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Saviour, saviour
?Saviour, saviour Gotta get to the river, gotta make it to the other side? Gotta get to the river, gotta make it to the other side? Take me to the river, help me get to the other side? Get me to the river, gonna make it to the other side Funky saviour Saviour, saviour? Saviour, saviour When I'm breaking and I'm shaking and I'm looking for the riverside ?Shaking on this faking, help me get to the other side ?When I'm breaking and I'm shaking, trying to get to the other side ?Take me to the river, come on, take me to the other side Funky saviour ?Funky saviour Help me Saviour, saviour ?Saviour, saviour I gotta get to the river, gotta make it to the other side? Nobody knows where the riverside will run? Somebody saw the saviour down by the river ?Somebody tell me when the saviour comes Where, where, where? Where is that saviour? ?Where, where, beware Where is that saviour?? Where is that saviour? Saviour, saviour? Saviour, saviour Funky, funky, saviour |
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Night, is the time for the hunger
Through these rooms, you and I, we wander Too much, too long, holding back the tears I wait, do hard labour and I count the years (heah)Soon the angels will unlock the sun Break away these chains and turn away the gun Nothing is better than the freedom.... Yeah-eah nothing is better yeah than the freedom Let the law take a man from his family See the evil on the fences down the highway Too bad, so sad to be on the lam From my home I must crawl on my knees and hands (Hey-hey)And soon the angels will unlock the sun Break away these chains, yeah and yurn away the gun Nothing is better than the freedom.... Yeah-eah nothing is better than the freedom Yeah-eah nothing is better than the freedom Yeah-eah nothing is better than the freedom SOLO Nothing is better than the freedom Nothing is better than the freedom Nothing is better than the freedom Nothing is better than the freedom ooo baby nothing nothing is better nothin's better yeaaah hey |
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Late last nite I was dreamin'
I was dreamin' of your charms And I was standin' on the edge of love baby With you in my arms Well you whispered sweet things and you told me You told me that you'd love me And you'd always be true And that you'd stand on the edge of love with me I'll stand with you CHORUS: That's why I'm standin' on the edge of love And I'm just about to slip and fall That's why I'm standin' on the edge of love baby Waitin' on your call Well a young man's mind will wonder And wander off to distant shores And if you'd just come here and stand with me I won't wander no more Well I promise that I'll stop all of my gamblin' Stop stayin' out late all nite Might even settle down baby Treat ourselves right Chorus Guitar Solo Chorus That's why I'm standin' on the edge of love And I'm just about to lose my mind That's why I'm standin' on the edge of love baby Waitin' on you one more time |
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| 4:22 |
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If looks could kill you’d put a man way down in his grave
I need a resurrection to get my condition straight Yeah, yeah, show me what you’re hidin’ in the back Hold me, like a brand new Cadillac Want it full time, I don’t want to rent I need a love that’s a hundred per cent I want the real stuff I want the real stuff Don’t want no hand-me-downs, Lord, I won’t take second rate. Don’t want to be the hound that takes the scraps right off of your plate. So good, so good, it’s good enough Diamond good love in the rough Tender, two times it’s never tough Too much is never enough I want the real stuff I want the real stuff I want the real stuff Give it to me straight; I’ve got a hard bad side to bone And when it comes to lovin’ nobody wants to do it alone Just under the covers must be hot There’s a line up around the block I want the best thing that you’ve got Load me up ‘cause I’m strong enough Send me right into the heart of love I want the real stuff I want the real stuff I want the real stuff |
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| 4:39 |
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Better Days ? Colin James
What's good about a good thing That turns it's back and walks away. What's the point in a good love. That never has the time to stay. Well it has to be a cruel mind To have the time to make up this game Oh I'll put on a brave face But inside I'm really not the same So if You're callin' to see how I'm doing You're rubbing salt into my wound But if you really want to know the truth I've had better days But nobody's gotta better you Well I might have had a better love But I really don't remember who It's not unusual to hope for things you ain't gunna get It's not a crime to keep on wishin' for more again I've been waiting for the sweet words from lips Ah, you know the sound of your voice is something that i can't resist. So if you're callin' to see how I'm doing you're rubbin salt into my wounds But if you really wanna know the truth It ain't easy getting over you I've had better, but nobody's gotta better you Well I might have had a better love But i really don't remember who. So if you're callin' to see how I'm doing you're rubbin salt into my wounds But if you really wanna know the truth I've had better days, but nobody's gotta better you Well I might have had a better love But i really don't remember who. |
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| 4:14 |
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[Elmore James]
I just talked to my baby on the telephone She said, "Stop what you're doing and baby come on home" I can't hold out, I can't hold out too long I get a real good feeling talking to you on the phone You said, "Baby don't you worry, you're my heart's desire You know that I love you, I can't stand to see you cry" I can't hold out, I can't hold out too long I get a real good feeling talking to you on the phone She said, "Baby you can run, you can walk or fly You know that I love you, you're my heart's desire" I can't hold out, I can't hold out too long I get a real good feeling talking to you on the phone, oh yeah I talked to my baby, I talked to my baby I talked to my baby, I talked to my baby I get a real good feeling talking to you on the phone |
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I wore my .44 so long, I've made my shoulder sore.
I wore my .44 so long, I done made my shoulder sore. Well, I'm wondrin everybody, where'd my baby go. Well, I'm so mad this mornin, I don't know where in the world to go. Well, I'm so mad this mornin, I don't know where in the world to go. Well, I'm lookin for me some money, pawned gun to have some gold. |
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| 9. |
| 3:27 |
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(by robert johnson)
Woke up this morning, feel 'round for my shoes, You know 'bout that babe, had them old walkin' blues. Woke up this morning, i feel 'round for my shoes, You know 'bout that babe, lord, i had them old walkin' blues. Leavin' this morning, i had to go ride the blinds. I've been mistreated, don't mind dying. This morning, i had to go ride the blinds, I've been mistreated, lord, i don't mind dying. People tell me walkin' blues ain't bad; Worst old feeling i most ever had. People tell me the old walkin' blues ain't bad. Well it's the worst old feeling, lord, i most ever had. |
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| 3:13 |
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Nobody knows Atlanta like I do, nobody knows Atlanta like I do!
The reason I know's '?cause I traveled it through and through. They've taken my woman, and they've cut her to the bone. They've taken my woman, and cut her to the bone. That's the reason you don't hear me cry any more. Can't you hear that steamboat whistle blow Can't you hear that steamboat whistle blow You know it blows just like it's never blown before. |
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