radar (1998)
I was a real live wire on a very loose wig
Not a good combination in the best of times I had no real plans, no trouble in mind Just a real fat wallet my modus operandi Then I woke up - seatin' and lost Ya know I sear that it's true The sun was shining in my eyes Reflectin' off a gold tooth I said oh man... it was a ferocious morning Well I remember the money quintessential moans Yesterday's perfume tells me I ain't alone Then I hear that fool's bellow pounding at the door I had my heart in my mouth when my feet hit the floor Taste of cotton - and gasoline All down in my thirty two No time for stoppin' - I gotta beat the scen I think this window will do I said oh man... what a ferocious morning The heat was oppressive, ninety nine in the shade I hit the bricks runnin', hip-hoppin' away I needed some magic so I turned into a bar Was the misery minute down at the happy hour My head screamed for a cough syrup cocktail But I settled on a deep well gin Don't recall it all... I think it was fun But I don't wanna go there again Oh man... what a ferocious morning |
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from Little Feat - Under The Radar (1998)
Like a steamboat floatin' in a wild monsoon
Woulda' had a better chance to see me through Tails are high and the winds are bearin' down Cable touchin' cable, live wires on the ground The blues don't tell it all The blues don't tell it all Diamonds rushing by in a pale gray light Balck thunder rolling with the crack of steel white Fever runnin' high, spirit ebbin' low Caught on the highway with too many mile to go Maladjusted malcontent Deliberate deception with a wounded heart Temptation... Temptation in an empty world The blues don't tell it all The blues don't tell it all The blues don't tell it all The blues don't tell it all It's a rumored affair Something cheap in the air You been playin' for luck But you always get caught Double rider on a rain streaked road Thunder rippin', engine screamin' north Can't escape a fool in terror The kiss of death and now you're gone And once again I'm all alone The blues don't tell it all The blues don't tell it all The blues don't tell it all The blues don't tell it all The blues don't tell it all The blues don't tell it all The blues don't tell it all The blues don't tell it all |
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from Little Feat - Under The Radar (1998)
I'm out here standin' on the corner
Guess I'll shuffle down the street My baby's gettin' kinda tasty Freedom, oh it can't be beat Wayward lawd lawd Wayward oh no Wayward oh no no I got happiness You know pressure seems to get me Travelin' with my hat in my hand Lookin' for a hand out Hand out in no mans land Wayward lawd lawd Wayward oh no Wayward oh no no I got happiness I might be down, but down don't bother me I'm on the green side of the lawn You see, I'm still kickin' yeah Don'tcha ever get to thinkin' This trap of life is gettin' tough I raise my hands and get to walkin' Sometimes I think I've had enough |
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from Sahara (사하라) by Clint Mansell [ost] (2005)
Well they say time loves a hero but only time will tell If he's real, he's a legend from heaven If he ain't he was sent here from hell Hear me well Seein' ain't always believin' Just make sure it's the truth that you're seein' Eyes sometimes lie, eyes sometimes lie They can be real deceivin' I got an Uncle in Puerto Rico Spends his days in the sun his nights in the casinos He left the States many years ago Took a fishin' boat to Puerto Rico Now my aunt, she is sad and lonely She'll never know that she drove him away As a coward I admire his courageous ways Well they say time loves a hero but only time will tell If he's real, he's a legend from heaven If he ain't he was sent here from hell Some say my uncle, that he's a zero His life is as a shell, he left it back at Stateside I'd say he's doin' pretty well, without his shell Bumming 'round the beaches of Puerto Rico The beauty of the sunrise and sunset To his friends he wish he could tell They're at home still runnin' for bells Better San Juan than that blue collar hell Well they say time loves a hero but only time will tell If he's real, he's a legend from heaven If he ain't he was sent here from hell |
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from Right On Vol.5 (2006)
Well the night that was high, we got into town Was the night that the rain, it froze on the ground Down the street I heard such a sorrowful tune Comin' from the place they call the Spanish Moon Well I stepped inside, and stood by the door While a dark-eyed girl sang, and played the guitar Hookers, and hustlers, filled up the room I heard about this place they call the Spanish Moon One false step, you get done in It's a cold situation If that that don't kill you soon The women will down at the Spanish Moon I pawned my watch, and I sold my ring Just to hear that girl singing, (hear that girl sing) Don't take long, to wake up ruined The women will down at the Spanish Moon |
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from Freejack (프리잭) by Trevor Jones [ost] (0000)
Barrere-Fuller-Kibbee-Park-Payne
Sister sister, she rides so easily Like some sidewalk angel, like a sail out on the sea Far out on my horizon, she slips away from me Here with my momento and her air of mystery One high heeled stiletto what did she ever mean to ? A touch of nails of crimson, from some vision in the night Slowly fadin' out of sight I sure hate to see her leavin' Sure hate to see her go What will I ever do without her I just don't know She said we were in love last night In love with no last name Last night the fire was burnin' bright now I'm goin' down Goin' down in flames Sister sister, did you even feel the heat ? Your kisses felt so gently, like the rain falls on the street I still feel the fire, I'll never lose that memory It'll always be with me I sure hate to see her leavin' Sure do hate to see her go What will I ever do without her I just don't know She said we were in love last night A love with no last name So I let her build that fire so bright now I'm goin' down Goin' down in flames We said we were in love last night Caught up in our own games Last night I felt the fire so bright Now I'm goin' down, goin' down Said we were in love last night Now nothing seems the same So I let her build that fire so bright Now we're goin' down, goin' down in flames |
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from You, Me And Dupree (유, 미 앤 듀프리) by Theodore Shapiro [ost] (2006)
Well the night that was high, we got into town Was the night that the rain, it froze on the ground Down the street I heard such a sorrowful tune Comin' from the place they call the Spanish Moon Well I stepped inside, and stood by the door While a dark-eyed girl sang, and played the guitar Hookers, and hustlers, filled up the room I heard about this place they call the Spanish Moon One false step, you get done in It's a cold situation If that that don't kill you soon The women will down at the Spanish Moon I pawned my watch, and I sold my ring Just to hear that girl singing, (hear that girl sing) Don't take long, to wake up ruined The women will down at the Spanish Moon |
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from Little Feat - Sailin' Shoes (1987)
It's so easy to slip It's so easy to fall And let your memory drift And do nothin' at all All the love that you missed All the people that you can't recall Do they really exist at all Well my whole world seems so cold today All the magics's gone away And our time together melts away Like the sad melody I play Well I don't want to drift forever In the shadow of your leaving me So I'll light another cigarette And try to remember to forget It's so easy to slip It's so easy to fall And let your memory drift And do nothin' at all All the love that you missed All the people that you can't recall Do they really exist at all |
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from Little Feat - Sailin' Shoes (1987)
Cold, cold, cold Cold, cold, cold Freezing, it was freezing in that hotel I had no money, my special friend was gone The TV set was busted so she went along I called room, room service, I'm down here on my knees A peach or a pear, or a coconut please, But they was cold Well it's been a month since I seen my girl Or a dime to make the call 'Cause it passed me up, or it passed me by, Or I couldn't decide at all And I'm mixed up, I'm so mixed up Don't you know I'm lonely And I wish the world would get off of my case And get on one of its own Cold, cold, cold Cold, cold, cold That woman was freezing, freezing cold Well I tried everything to warm her up Now I'm living in this cold hotel 'Cause she passed me, up or she passed me by, Or I couldn't decide at all Oh I'm mixed up, yes I'm mixed up Don't you know I'm lonely Of all the things I had to do I had to fall in love You know she's cold Turn your clock back woman when you see me comin' round My feet don't, feet don't even touch the ground don't be cold, don't be cold don't be cold, don't be cold |
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from Little Feat - Sailin' Shoes (1987)
You yelled hey when your car wouldn't start So you got real nervous and started to eat your heart out Now you're so fat your shoes don't fit on your feat You got trouble And it's tailor made Well mama lay your head down in the shade 'Cause your eyes are tired, and your feat are too And you wish the world was as tired as you, whoa Well I'll write a letter, and I'll send it away And put all the trouble in int you had today Oh your telephone ring and you went "oh ho" You forgot about this, and you forgot about that 'Cause you got to get back to what you doing Goodbye, click that, so and so You're an island and on your own You yelled hey when the stove blew up Upset? why yes And the footprints on your ceiling, they're almost gone And you're wondering why? Well mama lay your head down, don't you cry |
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from Little Feat - Sailin' Shoes (1987)
Buffalo'd in buffalo Entertained in Houston New York, yew nork, You gotta choose one Tripe face boogie Boogie my sneakers away I don't want your money Don't want your time Please don't hype me honey Or I'll give you back your dime Tripe face boogie Boogie my sneakers away I don't dig potato chips A can't dig torts Tripe my guacamole, baby Tripe my shorts Hype boogie Tripe boogie Hype boogie All night Long You bring your guitar and I'll bring the wine We'll blow out our speakers, just one more time Tripe face boogie -- Look Out! Give tripe face his way Look Out! Give tripe face his day Look Out! Give tripe face his way |
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from Little Feat - Sailin' Shoes (1987)
