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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Creedence Clearwater Revival (1968)
Well, get down, woman,
Before I have to go. Well, now get down, woman, Before I have to go. You know ya hurt me with your bad mouth, An' I just don't wanna know. Well, slow down, baby, And gimme a little time. Well, now slow down, baby, And gimme a little time. If you want me hangin' 'round, Gotta give me some peace of mind. Oh, get down, boy. Well, get back, woman, Before you bring it down. Well, now get back, baby, Before you bring it down. Or you can tell it to the wall, Without me hangin' around. |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Creedence Clearwater Revival (1968)
Some people laugh in the dark,
Some people cry alone. Some people talk without sayin' a thing, And ev'rything turns out gloomy. Some people count your money; Someone is countin' your days. And somebody got to keep track of your mind When ev'rything turns out gloomy. Brothers'll make you look sideways; Fathers'll make you look back. And when you're done talking, you still got to shoot, 'Cause ev'rything turns out gloomy. Ooh-ooh-ooh! Ooh-ooh-ooh! |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Creedence Clearwater Revival (1968)
I put a spell on you Because you're mine
Stop the things you do Watch out, I ain't lying I can't stand No running around I can't stand And no putting me down I put a spell on you Because you're mine Stop the things you do Watch out, I ain't lying I love you, I love you I love you anyhow I don't care if you don't want me I'm yours right now I put a spell on you Because you're mine, mine, mine Oh you're mine |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Creedence Clearwater Revival (1968)
It's been an awful long time since I been home,
But you won't catch me goin' back down there alone. Things they said when I was young Are quite enough to get me hung. I don't care! I don't care! They came and took my Dad away to serve some time, But it was me that paid the debt he left behind. Folks said I was full of sin, Because I was the next of kin. I don't care! I don't care! Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh! I don't care! I don't care! Folks were out one night to put me up a fence, And you can guess that I've been runnin' ever since. Ain't no one that's 'bout to help, And I'll keep on, I tell myself. I don't care! I don't care! I don't care! I don't care! I don't care! I don't care! Ain't no one that's 'bout to help, And I'll keep on, I tell myself. I don't care! I don't care! I don't care! I don't care! I don't care! I don't care! I don't care! I don't care! I don't care! I don't care! |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Creedence Clearwater Revival (1968)
Oh, Suzie Q,
Oh, Suzie Q, Oh, Suzie Q, Baby, I love you, Suzie Q. I like the way you walk. I like the way you talk. I like the way you walk, I like the way you talk, Suzie Q. Well, say that you'll be true. Well, say that you'll be true. Well, say that you'll be true And never leave me blue, Suzie Q. Well, say that you'll be mine. Well, say that you'll be mine. Well, say that you'll be mine, Baby, all the time, Suzie Q. (Who... do... true... two... you... blue... who...) Oh, Suzie Q, Oh, Suzie Q, Oh, Suzie Q, Baby, I love you, Suzie Q. I like the way you walk. I like the way you talk. I like the way you walk, I like the way you talk, Suzie Q. Oh, Suzie Q, Oh, Suzie Q, Oh, Suzie Q, Baby, I love you, Suzie Q. (Fine... mine... while... mile... real... deal... ring... sing...) |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Creedence Clearwater Revival (1968)
Well, I was born on a Sunday;
On Thursday, I had me a job. I was born on a Sunday; By Thursday, I was workin' out on the job. I ain't never had no day off Since I learned right from wrong. Said, I was bad; I did something to her head. Mama said I was bad; I did something to her head. And poppa threw me out, Oh, said I gotta earn my own way. I ain't never been in trouble; I ain't got the time. I don't mess around with magic, child. What I got is mine. Whatever you say, Lord, Well, that's what I'm gonna do. Whatever you say, Well, that's what I'm gonna do. 'Cause I'm the working man, Lord, and I do the job for you. I ain't never been in trouble; I ain't got the time. I don't mess around with magic, child. What I got is mine. Every Friday, Well, that's when I get paid. Don't take me on Friday, Lord, 'Cause that's when I get paid. Let me die on Saturday night, Oh, before Sunday gets my head. |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Creedence Clearwater Revival (1968)
Late last night, I went for a walk
Down by the river near my home Couldn't believe, with my own eyes And I swear I'll never leave my home again I saw a man walking on the water Coming right at me from the other side Calling out my name, "Do not be afraid" Feet begin to run, pounding in my brain I don't want to go, I don't want to go No, no, no, no, hey no I don't want to go, mmm |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Bayou Country (1969)
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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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Bayou Country (1969)
