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from The Yardbirds - Having A Rave Up (1965)
I want somebody here to tell me why,
There's always smoke up in the sky. Please don't make me want to cry, Detail has not been seen. Summer trees should all be green, Plain and green as they have been, Sun don't ever change the scene, Please never let them die. What do you want? [Repeat: x4] Sounds which soar above my ears, Will naturally precede in years, They only cause a flood of tears, I want to turn and run. Don't need someone to make my fun, Only need to see the sun, I will not go and cause harm, I cannot think that way. What do you want? [Repeat: x4] Sit spellbound by a flickering screen, Watch the ever changing scenes, Listen to the rising screams, Of children of today. Lock your doors and stay within, Upon your face the stupid grins, Penalty for unrealized sins, Committed on your way. What do you want? [Repeat: x6] |
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from The Yardbirds - Roger The Engineer (1966)
(Chris Dreja / Jim McCarty / Jeff Beck
/ Keith Relf / Paul Samwell-Smith) I want somebody here to tell me why, There's always smoke up in the sky. Please don't make me want to cry, Detail has not been seen. Summer trees should all be green, Plain and green as they have been, Sun don't ever change the scene, Please never let them die. What do you want? What do you want? What do you want? What do you want? Sounds which soar above my ears, Will naturally precede in years, They only cause a flood of tears, I want to turn and run. Don't need someone to make my fun, Only need to see the sun, I will not go and cause harm, I cannot think that way. What do you want? What do you want? What do you want? What do you want? Sit spellbound by a flickering screen, Watch the ever changing scenes, Listen to the rising screams, Of children of today. Lock your doors and stay within, Upon your face the stupid grins, Penalty for unrealised sins, Committed on your way. What do you want? What do you want? What do you want? What do you want? What do you want? What do you want? |
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from The Yardbirds - Roger The Engineer (1966)
(Chris Dreja / Jim McCarty / Jeff Beck
/ Keith Relf / Paul Samwell-Smith) ah-ah-ah...... How your restless hungry eyes, Speak of cloudy summer skies. The morning dew, Turns into rain, Lonely winds will call my name. Dying leaves of seasons brown, Losing life as they drift down. Too soon in life, Return to earth, Only they can know their worth. Distant dreams of things to be, Wandering thoughts that can't be free. I feel my mind, Turning away, To the darkness of my day. |
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from The Yardbirds - Having A Rave Up (1965)
Aboard a train
I met a dame She was a hipster Man a real gone dame She wasn't pretty For New York City As we strut down on that ol' fairlane With a heave and a ho I just couldn't let her go Get along Sweet little woman get along On your way Get along Sweet little woman get along On your way With a heave and a ho I just couldn't let her go The train kept a rollin' all night long The train kept a rollin' all night long The train kept a rollin' all night long The train kept a rollin' all night long With a heave and a ho I just couldn't let her go I made a stop round Albuquerque She must'a thought I was real gone jerk Got off the train at El Paso A' looking so good I couldn't let her go With a heave and a ho I just couldn't let her go The train kept a rollin' all night long The train kept a rollin' all night long The train kept a rollin' all night long The train kept a rollin' all night long With a heave and a ho I just couldn't let her go |
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from The Yardbirds - Birdland (2003)
Aboard a train
