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We can't do it for the money,
They don't do cash no more We can't do it because we do it so well 'Ain't nobody left to keep the score They changed the rules Made us look like fools Send us lies from way above Lets do it Hear what I say Lets do it 'Cos we're busted anyway Let's do it, lets do it for the love You've still got your left hook I've still got my jab They're so dumb they never see it coming We were the best they ever had They slapped our faces with a belt of lies Now you know what I'm thinking of Let's do it... hear what I say Let's do it... 'cos we're busted any way Let's do it? lets do it for the love Let's do it anyway? You take the right, I'll take the left? Let's do it.. let's do it for the love? |
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Big old snake o' red tail lights
Lookin' for a drain Pretty red, like diamond bright become your ball and chain If you ever reach the other side, it will never be this way They tie you down with your own high hopes, you better listen what I say Long is the time, and hard is the road Everybody lookin' for a place to put down their heavy load Fat cat screamin' up above 'cause he don't get no second chance He's passing down his reckless fear he kick your chains and make you dance Dance around his daydream 'till he gets to fly away you find a dagger in your back you better listen what I say Long is the time, and hard is the road Everybody lookin' for a place to put down their heavy load Oh, long is the time and hard is the road Hard is the road [solo] Oh, long is the time and hard is the road Everybody lookin' for a place to put down their heavy load Long is the time, and hard is the road. |
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from Chris Rea - Blue Guitars A Collection Of Songs Vol.1 (0000)
Oh I’m calling out
To the king of wheels I gotta let him know The way I feel Every car all shiny and new You sell your own mother For that what that big guy’d do Yeah you would Gotta give me some money For these car-less shoes Standing at the bus stop With a Clarkson blues Every kind of motor Has ever been made Driven to destruction Each and every day P. Zeros Melt em’ down Sure beat everybody to the best job in town I got to get me some money for these car-less shoes Standing at the bus stop With a Clarkson blues, yeah I got the Clarkson blues Clarkson blues Out on the track Bust 'em up and send 'em back Clarkson blues Crash for free Clarkson blues We all want to be Engineer He live in fear Bossman tell him That the big man’s here Hear that moto engine scream Big boy living out our dream I’m just some punk With worn out shoes Standing at the bus stop With the Clarkson blues |
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from Chris Rea - Blue Guitars A Collection Of Songs Vol.1 (0000)
I walk in your garden
And I feel your soul This time like no other I don't fear to go My eyes are wide open And I'm ready to be Whatever you're thinking I already see Come change my world Make it better that it was before Come change my world You come banging on my door Two broken angels Sharing life's scars You don't wanna change me And I love what you are Come change my world Cos I walk in your garden This time I can see This time forever It feels so safe to just let it be, let it be Come change my world Make it better that it was before Come change my world You come banging on my door Two broken angels Sharing life's scars You don't wanna change me And I love what we are Come change my world Oh come change my world |
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from Chris Rea - Blue Guitars A Collection Of Songs Vol.1 (0000)
When tomorrow comes
The first day for me that I will rise Not so young But free Gonna paint the town The brightest red A drink for every time you said That we were one Always to be I leave at home the ring you gave to me And I will smile As the sun comes shining through If I ever get over you I'm gonna laugh No more the silent one Dance upon tables Never home 'til midnight, been and gone I'm gonna throw away All my clothes so blue Gonna try everything, everything that's new And when tomorrow comes The first day for me Then I will rise not so young, but free I will smile As the sun comes shining through ... If I ever If I ever get over you Somebody said this new life That I have come to know I should have tried it Oh so many years ago The glimpse of freedom Sings such a happy song It's such a shame that it's only there Only there for one And I will smile As the sun comes shining through If I ever, If I ever Get over you |
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from Chris Rea - Blue Guitars A Collection Of Songs Vol.1 (0000)
It was a freezing night, the wind began to howl
And a cold street wind came Slashing through this northern town They tried so hard to find somewhere to hide To get some kind of shelter from their fear inside He said, i know a place where we can go She said, come on now tell me Cos i need to know Lone star boogie, boogie my blues away I see a texas sky in electric blue I see a big old raging truck come slammining through He said, close your eyes Feel the heat I'll put some kind of Texas Into your empty streets It's a lone star boogie, boogie my blues away I still remember the place we used to go Dreaming dreams of Texas As we pushed hard through the snow You told the stories of the snow chain trucks that flew we laughed cos I only saw them in a Texas morning blue It's a lone star boogie |
