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| 2:35 | ||||
Long distance information, give me Memphis, Tennessee
Help me find a party that tried to get in touch with me She could not leave a number but I know who placed the call 'Cause my uncle took a message and he wrote it on the wall Help me, information, get in touch with my Marie She's the only one who'd call me here from Memphis, Tennessee Her home is on the south side, high upon a ridge Just a half a mile from the Mississippi bridge (Instrumental) Last time I saw Marie she was wavin' me goodbye With "hurry-home" drops on her cheek that trickled from her eye But we were pulled apart because her mom did not agree And tore apart our happy home in Memphis, Tennessee Help me, information, more than that I cannot add Only that I miss her and all the fun we had Marie is only six years old, information please Try to put me through to her in Memphis, Tennessee |
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| 2:18 | ||||
Berry
As I was motivatin' over the hill I saw Mabellene in a Coup de Ville A Cadillac a-rollin' on the open road Nothin' will outrun my V8 Ford The Cadillac doin' about 95 She's bumper to bumper, rollin' side by side. Maybellene, why can't you be true ? Oh, Maybellene, why can't you be true ? You've started back doin' the things you used to do. Well, the Cadillac pulled up ahead of the Ford The Ford got hot and wouldn't do no more It then got cloudy and started to rain I tooted my horn for a passin' lane The rainwater blowin' all under my hood I know that I was doin' my motor good. Maybellene, why can't you be true ? Oh, Maybellene, why can't you be true ? You've started back doin' the things you used to do. The heat went down, the motor cooled down And that's when I heard that highway sound The Cadillac a-sittin' like a ton of lead A hundred and ten half a mile ahead The Cadillac lookin' like it's sittin' still I caught Mabellene at the top of the hill. Maybellene, why can't you be true ? Oh, Maybellene, why can't you be true ? You've started back doin' the things you used to do. |
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| 2:32 | ||||
You get up in the mornin', you hear the ding dong ring,
Now you look up on the table, you see the same darn thing. You find no food upon the table, and no pork up in the pan. But if you say a thing about it, you be in trouble with the man. Ah let the Midnight Special shine a light on me, Oh let the Midnight Special shine its ever lovin' light on me, Now if you're ever in Houston, oh, you better walk right; Aw, you better not gamble boy, I say you better not fight, l Or the sheriff he will grab you and the boys will pull you down. And then before you know it, you're penitentary bound. Ah let the Midnight Special shine a light on me, (woooo) Let the Midnight Special shine its ever lovin' light on me, Here comes miss Lucy, how in the world did you know? I can tell by her apron, and by the clothes she wore. An umbrella on her shoulder, she got a paper in her hand; She come to see the warden, to try to free her man. So let the Midnight Special shine a light on me, Ah let the Midnight Special shine its everlovin' light on me. I said let the Midnight Special shine a light on me, Ah let the Midnight Special shine its everlovin' light on me. |
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| 3:06 | ||||
There's a man who leads a life of danger.
To everyone he meets he stays a stranger. With every move he makes another chance he takes. Odds are he won't live to see tomorrow. Chorus: Secret Agent Man Secret Agent Man They've given you a number and taken away your name. Beware of pretty faces that you find. A pretty face can hide an evil mind. Oh, be careful what you say, Or you will give yourself away. Odds are you won't live to see tomorrow. Chorus x 2 Swinging on the Riviera one day And then lying in a Bombay alley next day. Oh, don't you let the wrong words slip, while kissing persuasive lips. Odds are you won't live to see tomorrow. Chorus Secret Agent Man |
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| 3:37 | ||||
THE POOR SIDE OF TOWN
(J. Rivers / L. Adler) Do-doo-doo-wah shoo-be-doo-be Do-doo-doo-wah shoo-be-doo-be How can you tell me how much you miss me When the last time I saw you, you wouldn't even kiss me That rich guy you've been seein' Must have put you down So welcome back baby To the poor side of town To him you were nothin' but a little plaything Not much more than an overnight fling To me you were the greatest thing this boy had ever found And girl it's hard to find nice things On the poor side of town I can't blame you for tryin' I'm tryin' to make it too I've got one little hang up baby I just can't make it without you So tell me, are you gonna stay now Will you stand by me girl all the way now With you by my side They can't keep us down Together we can make it baby From the poor side of town (So tell me how much you love me) (Come be near to me and say you need me now) Oh, with you by my side This world can't keep us down Together we can make it baby From the poor side of town Do-doo-doo-wah shoo-be-doo-be Do-doo-doo-wah shoo-be-doo-be Do-doo-doo-wah shoo-be-doo-be |
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| 3:08 | ||||
Baby I need your lovin'
Baby I need your lovin' Although you're never near Your voice I often hear Another day, another night I long to hold you tight 'Cause I'm so lonely Baby, I need your lovin' I got to have all your lovin' Baby, I need your lovin' Got to have all your lovin' Some say it's a sign of weakness For a man to beg Then weak I'd rather be If it means havin' you to keep 'Cause lately I've been losin' sleep Baby, I need your lovin' I got to have all your lovin' Baby, I need your lovin' Got to have all your lovin' Empty nights Echo your name Sometimes I wonder Will I ever be the same Oh yeah, when you see me smile You know Things have gotten worse Any smile you might see Has all been rehearsed Darlin', I can't go on without you This emptiness won't let me live without you This loneliness inside me darlin' Makes me feel not alive, honey Baby, I need your lovin' I got to have all your lovin' Baby, I need your lovin' Got to have all your lovin' Baby, I need your lovin' I got to have all your lovin' Baby, I need your lovin' Got to have all your lovin' |
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| 2:55 | ||||
THE TRACKS OF MY TEARS - Johnny Rivers
(W. Robinson / M. Tarplin / W. Moore) People say I'm the life of the party 'Cause I tell a joke or two. Although I may be laughin' loud and hearty, Deep inside I'm blue. So take a good look at my face. You see my smile looks out of place. If you look closer, it's easy to trace The tracks of my tears. I need you, need you If you see me with another girl, Actin' like I'm havin' fun, Although she may be cute, She's just a substitute, Girl, you're the permanent one. Ah, take a good look at my face. You see my smile looks out of place. Now look closer, it's easy to trace The tracks of my tears. Outside, I'm masqueradin' Inside, my hope is fadin'. I'm just a clown since you put me down. My smile is my make-up I wear since my break-up with you. Baby, baby, take a good look at my face. You see my smile looks out of place. If you look closer, it's easy to trace The tracks of my tears. Baby, baby, baby, take a good look at my face. You see my smile looks out of place. Just look closer, it's easy to trace. The tracks of my tears. Baby, baby, baby, take a good look at this face. My smile looks out of place. If you look closer, it's easy to trace The tracks of my tears. |
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| 3:25 | ||||