I met a dame She was a hipster Man a real gone dame She wasn't pretty For New York City As we strut down on that ol' fairlane With a heave and a ho I just couldn't let her go Get along Sweet little woman get along On your way Get along Sweet little woman get along On your way With a heave and a ho I just couldn't let her go The train kept a rollin' all night long The train kept a rollin' all night long The train kept a rollin' all night long The train kept a rollin' all night long With a heave and a ho I just couldn't let her go I made a stop round Albuquerque She must'a thought I was real gone jerk Got off the train at El Paso A' looking so good I couldn't let her go With a heave and a ho I just couldn't let her go The train kept a rollin' all night long The train kept a rollin' all night long The train kept a rollin' all night long The train kept a rollin' all night long With a heave and a ho I just couldn't let her go |
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from The Yardbirds - Little Games (2002)
Tinker, tailor, soldier, sailor,
Rich man, poor man, beggar man, thief, Doctor, baker, fine shoe-maker, Wise man, madman, taxman, please, How can I know just what to be? Please stop and give advice to me. Tell me, Tell me, How many people do I help, Just by sitting on the shelf, Tell me, Tell me, I don't want a trade at all, (It's for two?) living off the road. Oh, Tinker, tailor, soldier, sailor, Rich man, poor man, beggar man, thief, Doctor, baker, fine shoe-maker, Wise man, madman, taxman, please. Who's gonna tell me what to do? Then they will say that I am true. Maybe, Maybe, Perhaps I'll come to a great success, Or possible a dreadful mess. Maybe, Maybe, (Having buys it's?) fortune, fame, Living's just a little game. Woooo-aaah, Tinker, tailor, soldier, sailor, Rich man, poor man, beggar man, thief, Doctor, baker, fine shoe-maker, Wise man, madman, taxman, please. How can I know just what to be, Please stop and give advice to me, Tell me, Tell me, How many people do I help, Just by sitting on a shelf, Tell me, Tell me, I don't want a trade at all, (It's for two?) living off the road Oh, Tinker, tailor, soldier, sailor, Rich man, poor man, beggar man, thief, Doctor, baker, fine shoe-maker, Wise man, madman, taxman, please. Tinker, tailor, soldier, sailor |
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from The Yardbirds - Little Games (2002)
Tinker, tailor, soldier, sailor,
Rich man, poor man, beggar man, thief, Doctor, baker, fine shoe-maker, Wise man, madman, taxman, please, How can I know just what to be? Please stop and give advice to me. Tell me, Tell me, How many people do I help, Just by sitting on the shelf, Tell me, Tell me, I don't want a trade at all, (It's for two?) living off the road. Oh, Tinker, tailor, soldier, sailor, Rich man, poor man, beggar man, thief, Doctor, baker, fine shoe-maker, Wise man, madman, taxman, please. Who's gonna tell me what to do? Then they will say that I am true. Maybe, Maybe, Perhaps I'll come to a great success, Or possible a dreadful mess. Maybe, Maybe, (Having buys it's?) fortune, fame, Living's just a little game. Woooo-aaah, Tinker, tailor, soldier, sailor, Rich man, poor man, beggar man, thief, Doctor, baker, fine shoe-maker, Wise man, madman, taxman, please. How can I know just what to be, Please stop and give advice to me, Tell me, Tell me, How many people do I help, Just by sitting on a shelf, Tell me, Tell me, I don't want a trade at all, (It's for two?) living off the road Oh, Tinker, tailor, soldier, sailor, Rich man, poor man, beggar man, thief, Doctor, baker, fine shoe-maker, Wise man, madman, taxman, please. Tinker, tailor, soldier, sailor |
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from The Yardbirds - Little Games (2002)
When will the clouds all roll away?
When will the good people have their say? I hope you're still round to see the day. [Chorus: x2] Take a while, Think about it. Who can tell what is up or down? You can be the king or be the clown. Then climb your tree, take a look around. [Chorus] Circles of life, an infinite plane, That which is now now will be again. Who can decide who is insane? [Chorus] |
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from The Yardbirds - Little Games (2002)
When will the clouds all roll away?