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from Chris Rea - Blue Guitars A Collection Of Songs Vol.1 (0000)
White god standing
By the breaking waves Thirty pieces of silver Everybody gave You drop 'em in Eat 'em up You drink his wine From a plastic cup The soul of this place You've taken from me So screw you And your deep blue sea Complex phrases Hide what's true The biggest lies you ever knew The virgin angel She screams and chokes She's drowning now In a pool of bootleg coke I'm getting off while my soul's still free So screw you And your deep blue sea They say the Lord Turned their sins to stone The gold and silver fell off The dried up bones The golden beaches Of my younger days Thirty bits of silver Sold into the poisoned waves The soul of this place You've taken from me So screw you And your deep blue sea And your deep blue sea I'm getting off While my soul's still free Yeah screw you And your deep blue sea And your deep blue sea |
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from Chris Rea - Blue Guitars A Collection Of Songs Vol.1 (0000)
Oh I moved to the sound
Of my father's shadow Always pulling on these chains Trying to break free Over the wall Into the darkest night Not knowing What was just ahead for me He used to say You got to know the way You got to do some schooling every day Son, I'm so scared, scared of what I see Oh you got to cool down or you'll end up like me Chasing the soul Of my father's shadow Oh I hear what they're saying What they whisper I know A chip off the block With a raging fire down below And no guessing, no guessing It's so easy to see Always punching at them walls Always trying to break free But I hear mama say Only trouble goona come my way Moving to the sound Of my father's shadow Mama say God help my child Mama say I feel he's running wild She say why why why Oh cry cry cry So well I know So well I know That raging fire below Chasing the soul, chasing the soul, chasing the soul Of my father's shadow Chasing the soul, chasing the soul, chasing the soul Of my father's shadow Oh of my father's shadow |
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from Chris Rea - Blue Guitars A Collection Of Songs Vol.1 (0000)
When a griot sings his perfect song
I found the place where I belong What the griot sings I recognise That soulful tune that made me cry The story born inside his song I finally found Where the blues came from His music came from a distant land It moved and changed With the desert sand Upon the shores of hell his music froze And came to be what we all now know Where the blues come from A wise old man he told me this Where the pain you feel And the music kiss Melted down into a devil’s brew The sadness came and she turned it blue When you’re lonely You will know this song When it hurts so deep And stays so long Though its dark you know Where you belong Then you will know Where the blues come from |
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from Chris Rea - Blue Guitars A Collection Of Songs Vol.2 (0000)
Take care of the way he's smiling
You can see so easily The Devil's in him deep deep down Oh that man's got the baddest blood you'll see When he smiles you got to pray He stays that way and don't mad Cos there ain't no good inside him He was born bad Oh the maddest dog he fears him And his woman she looks so sad She knows he was born bad He was born bad Oh yeah he was born bad Don't you look for a little piece that's good Thinking you can't save his soul Don't you ever try to trust him Or for sure he'll take control And when he smiles you got to pray He stays that way and don't mad Cos there ain't no good inside him He was born bad Oh the maddest dog he fears him And his woman she looks so sad She knows he was born bad He was born bad He was born bad Oh the maddest dog he fears him And his woman she looks so sad She knows he was born bad He was born bad He was born bad |
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from Chris Rea - Blue Guitars A Collection Of Songs Vol.2 (0000) | |||||
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from Chris Rea - Blue Guitars A Collection Of Songs Vol.2 (0000)
You got lovers
Hiding at night There's a certain kind of fear in her eyes Cos the preacher say what she doing ain't right He see his bread of life Quickly turning stale All along This gospel trail I got my brother and my best friend Choking on your book of lies I saw you kill the truth with your eyes Made everybody look like a fool I saw the good Lord's words Written on a bomb of nails All along, all along This gospel trail I see blood run like a river Cos of all your mistakes Your song of compassion Turned out to be just a fake So now the innocent on both sides They're gonna scream and wail All along, oh all along, along This gospel trail |
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from Chris Rea - Blue Guitars A Collection Of Songs Vol.2 (0000)
Some say she's a broken honky tonk
