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| 1. |
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It's been a long time since I rock and rolled,
It's been a long time since I did the Stroll. Ooh, let me get back, let me get back, Let me get back, baby, where I come from. It's been a long time, been a long time, Been a long lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely time. Yes it has. It's been a long time since the book of love, I can't count the tears of life with no love. Carry me back, carry me back, Carry me back, baby, where I come from. Woah oo oh oo oh oh Its been a long time, been a long time, Been a long lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely time. Waaaaahhhhhhhhaaaaaaaahhhhhhh Oohhh It's been a long time since we walked in the moonlight, Making vows that just can't work right. Open your arms, open your arms, Open your arms, baby let my love come in, oh oh, yeah It's been a long time, been a long time, Been a long lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely time. Yeah hey, yeah hey Yeah hey, yeah hey Ooh yeah, ooh yeah, Ooh yeah, ooh yeah, Been a long time, a long time, A long lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely time. |
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| 2. |
| 3:39 |
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I can tell by the way you're a little bit lonesome baby, just like Jerry Lee
It's just like someone that you're needing to forget Honey, that's the same thing with me I've been wanderin' baby why don't we? Just make believe it ain't the first time we have met And before the night is over you're gonna be in love I bet you by the mornin', I'll be the only one that you'll be thinkin' of So we will, will come together as close as fingers in a glove And before the night is over you gonna be in love Woooo! Play a little piano I hear! Yeah! Honey I can tell, Jerry Lee can tell, somebody might put that lady there right through to hell And she can use a little tenderness these things I know O if you feel that it's wrong Lord I could be comin' on a little bit too strong Just let me know I'll pack my jump I just might go But before the night is over, you gonna be in love I bet you by the mornin', I'll be the only one that you'll be thinkin' of So we will come together as close as fingers in a glove And before the night is over I said before the night is over Hey girl before the night is over you gonna be in love Gonna be in love! Whoa! |
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| 3:55 |
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You may think I'm foolish for the foolish things I do
You may wonder how come I love you when you get on my nerves like you do Well, baby, you know you bug me, ain't no secret 'bout that Well, come on over here and hug me, baby, I'll show you where it's at Well, honey, it ain't your money, baby, I got plenty of that I love you for your pink Cadillac, crushed velvet seats Riding in the back, oozing down the street Waving to the girls, feeling out of sight Spending all my money on a Saturday night Honey, I just wonder what you do there in the back of your pink Cadillac Pink Cadillac Way back in the Bible, temptation always comes along There's always somebody tempting somebody into doing something they know is wrong Well, they tempt you, man, with silver, and they tempt you, sir, with gold And they tempt you with the pleasures the flesh does surely hold They say Eve tempted Adam with an apple but, man, I ain't going for that I'm going for the pink Cadillac, crushed velvet seats Riding in the back, oozing down the street Waving to the girls, feeling out of sight Spending all my money on a Saturday night Honey, I just wonder what it feels like in the back of your pink Cadillac Pink Cadillac Yeah, some folks say it's a little too big and uses too much gas Some folks say it's too old, it goes just a little too fast But my love is bigger than a Honda, it's bigger than a Subaru Hey man, there's only one thing and there's one car that will do Anyway we don't have to drive it, we can park it out in back Have a party in your pink Cadillac, crushed velvet seats Riding in the back, oozing down the street Waving to the girls, feeling out of sight Spending all my money on a Saturday night Honey I just wonder what it feels like in the back of your pink Cadillac Pink Cadillac |
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| 3:57 |
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People think that I'm high class
But I'm low down all the while People think that I'm crazy When I flash that California smile But I can still Paint the town All the colors of your evening gown While I'm waiting for your blonde hair to turn gray People say you're a drinker But I get sober half the time - mmm hmm People say you're a loser But I get lucky on the side - bet you do But I can still paint the town All the colors of your evening gown While I'm waiting for your blonde hair to turn gray All my life I've waited for someone who could show me where the bliss is All my life I've waited for someone who could take me past the kissing? People say I'm a loner - mmm hmm I like to get lost in a crowd ? don't we all Oh, people say I'm a dresser - pretty sharp I wear my sport clothes way out loud - way out loud Yeah I can still - I can still paint the old town - town And I can shake it - shake it I can turn it upside down ? upside down While I'm waiting ?waiting for your blonde hair - for your blond hair to turn gray - gray Girl I'll keep waiting Waiting for your blonde hair to turn gray I'll keep waiting - Just waiting for your blond hair to turn gray It will turn gray baby. Mmm that's right. |