When will the good people have their say? I hope you're still round to see the day. [Chorus: x2] Take a while, Think about it. Who can tell what is up or down? You can be the king or be the clown. Then climb your tree, take a look around. [Chorus] Circles of life, an infinite plane, That which is now now will be again. Who can decide who is insane? [Chorus] |
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from The Yardbirds - Roger The Engineer (1966)
(Chris Dreja / Jim McCarty / Jeff Beck
/ Keith Relf / Paul Samwell-Smith) I'm searching for my baby, Well I think I'm gonna cry. I'm searching for my baby, I think I'm gonna cry, yeah. I can't find that woman, No matter how hard I try. Well I've got myself a car, And the thing is painted blue. Well I've got myself a car, And that thing is painted blue. But no matter what's done to me baby, I guess I'll always be blue. I got a hundred and fifty things, Now all I gotta find is you. I got a hundred and fifty things, Now all I gotta find is you. And if the Nazz don't help me baby, You better forget about me too. |
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from The Yardbirds - Birdland (2003)
Baby I got a problem,
Don't know what to do. Baby I got a problem, I don't know what to do. Can't find the words to describe you, woman, None I got will do. I gonna search a dictionary, I find new words to use. Gonna search a dictionary, Find new words to use. Woman you defy me, Ain't no words to choose. Baby I'm rackin' my mind, Baby I'm rackin' my mind, Now I can't Baby rackin' my mind, I can't find, Any words. Tell me woman, Got a hold on my mind. My, my, my, my, my, mind, You sure are the strangest kind. Got no words for you baby, Ain't no words I can find. Now I know what to call you, Know what to call you, baby. I know what to call you, Know what to call you, You're the world's worst woman, The devil ever made. Now I know you baby, Now I know you girl, Now I know you baby, You find some other guy ? I know baby, I sure raise my eye. |
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from The Yardbirds - Little Games (2002)
The first little Indian gave squaw pretty feather
(Little Indian boy) The second little Indian made her an Indian dollar (Fighting over a squaw) Well the third little Indian gave her moccasin leather (Little Indian boy) The squaw didn't like 'em at all The fourth little Indian took her riding in his big canoe (Little Indian boy) The fifth little Indian took her down the waterfall (Fighting over a squaw) The sixth little Indian taught the squaw how to woo-woo (Little Indian boy) But the squaw didn't like 'em at all One little, two little, three little Indians (Keep us humming we're the ten little Indians) Four little, five little, six little Indians (Keep us humming we're the ten little Indians) Seven little, eight little, nine little Indians (Keep us humming we're the ten little Indians) Ten little Indian boys The seventh little Indian took her over to his teepee (Little Indian boy) The eighth little Indian tried to give her a love poem (Fighting over a squaw) The ninth little Indian said "You're my Kemosabe" (Little Indian boy) The squaw didn't like 'em at all The tenth little Indian said it really didn't matter (Little Indian boy) He acted like himself and he didn't look at her (Fighting over a squaw) The squaw didn't care if he never did a thing (Little Indian boy) Cause she loved the tenth Indian boy Loved the tenth Indian boy Loved the tenth Indian boy Loved the tenth Indian boy |
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from The Yardbirds - Having A Rave Up (1965)
See the stars come joining down from the sky,
Gently passing, they kiss your tears when you cry. See the wind of summer blow your hair upon your head, See the rain, the falling rain, it's rain. Still I'm sad. Oh my flowers, my tears just falling two days, We are driving the night to find they are lost. Flower, flower the wind is blowing, Time into my heart. When the wind blows hard, we are apart. Still I'm sad, Still I'm sad. Still I'm sad. |
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from The Yardbirds - Little Games (2002)
Stealin', stealin',