Some say she's an ageing queen But I don't give no fuss For that bitchin' kind of stuff Cos honey you're the best I've ever seen Take me to your darkest secret Oh tell me of your wildest dreams Baby just one night is All I want to do Get a night with you All I want to do Get a night with you Talking with some boozed up crowd That put you down Oh the cold blooded whispers Man they like to twist it round and round and round But they can't teach you anything oh no Cos there's only one thing I need to know Take me to your darkest secret Oh tell me of your wildest dreams Baby just one night is all I want to do Get a night with you All I want to do Get a night with you Take me to your darkest secret Oh tell me of your wildest dreams Baby just one night is all I want to do Get a night with you All I want to do, yeah Is get a night with you |
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from Chris Rea - Blue Guitars A Collection Of Songs Vol.2 (0000)
Everyone tells me, everyone say
Nobody loses The American way Doctors and teachers So much they can do Food on the table And a future for you Sweet little angel, sleeping so still I got to run for the boarder now You won't see me until Your papa got a good job Got some money in his hands Tell your Mama what I'm saying She will help you understand So while I'm gone Pray that it won't be long We'll be together again On a shiny new day Living the dream The American way I met a guy on a corner I gave him all that we could He said get me a green card Mama's scared She thinkd he's no good I said this time it will work out Anyway it's all we can do 'Cos we live for your future That's why I got to get through So while I'm gone Pray that it won't be long We'll be together again On a shiny new day Living the dream The American way |
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from Chris Rea - Blue Guitars A Collection Of Songs Vol.2 (0000)
These streets of tears
Are all that’s left to see Somebody made them Now it’s our destiny Down on the corner A cruel wind that blows Where the gentle smile was lost Nobody knows Nobody knows Now you can die out there By the company wall Nobody gonna help you If you stumble and fall No tell me who Who killed love Oh won’t you tell me Who, who killed love Don’t let this chance get away Why don’t you leave some Heat to say you passed this way They all looking for money They all looking to be Somebody who gets away Somebody who breaks free But they’re building their dreams On a broken old floor They can’t get one cent ahead Each single day a little more Everybody crying Everybody blue You try to find some kind of peace Before the night was through Building up the pressure Losing every day Jesus asked the question But they looked the other way So tell me who Who killed love Say a prayer for the lonely For the sad and the blue Say a prayer for me while your on your knees And I’ll say a prayer for you Say a prayer for the broken Say a prayer for the old Say a prayer for each other While we save all our souls No tell me who Who killed love Oh won’t you tell me please Who, who killed love |
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from Chris Rea - Blue Guitars A Collection Of Songs Vol.2 (0000)
Oh I got me a wild pony
I sure can't stay on top Oh I got me a wild pony I sure can't stay on top Every time I try to pull her in She always throw me off Oh I got me a wild pony She's the type so hard to find Oh I got me a wild pony She's the type so hard to find If she done a rodeo She kick you off every time Oh wild pony Here she come now Me and my wild pony Someday I'm gonna break her in Me and my wild pony Someday I'm gonna break her in Gonna take her to the race track For sure I know she'll win Wild pony, come on wild pony |
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from Chris Rea - Blue Guitars A Collection Of Songs Vol.2 (0000)
Well you chop the wood, you bring the hammer down
But when your work is done,well you’re chained and bound You get up next day, with your aching pain Well you take the whip And you start again Now you’re long gone, where you came from It’s the same song from way back home Days are so long, pray to someone Maybe white god Will take us home … Now you’re long gone … Your hear the sound in church Hear the white folks sing Maybe some sweet day You hear them church bells ring And your chains will break And the pain be gone See me dancing on a Sunday To a freedom song Yeah, you’re long gone,where you came from It’s the same song From way back home Days are so long Pray to someone Maybe white god Will take us home Days are so long Pray to someone Maybe white god Will take us home … Yeah you’re long gone … |
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from Chris Rea - Chris Rea (1982)
Each single day I get up and make my way
And it all comes into view It's like a part in a play You can turn it around in so many different ways But it's still the part you play And so to you I dedicate This role they have handed me And I will do it for your love Down in the street you can win or lose To that crazy beat But you'll never change the tune 'Cos the tune is the song And song is the game of life, we just come and go But we can laugh and we can bend Together though, me and you So I will do it for your love Look around, see that you see There's no sense in being so blue Now I've got to have a reason for seeing this out Other than seeing it through So I will do it for your love |
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from Chris Rea - Chris Rea (1982)
