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| 2. |
| 2:19 |
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| 3. |
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| 4. |
| 2:27 |
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| 5. |
| 3:54 | 
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My oh my I'm a restless guy
Got a home everywhere I go Well I ain't good lookin' And I ain't so smart But baby I'm a sensitive guy I ain't done everything there is to do But I'll damn sure give it a try I'm a lookin' I'm a lookin' For a big time bookin' with you So come on baby Let's go howlin' at the honky-tonk moon I'm a rambunctious boy Rambunctious boy Oh my I'm a restless guy Got a home everywhere I go I'm-a trouble on the run Heartbreakin' son of a gun Oh yeah I'm a rambunctious boy I'll be workin' all week in the big boss yard I 'bout had it up to here I ain't got time for a caribean cruise Just give me a song and a beer I feel like rompin' Stompin' And bronkin' it up real loud So come on baby Tell your girlfriend There's a crowd I'm a rambunctious boy Rambunctious boy Oh my I'm a restless guy Got a home everywhere I go I'm-a trouble on the run Heartbreakin' son of a gun Oh yeah I'm a rambunctious boy I'm a rambunctious boy Rambunctious boy Oh my I'm a restless guy Got a home everywhere I go I'm-a trouble on the run Heartbreakin' son of a gun Oh yeah I'm a rambunctious boy |
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| 2:18 |
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| 7. |
| 2:33 |
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| 2:39 |
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| 2:26 |
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Outside my window, I can hear the radio
And I know that motor wagon is ready to fly 'Cause it's almost Saturday night Bye bye, tomorrow, Jody's gone to the rodeo And you know some good ol' boys are ready to ride 'Cause it's almost Saturday night Gonna push the clouds away, let the music have its way Let it steal my heart away, and you know I'm a-goin' Outside, they're ringing, the night train is bringin' me home When you hear that locomotion, get ready to ride 'Cause it's almost Saturday night Gonna push the clouds away, let the music have it's way Let it steal my heart away, and you know I'm a-goin' Outside, they're ringing, the night train is bringin' me home When you hear that locomotion, get ready to ride 'Cause it's almost Saturday night Oh yeah |
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| 10. |
| 2:45 |
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| 11. |
| 3:01 |
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[Chorus:]
Bootleg, Bootleg; Bootleg, Howl. Bootleg, Bootleg; Bootleg, Howl. Take you a glass of water Make it against the law. See how good the water tastes When you can't have any at all. [Chorus] Findin' a natural woman, Like honey to a bee. But you don't buzz the flower. When you know the honey's free. [Chorus] Suzy maybe give you some cherry pie, But Lord, that ain't no fun. Better you grab it when she ain't lookin' 'Cause you know you'd rather have it on the run. [Chorus] |
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| 12. |
| 2:39 |
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| 13. |
| 2:56 |
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| 14. |
| 2:33 |
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Hey, Tonight,
Gonna be tonight, Don't you know I'm flyin' Tonight, tonight. Hey, c'mon, Gonna chase tomorrow Tonight, tonight. Gonna get it to the rafters, Watch me now. Jody's gonna get religion All night long. Hey, c'mon, Gonna hear the sun Tonight, tonight. Gonna get it to the rafters, Watch me now. Jody's gonna get religion All night long. Aaaah! Hey, Tonight, Gonna be tonight, Don't you know I'm flyin' Tonight, tonight. Tonight, tonight |
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| 16. |
| 2:58 |
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Oooh! Ah!
Well, a-here-ee-yup, a-here-ee-yup, a-here we go, Four in the mornin', justa hittin' the road, Here we go-oh! Rockin' all over the world! Yeah. Well, a-geedeeup, a-geedeeup, a-get away, We're goin' crazy, and we're goin' today, here we go-oh! Rockin' all over the world! CHORUS: Well I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it, I la-la-like it, la-la-la, here we go-oh! Rockin' all over the world! Yeah! Yeah! Well, I'm gonna tell your Mama what your Daddy do, He come out of the night with your dancin' shoes, Here we go-oh! Rockin' all over the world! Yeah. CHORUS CHORUS CHORUS CHORUS CHORUS |
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| 3:10 |
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| 18. |
| 4:03 |
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[Chorus:]
Keep on chooglin' Keep on chooglin' Keep on chooglin' Chooglin', Chooglin'. Maybe you don't understand it. But if you're a natural man, You got to ball and have a good time And that's what I call chooglin'. Here comes Mary lookin' for Harry, She gonna choogle tonight. Here comes Louie, works in the sewer, He gonna choogle tonight. [Chorus] [Primal screaming] [Chorus] If you can choose it, who can refuse it, Y'all be chooglin' tonight. Go on, take your pick, right from the git go, You gotta choogle tonight. [Chorus] [More screaming] Oh, we're Creedence! Clearwater! Revival! |
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| 2:33 |
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| 20. |
| 4:13 |
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Did you hear 'em talkin' 'bout it on the radio
Did you try to read the writing on the wall Did that voice inside you say I've heard it all before It's like Deja Vu all over again Day by day I hear the voices rising Started with a whisper like it did before Day by day we count the dead and dying Ship the bodies home while the networks all keep score Did you hear 'em talkin' 'bout it on the radio Could your eyes believe the writing on the wall Did that voice inside you say I've heard it all before It's like Deja Vu all over again One by one I see the old ghosts rising Stumblin' 'cross Big Muddy Where the light gets dim Day after day another Momma's crying She's lost her precious child To a war that has no end Did you hear 'em talkin' 'bout it on the radio Did you stop to read the writing at The Wall Did that voice inside you say I've seen this all before It's like Deja Vu all over again It's like Deja Vu all over again |
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| 21. |
| 3:05 |
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| 22. |
| 3:29 |
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Ooh, let's go ridin'
Cruisin' down the open road We can put the top down Listen to the radio Big ol' Buick And a big ol' sky Wheels on fire And I'll tell you why I got a hot rod heart Ooh, let's go prowlin' Sneakin' like we used to do Way back in the country Cut across the cornfields too Big ol' Harley And a big ol' moon Big ol' 'gator Puttin' on the zoom I got a hot rod heart Chorus: Got a one-way ticket to the open road Come on Got a red line engine And I'm rarin' to go Put the pedal to the metal If you want to ride If you want to ride Let's go Ooh, let's go ridin' Rollin' down the open road We can put the top down Listen to the radio Big ol' Buick And a big ol' sky Wheels on fire And I'll tell you why I got a hot rod heart |
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| 23. |
| 2:09 |
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| 24. |
| 3:05 |
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| 25. |
| 2:58 |
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Some folks are born made to wave the flag, Ooh, they're red, whit and blue. And when the band plays "Hail to the chief", they point the cannon right at you. It ain't me, it ain't me. I ain't no senator's son. It ain't me, it ain't me. I ain't no fortunate one. Some folks are born silver spoon in hand, Lord don't they help themselves. But when the tax man comes to the door, Lord, the house looks like a rummage sale. It ain't me, it ain't me. I ain't no millionaire's son. It ain't me, it ain't me. I ain't no fortunate one. Some folks inherit star spangled eyes, Ooh, they send you down to war. And when you ask them, "How much should we give?" They only answer "More! More! More!" It ain't me, it ain't me. I ain't no military son. It ain't me, it ain't me. I ain't no fortunate one. It ain't me, it ain't me. I ain't no Fortunate Son. |
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