Mama, don't ya tell on me, I'm stealing back to the way I used to be. Well, put your arms around me, Like a circle round the sun, Now (they's got the blue) We can have a little fun, How glad it's you, And not your sister with me now, Saw her yesterday, And she look's just like a Stealin', stealin, Mama, don't ya tell on me, I'm stealing back to the way I used to be. I'm stealin', stealin, Mama, don't ya tell on me, I'm stealing back to the way I used to be. Well, sit beside me baby, The sun is shining out now, Just for you and I, Look, I mean to walk you home, Your mama's getting bad, So I'd rather stay at home. Stealin', stealin', Mama, don't ya tell on me, I'm stealing back to the way I used to be. I'm stealin', stealin, Mama, don't ya tell on me, I'm stealing back to the way I used to be. Stealin', stealin, Mama, don't ya tell on me, I'm stealing back to the way I used to be. Stealin', stealin, Mama, don't ya tell on me |
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from The Yardbirds - Little Games (2002)
Stealin', stealin',
Mama, don't ya tell on me, I'm stealing back to the way I used to be. Well, put your arms around me, Like a circle round the sun, Now (they's got the blue) We can have a little fun, How glad it's you, And not your sister with me now, Saw her yesterday, And she look's just like a Stealin', stealin, Mama, don't ya tell on me, I'm stealing back to the way I used to be. I'm stealin', stealin, Mama, don't ya tell on me, I'm stealing back to the way I used to be. Well, sit beside me baby, The sun is shining out now, Just for you and I, Look, I mean to walk you home, Your mama's getting bad, So I'd rather stay at home. Stealin', stealin', Mama, don't ya tell on me, I'm stealing back to the way I used to be. I'm stealin', stealin, Mama, don't ya tell on me, I'm stealing back to the way I used to be. Stealin', stealin, Mama, don't ya tell on me, I'm stealing back to the way I used to be. Stealin', stealin, Mama, don't ya tell on me |
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from The Yardbirds - Little Games (2002)
Smile on me baby,
Make me feel like summer's here. Smile on me baby, Make me feel good when you're near. Prove it to me baby, That our love is in the clear. Walk with me baby, Make me hold my head up high. Walk with me baby, Make me feel the greatest guy. I'm gonna love you baby, Love you till you cry. Stay with me baby, Make me always feel so fine. Stay with me baby, Make me always feel so fine, So I can tell all the world, You always gonna be mine. Smile on me baby, Make me feel like summer's here. Smile on me baby, Make me feel good when you're near. Prove it to me baby, That our love is in the clear. |
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from The Yardbirds - Little Games (2002)
Smile on me baby,
Make me feel like summer's here. Smile on me baby, Make me feel good when you're near. Prove it to me baby, That our love is in the clear. Walk with me baby, Make me hold my head up high. Walk with me baby, Make me feel the greatest guy. I'm gonna love you baby, Love you till you cry. Stay with me baby, Make me always feel so fine. Stay with me baby, Make me always feel so fine, So I can tell all the world, You always gonna be mine. Smile on me baby, Make me feel like summer's here. Smile on me baby, Make me feel good when you're near. Prove it to me baby, That our love is in the clear. |
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from The Yardbirds - Birdland (2003)
Shapes of things before my eyes,
Just teach me to despise. Will time make men more wise? Here within my lonely frame, my eyes just heard my brain. But will it seem the same? (Come Tomorrow) Will I be older? (Come Tomorrow) May be a soldier. (Come Tomorrow) May I be bolder than today? Now the trees are almost green. But will they still be seen? When time and tide have been. Fall into your passing hands. Please don't destroy these lands. Don't make them desert sands. Chorus, Lead. Soon I hope that I will find, Thoughts deep within my mind. That won't displace my kind. |
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from The Yardbirds - Roger The Engineer (1966)
(Chris Dreja / Jim McCarty / Jeff Beck
/ Keith Relf / Paul Samwell-Smith) Baby I got a problem, Don't know what to do. Baby I got a problem, I don't know what to do. Can't find the words to describe you, woman, None I got will do. I gonna search a dictionary, I find new words to use. Gonna search a dictionary, Find new words to use. Woman you defy me, Ain't no words to choose. Baby I'm rackin' my mind, Baby I'm rackin' my mind, Now I can't [ ?]. Baby rackin' my mind, I can't find, Any words. Tell me woman, Got a hold on my mind. My, my, my, my, my, mind, You sure are the strangest kind. Got no words for you baby, Ain't no words I can find. Now I know what to call you, Know what to call you, baby. I know what to call you, Know what to call you, You're the world's worst woman, The devil ever made. Now I know you baby, Now I know you girl, Now I know you baby, [You find some other guy ?] I know baby, I sure raise my eye. |