Do you still dream of summer nights
The endless roads between the distant lights Do you still find yourself On strange and long highways Drifting into unknown phase Do you still dream of summer days The sunlight dancing on white rolling waves The everlasting taste of innocent desire The atom splitting of its fire Do you still dream? Do you see that tunnel showing any sign of light Does fear still wake you in the night Do you still dream? ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By REA, CHRISTOPHER ANTON <i>Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.</i> |
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from Chris Rea - Chris Rea (1982)
The daylight breaks, a picture show of endless takes
And the music's coming through on the radio And I take my place, reluctantly I join the race It's not my fight, just trying to stay on my feet But oh there's one thing that gets to me It's that little girl she puts me down so easily In total absurd I'm saying these words With every beat of my heart, I will love you With every song, with every breath that you take I'll give you the moon and the sun, you're the only one Pleading love with every beat of my heart With every beat of my heart, I will love you With every song, with every breath that you take I'll give you the moon and the sun, you're the only one Pleading love with every beat of my heart Pleading love with every beat of my heart |
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from Chris Rea - Chris Rea (1982)
There's a crazy sense of duty
As he licks between his fingers Wipes the ketchup from his face and hands There's a strong determination That his teachers never witnessed Never close enough to understand He's like a bull just bred for fighting He don't deliver nothing Outside the only thing that he knows School report just says he's lazy His brother says he's crazy But take a look 'cos there he goes Through the avenues of fashion To the palaces of dreams All the way down Guitar Street To some guitars are hot-rods All along the quest for macho To others a would-be ticket out of town For Joe a six-string sten gun In the 'Panto-revolution' And Stevie's all just strictly sound He's like a bull just bred for fighting He don't deliver nothing Outside the only thing that he knows School report just says he's lazy His brother says he's crazy But anyway take a look 'cos there he goes Through the avenues of fashion To the palaces of dreams All the way down Guitar Street |
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from Chris Rea - Chris Rea (1982)
There's a street outside my window
There's a light outside my door There's a road straight through this old town There's a boat on every shore There's a promise down that freeway But there is no guarantee There are dreams on every ocean There are storms on every sea If you choose to go Now I've been out upon that ocean Sometimes further that before Sometimes not even past my waistline And I screamed at what I saw Many times along that freeway Returning sometimes beat There are dreams on every ocean There are storms on every sea If you choose to go Plenty of places, plenty of things to see Plenty of faces, plenty of ways to be If you choose to go |
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from Chris Rea - Chris Rea (1982)
Deep inside the burning histories
All along this lonesome road The wheels that turn upon what used to be In passioned memories, overload The truckhouse standing on the freeway A neon ambush in the sun The ides of dogma way down in the subway It's so hard to tell who's on the run The hell-hound blizzards of uncertainties Are the only things that are coming through And I just want to be with you There's not a lot I can do Just keep coming through Be with you The smile that burned down those old rusting gates Those eyes that danced into my soul And all along this life-long motorway Bad news upon the radio The nervous fingers on the safety-catch Decide the fates to of you and me Stuck in the middle of this whole shooting match Man this sure ain't no place to be The good guys sent to save The good and free All scratch their heads and looked confused And I just want to be with you |
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from Chris Rea - Chris Rea (1982)
The night was black with thunder
The streets were wet with rain Another day goes under A little bourbon will take the strain And I'm waiting for my take-home French fries She smiled and said 'take me away' We always laughed but I think she means it But I'm dreaming my life away Loving you Loving you the way that I do The weekend cars are leaving In a spray of wind and sound The bar-talk, make believing And the drinks go easy down It's back to the all-night take-away She says 'Here comes the man of my dreams' We always laugh but I think she means it And I'm spending my time Just loving you Loving you the way that I do |
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from Chris Rea - Chris Rea (1982)
Heartbeat, way down on Cove Street;
Playing to lady luck, awaiting that tender touch Fantasy, is the trick of the dance you see; Hiding the need for love, and wanting you close to me Oh, that one sweet and tender touch That's what I'm missing, I need so much; And one sweet and tender touch oh Bright light, pretty colours that shine on all through the night; I don't need them not half as much, as I'm wanting your tender touch And loneliness, makes the strongest heart a wilderness; That's wilder than you see, is wanting you close to me |