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| 4:00 |
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(Make believe you baby, this is a black top road running to a gravel road then a sand top road and I'll be gone)
Oh baby, you don't have to go Oh, oh baby, yeah, you don't have to go I give you all my money now down the road I go (I got nothing else to left) Oh Baby, what you gonna do? Oh-oh baby, honey what's wrong with you? (No problem girl!) Well you don't treat me right darlin' like you used you do Well I gave you all my money you go downtown You're back in the evening show me what you walk around Oh baby, woooo girl you don't have to go I'm packin' up darlin', down the road I go I'm leavin' baby! Here we go! I'll show you one more too!! Well I gave you all my money you go downtown And you're back in the evening and told me walk downtown Oh baby, (oh baby) you don't have to go (Wait a minute baby you have to go) I'm gonna packin' up darlin' (I'm packin' up) down the road I go Oh baby honey what's wrong with you? Talk to me girl! Oh baby honey what's wrong with you? Well you don't treat me darlin' like you used you do Jerry Lee Lewis is packin' up darling down the mother-humpin' road I go I catch your number now baby! |
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| 2:49 | 
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| 7. |
| 2:01 |
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Seven-thirty-seven coming out of the sky
Won't you take me down to Memphis on a midnight ride I want to move Playing in a travelling band Yeah! Well, I'm flying 'cross the land, trying to get a hand Playing in a travelling band Take me to the hotel, baggage gone -- oh, well Come on, come on, won't you get me to my room I want to move Playing in a travelling band Yeah! Well, I'm flying 'cross the land, trying to get a hand Playing in a travelling band Listen to the radio talking 'bout the last show Someone got excited, had to call the state militia Want to move Playing in a travelling band Yeah! Well, I'm flying 'cross the land, trying to get a hand Playing in a travelling band Here we come again on a Saturday night With your fussing and your fighting won't you get me to the rhyme I want to move Playing in a travelling band Yeah! Well, I'm flying 'cross the land, trying to get a hand Playing in a travelling band |
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| 4:15 |
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Look at that fool, going home, to his wife,
Look at that fool, he never lies out all night He doesn't know what it's like to be untrue, Wish I could have been that kind of fool Look at that fool, have one drink now he headin'home, Look at that fool, leavin' that beautiful lady all alone Then go home to someone, who loves him true, Wish ol' Jerry Lee could have been that kind of fool But I try, I can't do it darling, Not even for you, Woman it's not, that Jerry Lee don't love you, But there's just some things I can't do Look at that fool, going home to his wife, Look at that fool, he never stays out drunk all night He doesn't know what it's like to be untrue, Wish I could have been that kind of fool But I try, I can't do it darling, Not even for you, Woman it's not, that Jerry Lee don't love you, But there's just some things I can't do Look at that fool, have one drink now he headin' home, Look at that fool, he is leavin' that woman all alone Then go home to someone, who loves him true, Wish I could have been that kind of fool Whooh I wish Jerry Lee could have been that kind of fool |
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| 3:05 |
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They're really rockin' in Boston
In Pittsburgh, Pa. Deep in the heart of Texas And round the 'Frisco Bay All over St.Louis And down in New Orleans All the cats wanna dance with Sweet Little Sixteen Sweet Little Sixteen She's just got to have About half a million Famed autographs Her wallet filled with pictures She gets them one by one Becomes so excited Watch her, look at her run. "Oh Mommy, Mommy Please may I go It's such a sight to see Somebody steal the show" "Oh Daddy, Daddy I beg of you Whisper to Mommy It's alright with you" 'Cause they'll be rockin' on Bandstand In Philadelphia, Pa. Deep in the heart of Texas And round the 'Frisco Bay All over St.Louis Way down in New Orleans All the cats wanna dance with Sweet Little Sixteen 'Cause they'll be rockin' on Bandstand In Philadelphia, Pa. Deep in the heart of Texas And round the 'Frisco Bay All over St.Louis Way down in New Orleans All the cats wanna dance with Sweet Little Sixteen Sweet Little Sixteen She's got the grown - up blues Tight dresses and lipstick She's sportin' high - heel shoes Oh but tomorrow morning She'll have to change her trend And be sweet sixteen And back in class again Well the'll be rockin' in Boston Pittsburgh, Pa. Deep in the heart of Texas And round the 'Frisco Bay Way out in St.Louis Way down in New Orleans All the cats wanna dance with Sweet Little Sixteen |
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| 2:44 |
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I got an ol' slouch hat,
Got my roll on my shoulder I'm as free as a breeze An' do as I please, Just a bummin' around... Gotta million friends, I don't feel any older I've got nothin' to lose Not even the blues, Just a bummin' around... Whenever worries start To botherin' me ( start botherin' me! ) I grab my coat, my ol' slouch hat, Hit the trail again, You see... I ain't got a dime, Don't care where I'm goin' I'm as free as a breeze An' do as I please, Just a bummin' around! I hit the trail again, You see... I ain't got a dime, Don't care where I'm goin' I'm as free as a breeze An' do as I please, Just a bummin' around... Just a bummin' around... Just a bummin' around... Just a bummin' around... |