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from The Yardbirds - Little Games (2002)
You never talk straight to me,
It's all puzzles to me. If there's sense in what you talk about, I can never see. If you don't want me to spend your life with you, Go and find someone new. 'Cause I know there's so many better girls than you. Puzzles, hanging on my mind now, Puzzles, puzzles in my mind, In my mind, That's all I find, In my mind. Life's puzzles, I will never know, Which way to go straight. Love, war, people arguing, How can they know what to hate? Ever since I began thinking, I wondered why things were so. But no matter how hard I contemplate, Puzzles will never go. Puzzles, hanging on my mind now, Puzzles, puzzles in my mind, In my mind, That's all I find, In my mind. Oh, puzzles. |
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from The Yardbirds - Roger The Engineer (1966)
(Yardbirds)
Pennsylvania snow is pretty thick, Michigan ain't where I get my kicks. Texas is fine but it gets too hot, And New York City's not a place to stop. New Orleans is the home of the blues, But California's my home with Mary Hughes. Down in Mississippi I'm told is nice, And all the meals there, they come with rice. Oregon and Iowa are not for me, The Colorado mountains are something you must see. But back in California there's nothing to lose, 'Cos everything's swinging there with Mary Hughes. |
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from The Yardbirds - Roger The Engineer (1966)
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
Cars and girls are easy come by in this day and age laughing joking drinking smoking till I've spent my wage. When I was young people spoke of immorality all the things they said were wrong are what I want to be. Over under sideways down. Hey, backwards forwards square and 'round. Over under sideways down. Hey, backwards forwards square and round. When will it end, when will it end. Hey! Hey! I find comment 'bout my looks irrelativity think I'll go and have some fun 'cos it's all for free I'm not searching for a reason to enjoy myself seems it's better done than argued with somebody else. Over under sideways down. Hey, backwards forwards square and round. Over under sideways down. Hey, backwards forwards square and round. When will it end, when will it end. Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Over under sideways down... |
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from The Yardbirds - Birdland (2003)
(Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!)
Cars and girls are easy come by in this day and age. Laughing, joking, dreams, weed smoking, till I've spent my wage. When I was young, people spoke of immorality. All the things they said were wrong are what I want to be. (Hey!) Over, under, sideways, down, (Hey!) I bounce a ball that's square and round. (Hey!) Over, under, sideways, down, (Hey!) I bounce a ball that's square and round. When will it end? (When will it end?) When will it end? (When will it end?) (Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!) I find comments 'bout my looks irrelativity. Think I'll go and have some fun, 'cause it's all for free. I'm not searchin' for a reason to enjoy myself. Seems it's better done than argue with somebody else. (Hey!) Over, under, sideways, down, (Hey!) I bounce a ball that's square and round. (Hey!) Over, under, sideways, down, (Hey!) I bounce a ball that's square and round. When will it end? (When will it end?) When will it end? (When will it end?) |
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Gone, gone away,
Gone away, Almost nothing to do. Gone away, Now I'm far from you, Though I'm alone now, And there's nobody near, I hush my voice, Lest they should hear My prayers go up to the sky, Deep within me I die, I'll never cry, No-one must see me this way. Left, left to find, Someone kind, Who won't leave me behind, Who will guide me, When I am blind Soothe my brow, When thoughts hurt my brain Help me love, When faced with pain. I long to find someone who, Will remind me of you, Only the black rose knows what I will do. Silence, silence now, Not a sound, Stillness everywhere now, And the trees, To the wind gently bow Only visions of the past and the gloom, And for the moment you're in the room, And just as flowers bloom and die, No-one watching to cry Only the black rose stands up to the sky. Only the black rose stands up to the sky. Only the black rose. |