I been warped by the rain, driven by the snow
I'm drunk and dirty don't ya know, and I'm still, willin' Out on the road late at night, Seen my pretty Alice in every head light Alice, Dallas Alice I've been from Tuscon to Tucumcari Tehachapi to Tonapah Driven every kind of rig that's ever been made Driven the back roads so I wouldn't get weighed And if you give me: weed, whites, and wine and you show me a sign I'll be willin', to be movin' I've been kicked by the wind, robbed by the sleet Had my head stoved in, but I'm still on my feet and I'm still... willin' Now I smuggled some smokes and folks from Mexico baked by the sun, every time I go to Mexico, and I'm still And I been from Tuscon to Tucumcari Tehachapi to Tonapah Driven every kind of rig that's ever been made Driven the back roads so I wouldn't get weighed And if you give me: weed, whites, and wine and you show me a sign I'll be willin', to be movin |
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from Little Feat - Sailin' Shoes (1987)
Well my telephone was ringing
And they told me it was Chairman Mao Well my telephone was ringing And they told me it was Chairman Mao You can tell him anything 'Cause I just don't wanna talk to him now I've got the apolitical blues And that's the meanest blues of all Apolitical blues And that's the meanest blues of all I don't care if it's John Wayne I just don't wanna talk to him now |
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from Little Feat - Sailin' Shoes (1987)
Lady in a turban, cocaine tree Does a dance so rhythmically She's cryin', and a singin' and having a time and gee that cocaine tree look fine You've got to put on your sailin shoes Put on your sailing shoes Everyone will start to cheer When you put on your sailin' shoes Jedidiah, he's got a dime Says he catch a more fish, every time Well I've got a line, and you've got a pole And I'll meet you at the fishin' hole You've got to put on your sailin shoes Put on your sailing shoes Everyone will start to cheer When you put on your sailin' shoes Doctor, doctor, I feel so bad This is the worst day, I ever had Have you this misery a very long time? Well if you if, I'll lay it on the line You've got to put on your sailin shoes Put on your sailing shoes Everyone will start to cheer When you put on your sailin' shoes |
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from Little Feat - Sailin' Shoes (1987)
Some contend that rock and roll Is bad for the the body and bad for the soul Bad for the heart, bad for the mind, Bad for the deaf, and bad for the blind Makes some men crazy and then they act like fools Makes some men crazy, and then they start to drool Unscrupulous operators could confuse Exploit and deceive the reflex theories and change the probabilities It's a crass and rockous crackas place With pavlov on the the human race It's a terrible illness, it's a terrible case And it's usually permanent when it takes place It's a teenage nervouse breakdown Nervous teenage breakdown Some contend that rock and roll Is bad for the the body and bad for the soul Bad for the heart, bad for the mind, Bad for the deaf, and bad for the blind Makes some men crazy and then they act like fools Makes some men crazy, and then they start to drool |
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from Little Feat - Sailin' Shoes (1987)
Take yourself you who love no one else I can see all that's changing It ain't so hard smooth as you like it when you like when you like it all takes time but when you know it's work it You keep your dreams it may be dark tonight Tomorrow dark to light It's up to you and me It could start tonight Take your life I know you been longing for some good dreams good dreams well it's all right smooth as you like it when you like when you like got no shadow living in the closet with me you once traveling lonely got no shadow living in the closet with me making room for you and you for me |
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from Little Feat - Sailin' Shoes (1987)
Livin' in strange dreams Takin' prescribed medication Where will i take me, where will it take me My vision's all marred by a careless Chance visit on the part of me Cat fever, I got cat fever My breathin is harder sittin in back of the theatre When will he make Forgot about fixin the leak in my faucet What come over me I'll let my dogs loose prayin' that they Will protect me Give me a bullet, one silver bullet I won't let them get me 'cause those Demon figures are after me Cat fever, I got cat fever |
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from Little Feat - Sailin' Shoes (1987)
Picked up on my phone in Houston Everybody answered, everybody answered but they won't say why Then this dancer grabbed me down by the bus stop And she said I'm takin' you with me to the Texas Rose cafe I got a fast car, it's a jaguar, and I'll get you to the plane on time Drinkin' Lone Star, play guitar, we'll have a real good time I said love to be found in Austin, Love to be found in Austin town, I replied that I would try, but you see my time is not my own 'Cause when I was just a big time low ball fool My friend Leroy came to me He said look out your window Does the first man you see look like me? I'm sooooore displeased Since that time I changed my mind About the things I'm up to Yet the things around me stay just the same 'Cause outside my hotel window is a sign that turns from red to green It says chop suey and join the U.S. Marines |
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from Little Feat - Feats Don'T Fail Me Now (1987)
There was a woman in Georgia didn't feel just right She had fever all day and chills at night Now things got worse, yes a serious bind At times like this it takes a man with such style I cannot often find A doctor of the heart and a doctor of mind If you like country with a boogie beat he's the man to meet If you like the sound of shufflin' feet he can't be beat If you wanna feel real nice, just ask the Rock and Roll doctor's advice It's just a country town but patients come From Mobile to Moline from miles around Nagodoches to New Orleans In beat-up old cars or in limousines To meet the doctor of soul, he's got his very own thing Two degrees in be-bop, a PHD in swing He's the master of rhythm he's a rock and roll king If you like country with a boogie beat he's the man to meet (he's the man to meet) If you like the sound of shufflin' feet he can't be beat (I say he can't be beat) If you... If you wanna If you wanna feel real nice, just ask the Rock and Roll doctor's advice |
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from Little Feat - Feats Don'T Fail Me Now (1987)
They got a place down Kentucky
Right down near Ohio Where you can watch the planes at night People line up to watch each flight I said watchin' them planes I wish I was on one I'm sittin' here thinkin' 'bout my red head dream If I could only see her tonight Oh Atlanta, Oh Atlanta! I said yeah! yeah! yeah! Atlanta, got to get back to you Well you can drop me off on Peachtree I got to feel that Georgia sun And the women there in Atlanta They make you awfully glad you come I said watchin' them planes I wish I was on one I'm sittin' here thinking 'bout my crazy dream If I could only be there tonight Oh Atlanta, Oh Atlanta! I said yeah! yeah! yeah! Atlanta, got to get back to you We make a day and how just you and me But the music plays all night They got the boogie band blowin' that's bound for hell And when they get to movin' they never stop You just keep on playin' that down home beat You just keep on layin' it down hot I wish I was on one I'm sittin' here thinkin' bout my red haired dream If I could only see her tonight Oh Atlanta, Oh Atlanta! I said yeah! yeah! yeah! Atlanta, got to get back to you |
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from Little Feat - Feats Don'T Fail Me Now (1987)
Well I'm waitin' for something to take place Something to take me away from this race 'Round city to city, town to town Runnin' around in the shoes of a clown And that desperate, no count, desperado A thief of love, my business is the street I be shakin' 'em down In old Colorado Texas she's nice, but Georgia's oh so sweet Steal away with me darlin' your lovin' just can't be beat So it seems that the world keeps on turnin' but so what I don't doubt it, it just keeps on the move You're a dream, and that's all that I ask for So well now, I'm wonderin' just how I'm gonna tell it to you Skin it back (skin it back) Somethin' real, somethin' to feel I can't find a soul who'll take on this mess It's those rock and roll hours, early graves without flowers Please, please darlin' put my mind at rest I'm beggin' please darlin' put my mind at rest So it seems that the world keeps on turnin' but so what I don't doubt it, it just keeps on the move You're a dream, and that's all that I ask for So well now, I'm wonderin' just how I'm gonna tell it to you Skin it back tell it to you Skin it back tell it to you Skin it back tell it to you Skin it back tell it to you |
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from Little Feat - Feats Don'T Fail Me Now (1987)
I gave you high steppin' slippers But you still can't move your feat And it's cold in the morning So I turn away at the heat You say faster so I speed up But still I'm much too slow I feel your innuendo You got all the answers, least they say you do But when I start to strut my stuff You say "hey it ain't time to go" That ain't what I've been told Guess I better meet you down the road Down the road You know sometimes I wanna steal away and stare Until my face it touch the ground My dinner in Chicago, oh my breakfast down the line If you don't hear from me girl, I hope you're feelin' fine 'Cause I've been doin' time, hope you're feelin' fine Call me up, catch a plane But don't think of taking another game 'Cause my regular lady she gets my pocket change Do you want my every thought Well come over here and try to get me off Won't you please me Shake your dignity Put a little on me On me, on me, on me |
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from Little Feat - Feats Don'T Fail Me Now (1987)
Well the night that was high, we got into town Was the night that the rain, it froze on the ground Down the street I heard such a sorrowful tune Comin' from the place they call the Spanish Moon Well I stepped inside, and stood by the door While a dark-eyed girl sang, and played the guitar Hookers, and hustlers, filled up the room I heard about this place they call the Spanish Moon One false step, you get done in It's a cold situation If that that don't kill you soon The women will down at the Spanish Moon I pawned my watch, and I sold my ring Just to hear that girl singing, (hear that girl sing) Don't take long, to wake up ruined The women will down at the Spanish Moon |
