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Chris Youlden-Chrysalis Music Ltd.
I'm tired of being a fool And my mind going from hot to cool And trying to conform to others ideas And someone else's rules The life I'm living ain't mine I'm supposed to feel that's fine I didn't make the world I'm living in And I ain't gonna toe the line I'm tired of trying to be something I know ain't me I'm tired of living up to what people expect me to be You know some people are different Now ain't that a crying shame Now wouldn't be a real drag if we were all the same And I'm not going to try to please Eyes that just don't see If I get myself together You'll have the blues not me I'm tired of trying to be something I know ain't me I'm tired of living up to what people expect me to be You know some people are different Now ain't that a crying shame Now wouldn't be a real drag if we were all the same And I'm not going to try to please Eyes that just don't see If I get myself together You'll have the blues not me You'll have the blues not me |
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(Chris Youlden) Chrysalis Music Ltd.
Ain't got time for doubts or fears Ain't got time for shallow tears Ain't got time to bare my soul Because I still got a hard way to go Said that you got a losing hand Ain't no point in you raising sand Ain't got time to bare your soul Because I still got a hard way to go And it's a crying shame That you can't lay the blame On anybody else but yourself Wish that you had my sympathy You ain't got no hold on me And my heart is getting cold And I still got a hard way to go And it's a crying shame That you can't lay the blame On anybody else but yourself And I still got a hard way to go |
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McKinley Morganfield (Muddy Waters)
Going to Louisiana baby behind the sun Going to Louisiana baby behind the sun You know I just found out My trouble's just begun I'm going to New Orleans get me a Mojo Hand I'm going to New Orleans get me a Mojo Hand I'm gonna get you women Right under my command If the river was whiskey and I was a diving duck If the river was whiskey and I was a diving duck I would swim to the bottom Drink myself back up Going to Louisiana baby behind the sun Going to Louisiana baby behind the sun You know I just found out My trouble's just begun If the river was whiskey and I was a diving duck If the river was whiskey and I was a diving duck I would swim to the bottom Drink myself back up |
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Well you've got a new man
And that's good for you And you got a lot of money But what good will that do When he leaves you on the side And the money falls away You'll come running back baby Believe what I say Money can't save your soul You better leave now While it's still ain't old Money can't ease your mind Come back and leave it all behind Your in his house And it sure looks fine With three other girls But your first in line But what would happen When your time comes round? The money will go And you'll be homeward bound Money can't save your soul You better leave now While it's still ain't old Money can't ease your mind Come back and leave it all behind Money can't save your soul You better leave now While it's still ain't old Money can't ease your mind Come back and leave it all behind |
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Hellbound Train I'm on it's track
Too late now to turn my back Conductor coming ticket in his hand Come to claim my soul Take me to his land Hellbound Train I been so wrong Too late now I'm moving on Conductor standing watch in his hand Got to get aboard take you to his land I'm going down the road on the Hellbound Train Take a long look lady 'cause you won't see me again Take a last look lady, yes hard and long 'Cause I'm going down the road on the Hellbound Train Hellbound Train driving slow Move on down to the Hell below Conductor please won't you lend a hand? Got to get on board take me to your land Yes I know I've been so wrong Too late now I'm moving on Hellbound Train I'm on it's track Moving down I can't look back I'm going down the road on the Hellbound Train Take a long look lady 'cause you won't see me again Take a last look lady, yes hard and long 'Cause I'm going down the road on the Hellbound Train I'm going down the road on the Hellbound Train Take a long look lady 'cause you won't see me again Take a last look lady, yes hard and long 'Cause I'm going down the road on the Hellbound Train Lost and flying down the road on the Hellbound Train Lost and flying down the road on the Hellbound Train Hand and hand with the devil |
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Simmonds/Raymond-Chrysalis Music Ltd.
You've gone away I'll get by somehow Just right now All I can do is cry All I can do is cry I tried to find Why you said go Now I know All I can do is cry All I can do is cry Tell me why You walked out that way What can I say All I can do is cry All I can do is cry I keep searching for an answer As I sit here in my lonely room Till I find a reason to keep living All I can do is cry All I can do is cry All I can do is cry....Yeah I keep searching for an answer As I sit here in my lonely room Till I find an reason to keep living All I can do is cry All I can do is cry All I can do is cry You've gone away I'll get by somehow Just right now All I can do is cry All I can do is cry I tried to find Why you said go Now I know All I can do is cry All I can do is cry All I can do is cry |
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Simmonds-Chrysalis Music Ltd.