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from The Yardbirds - Little Games (2002)
Gone, gone away,
Gone away, Almost nothing to do. Gone away, Now I'm far from you, Though I'm alone now, And there's nobody near, I hush my voice, Lest they should hear My prayers go up to the sky, Deep within me I die, I'll never cry, No-one must see me this way. Left, left to find, Someone kind, Who won't leave me behind, Who will guide me, When I am blind Soothe my brow, When thoughts hurt my brain Help me love, When faced with pain. I long to find someone who, Will remind me of you, Only the black rose knows what I will do. Silence, silence now, Not a sound, Stillness everywhere now, And the trees, To the wind gently bow Only visions of the past and the gloom, And for the moment you're in the room, And just as flowers bloom and die, No-one watching to cry Only the black rose stands up to the sky. Only the black rose stands up to the sky. Only the black rose. |
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from The Yardbirds - Little Games (2002)
I'm moving,
I'm gonna see the world while I can. I'm moving, I'm gonna be a well rounded man. And there ain't no room for no-one else, I've got to learn it all for myself. No excess baggage, There to worry me. No excess baggage, There to hurry me. No excess baggage, girl, I must roam, All alone, On my own, I'm hungry, I want to taste the fruits of the world. So hungry, And assure I do love you girl. But if you're what I'm searching for, My heart will lead me back to your door. No excess baggage, There to worry me. No excess baggage, There to hurry me. No excess baggage, girl, I must roam, All alone, On my own. But if you're what I'm searching for, My heart will lead me back to your door. No excess baggage, There to worry me. No excess baggage, There to hurry me. No excess baggage, girl, I must roam, All alone, On my own. I gotta roam, All alone, No excess baggage. On my own. I gotta roam, No excess baggage. All alone, On my own. No excess baggage. I gotta roam, No excess baggage. On my own. |
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from The Yardbirds - Little Games (2002)
I'm moving,
I'm gonna see the world while I can. I'm moving, I'm gonna be a well rounded man. And there ain't no room for no-one else, I've got to learn it all for myself. No excess baggage, There to worry me. No excess baggage, There to hurry me. No excess baggage, girl, I must roam, All alone, On my own, I'm hungry, I want to taste the fruits of the world. So hungry, And assure I do love you girl. But if you're what I'm searching for, My heart will lead me back to your door. No excess baggage, There to worry me. No excess baggage, There to hurry me. No excess baggage, girl, I must roam, All alone, On my own. But if you're what I'm searching for, My heart will lead me back to your door. No excess baggage, There to worry me. No excess baggage, There to hurry me. No excess baggage, girl, I must roam, All alone, On my own. I gotta roam, All alone, No excess baggage. On my own. I gotta roam, No excess baggage. All alone, On my own. No excess baggage. I gotta roam, No excess baggage. On my own. |
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from The Yardbirds - Having A Rave Up (1965)
Can you judge a man
By the way he wears his hair? Can you read his mind By the clothes that he wears? Can you see a bad man By the pattern on his tie? [Chorus] Then Misty you're a better man than I Yeah Misty You're a better man than I Oh Misty You're a better man than I Yeah Misty You're a better man than I Could you tell a wise man By the way he speaks or spells? Is this more important Than the stories that he tells? And call a man a fool If for wealth he doesn't strive [Chorus] Then Misty you're a better man than I Yeah Misty You're a better man than I Oh Misty You're a better man than I Yeah Misty You're a better man than I Could you condemn a man If your faith he doesn't hold? Say the color of his skin Is the color of his soul? Or could you say if men For king and country all must die? [Chorus] Then Misty you're a better man than I Yeah You're a better man than I Oh Misty You're a better man than I Yeah Misty You're a better man than I |
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from The Yardbirds - Birdland (2003)
Can you judge a man
