If I give up my friends I know And in return you You give up yours Before we think what would we do later on Well, what kind of life would we have Just in case we both were wrong?
I could give up my women You could give up your man But it don't make sense to To take the chance
Before we think what would we do later on What kind of life would we have Just in case we both were wrong? Yeah, yeah, yeah
'Cause her love is a gamble And we know that's true But why gamble on me And why should I on you?
Before we think what will we do later on Well, what kind of life would we have Just in case we both were wrong?
Yeah, what would you think, baby? Yeah, yeah, yeah
Feel like flyin' baby gonna take a rocket to the moon Feel like flyin' baby gonna take a rocket to the moon Send somebody baby if I don't get back soon
When I come down honey land me in the middle of the sea When I come down honey land me in the middle of the sea I keep lookin' for my baby I Know she's watchin' out for me
Well, got it flyin' on streamline it really ain't built for speed Well, got it flyin' on streamline it really ain't built for speed Gotta rock it to my baby I give her everything she needs
Guitar Solo 2 Turnarounds
Well feel so good her love is like a sugar on a spoon Well, I'm crazy for my baby she loves lickin' sugar from the spoon When I'm flyin' with my baby I'm out here on a rocket to the moon
Well gonna rock by the stars Sail by the sun Rock it to my baby Till my work is done Keep rockin' you baby till the break of day Till the sound of your voice makes the stars go away
Feel like flyin' baby gonna take a rocket to the moon Wont you send somebody baby if I don't get back soon
Trumpet Guitar
Well, Bye... Baby Bye bye Bye... Baby Bye bye So long Yeah, Baby I'm gone
well now, ooh maryanne, you know you sure like fine well now, ooh maryanne, you know you sure like fine well now, ooh maryanne, i could love you all the time
well now, ooh maryanne, i said baby don't you know. well now, ooh maryanne, don't you know, don't you know know that i love you, that i love you so
well now, ooh maryanne, yeah, take it easy
well now, ooh maryanne, can i take you home tonight well now, ooh maryanne, can i take you home tonight if you love me baby, make everything alright
well now, ooh maryanne, yeah baby, know that i love you well i've got a feelin'
Woke up this morning, feel 'round for my shoes, You know 'bout that babe, had them old walkin' blues. Woke up this morning, i feel 'round for my shoes, You know 'bout that babe, lord, i had them old walkin' blues.
Leavin' this morning, i had to go ride the blinds. I've been mistreated, don't mind dying. This morning, i had to go ride the blinds, I've been mistreated, lord, i don't mind dying.
People tell me walkin' blues ain't bad; Worst old feeling i most ever had. People tell me the old walkin' blues ain't bad. Well it's the worst old feeling, lord, i most ever had.
Somebody have mercy and tell me what is wrong with me Somebody have mercy and tell me what is wrong with me Sometimes i don't know how i stand the things this woman do to me
Let me tell you When i think about how she do me, the tears fall down like rain, like rain When i think about how she do me, the tears fall down like rain, like rain When i think i've got her chained down, she starts actin' up again Oh let me tell you I'm goin' down to the bus station with a suitcase in my hand, yes i am I'm goin' down to the bus station with a suitcase in my hand, yes i am I'm gonna grab me an armful of greyhound and ride just as close i can Do that thing for me now
Let me tell you one more time Somebody have mercy i wonder what is wrong with me, lord have mercy Somebody have mercy i wonder what is wrong with me, yeah Sometimes i don't know how i stand the things this woman do to me Do that one more time, my fellas I'm standin' here wonderin', baby, with a matchbox hole in my clothes, yes I am Standin', wonderin', baby, with a matchbox hole in my clothes, yes i am Oh i got a long way to get there and i got-a some time to go (scat singing, to fade)
Feeling funny in my mind, Lord, I believe I'm fixing to die, fixing to die Feeling funny in my mind, Lord I believe I'm fixing to die Well, I don't mind dying But I hate to leave my children crying Well, I look over yonder to that burying ground Look over yonder to that burying ground Sure seems lonesome, Lord, when the sun goes down
Feeling funny in my eyes, Lord, I believe I'm fixing to die, fixing to die Feeling funny in my eyes, Lord I believe I'm fixing to die Well, I don't mind dying but I hate to leave my children crying There's a black smoke rising, Lord It's rising up above my head, up above my head It's rising up above my head, up above my head And tell Jesus make up my dying bed.
I'm walking kind of funny, Lord I believe I'm fixing to die, fixing to die Yes I'm walking kind of funny, Lord I believe I'm fixing to die Fixing to die, fixing to die Well, I don't mind dying But I hate to leave my children crying.
Gonna move up to the country Paint my mailbox blue Gonna move up to the country Paint my mailbox blue Put some flowers on it baby Paint some trailin' vines and dew
You know I'm leavin' LA baby Don't you know this smog's got me down I'm leavin' LA baby Don't you know this smog has got me down I'm goin' up to the country Where there ain't no doggone smog around
Well, come here baby Sugar, let your papa take you by the hand Well, come here baby Sugar, let your papa take you by the hand Well, you be my woman And I'll be your city-boy, country man.
I'm gonna move up to the country Gonna paint, gonna paint, gonna paint, my mailbox blue Move up to the country Gonna paint my mailbox blue Put some flowers on it honey Paint some trailin' vines and dew
These arms of mine, They are loney, Lonely, and feelin' blue
These arms of mine, They are yearning, Yeah yearning, from wanting you
And If you would, Let them hold you, How greatful, greatful, I would be
These arms of mine, They are burning, burning, from wanting you
These arms of mine, They are wanting, Wanting, want to hold you
And if you, You would let them, Let them hold you, Let them hold you, Greatful, Greatful I would be
Yeah, come on, Come on baby, Yeah, just me and my woman, Me and my friend, Yeah, come on, come on, Come back to me baby, Yeah, Yeah, And I'm greatful, greatful, I would be
Mind your step as you make your way Through the church in to this world of sand Picture an angle with a cigarette burnin With a long slow drag She welcomes you in where youa?ll be Dancing in the low light Sweat dripping down like a dew Scratchin metal and a cry and moan Riding in a bottle in the back of a room
Fire, fire from the inside Rhythm, like a hurricane rain Mercy, comes after midnight While youa?re washing me down with the sound of your National Steel
Took its smile on a wild rose Born in the heat of the south Your kisses they went to my head like a whiskey She was a bootlegged love with her stockings rolled down People cried to cry as a wolf starts to howl, howled like a midnight train Roll on, roll on, rolled like a river A shot of burning silver pounding through my feet like fire
Fire, fire from the inside Rhythm like a hurricane rain Mercy, comes after midnight While youa?re washing me down with the sound of your National Steel
Mind your step as you make your way Through the church in to this world of sand Picture an angle with a cigarette burnin With a long slow drag She welcomes you in where youa?ll be Dancing in the low light With the sweat dripping down like a dew Scratchin metal with a cry and moan And riding in a bottle at the back of the room
Fire, fire from the inside Rhythm, like a hurricane rain Mercy, comes after midnight Wash me down, washin me down, Fire, from the inside Rhythm, like a hurricane rain Mercy, comes after midnight Wash me down with the sound of your National Steel