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from Little Feat - Feats Don'T Fail Me Now (1987)
Semi-smokin mama, you got to give me some Heard you got the biggest hmm biggest truck in town Right on through to Baltimore you got to love me now Got to do me gently, ah feets don't fail me now Don't fail me, feets don't fail me now Don't the sunrise look so pretty Never such a sight Like a rollin' into New York City With the skylight in the morning light Roll right through the night I said roll Roll right through the night I said roll Roll right through the night Roll right through the night Roll right through the night Roll, roll, roll Roll right through the night Roll right through the night Roll right through the night Roll right through the night I said Roll Roll right through the night I said Roll Roll right through the night I said Roll Roll right through the night |
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from Little Feat - Feats Don'T Fail Me Now (1987)
Heard you got an infection Just before your lewd rejection Wait'll the shit hits the fan You couldn't turn him down Hold your address book above your knees And kissed your soft legs there He was on top of the pop stars You couldn't turn him down You were a sweet girl When you were a cheerleader But I think you're much better now Bought a few reds from your neighboorhood dealer And you passed out in the back of a car You were too messed up to climb out What if your old man had found out |
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from Little Feat - Dixie Chicken (1987)
I've seen the bright lights of Memphis and the Commodore Hotel
And, underneath a street lamp I met a Southern Belle Well, she took me to the river where she cast her spell And, in that southern moonlight she sang the song so well If you'll be my Dixie Chicken, I'll be your Tennessee Lamb And we can walk together down in Dixieland Down in Dixieland Well, we made all the hot spots - my money flowed like wine And then that lowdown southern whiskey began to fog my mind And I don't remember church bells or the money I put down On the white picket fence and boardwalk of the house at the edge of town Oh, but boy do I remember the strain of her refrain And the nights we spent together, and the way she called my name If you'll be my Dixie Chicken, I'll be your Tennessee Lamb And we can walk together down in Dixieland Down in Dixieland Well, it's been a year since she ran away - guess that guitar player sure could play She always liked to sing along - she's always handy with a song Then one night in the lobby of the Commodore Hotel I chanced to meet a bartender who said he knew her well And as he handed me a drink he began to hum a song And all the boys there at the bar began to sing along If you'll be my Dixie Chicken, I'll be your Tennessee Lamb And we can walk together down in Dixieland Down in Dixieland |
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from Little Feat - Dixie Chicken (1987)
In 1966 I found my love In 1967 I had all there was And as my time went by I was satisfied Until that situation took me by surprise Now there's two trains runnin' - on that line One train's me, and the other's a friend of mine You know it would be all right, be just fine If the woman took one train, and left the other behind Illusion it is just the same conclusion I don't know how to play the game Of what it is or how it's going to be When one train is my friend and the other train is me Easy, Lord, I say easy, I can't push or shove that girl So I guess I really care Now I aint not one to hide my love behind a lock and key But if things keep going the way they are there's no place left for me Two trains runnin' - on that line One train's me, and the other's a friend of mine Be all right, be just fine If this woman took the one train, and left the other behind Two trains, (uh-huh yeah) two trains, (two) two trains, (keep on on) two trains Two trains, (a little bit longer) two trains, two trains, two trains |
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from Little Feat - Dixie Chicken (1987)
Oh I am just a vagabond
A drifter on the run And eloquent profanity It rolls right off my tongue And I have dined in palaces Drunk wine with Kings and Queens But darlin', oh darlin' You're the best thing I've ever seen Won't you roll me easy Oh slow and easy Take my independence With no apprehension,no tension You walki' talkin' dream paradise Sweet pair a' dice Well I been across this country From Denver to the ocean And I never met girls who could sing so sweet Like the angels that live in Houston Singin' "Roll me easy, so slow and easy... Play that Concertina,I'll be your temptress..." And baby I'm defenseless Singin' harmony In unison Sweet harmony Gotta hoist your flag and I'll beat your drum |
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from Little Feat - Dixie Chicken (1987)
Sunrise
Sunset Since the beginning it hasn't changed yet People fly high begin to lose sight You can't see very clearly when you're in flight It's high time that you found The same people you misuse on your way up You might meet up On your way down Vintage wines from the year '62 It's your thing, it's your thing It pleases you You got to frown when you cross town You think it's an honor just to have you around It's high time that you found The same dudes you misuse on your way up You might meet up On your way down You think the sun rises and sets for you But the same sun rises, sets and shines On the poor folks too I don't mind you turning round I myself would even like a little higher ground It's high time that you found The same people you walk on on your way up You might meet up On your way down |
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from Little Feat - Dixie Chicken (1987)
One so sad, feeling's painful You can't deny, there is no peace Is no love, milk-toasted love Ain't no velvet glove You were the child of some electric nightmare And you could move mountains, the swords of fire They keep you around to watch their house of gold Keep the hungry away from the sacred grove You were holy and you made me wonder how But you looked like a devil who would sieze and shake you down On the hopes of a tyrant No one makes it over There is no peace Is no love, a milk-toasted love Ain't no velvet glove |
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from Little Feat - Dixie Chicken (1987)
Look out child your bound to change, You can't ever stay the same Cause if you keep on singin' the same old lines You're going to look around babe and find your friend's out of town Watch out girl the words your sayin' don't really fit the play Somebody else you might talk to now Knows what you sayin' what you mean They don't help your style You might say you ain't got a hold on yourself You might say you always try your best You might say you only need a rest You might say you can only fool yourself I said fool yourself I said fool yourself Don't believe the words you read They're written on the street And every time you know you play their game They'll knock you down and take your pride away See how bad you need to cry But no matter how you try It's the same old story once again You always have number one who calls you friend I call you friend You might say you ain't got a hold on yourself You might say you always try your best You might say you only need a rest You might say you can only fool yourself I said fool yourself I said fool yourself I said fool yourself |
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from Little Feat - Dixie Chicken (1987)
Well she was plantin' her feet on the sidewalk Listenin' for signs of the small talk Waitin', hesitatin', got tired of all that waitin' Decided to walk around - that blonde bull She's been waitin' once again on the home town There ain't enough room this time 'round I gotta chasin' that woman all around town Seems that satisfaction just can't be found 'Cause she's a side street swinger She's a side street swinger Got a kiss on her lips for the askin' Just gotta keep movin' - She's bear walkin - She's gotta wiggle her way up them sidestreets Lookin' for a ride through town Well I've been savin' my money for a week Tryin' to be somethin' real sweet I can't find the one, you know my luck is so dumb She's probably walkin' all over the street She's a side street swinger She's a side street swinger Got a kiss on her lips for the askin' Just gotta keep movin' - She's bear walkin all night She's bare walkin' all time She's been waitin' once again on the home town There ain't enough room this time 'round But the woman's too scared to try and slow down Those bulls will just love to take her down town - downtown She's gotta wiggle her way up them sidestreets Lookin' for a ride through town She's a side street swinger She's a side street swinger Got a kiss on her lips for the askin' Just gotta keep movin' - She's bear walkin all night She's bear walkin all night She's bare walkin' all time |
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from Little Feat - Dixie Chicken (1987)
Spotcheck Billy got down on his hands and knees He said "Hey mama, hey let me check your oil all right?" She said "No, no honey, not tonight. Come back Monday, come back Tuesday, and then I might" I said Juanita, my sweet Jaunita, what are you up to? My Juanita I said Jaunita, my sweet chiquita, what are you up to? My Juanita Don't want nobody who won't dive for dimes Don't want no speedballs 'cause I might die trying Throw me a line, throw me a line 'Cause there's a fat man in the bathtub with the blues I hear you moan, I hear you moan, I hear you moan Billy got so sad, dejected, put on his hat and start to run Runnin' down the street yelling at the top of his lungs "All I want in this life of mine is some good clean fun" "All I want in this life and time is some hit and run" I said Juanita, my sweet Jaunita, what are you up to? My Jaunita I said Jaunita, my sweet chiquita, what are you up to? My Juanita Put my money in your meter baby so it won't run down But you caught me in the squeeze play on the cheesy side of town Throw me a dime, throw me a line 'Cause there's a fat man in the bathtub with the blues I hear you moan, I hear you moan, I hear you moan |
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from Little Feat - Dixie Chicken (1987)
Don't sing sad songs Juliette 'Cause I heard you've been out to get it I seen you dancin' all night long What they said about you I hope it Don't turn out wrong Red, red roses, lyin' on the ground Heartache and pain They call you by name They follow you around Juliette talk sweet Juliette Juliette The sky is all cast over And the stars refuse to shine And your lonely, your life is lonely Ah in time Over here don't concur He said you were out of control But I don't mind if you were with her one time So called prince of rock and roll Red, red roses, lyin' on the ground Heartache and pain They call you by name They follow you around Juliette I'm so sorry Juliette Juliette |