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from Chris Rea - Chris Rea (1982)
Sitting at the crossways
Trying to keep my cool with the traffic lights I've been up and down this line so any times Girl, it's never right Me and this machine keep the crazy urban dream Locked in overflow Sometimes I swear I could spin these old wheels Just let it go Runaway Is it something that you hear Coming through the waves on the radio Or something that you see gently taps your memory And shoots you down Those hometown thoughts, school yard dreams and yesterdays Moving in I just put my head down and drift away And we're moving up and down, in and out of town We're all searching for that piece of higher ground somewhere... Runaway |
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from Chris Rea - Chris Rea (1982)
Me, I'm just running wild
Can't give you the advice you need this time You say of her, you can't decide And yet you sit and watch her cry Friend you're like the wind that blows Like the sea you come and go I'm not trying to tell you How I think that it should be 'Cos I know deep down inside That you're yearning to be free And you're only gonna think of No 1. So what am I to say No matter what you do you're gonna hurt her anyway When you know that your love has died And you know how you feel inside You've got to face up and show What you're feeling when you know Your parting words will be so untrue Just as long as it don't come down on you And you're scared to lay it on the line Just in case you change your mind I'm not trying to tell you How I think that it should be 'Cos I know deep down inside That you're yearning to be free And you're only gonna think of No 1. So what am I to say No matter what you do you're gonna hurt her anyway When you know that your love has died And you know how you feel inside You've got to face up and show What you're feeling when you know |
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from Chris Rea - The Road To Hell (1989)
Diamond dream when the sun don't shine
I close my eyes to see Twelve wild horses in silver chains Callin' out to me Ooh Daytona Shine your light on me Ooh Daytona Shine your light on me Now she ain't easy So you take good care Or she will scream down on your lust She can please you Like no other Or she can leave you eating dust Ooh Daytona Shine your light on me Burning passion Light my day Let me sit inside your wonder Cloudless daydream Oh dance of dances To have tamed the sound of thunder Ooh Daytona Shine your light on me Ooh Daytona |
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from Chris Rea - The Road To Hell (1989)
I just wanna be with you
No matter what they say Just wanna be with you Every night and every day Cold nights, dark days I wanna be with you I just wanna be with you Till the final curtain falls Just wanna be with you Then know nothing at all Cold nights, dark days I wanna be with you Wanna be with you I know there's a price to pay For doing what we do But I just wanna be with you Just wanna be with you Don't wanna hold you down Whatever that you do Shine on, sweet angel 'Cos I just wanna be with you I wanna be with you |
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from Chris Rea - The Road To Hell (1989)
Well we come down to the valley
Yea we're looking for the honey I see a rainbow I say that's the land of milk and honey Me and my cousin Me and my brother My little sister too Come looking for a rainbow Yea we're looking for a rainbow Well we come down to the valley Got our babies in our arms Yea we're Maggie's little children And we're looking for Maggie's farm Me and my cousin Me and my brother My little sister too Come looking for a rainbow Yea we're looking for a rainbow Well we come down to the valley We ain't far away no more You can't leave us dying this time 'Cos we're all around your door Me and my cousin Me and my brother My little sister too Come looking for a rainbow Yea we're looking for a rainbow |
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from Chris Rea - The Road To Hell (1989)
The little girl she said to me
What are these things that I can see Each night when I come home from school And mama calls me in for tea Oh every night a baby dies And every night a mama cries What makes those men do what they do To make that person black and blue Grandpa says their happy now They sit with God in paradise With angels' wings and still somehow It makes me feel like ice Tell me there's a heaven Tell me that it's true Tell me there's a reason Why I'm seeing what I do Tell me there's a heaven Where all those people go Tell me they're all happy now Papa tell me that it's so So do I tell her that it's true That there's a place for me and you Where hungry children smile and say We wouldn't have no other way That every painful crack of bones Is a step along the way Every wrong done is a game plan To that great and joyful day And I'm looking at the father and the son And I'm looking at the mother and the daughter And I'm watching them in tears of pain And I'm watching them suffer Don't tell that little girl Tell me Tell me there's a heaven Tell me that it's true Tell me there's a reason Why I'm seeing what I do Tell me there's a heaven Where all those people go Tell me they're all happy now Papa tell me that it's so |
