Eric Burdon & War - The Black-Man's Burdon (2008) by Eric Burdon & War (보컬) on maniadb.com

I've been watching you,
For such a long time.
I can't lose your memory, baby,
You're always on my mind.
Tearin' my day, baby. Weekends too.
I just can't lose your memory, baby,
Everywhere I look I see you.
You got spirit. Spirit, baby.
You got, you got spirit. Spirit, baby.
Come on, come on, come on, spirit. Spirit, baby.
Give it up, give it up, give it up. Yea, yea.
Spirit, but I ain't got you. I ain't got you.
Blow your horn, blow your horn, baby.
Blow your horn, baby. Blow, blow.
Ooh your spirit is taunting me, baby.
Ooh your spirit is haunting me, baby. Yea.
I can't get you, baby, out of my mind (out of my mind).
Ooh I can't get you, baby, yea
Out of my mind. I swear,
I'm goin' crazy, yes I am.
I swear I'm goin' crazy, for you.
You got what I need so bad,
You got what I need so bad.
Everywhere I go, baby, all I see is you
Staring back at me.
Spirit, spirit baby.
Spirit, spirit baby.
Give it up, give it up, give it up. Yea, yea.
Spirit, spirit baby.
Come on, come on, come on.
Spirit I ain't got you.
I wish that I
If only I, if only I, if only I, if only I,
If I had you, baby, I'd have the world tied in the palm of my hand.
Ooh in the palm of my hand, I'd have the world in the palm of my hand
If only I had you, if only I, If only I.
Maybe you don't know, baby. Maybe you don't know, baby,
But you know that love is, love is everywhere, yes it is.
Love is, love is everywhere, love is everywhere, love is, love is, love is

> Throw away your gun,
All it takes to have fun.
Throw away your knife,
Ain't nobody got it made.
Throw away your,
Distorted life.
Throw away your anger, would save some tears.
Throw away your anger, would save some tears.
Save the tears from all who are still back there,
Who have not seen the love we share. Ooo, baby.
Throw away your hunger,
I'll feed you.
Throw away your anger,
I'll soothe you.
Throw away your hatred,
You've got my hand.
Throw away your mis-
Understanding.
Throw it all away, come with me.
Throw it all away, come with me.
I'll take you to a place, you will smile.
I'll take you to a place, where you will,
Where you will, be at peace, be at peace with you,
You, yourself.
Take me baby.
Throw away your grass,
Your cocaine too.
Throw away your rage,
And those blues.
You won't need any of that,
When I do the things I've got,
To say to you will get you high,
The things I do will make you cry.
Throw away your gun,
Your hatchet too.
Throw your mad,
Body too.
Throw it all away,
Throw it all away,
Come with me,
Come with me,
Come on let's go with me,
Don't hold on, baby,
Let go now, let's go now.

Let’s go bare back ridin’ baby, yes.
Come on baby, let’s go bare back ridin’ right now.
Hat on your head, boots on your feet, spurs on your heels, you look so sweet,
And this little pony rides so sweet, so sweet, so sweet, so sweet, so sweet!
Get on that little pony right now, baby, yes.
Get on that little pony, you’ve got to ride.
Saddle on her back, bit in her mouth,
I’ll head north, she heads south,
And if she lose me, you know you’ve just blew it, you blew it,
Don’t blow it, don’t blow it, don’t blow!
Oh, blow baby. Ow!
Yes, I wanna ride.
Yea babe, I wanna ride.
Come on baby, let me ride with you.
Come on baby, let me ride with you.
I don’t wanna ride, English-style.
I don’t wanna ride, Western-style, oh no.
I wanna ride, like Geronimo used to ride.
Like Sittin’ Bird used to ride. Like Apaches used to ride.
I’m talkin’ ‘bout bare back, bare back ridin’.
You can’t get any closer, talkin’ ‘bout bare back, yea.
Talkin’ ‘bout skin-to-skin,
Talkin’ ‘bout you and me,
Talkin’ ‘bout ridin’ in the sunset,
Ridin’ all night long, yea, all night long, all night long.
Grab the pony and ride,
Grab that pony and ride,
Grab that pony and ride,
Grab that pony and ride,
Grab that pony, grab that pony, grab that pony,
Grab that pony, grab that pony and ride.

You hear that soundThat's the sound of little feetRunning away from homeLittle feet are always running away from homeTo find bigger feetAnd they usually end up getting kicked in the headI joined the navy at the age of seventeenThere were lots of places I had not beenI had a dream in my head about a little Japanese girlAnd it wasn't till I sailed halfway 'round the worldYou know, you knowI miss good lookin' women in my home townYou know I miss warm cookin' mama, that you lay downI found myselfOn the 'frisco BayGetting high off the windA different chick every dayIt wasn't till I foundMyself down Mexico wayWith tears in my eyesI was hurt to ?You know, Lord I said...I miss good lookin' women in my home townYou know I miss the home cookin' mama, that you lay downSo here I amA million miles away from homeBut I really do believe someday my time will comeThen I'll return the prodigal sonSpend the rest of my days loving every single last oneYes, I miss good lookin' women in my home townYeah, you know I miss good lookin' women, that you lay downYou know I miss the good cookin' mama, that you used to lay downYou know I miss good lookin' womenWomen, women, women, here women there women everywhereOld MacDonald had a farm on the farm he had some women here,Women there women everywhereNow, women, womenI miss good lookin' women in my hometownI miss good lookin' women that I lay down....

> Oh, there?s one thing that I?m sure,It?s so proud and it?s so pure.And it comes from deep within,It?s got no hair it?s got no skin.As we travel far and near,We bring the world for you to hear.And the message that we bring,Is the light in the words we sing.And no matter how bad you feel,We got something, they can?t steal.No they can?t, no they can?t, no they can?t,Take away our music, no.No they can?t, no they can?t, no they can?t,Take away our music. In the ghetto, it gets cold,But we got something to warm our souls.Like the blanket of our faith,Keeps us covered when we shake.Though they take my brother?s life,And deny his given rights.Yes, the message will be heard,As the four winds spread the word.And our spirit, they can?t break,?Cause we got power to communicate, yea.No they can?t, no they can?t, no they can?t,Take away our music, Lord.No they can?t, no they can?t, I say, they can?t take our music, music, little baby (unintelligible)But his message is my book, my book, is your book, is everybody?s book. Come on.Music is fine, music is alright, alright with me, yea.Come on, come on, sing it mom, sing it pop, sing it brother, sing it sister. Everybody, come on. Get up on your feet, now, and stomp your feet, clap your hands, come on. Oh.Sing it to your man, sing it to your woman, sing it to your baby, sing it to the sky,Sing to ev?, sing it to the ground, sing it to the earth, my, my, my, my, come on.They can?t take it away, they can?t take it away. Oooo. Come on, come on, come on.