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from Little Feat - Down On The Farm (1987)
They all asked about you Down on the farm The cows asked, the pigs asked The horses asked, too All wanna know why to the city You moved, changed your name to Kitty What's come over you? It ain't true; it ain't true, Linda Lou Say it ain't true, Linda Lou It ain't true; it ain't true, Linda Lou Say it ain't true, Linda Lou They's all bawling 'bout you Down on the farm The cows bawl, the pigs bawl The horses bawl, too Miss you so much that crying's All we can do Weeping and wailing, praying You'll come home soon It ain't true; it ain't true, Linda Lou Say it ain't true, Linda Lou It ain't true; it ain't true, Linda Lou Say it ain't true, Linda Lou I hear you're working in a saloon I hear ya work from midnight 'til noon I might be from the woods But them hours don't sound so good What do you do in here barroom? It ain't true; it ain't true, Linda Lou Say it ain't true, Linda Lou It ain't true; it ain't true, Linda Lou Say it ain't true, Linda Lou You can't dance so I assume In a bag you couldn't carry a tune I might be from the woods But these hours don't sound so good What you doin' in here barroom? It ain't true; it ain't true, Linda Lou Say it ain't true, Linda Lou It ain't true; it ain't true, Linda Lou Say it ain't true, Linda Lou |
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from Little Feat - Down On The Farm (1987)
Six feet of snow comin' through my radio It's rainin' in stilettos from here clear down to Mexico My hands they're numb from hangin' on that Steering wheel They're frozen tight, hope the wind Don't blow me off the road tonight Don't you know the ice and snow Is sneakin' in through my windows Don't you know how much I hate to Be so cold and so alone I'm comin' home If it wasn't for the lines that wind side by side I'd be lying next to her, next to her tonight Sweet New Orleans, that's where my girl She waits for me Hair so long and eyes so green She's the prettiest girl I've ever seen Don't you know the ice and snow Is sneakin' through this boy's window Don't you know how much I hate to Be so cold and so alone I'm comin' home If it wasn't for the lines that wind side by side I'd be lying next to her, next to her tonight |
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from Little Feat - Down On The Farm (1987)
There's a girl standin' on a corner Watchin' love walk right out her door Thought that love was like a shiny diamond Blinded by the light, she did not see the flaw Now she's lonely, standin' there for hours Wishin' he would change his mind Caught in that paradox of feelings Wonderin' why the hurt when it used to feel so fine Love is a perfect imperfection Sometimes happy, sometimes sad Whenever love comes your direction Don't ya hide away, don't ya hide, don't ya hide You know that there's no reason For you to be alone Just 'cause love's treason Broke, broke you happy home You can't celebrate When all you feel is sufferin' heartache Goin' down to that lonely corner Sidewalk stretchin' out beneath my feet Wish I could walk, walk right up to her And tell her what I know of love What I know, it ain't always so sweet Love is a perfect imperfection Sometimes happy, sometimes sad Whenever love comes your direction Don't ya hide away, don't ya hide, don't ya hide Love is a perfect imperfection Sometimes happy, sometimes sad Whenever love comes your direction Don't ya hide away, don't ya hide, don't ya hide |
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from Little Feat - Down On The Farm (1987)
Now, anybody ever seen her, they call her Miss Demeanor Watch the way she slides from side to side Move so loose, look so good Plays in every game she could Now, she smell so sweet, like apple pie Oh so good 'bout to make me die For a slice or two I'd be a fool 'Round the neighborhood they say She don't give no slice away You can Kokomo in a china cup Kind of love I need come from deep inside Feel so good, oh so right Oh so good and tight Kokomo with me, Kokomo with me tonight Now, if you ever, ever see her just call her Miss Demeanor Plays in every game, game around Always keeps her aces down Broken hearts all over town You can Kokomo in a china cup Kind of love I need come from deep inside Feel so good, oh so right Oh so good and tight Kokomo with me, Kokomo with me tonight |
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from Little Feat - Down On The Farm (1987)
Well, I see you so far away In my memory you will stay There's a good life, a right way to go But sometimes I feel so low If you wanna love me, wanna be my friend Be one now, be one now And you say you need me and you want to share Darlin', where's your love? Darlin', where? Take a chance, you can't play it safe Trust your soul, you won't lose your faith Sometimes right but more times wrong Wrong can turn out right they say Just a different shade of gray There's a moonrise in an eastern sky Clouds they try but cannot hide And the storm will cease and the sun will shine Roll away for all mankind Take a chance, you can't play it safe Trust your soul, you won't lose your faith Sometimes right but more times wrong Wrong can turn out right they say Just a different shade of gray There's a way to a better life Hesitate, you know you'll pay the price If you ever slip and fall There's a love here after all, a love here after al It's a new day, never mind the past Lay it down 'cause it won't last And you say you need me and you say you care Where's your love, darlin'? Oh, darlin', where? Take a chance, you can't play it safe Trust your soul, you won't lose your faith Sometimes right but more times wrong Wrong can turn out right they say Just a different shade of gray Take a chance, you can't play it safe Trust your soul, you won't lose your faith Sometimes right but more times wrong Wrong can turn out right they say Just a different shade of gray |
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from Little Feat - Down On The Farm (1987)
It was a mystery, one of a kind No doubt about it Over my shoulder I was lookin' to see Just what was comin', comin' at me One step up, two steps back Right on the money Got me right on the line Straight from her heart Straight into mine Feelin' I'm gettin' Comin' through fine I'm gettin' it Straight from the heart Try to remember, don't you forget don't ever doubt it Up from behind just hiding from view The love of a lifetime my sneak in on you One step up, two steps back Right on the money Clear down the line Straight from the heart Straight to your mind The love that you're gettin' Is comin' through fine You're gettin' it Straight from the heart You're lookin' so puzzled, no need to be Didn't I tell you don't ever doubt me One step up, two steps back What got behind you Well, it got through to me Straight from the heart Straight to your mind The love that you're gettin' Is comin' through fine You're gettin' it Straight from the heart |
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from Little Feat - Down On The Farm (1987)
Don't it always seem to hit you Rght when you think you can lay back easy Those times are hard to come by Sittin' still with nothin' on your mind Memories are friends that you had It's so clear if you need to see I can count on you, you can count You can count on me Those clouds outside your doorway Don't seem so dark or move so fast If you keep on rocking long as it keeps raining Back and forth on your porch Just keep on rocking, keep on rocking If I could only tell you what I feel now It's been so long inside of me All the years that I've been trying To stay in touch, to stay in line Trying just to be myself, be myself And no one else Front page right through to back page Have I got news for you You know the story; it's the truth; love's the proof If you keep on rocking long as it keeps raining Back and forth on your porch Just keep on rocking; keep on rocking Have I got news for you Front page, back page Have I got news for you Front page, back page Have I got news for you |
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from Little Feat - Down On The Farm (1987)
Maybe there's another place Some other time or space I never have to leave something to believe Maybe love will find a way And this time come to stay Another way to be if love could just find me But I wake up dreamin' again And, oh, the things I see I wake up dreamin' again I only wish I knew how o make this dream come true Every new day brings sunshine and everything I've seen it somewhere before One more reason why I don't let it pass me by Another way to feel With a love that can be real But I wake up dreamin' again And, oh, the things I see I wake up dreamin' again I only wish I knew how o make this dream come true Close my eyes and your love, like a warm rain, Washes over me Maybe there's another place Some other time or space I never have to leave something to believe Maybe love will find a way And this time come to stay Another way to be if love could just find me But I wake up dreamin' again And, oh, the things I see I wake up dreamin' again I only wish I knew how o make this dream come true |
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from Little Feat - Down On The Farm (1987)
Don't you know It's the way you go You can get further Sure can be murder Try to hard That ain't so smart First you start trippin' Then you start slipping I, I like peace of mind Leaving my troubles In the wind behind I like grooving' Doin' what I do If you like to feel good Can you feel the groove Can't you see What your trying to be You can never make it If you try and fake it Pick and choose Win or lose You can last longer If you're a little bit stronger Feel the groove You got to feel the groove Feel the groove You ought to feel the groove Feel the groove You got to feel the groove Feel the groove You ought to feel the groove Negative Attitdes Like a fire that's burning all the things you should be learning And positive Attitdes Help you in growing Towards the things you should be knowing I, I like peace of mind Leaving my troubles In the wind behind I like grooving' Doin' what I do If you feel good Can you feel the groove Feel the groove You got to feel the groove Feel the groove You ought to feel the groove Feel the groove You got to feel the groove Feel the groove You ought to feel the groove You'll never make it If you fake it You got to feel the groove You'll never make it If you fake it You ought to feel the groove You'll never make it If you fake it You got to feel the groove You'll never make it If you fake it You ought to feel the groove Feel the groove You got to feel the groove Feel the groove You ought to feel the groove Feel the groove You got to feel the groove |