Travelin' on the road,each and every day In each hotel I stay, got a suitcase for a home Guitar in my hand, travelin' with the band Flyin' everyday, travelin' across the land So tired, so tired Got you on my mind, everytime I go away In each hotel I stay, It's getting harder everytime Suitcase in my hand, killing one night stands Travelin' across the land So tired, so tired Travelin' on the road,each and every day In each hotel I stay, got a suitcase for a home Got a suitcase in my hand, killing one night stands Flyin' everyday,travelin' across the land So tired, so tired, so tired, so tired |
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Simmonds/Raymond-Chrysalis Music Ltd.
Rock and Roll on the radio Hear it every place I go Stick McGhee singing Spo-Dee-O Let it rock to your very soul Well the Jacquet on the saxophone Plays it like you never heard before Can't you feel him getting so high Let it rock to your very soul Well Let It Rock to your very soul Rock to your very soul Hear it on the radio Rock to your very soul Well let it rock Everybody knows they got to move When they hear that funky rhythm move When there's nothing left for you to do Let it rock to your very soul Well Let It Rock to your very soul Rock to your very soul Hear it on the radio Rock to your very soul Well let it rock |
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Jackie Lynton-Chrysalis Music Ltd.
Jerimiah said his peace and fell back in the road He was shot by Coulee Reese Who they nick-named Jack The Toad Just across his shoulder just a little to the right He heard the click of a 45 hammer So he throws himself down and he hits the ground Rolls right over and spins 'round And with one good shot, just one good shot He brings that villain right down In true "Hour Western" manner Bad, bad news, he was bad, bad news I knew Coulee, Coulee never lost his cool A legend grew and Jack The Toad knew To back up all the talk One day soon, preferably noon He's going to have to take the long walk A poker game and a fast stake Of these Jack was the master But a man called Pete At the end of a dusty dusty street He's just about six feet Now he just might, you know he just might He might be a lttle faster Bad, bad news, he was bad, bad news I knew Coulee, Coulee never lost his cool I'll be blowed, I'll be blowed, I'll be blowed It's Jack The Toad I'll be blowed, I'll be blowed, I'll be blowed It's Jack The Toad Well it had to happen on a summers' day When Jack was feeling good But a friend of a friend, promised a friend of a friend Promised a friend of a friend he would But many brave men have said the same thing Again and again and again Now Jack, when he went out to face Pete For the final showdown He was just a little bit high He'd been drinking and smoking And he thought he was so fast He made the last move And that was the last move he made Bad, bad news, he was bad, bad news I knew Coulee, Coulee never lost his cool Well now he's gone but his memory lives on In the mind of every comic strip reader Some say weren't Jack, some say was camphor Some say he was just a bleeder One fact, one fact remain, always be the same Now on your way through life Sometimes you just got to be a little bad I knew Jack and, my goodness, he was bad He was bad, bad news You just got to be a little bad because, if you ain't The great gun fighter in the sky Ain't got no one to save And if you're just a little bad Just a little bad Nobody forgets your name Bad, bad news, he was bad, bad news Bad, oh my goodness, Jack was bad news |
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Kim Simmonds-Chrysalis Music Ltd.
I love you darling, like a schoolboy loves a clown With your painted face and lipstick I just couldn't put you down And even though I knew you were bad and no good, I cried Love me please I cried all night, when you were out playin' your game But you smile in the morning, had me loving you just the same And even though I knew you were bad and no good, I cried Love me please So long, I hate to say goodbye You could've loved me, but you didn't wanna try And even though I knew you were bad and no good, I cried Love me please So long, I hate to say goodbye You could've loved me, but you didn't wanna try And even though I knew you were bad and no good, I cried Love me please Love me please Love me please, you know I love you darling Love me please |
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(Simmonds/Raymond-Chrysalis Music Ltd.)
Quit my job, aint got no money Seems I have to leave this town Packed my bags, run to the station Board the train thats eastward bound (chorus) Tell Mama And all the folks back home Sometimes a man just feels He's got to make it alone Tell Mama Why I'm leaving so soon Because this life I live Has got me sick through and through Nothing to do, thats why I had to go Seemed no use in hanging round I can't stop now, the tickets in my hand Board the train thats eastward bound (chorus) Quit my job, aint got no money Seems I have to leave this town (chorus) |
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