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from Chris Rea - The Road To Hell (1989)
Catch a sight of long lost summers
Catch a dream inside your hands Take me where that lady comes from Take me to that far off distant land Rain comes pouring past my window Turns my sky from blue to grey I ain't never been to Texas But I sure gonna meet that lady One fine day When Texas smiles around my bedroom Who could ever turn her down Tears of joy roll down my pillow While cold north winds are blowing all around me But I don't care, my dream is westbound Far across that sky so grey I ain't never been to Texas But I sure gonna meet that lady One fine day She's my little Texas My little Texas |
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from Chris Rea - The Road To Hell (1989)
At the first bell of the day
They rise up from where they lay And look down with the promise in their hands A promise to get out This ain't what it's all about There's always lots of reasons for their plans When that golden sun shines through There's always one more thing to do Just one more stab into the wishing well That's what they always say I'm getting out That's what they always say Ain't that just what they always say That's what they always say Just one more little thing left in my way That's what they always say Ain't that just what they always say I'm getting out, I'm holding on I'm hanging in, the time is wrong And every morning brings another reason A piece of cake, no lion share Just one more dice and you'll be there That golden bridge is just around the bend That's what they always say I'm getting out That's what they always say Ain't that just what they always say That's what they always say Just one more little thing left in my way That's what they always say Ain't that just what they always say Tomorrow is another day The money junkie fades away That golden bridge is just around the bend That's what they always say I'm getting out That's what they always say Ain't that just what they always say That's what they always say Just one more little thing left in my way That's what they always say Ain't that just what they always say |
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from Chris Rea - The Road To Hell (1989)
I come home from work
I see my little girl She's crying on the floor She's been watching that TV This ain't late no, this ain't even dinner time To show them things on that screen What's wrong with you You must be evil Oh I know why you do it You're just looking for sensation You got a hold of something You tell us that it's news You don't have to show that stuff Can't you show us some respect You can tell us we don't need to see it We don't need those cheap effects You must be evil You must be evil I wish you were here You don't have to show that stuff You ain't fooling no-one You made my little girl cry I wish you were here We all know why you do it Sometimes you even slow it down You're giving out some bad ideas here I can't believe that you don't realise You must be evil |
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from Chris Rea - The Road To Hell (1989)
I was lost in the deep and darkest night
No direction, not a single hope in sight When I saw a fire burning brightly through The storm that raged above In the shadows of your warm and tender love I was a stranger to the land and life around In constant danger, being hurt by what I found And of hurting what I treasured most Foolish eagle never dove Till I fell upon your warm and tender love In the shadows of your warm and tender love Now I gaze in peace at the lonely sky That is raging high above Safe in the shadows of your warm and tender, tender love In the shadows of your warm and tender love |
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from Chris Rea - Auberge (1991)
And you my love
I do not sleep tonight I may not ever The sins of the past have come See how they sit down together Outside my window Outside my door And I know the reason what they've all come here for You my love My sweet, sweet love Are what it's all because of Surrender is easy I know you do me no harm But your innocence haunts me The most fatal of charms Oh I must have done some wrong On a dark and distant day For I know full and well tonight This is how that I must pay And you my love My sweet, sweet love Are what it's all because of You my love My sweet, sweet love Are what it's all because of |
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from Chris Rea - Auberge (1991)
And you my love
I do not sleep tonight I may not ever The sins of the past have come See how they sit down together Outside my window Outside my door And I know the reason what they've all come here for You my love My sweet, sweet love Are what it's all because of Surrender is easy I know you do me no harm But your innocence haunts me The most fatal of charms Oh I must have done some wrong On a dark and distant day For I know full and well tonight This is how that I must pay And you my love My sweet, sweet love Are what it's all because of You my love My sweet, sweet love Are what it's all because of |