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from Little Feat - Time Loves A Hero (1987)
Hi roller and a lowball jack
Stuck outside trying to truck it on back Marooned on a lake, in a bad border town Watchin' the marks lay their money down Hey now Jack, say hi, here's a sight to see There's a queen of hears, and her fancy's free Ace in the hole, it feels so nice I'm just a fool, in a pair of dice So hi roller, you're a lowball Jack Stuck out of luck, get on back She said she's a winner, that was easy to see I told her there was something she could do for me, yeah Lady, oh lady, be the wild card in my hand I can't win for losing In this no man's land I been dealin' from the bottom The bottom of the deck Blind alleys and dead ends, it's a lousy Shipwreck |
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from Little Feat - Time Loves A Hero (1987)
Well they say time loves a hero but only time will tell If he's real, he's a legend from heaven If he ain't he was sent here from hell Hear me well Seein' ain't always believin' Just make sure it's the truth that you're seein' Eyes sometimes lie, eyes sometimes lie They can be real deceivin' I got an Uncle in Puerto Rico Spends his days in the sun his nights in the casinos He left the States many years ago Took a fishin' boat to Puerto Rico Now my aunt, she is sad and lonely She'll never know that she drove him away As a coward I admire his courageous ways Well they say time loves a hero but only time will tell If he's real, he's a legend from heaven If he ain't he was sent here from hell Some say my uncle, that he's a zero His life is as a shell, he left it back at Stateside I'd say he's doin' pretty well, without his shell Bumming 'round the beaches of Puerto Rico The beauty of the sunrise and sunset To his friends he wish he could tell They're at home still runnin' for bells Better San Juan than that blue collar hell Well they say time loves a hero but only time will tell If he's real, he's a legend from heaven If he ain't he was sent here from hell |
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from Little Feat - Time Loves A Hero (1987)
My baby called me up She said, "Why don't you ever take me out? Pick me up in your brand new car You shake the short change from your old fruit jar" I put on my dancin' shoes We headed straight for the rhythm and blues The music was hot, but my baby was not I've got a rocket in my pocket |
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from Little Feat - Time Loves A Hero (1987)
Off our rockers, actin' crazy With the right medication we won't be lazy Doin' the old folks boogie Down on the farm Wheelchairs, they was locked arm in arm Paired off pacemakers with matchin' alarms Gives us jus' one more chance To spin one more yarn And you know that you're over the hill When your mind makes a promise that your body can't fill Doin' the old folks boogie And boogie we will 'Cause to us the thought's as good as a thrill Back at the home, No time is your own, Facillities there, they're all out on loan The bank forclose, and your bankruptcy shows And your credit creeps to an all-time low So you know, that you're over the hill When your mind makes a promise that your body can't fill Try and get a rise from an atrophied muscle, And the nerves in your thigh just quivers and fizzles So you know, that you're over the hill When your mind makes a promise that your body can't fill |
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from Little Feat - Time Loves A Hero (1987)
Red streamliner rollin'
rollin' down the track the things you see With your wheels in motion through desert, mountain, ocean I hear you every night, is it a dream? Red streamliner rollin' down, comin' down on me Red streamliner rollin', rollin' long so free Your past keeps comin' back on me To far and near, away from here Where people move a mile a minute This hurricane livin' with you and me in it Long into the night, that whistle offers light Red streamliner rollin' I wish you'd tell me 'bout the things you see I'm lookin', lookin' down the tracks you ride Knowin' that they're your only guide I see them every night, is it a dream? And when the sidewalks roll up at night Just as stations pass by Once the leader of the wild, wild west Hurricane livin' been a lifelong song Now you're cast of steel and cast aside Broken dreams maybe, but you haven't died |
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from Little Feat - Time Loves A Hero (1987)
But my real name is just Jesse James
An I left them half-crocked, hard-knocks of black rock county Just to ride on that New Delhi Train Ridin on that New Delhi Freight Train Ridin down that New Delhi Line Ridin on that New Delhi Freight Train Well I left my love behind Yeah I left my love behind Yeah I'm just a country boy without angels ahhh just a country boy without gold An I been to silver cities load of rainbows Where I pillaged and I killed and I stole Ridin on that New Delhi Freight Train Ridin down that New Delhi Line Ridin on that New Delhi Freight Train Well I left my life behind Yeah I left my life behind Then I killed a man named smilin Jordan (Jeer-dun) Yeah I killed him with one of my guns And I knew that I had did what I had not ought to But I welcomed the run from what I'd done Ridin on that New Delhi Freight Train Ridin down that New Delhi Line Ridin on that New Delhi Freight Train Well I left my guns behind Yeah I left my guns behind |
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from Little Feat - Time Loves A Hero (1987)
Keepin' up with the Joneses is killing me Go on and hang that man who says the best things in life are for free Keepin' up with the Joneses is killing me She's just one more bad habit I was too blind to see The lady and I was happy at first Just livin' from day to day Off the wall came the call said we're destined to fall If I don't bring home more pay Keepin' up with the Joneses is killing me Go on and hang that man who says the best things in life are for free Keepin' up with the Joneses is killing me She's just one more bad habit I was too blind to see She spent all my money just like it was spare change I wonder what I'll lose first my life or my mind Don't know the doors from the windows Shee keeps me amused, damaged, and abused And she said "Small change don't make no sense and your words are worthless too And ya best bring home more bacon, darlin', or you and me is through" Keepin' up with the Joneses is killing me Go on and hang that man who says the best things in life are for free Keepin' up with the Joneses is killing me She's just one more bad habit I was too blind to see |
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from Little Feat - Time Loves A Hero (1987)
Missin' You, I'm missin' you All those lovely things you do I tell ya true, it hurts theway I'm missin' you Nashville at sunrise Rains poundin' on my window Draws my sleepless eyes To witness one more dawn a break Winter's cold outside Oh I broke down and cried 'Cause I'm missin' you, I'm missin' you And all those lovely things you do I'll tell ya true it hurts the way I'm missin' you 'Cause I'm missin' you, I'm missin' you And all those lovely things you do I'll tell ya true it hurts the way I'm missin' you |
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from Little Feat - The Last Record Album (1988)
Me and you, nothing to do What am I gonna do with you How's the chance You and I go make romance 'Cause that's the kind of rockin' I need takes a pinch and a bite and squeeze And I'm down on my knees Well come on girl take a chance with me A good ol' romance dance for me Well I loved my way through the South one day Runnin' scared all along the way Wandering, looking to hide Decided to head for the Mexico line I had nothing going for me but my shoes When I ran into a girl from Jaurez Didn't care who or from where I came Don't matter where in the world you goin' Comes to lovin' it's all the same All the same And it's so insane But I can't complain What I need to be happy Pretty girl in a lonely town What I got to do to you To get you to do the mess around 'Cause that's the kind of rockin' I need takes a pinch and a bite and squeeze And I'm down on my knees Well come on girl take a chance with me A good ol' romance, no pants dance for me |
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from Little Feat - The Last Record Album (1988)
I've been down, but not like this before Can't be 'round this kind of show no more All, all that you dream Comes through shinin silver lining Clouds, clouds change the scene Rain starts washing all these cautions Right into your life, makes you realize Just what is true, what else can you do You just follow the rule Keep your eyes on the road that's ahead of you I've been down, but not like this before Can't be 'round this kind of show no more All of the good, good times were ours In the land of milk and honey And time, time adds its scars Rainy days they turn to sunny ones Livin' the life, livin' the life lovin' everyone I've been down, but not like this before Can't be 'round this kind of show no more I've been down, but not like this before Can't be 'round this kind of show no more I've been down, but not like this before |
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from Little Feat - The Last Record Album (1988)
Oh, hello...give me missing persons, they say What is it that you need? I said oh, I need him so...She said you've Got to stop your pleading And no matter what I do, Even pray to heaven above, All I ever get from you is Long distance love I read the papers And I got the blues I was so sad to hear the news Help wanted, but not enough You know these times are gettin' rough And no matter what I do Even pray to heaven above All I seem to get from you is long distance love (Whoo-oo-oo) Oh your toes were so pretty And your life so sweet I wonder do you know Do you know you hurt me so And no matter what I do Even pray to heaven above All I ever from you is Long distance love Long distance love (oo-oo-oo |
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from Little Feat - The Last Record Album (1988)
You can say what you want People runnin', talkin', it's all going on up and down the street Young girls selling their wares, no cares Ah, history's left its mark, aha Old folks that were able Now can table it at their own expense They wouldn't miss it, they don't care if it's day or night Oh the city she makes Sometimes your soul to feel floating just like a leaf in the wind Street is stream so it carries you past your present schemes 'til there is no end Left right in the alley No one catches you but the gentle wind There ain't no Jane, no Jill, no Sally to see you through There ain't no Jane, no Jill, no Sally to see you through So you do what you want And pretend again that it's time to roam 'cause you can't go home Maybe you'll find your way today, But while you're at it you'll have some fun And through tears of laughter You know it's nothing until you find someone You wouldn't miss it You don't care if it's day or night |