By the way he wears his hair? Can you read his mind By the clothes that he wears? Can you see a bad man By the pattern on his tie? [Chorus] Then Misty you're a better man than I Yeah Misty You're a better man than I Oh Misty You're a better man than I Yeah Misty You're a better man than I Could you tell a wise man By the way he speaks or spells? Is this more important Than the stories that he tells? And call a man a fool If for wealth he doesn't strive [Chorus] Then Misty you're a better man than I Yeah Misty You're a better man than I Oh Misty You're a better man than I Yeah Misty You're a better man than I Could you condemn a man If your faith he doesn't hold? Say the color of his skin Is the color of his soul? Or could you say if men For king and country all must die? [Chorus] Then Misty you're a better man than I Yeah You're a better man than I Oh Misty You're a better man than I Yeah Misty You're a better man than I |
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from The Yardbirds - Roger The Engineer (1966)
Don't know where to run to,
Don't know where to hide. See my future coming, Like the rising of the tide. But I lost you, Lost you woman. The only woman, Woman who was my kind. Made me lose my money, You made me lose my mind. It's people like you, baby, Don't you rule mankind. But I lost you, Lost you woman. The only woman, Woman who was my kind. But if you come back, I won't be the same. What you did to me, You can hardly call humane. But I lost you, But I still love you. The only woman, Woman who was my kind |
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from The Yardbirds - Little Games (2002)
Little wooden soldier boy,
How he's bored to be a toy. Sitting on the mantelpiece, Was not his idea of peace. So one night at half past one, He ordered all the toys to come. He told them all a good game to play, Next day. The teddy bears and wind-up toys, Together made a lot of noise. The other side formed into ranks, Proud 'cause they had plastic tanks. High up on the shelf to see, The soldier had to jump with glee. At last before his eyes he saw, A real war. With a battle raging on the floor, The soldier boy was urging more. Soon the floor was strewn with bits, Fur and stuff and building kits. The soldier boy was feeling high, As smoke clouds rolled across the sky. He gave a last triumphant cry, And fell into the fire. |
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from The Yardbirds - Little Games (2002)
Little wooden soldier boy,
How he's bored to be a toy. Sitting on the mantelpiece, Was not his idea of peace. So one night at half past one, He ordered all the toys to come. He told them all a good game to play, Next day. The teddy bears and wind-up toys, Together made a lot of noise. The other side formed into ranks, Proud 'cause they had plastic tanks. High up on the shelf to see, The soldier had to jump with glee. At last before his eyes he saw, A real war. With a battle raging on the floor, The soldier boy was urging more. Soon the floor was strewn with bits, Fur and stuff and building kits. The soldier boy was feeling high, As smoke clouds rolled across the sky. He gave a last triumphant cry, And fell into the fire. |
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from The Yardbirds - Little Games (2002)
Little games are for little boys
I'm growin' up and changin' all my toys Aeroplanes, motor cars, goldfish, and old jam jars I just don't play these games no more Little games are for little boys Lovin' games are for bigger boys Parties in Chelsea flats mixin' with kinky cats Are games I wanna play some more Ooh what they're doin' to me Darlin' its so plain to see My tem'prature's risin' but that's not surprisin' When you do what you do to me Little games are for little boys But I've found out there are other joys Margaret, Josephine, Susie and Katherine |
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from The Yardbirds - Little Games (2002)
Little games are for little boys
I'm growin' up and changin' all my toys Aeroplanes, motor cars, goldfish, and old jam jars I just don't play these games no more Little games are for little boys Lovin' games are for bigger boys Parties in Chelsea flats mixin' with kinky cats Are games I wanna play some more Ooh what they're doin' to me Darlin' its so plain to see My tem'prature's risin' but that's not surprisin' When you do what you do to me Little games are for little boys But I've found out there are other joys Margaret, Josephine, Susie and Katherine |
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