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from Chris Rea - Auberge (1991)
And you my love
I do not sleep tonight I may not ever The sins of the past have come See how they sit down together Outside my window Outside my door And I know the reason what they've all come here for You my love My sweet, sweet love Are what it's all because of Surrender is easy I know you do me no harm But your innocence haunts me The most fatal of charms Oh I must have done some wrong On a dark and distant day For I know full and well tonight This is how that I must pay And you my love My sweet, sweet love Are what it's all because of You my love My sweet, sweet love Are what it's all because of |
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from Chris Rea - Auberge (1991)
On the hard fast train
On the road to gain Something gets right through to your telling bone There's a sudden itch An electric twitch Sometimes I swear this body's got a mind of its own This is the naked truth This is the light There's only one place left to go Auberge You meet a silent type On a windy trail With a shiny cloak and an unseen silver dagger You can talk till you ache Give yourself one more break You can tell by the look on his face that it just doesn't matter This is the naked truth This is the light There's only one place left to go Auberge Give me a weekend Give me a way Don't like what I'm seeing though I hear what you say Think with a dagger And you'll die on your knees Begging for mercy Singing please mister please This is the naked truth This is the light There's only one place left to go Auberge |
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from Chris Rea - Auberge (1991)
On the hard fast train
On the road to gain Something gets right through to your telling bone There's a sudden itch An electric twitch Sometimes I swear this body's got a mind of its own This is the naked truth This is the light There's only one place left to go Auberge You meet a silent type On a windy trail With a shiny cloak and an unseen silver dagger You can talk till you ache Give yourself one more break You can tell by the look on his face that it just doesn't matter This is the naked truth This is the light There's only one place left to go Auberge Give me a weekend Give me a way Don't like what I'm seeing though I hear what you say Think with a dagger And you'll die on your knees Begging for mercy Singing please mister please This is the naked truth This is the light There's only one place left to go Auberge |
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from Chris Rea - Auberge (1991)
On the hard fast train
On the road to gain Something gets right through to your telling bone There's a sudden itch An electric twitch Sometimes I swear this body's got a mind of its own This is the naked truth This is the light There's only one place left to go Auberge You meet a silent type On a windy trail With a shiny cloak and an unseen silver dagger You can talk till you ache Give yourself one more break You can tell by the look on his face that it just doesn't matter This is the naked truth This is the light There's only one place left to go Auberge Give me a weekend Give me a way Don't like what I'm seeing though I hear what you say Think with a dagger And you'll die on your knees Begging for mercy Singing please mister please This is the naked truth This is the light There's only one place left to go Auberge |
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from Chris Rea - Auberge (1991)
Every second counts
That's what he says Every second counts Every single day All through the night time And all through the day time Can't let your world pass through and in to my way Every second counts He can't slow down Every second counts See his spin around He's chasing his shadow He's racing the wind He tells us to follow Where the ice is so thin I hope you're holding on I hope you're holding on 'Cos every second counts |
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from Chris Rea - Auberge (1991)
Every second counts
That's what he says Every second counts Every single day All through the night time And all through the day time Can't let your world pass through and in to my way Every second counts He can't slow down Every second counts See his spin around He's chasing his shadow He's racing the wind He tells us to follow Where the ice is so thin I hope you're holding on I hope you're holding on 'Cos every second counts |
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from Chris Rea - Auberge (1991)
Every second counts
That's what he says Every second counts Every single day All through the night time And all through the day time Can't let your world pass through and in to my way Every second counts He can't slow down Every second counts See his spin around He's chasing his shadow He's racing the wind He tells us to follow Where the ice is so thin I hope you're holding on I hope you're holding on 'Cos every second counts |
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from Chris Rea - Auberge (1991)
I'm going fishing
I got me a line Nothin' I do's gonna' make the difference So I'm taking the time And you ain't never gonna' be happy Anyhow, anyway So I'm going fishing And I'm going today I'm going fishing Sounds crazy I know I know nothing about fishing But just watch me go |