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| 2:22 |
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| 2:40 |
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It's late and she's waiting
And I know I should go home But ev'ry time I start to leave They play another song Then someone buys another round And with every drink or three What Made Milwaukee Famous Has made a fool out of me. Baby's begged me not to go So many times before She said love and happiness Can't live behind those swinging doors Now she's gone and I'm to blame Too late, I finally see What's Made Milwaukee Famous Has made a fool out of me. Baby's begged me not to go So many times before She said love and happiness Can't live behind those swinging doors Now she's gone and I'm to blame Too late, I finally see What's Made Milwaukee Famous Has made a fool out of me. |
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| 2:00 |
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| 2:05 |
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| 16. |
| 3:49 |
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Chorus:
I'm troubled in mind, I'm blue But I won't be blue always You know the sun gonna shine On my back door some day I'm going down to the river Take my old rockin' chair If the blues don't take me Gonna rock away from here Chorus I'm gonna lay my head On some lonesome railroad line And let the two nineteen Satisfy my troubled mind Chorus You know the sun gonna shine In my backdoor some day |
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| 2:22 |
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She was just seventeen
And you know what I mean And the way she looked was way beyond compare I couldn't dance with another When I saw her standing there Well, she looked at me and I could see That before too long, I fell in love with her I couldn't dance with another When I saw here standing there Well, my heart went boom As I crossed that room And I held her hand in mine Oh, we danced through the night And we held each other tight And before too long, I fell in love with her I couldn't dance with another When I saw here standing there |
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| 3:00 |
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I'm a rolling stone, all alone and lost,
For a life of sin, I have paid the cost. When I pass by, all the people say "Just another guy on the lost highway." Just a deck of cards and a jug of wine And a woman's lies make a life like mine. Oh, the day we met, I went astray, I started rollin' down that lost highway. I was just a lad, nearly twenty-two, Neither good nor bad, just a kid like you, And now I'm lost, too late to pray, Lord, I've paid the cost on the lost highway. Now, boys, don't start your ramblin' round, On this road of sin or you're sorrow bound. Take my advice or you'll curse the day You started rollin' down that lost highway. |
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| 3:19 |
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Down in Lou-'si-an'er in the bright sunshine
They do a little boogie-woogie all the time; They do... Chorus: The Hadacol Boogie (Hadacol Boogie) The Hadacol Boogie (Hadacol Boogie) The Hadacol Boogie Makes you boogie-woogie all the time. A-standin' on the corner with my bottle in my hand And up steps a mama, said, my Hadacol man; She done... Chorus I went down to the farm to rest about a week But the farmer's wife, she got to walkin' in her sleep; She done... Chorus If your radiator leaks and your motor stands still Give 'er Hadacol and watch 'er boogie up the hill; She'll do... Chorus The rooster and the hen, they were standin' in the shade The rooster done the boogie, while the hen laid the egg; He done... Chorus The other little chickens, they gathered around They done the boogie-woogie, til the sun went down; They done- Chorus |
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| 4:13 |
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All that trouble, all that grief, that's why I had to leave
Staying away too long is in defeat Why I'm singing this song? Why I'm heading back home? That's what makes the Irish heart beat I'm just like a hobo riding a train, like a gangster living in Spain I have to watch my back, I'm running out of time But when I roll the dice again if Lady Luck will call my name That's what makes the Irish heart beat Well, that's what makes it beat when I'm standing on the street And I'm standing underneath the Wrigley's sign Oh, so far away from home but I know I've got to roam That's what makes the Irish heart beat And it was off to foreign climes on the Piccadilly Line We were standing underneath the Wrigley's sign So far away from home, well, I know I've got to roam That's what makes the Irish heart beat Just like a sailor out on the foam, any port in a storm Where we tend to burn the candle at both ends Down the corridor of fame like the spark ignites the flame That's what makes the Irish heart beat But when I roll the dice again, Lady Luck will call my name That's what makes that old Irish heart beat Oh, that's what makes the Irish heart beat That's what makes the Irish heart beat |
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| 3:01 |
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