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from Little Feat - The Last Record Album (1988)
It's been a one man show that I been runnin' On a two way street for love And I see no end to the dead end (dead end) 'Til you come back home I tried everything to keep remembering One good woman, one good man Two shots of happiness in one life span It takes a one good woman The only thing that hurts is the memory Of having once lived by myself And I've tried every kind of woman I said woman, put my love out on the shelf Took everything and left my ears ringing One good woman, one good man Two shots of happiness in one life span It takes one good woman to make a one love stand I feel at home in a foreign land Know what's next when there's nothing planned Talking about love (Talking about love) You know it takes two She took everything and left my ears ringing One good woman - one Two shots of happiness - two It takes one good woman To make a one love stand One good woman |
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from Little Feat - The Last Record Album (1988)
A side shot from south of the border Was a hot spot for all the fools from here to the corner Looking for a square deal A fair deal She don't need a gun She's an ultimatum She can turn on a dime She can turn on a dime They're just fine darlin' You can drop me anywhere there Down below the borderline Down below the borderline Down below the borderline Holding out your hand she be acting so demanding She don't leave no stone for you to stand on And if you think you might not be down here sometime Down below the borderline Onomatopoetry symmetry in motion They heard about that girl clear across the ocean To love her is a thrill, so tell me it's for real Shell break away and leave you crying at some stop sign Down below the borderline Down below the borderline Down below the borderline Holding out your hand she be acting so demanding She don't leave no stone for you to stand on And if you think you might not be down here sometime Down below the borderline |
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from Little Feat - The Last Record Album (1988)
Tell me somebody What was it like when you saw your whole life go under? Did you cry? Was there someone there or were you on your own Why can't two people Leave well enough alone Just being here is lonely So why don't you just give me a chance to come into your life Did you hear me when I told you I loved you Forgetting what you might not know Somebody's leavin' tonight Somebody's leavin' tonight So why don't you let me take you down to old mexico Where you can dream, none so sweet as dream I have of holding you Did you hear me when I told you I loved you Forgetting what you might not know I've tried so many ways just to tell you But you left me here jus to hold my own And I know that you been hurting, 'cause I been hurtin' too Somebody's leavin' tonight Somebody's leavin' tonight |
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from Little Feat - The Last Record Album (1988)
Is it the lies? Is it the style? It's a mercenary territory I wish you knew the story I've been out here so long dreamin up songs I'm temporarily qualmless and sinking I've did my time in that rodeo It's been so long and I've got nothing to show Well I'm so plain loco Fool that I am I'd do it all over again Is it the style? Is it the lies? Is it the days into nights Or the "I'm sorry"s into fights Now some kind of man, he can't do anything wrong If I see him I'll tell him you're waiting 'Cause I'm devoted for sure but my days are a blur Well your nights turn into my mornings Well I did my time in that rodeo Fool that I am I'd do it all over again Is it love keeps you waiting so long Makes you say I'll see you around The forces that be, they just don't see While your nights turn into my mornings Is it the style? Is it the lies? Is it the days into nights Or the "I'm sorrys" into fights |
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from Little Feat - The Last Record Album (1988)
Roll another one
Just like the other one You've been holding on to it And I sure would like a hit Don't Bogart that joint my friend Pass it over to me Don't Bogart that joint my friend Pass it over to me |
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from Little Feat - The Last Record Album (1988)
Well my telephone was ringing
And they told me it was Chairman Mao Well my telephone was ringing And they told me it was Chairman Mao You can tell him anything 'Cause I just don't wanna talk to him now I've got the apolitical blues And that's the meanest blues of all Apolitical blues And that's the meanest blues of all I don't care if it's John Wayne I just don't wanna talk to him now |
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from Little Feat - Waiting For Columbus (1988)
Hey Lordy... (join the band, be good rascal...)
Hey join the band, be good rascal and join the band Hey Lordy... Join the band, be a good rascal and join the band Oh huh oh ho ho ho Yeah, hah Oh huh oh ho ho ho Yeah Hey Lordy join the band, be a good rascal and join the band Hey join the band, be a good rascal and join the band Oh huh oh ho ho ho Yeah |
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from Little Feat - Waiting For Columbus (1988)
Spotcheck Billy got down on his hands and knees He said "Hey mama, hey let me check your oil all right?" She said "No, no honey, not tonight. Come back Monday, come back Tuesday, and then I might" I said Juanita, my sweet Jaunita, what are you up to? My Juanita I said Jaunita, my sweet chiquita, what are you up to? My Juanita Don't want nobody who won't dive for dimes Don't want no speedballs 'cause I might die trying Throw me a line, throw me a line 'Cause there's a fat man in the bathtub with the blues I hear you moan, I hear you moan, I hear you moan Billy got so sad, dejected, put on his hat and start to run Runnin' down the street yelling at the top of his lungs "All I want in this life of mine is some good clean fun" "All I want in this life and time is some hit and run" I said Juanita, my sweet Jaunita, what are you up to? My Jaunita I said Jaunita, my sweet chiquita, what are you up to? My Juanita Put my money in your meter baby so it won't run down But you caught me in the squeeze play on the cheesy side of town Throw me a dime, throw me a line 'Cause there's a fat man in the bathtub with the blues I hear you moan, I hear you moan, I hear you moan |
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from Little Feat - Waiting For Columbus (1988)
I've been down, but not like this before Can't be 'round this kind of show no more All, all that you dream Comes through shinin silver lining Clouds, clouds change the scene Rain starts washing all these cautions Right into your life, makes you realize Just what is true, what else can you do You just follow the rule Keep your eyes on the road that's ahead of you I've been down, but not like this before Can't be 'round this kind of show no more All of the good, good times were ours In the land of milk and honey And time, time adds its scars Rainy days they turn to sunny ones Livin' the life, livin' the life lovin' everyone I've been down, but not like this before Can't be 'round this kind of show no more I've been down, but not like this before Can't be 'round this kind of show no more I've been down, but not like this before |
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from Little Feat - Waiting For Columbus (1988)
They got a place down Kentucky
Right down near Ohio Where you can watch the planes at night People line up to watch each flight I said watchin' them planes I wish I was on one I'm sittin' here thinkin' 'bout my red head dream If I could only see her tonight Oh Atlanta, Oh Atlanta! I said yeah! yeah! yeah! Atlanta, got to get back to you Well you can drop me off on Peachtree I got to feel that Georgia sun And the women there in Atlanta They make you awfully glad you come I said watchin' them planes I wish I was on one I'm sittin' here thinking 'bout my crazy dream If I could only be there tonight Oh Atlanta, Oh Atlanta! I said yeah! yeah! yeah! Atlanta, got to get back to you We make a day and how just you and me But the music plays all night They got the boogie band blowin' that's bound for hell And when they get to movin' they never stop You just keep on playin' that down home beat You just keep on layin' it down hot I wish I was on one I'm sittin' here thinkin' bout my red haired dream If I could only see her tonight Oh Atlanta, Oh Atlanta! I said yeah! yeah! yeah! Atlanta, got to get back to you |
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from Little Feat - Waiting For Columbus (1988)
Off our rockers, actin' crazy With the right medication we won't be lazy Doin' the old folks boogie Down on the farm Wheelchairs, they was locked arm in arm Paired off pacemakers with matchin' alarms Gives us jus' one more chance To spin one more yarn And you know that you're over the hill When your mind makes a promise that your body can't fill Doin' the old folks boogie And boogie we will 'Cause to us the thought's as good as a thrill Back at the home, No time is your own, Facillities there, they're all out on loan The bank forclose, and your bankruptcy shows And your credit creeps to an all-time low So you know, that you're over the hill When your mind makes a promise that your body can't fill Try and get a rise from an atrophied muscle, And the nerves in your thigh just quivers and fizzles So you know, that you're over the hill When your mind makes a promise that your body can't fill |
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from Little Feat - Waiting For Columbus (1988)
Well they say time loves a hero but only time will tell If he's real, he's a legend from heaven If he ain't he was sent here from hell Hear me well Seein' ain't always believin' Just make sure it's the truth that you're seein' Eyes sometimes lie, eyes sometimes lie They can be real deceivin' I got an Uncle in Puerto Rico Spends his days in the sun his nights in the casinos He left the States many years ago Took a fishin' boat to Puerto Rico Now my aunt, she is sad and lonely She'll never know that she drove him away As a coward I admire his courageous ways Well they say time loves a hero but only time will tell If he's real, he's a legend from heaven If he ain't he was sent here from hell Some say my uncle, that he's a zero His life is as a shell, he left it back at Stateside I'd say he's doin' pretty well, without his shell Bumming 'round the beaches of Puerto Rico The beauty of the sunrise and sunset To his friends he wish he could tell They're at home still runnin' for bells Better San Juan than that blue collar hell Well they say time loves a hero but only time will tell If he's real, he's a legend from heaven If he ain't he was sent here from hell |
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from Little Feat - Waiting For Columbus (1988)
You can say what you want People runnin', talkin', it's all going on up and down the street Young girls selling their wares, no cares Ah, history's left its mark, aha Old folks that were able Now can table it at their own expense They wouldn't miss it, they don't care if it's day or night Oh the city she makes Sometimes your soul to feel floating just like a leaf in the wind Street is stream so it carries you past your present schemes 'til there is no end Left right in the alley No one catches you but the gentle wind There ain't no Jane, no Jill, no Sally to see you through There ain't no Jane, no Jill, no Sally to see you through So you do what you want And pretend again that it's time to roam 'cause you can't go home Maybe you'll find your way today, But while you're at it you'll have some fun And through tears of laughter You know it's nothing until you find someone You wouldn't miss it You don't care if it's day or night |
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from Little Feat - Waiting For Columbus (1988)
Is it the lies? Is it the style? It's a mercenary territory I wish you knew the story I've been out here so long dreamin up songs I'm temporarily qualmless and sinking I've did my time in that rodeo It's been so long and I've got nothing to show Well I'm so plain loco Fool that I am I'd do it all over again Is it the style? Is it the lies? Is it the days into nights Or the "I'm sorry"s into fights Now some kind of man, he can't do anything wrong If I see him I'll tell him you're waiting 'Cause I'm devoted for sure but my days are a blur Well your nights turn into my mornings Well I did my time in that rodeo Fool that I am I'd do it all over again Is it love keeps you waiting so long Makes you say I'll see you around The forces that be, they just don't see While your nights turn into my mornings Is it the style? Is it the lies? Is it the days into nights Or the "I'm sorrys" into fights |
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from Little Feat - Waiting For Columbus (1988)
Well the night that was high, we got into town Was the night that the rain, it froze on the ground Down the street I heard such a sorrowful tune Comin' from the place they call the Spanish Moon Well I stepped inside, and stood by the door While a dark-eyed girl sang, and played the guitar Hookers, and hustlers, filled up the room I heard about this place they call the Spanish Moon One false step, you get done in It's a cold situation If that that don't kill you soon The women will down at the Spanish Moon I pawned my watch, and I sold my ring Just to hear that girl singing, (hear that girl sing) Don't take long, to wake up ruined The women will down at the Spanish Moon |
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from Little Feat - Waiting For Columbus (1988)
I've seen the bright lights of Memphis and the Commodore Hotel
And, underneath a street lamp I met a Southern Belle Well, she took me to the river where she cast her spell And, in that southern moonlight she sang the song so well If you'll be my Dixie Chicken, I'll be your Tennessee Lamb And we can walk together down in Dixieland Down in Dixieland Well, we made all the hot spots - my money flowed like wine And then that lowdown southern whiskey began to fog my mind And I don't remember church bells or the money I put down On the white picket fence and boardwalk of the house at the edge of town Oh, but boy do I remember the strain of her refrain And the nights we spent together, and the way she called my name If you'll be my Dixie Chicken, I'll be your Tennessee Lamb And we can walk together down in Dixieland Down in Dixieland Well, it's been a year since she ran away - guess that guitar player sure could play She always liked to sing along - she's always handy with a song Then one night in the lobby of the Commodore Hotel I chanced to meet a bartender who said he knew her well And as he handed me a drink he began to hum a song And all the boys there at the bar began to sing along If you'll be my Dixie Chicken, I'll be your Tennessee Lamb And we can walk together down in Dixieland Down in Dixieland |
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from Little Feat - Waiting For Columbus (1988)
Buffalo'd in buffalo Entertained in Houston New York, yew nork, You gotta choose one Tripe face boogie Boogie my sneakers away I don't want your money Don't want your time Please don't hype me honey Or I'll give you back your dime Tripe face boogie Boogie my sneakers away I don't dig potato chips A can't dig torts Tripe my guacamole, baby Tripe my shorts Hype boogie Tripe boogie Hype boogie All night Long You bring your guitar and I'll bring the wine We'll blow out our speakers, just one more time Tripe face boogie -- Look Out! Give tripe face his way Look Out! Give tripe face his day Look Out! Give tripe face his way |
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from Little Feat - Waiting For Columbus (1988)
My baby called me up She said, "Why don't you ever take me out? Pick me up in your brand new car You shake the short change from your old fruit jar" I put on my dancin' shoes We headed straight for the rhythm and blues The music was hot, but my baby was not I've got a rocket in my pocket |
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from Little Feat - Waiting For Columbus (1988)
I been warped by the rain, driven by the snow
I'm drunk and dirty don't ya know, and I'm still, willin' Out on the road late at night, Seen my pretty Alice in every head light Alice, Dallas Alice I've been from Tuscon to Tucumcari Tehachapi to Tonapah Driven every kind of rig that's ever been made Driven the back roads so I wouldn't get weighed And if you give me: weed, whites, and wine and you show me a sign I'll be willin', to be movin' I've been kicked by the wind, robbed by the sleet Had my head stoved in, but I'm still on my feet and I'm still... willin' Now I smuggled some smokes and folks from Mexico baked by the sun, every time I go to Mexico, and I'm still And I been from Tuscon to Tucumcari Tehachapi to Tonapah Driven every kind of rig that's ever been made Driven the back roads so I wouldn't get weighed And if you give me: weed, whites, and wine and you show me a sign I'll be willin', to be movin |
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from Little Feat - Waiting For Columbus (1988)
Lady in a turban, cocaine tree Does a dance so rhythmically She's cryin', and a singin' and having a time and gee that cocaine tree look fine You've got to put on your sailin shoes Put on your sailing shoes Everyone will start to cheer When you put on your sailin' shoes Jedidiah, he's got a dime Says he catch a more fish, every time Well I've got a line, and you've got a pole And I'll meet you at the fishin' hole You've got to put on your sailin shoes Put on your sailing shoes Everyone will start to cheer When you put on your sailin' shoes Doctor, doctor, I feel so bad This is the worst day, I ever had Have you this misery a very long time? Well if you if, I'll lay it on the line You've got to put on your sailin shoes Put on your sailing shoes Everyone will start to cheer When you put on your sailin' shoes |
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from Little Feat - Waiting For Columbus (1988)
Semi-smokin mama, you got to give me some Heard you got the biggest hmm biggest truck in town Right on through to Baltimore you got to love me now Got to do me gently, ah feets don't fail me now Don't fail me, feets don't fail me now Don't the sunrise look so pretty Never such a sight Like a rollin' into New York City With the skylight in the morning light Roll right through the night I said roll Roll right through the night I said roll Roll right through the night Roll right through the night Roll right through the night Roll, roll, roll Roll right through the night Roll right through the night Roll right through the night Roll right through the night I said Roll Roll right through the night I said Roll Roll right through the night I said Roll Roll right through the night |
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from Little Feat - Let It Roll (1988)
Last night I sat my baby right down And said the talk's all round the town You're cheatin' while I work all day I guess that feelin's finally gone And I got so tired of spendin' my nights alone So I packed my bags and I'm goin' away But I sure would hate to lose your lovin' don't you know If you said good-bye it just wouldn't feel right some how 'Cause it felt so good Whole lot better than I thought it could Honey I hate to lose you now Well I swore I wouldn't sit and cry 'Cause my baby left me both high and dry Wouldn't sit and pine gonna move on down the line Well I knew just what I had to do Had to find me some love that's new 'Cause lovin's so easy to find But I sure would hate to lose that lovin' don't you know If you said good-bye it just wouldn't feel right some how 'Cause it felt so good Whole lot better than I thought it could Honey I hate to lose you now But I think it's gonna be all right 'Cause I found a little girl last night And she said you better just move on in 'Cause I got my rent paid through next week and I'll be out tonight But don't ya know I'll do my best to be back by ten I sure would hate to lose that lovin' don't you know If you said good-bye it just wouldn't feel right some how 'Cause it felt so good Whole lot better than I thought it could Honey I hate to lose you now Don't you know Honey I hate to lose you now Tryin to tell you Honey I hate to lose you now |
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from Little Feat - Let It Roll (1988)
I see you lookin' 'round searchin' for some good times girl Ain't no doubt about it, nothin' sweeter in this world forget the ringin' on your party line I'll be there in person and I'll be right on time Give me just one clear moment I can turn your head around All I need is one clear moment To get you back up off the ground I see you cryin' and I don't know why The way you look you should be flyin' high In that one clear moment Overheard you talkin' 'bout your lover walkin' out the door It's just the same sad story, you know we've heard it all before We've all been kicked we've all been pushed around I'll claim your heart back from the lost and found Give me just one clear moment I can turn your head around All I need is one clear moment To get your feet back up off the ground I hear you callin' for some sympathy I got the answer that can set you free In that one clear moment You're wonderin' how I'll make your grey skies blue I see the doubt in your eyes, but what I say is true Ah gimme that one clear moment I can turn your head around All I need is one clear moment To get you back up off the ground I hear you callin' for some sympathy I got the answer that will set you free In that one clear moment |
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from Little Feat - Let It Roll (1988)
Serious blue eyes, so pale and so shy Look closer 'cause she's got that look in her eye Red hair that sails on a soft southern breeze Fingers that fly on accordion keys You ain't seen nothin', 'till you've seen my cajun girl She's really somethin', my sweet singing cajun girl Cook cajun, speak creole, and lay on the spice Her fancy so free on these Saturday nights She sings and she plays at the parish hall dance Big city chanteuses just don't stand a chance You ain't seen nothin', 'till you've seen my cajun girl She's really somethin', my sweet singing cajun girl Might find me a dream, just West of New Orleans If you pole up the bayou St. John The way twin fiddles play And she squeezes her box until dawn All night they carry on Tell long leg Lucille I must send my regrets It's nothin' she's done, it's just someone I met With innocent heart, true talent so rare She bloom on the bayou, this flower so fair You ain't seen nothin', 'till you've seen my cajun girl She's really somethin', my sweet singing cajun girl You ain't seen nothin', 'till you've seen my cajun girl Might find me a dream, just West of New Orleans If you pole up the bayou St. John The way twin fiddles play And she squeezes her box until dawn All night they carry on |
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from Little Feat - Let It Roll (1988)
Hey old friend, it's been such a long time Since I saw your smilin' face pressed against my window pane Though it's the middle of the night And we were racin' the light of the mornin' All those new thoughts dawnin' About the wrong and the right We spent our money so fine The girls were standing in line Every other night Was always the same Paradise without any shame We'd stay up all night Tryin' to find just the right rhymes And we were fightin' the good fight Hangin' on to the good times Jaunita she's a little bit older now Spotcheck Billy looks just the same Three card monte on the boulevard With mirrors on his shoes And I just have to laugh When I recall the time down in New Orleans Don't ya know Rained us out of an indoor show We spent our money so fine The girls were standin' in line Down in the quarters at lucky Pierre's A time of our life without any cares We'd stay up all night Tryin' to find just the right rhymes And we were fightin' the good fight Hangin' on to the good times Yes old friend we had some times And later on the moon declined To shine its light so benevolently It's grace withheld from our company and though we went our own ways We couldn't escape from where we came So we find ourselves back at the table again Tellin' stories of survivors and friends We'd stay up all night Tryin' to find just the right rhymes And we were fightin' the good fight Hangin' on to the good times Up all night Tryin' to find just the right rhymes And we were fightin' the good fight Hangin' on to the good times Up all night Tryin' to find just the right rhymes And we were fightin' the good fight Hangin' on to the good times |
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from Little Feat - Let It Roll (1988)
Lookin' out on the evening light You see the lightnin' and the thunder rollin' in As you strain to keep that setting sun in sight Ya start to get that Summer feelin' back again of a time lost in illusion not afraid to cross that line You don't have to close your eyes You don't have to turn away You can't expect to take the right road every morning When you start to feel the words get in the way Listen to your heart And what it has to say You say you're searchin' for some common ground The golden thread that keeps us all together And you wish these troubled times would turn around Bring back just a little warmer weather to your life To shine through the sorrow And not fade out with the morning light But you don't have to close your eyes You don't have to turn away You can't expect to take the right road every morning When you start to feel the words get in the way Listen to your heart And what it has to say You say you're lookin' to leave the danger zone Lookin to leave off all this pain and sorrow And you hate so much to live your life alone But with half a chance you'd say good-bye tomorrow To be free From all this confusion And hav it like it used to be Soft as a Summer day Warm as a gentle breeze Rollin' out across the sea But you don't have to close your eyes You don't have to turn away You can't expect to take the right road every morning When you start to feel the words get in the way Listen to your heart And what it has to say |
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from Little Feat - Let It Roll (1988)
Rollin' down highway 95 Sailin' through her hometown countryside Move on over stand astride My cruise control's in overdrive Need to take my baby for a ride Ooo she's like a smooth stretch of highway Ooo she's like a cool Summer breeze If my motor's runnin' right, we might lose control tonight Got the shape I love to squeeze, looks that bring me to my knees Oh please, let it roll tonight Might be doin' more thahn fifty-five When I sit my baby right down by my side Where the rubber hit the road This rig don't dig no overload Come on, and let my baby ride Ooo she's like a smooth stretch of highway Ooo she's like a cool Summer breeze If my motor's runnin' right, we might lose control tonight Got the shape I love to squeeze, looks that bring me to my knees Oh please, let it roll tonight Now I know just how heaven feels When she reach beneath my big old steerin' wheel Dyna flow, power glide Bored and stroked, I'm satisfied When I take my baby for a ride Ooo she's like a smooth stretch of highway Ooo she's like a cool Summer breeze If my motor's runnin' right, we might lose control tonight Got the shape I love to squeeze, looks that bring me to my knees Oh please, let it roll tonight |
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from Little Feat - Let It Roll (1988)
Baby what's wrong with you Have to tell ya it seemed like we were through And your memory's almost gone Met this girl in New York City That took the night train all the way from Buffalo Just to see the midnight show And every time I start to feelin' stronger You call me up with just the right line Keep me hangin' on a little longer That's where I stumble every time I keep thinkin' it'd be all right Wondrin' when you'd come back home Come to your senses girl and hold me tight Love me like ya used to do It's gonna be a long time till I get over you I don't mind the lonely days so much Can't take those long nights dreamin' bout your tender touch Lyin' awake waitin' for the phone to ring Got to my courage up And find a way that I can cut you loose But it don't seem to be no use Got to tell ya every time I start to feelin' stronger You call me up with just the right line Keep me hangin' on a little longer It get me every time I keep thinkin' it'd be all right Wondrin' when you'd come back home Come to your senses girl and hold me tight Love me like ya used to do It's gonna be a long time till I get over you Seem like every time I start to feelin' stronger You call me up with just the right line Keep me hangin' on a little longer And don't it get me every time I keep thinkin' it'd be all right Wondrin' when you'd come back home Come to your senses girl and hold me tight Love me like ya used to do It's gonna be a long time till I get over you |
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from Little Feat - Let It Roll (1988)
Come home last night wishin I could unwind Turned on the news ya know it blew my mind Current affairs got me in a spin People everywhere doin' each other in Fussin' and fightin' from dusk till dawn Lyin', stealin, wheelin', dealin', it just keeps rollin' on Nothin but bad news and it's wearin' kind of thin With every news situation sems to be a no win It's just business as usual It's just business as usual Send in the funds, keep the faith alive Without your checks how can we survive We got cars in the yard, bills to pay Crosses to bear, we got souls to save Each and every day, people sittin' round, a Sunday go to meetin' town T.V. prophets bringing on a judgement day The rectory's wrecked, the preacher's funds are goin' slowin' down Elders eyes see their good life slippin' away It's just business as usual It's just business as usual If it rings of truth throw it out the window If you need any proof, it's any way the wind blows If you're askin' me, I'll tell you that I don't know And so it goes, so it goes And it'all goin' down, on the outskirts of town I saw it on the radio, in the heart of the village It's rape, plunder, and pillage I got it off the press, so it must be so It must be so It's just business as usual It's just business as usual It's just business as usual It's just business as usual |
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from Little Feat - Let It Roll (1988)
There's a feelin' in the sky tonight Tough as nails and I feel the cold wind start to bite Folks I meet seem so cold Blown like leaves their faces hard and set in stone I'd just like to know Cold and tired, hope all gone Just how far this road goes on I'd just like to see All or nothin', high or low Just how far this game can go Plant my feet on foreign soil No return I crossed that mil some time ago Cast my eyes on streets that shine Reflect my image and I know I'm livin' on borrowed time I'd sure like to feel Dreams I chased so long ago Weren't wasted miles on empty roads I'd just like to believe All these desperate cries I hear Are falling on a sympathetic ear In world of illusions All you're left with is your changin' luch Kisses and tears and unanswered questions Just a child of chance with your changin' luck Changin' luck A song I've heard since I was young Sounds so sweet on this lonely street, makes me cry Askin' myself why oh why I'm such a fool to listen to this deadly kind of lullaby I'd just like to know Cold and tired, hope all gone Just how far this road goes on I'd just like to see All or nothin', high or low Just how far this game can go In world of illusions All you're left with is your changin' luch Kisses and tears and unanswered questions Just a child of chance with your changin' luck Changin' luck |
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