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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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Bayou Country (1969)
Now, when I was just a little boy,
Standin' to my Daddy's knee, My poppa said, "Son, don't let the man get you Do what he done to me." 'Cause he'll get you, 'Cause he'll get you now, now. And I can remember the fourth of July, Runnin' through the backwood, bare. And I can still hear my old hound dog barkin', Chasin' down a hoodoo there. Chasin' down a hoodoo there. CHORUS: Born On The Bayou; Born On The Bayou; Born On The Bayou. Wish I was back on the Bayou. Rollin' with some Cajun Queen. Wishin' I were a fast freight train, Just a chooglin' on down to New Orleans. CHORUS Do it, do it, do it, do it. Oh, Lord. Oh get back boy. I can remember the fourth of July, Runnin' through the backwood bare. And I can still hear my old hound dog barkin', Chasin' down a hoodoo there. Chasin' down a hoodoo there. CHORUS All right! Do, do, do, do. Mmmmmmm, oh. |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Bayou Country (1969)
Now, when I was just a little boy,
Standin' to my Daddy's knee, My poppa said, "Son, don't let the man get you Do what he done to me." 'Cause he'll get you, 'Cause he'll get you now, now. And I can remember the fourth of July, Runnin' through the backwood, bare. And I can still hear my old hound dog barkin', Chasin' down a hoodoo there. Chasin' down a hoodoo there. CHORUS: Born On The Bayou; Born On The Bayou; Born On The Bayou. Wish I was back on the Bayou. Rollin' with some Cajun Queen. Wishin' I were a fast freight train, Just a chooglin' on down to New Orleans. CHORUS Do it, do it, do it, do it. Oh, Lord. Oh get back boy. I can remember the fourth of July, Runnin' through the backwood bare. And I can still hear my old hound dog barkin', Chasin' down a hoodoo there. Chasin' down a hoodoo there. CHORUS All right! Do, do, do, do. Mmmmmmm, oh. |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Bayou Country (1969)
Good golly, Miss Molly, sure like to ball
Good golly, Miss Molly, sure like to ball When you're rocking and a-rolling, can't hear your momma call From the early early morning till the early early night You can see Miss Molly rocking at the house of blue lights Good golly, Miss Molly, sure like to ball When you're rocking and a-rolling, can't hear your momma call Well, now momma, poppa told me, "Son, you better watch your step" If I knew my momma, poppa, have to watch my dad myself Good golly, Miss Molly, sure like to ball When you're rocking and a-rolling, can't hear your momma call I am going to the corner, gonna buy a diamond ring Would you pardon me if it's a nineteen-carat golden thing? Good golly, Miss Molly, sure like to ball When you're rocking and a-rolling, can't hear your momma call Good golly, Miss Molly, sure like to ball Good golly, Miss Molly, sure like to ball When you're rocking and a-rolling, can't hear your momma call |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Bayou Country (1969)
On the highway thirty people lost their lives.
On the highway thirty people lost their lives. Well, I had some words to holler and my Rosie took a ride. In the moonlight see the Greyhound rolling on. In the moonlight see the Greyhound rolling on. Flying through the crossroads, Rosie ran into the Hound. For the graveyard thirty boxes made of bone. For the graveyard thirty boxes made of bone. Oh, Mister Undertaker, take this coffin from my home. In the midnight hear me crying out her name. In the midnight hear me crying out her name. Well, I'm standing on the railroad, waiting for the graveyard train. On the highway thirty people turned to stone. On the highway thirty people turned to stone. Oh, take me to the station, 'cause I'm number thirty-one. |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Bayou Country (1969)
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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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Bayou Country (1969)
Now if I was a bricklayer, I wouldn't build just anything
And if I was a ball player, I wouldn't play no second string And if I were some jewellery, baby, Lord, I'd have to be a diamond ring If I were a secret, Lord, I never would be told And if I were a jug of wine, Lord, my flavor would be old I could be most anything, but it got to be twenty-four-karat solid gold If I were a gambler, you know, I'd never lose And if I were a guitar player, Lord, I'd have to play the blues If I was a hacksaw, my blade would be razor sharp And if I were a politician, I could prove that monkeys talk You can find the tallest building, Lord, I'd have me the house on top Oh, let's go! Alright, keep goin'! I'm the penthouse pauper, I got nothing to my name I'm the penthouse pauper, baby, I got nothing to my name I can be most anything, oh when you got nothing it's all the same Oh, let's move to this song! Lord, look at my penthouse. |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Bayou Country (1969)
Left a good job in the city,
Workin' for The Man ev'ry night and day, And I never lost one minute of sleepin', Worryin' 'bout the way things might have been. 밤낮으로 보스를 위해 일하던 도시의 "좋은 직장"을 관뒀어요. 그리곤 [관두지 않았다면] 내 삶이 어땠을까 걱정하며 단 일분도 잠을 설치지 않았죠. CHORUS: Big wheel keep on turnin', Proud Mary keep on burnin', Rollin', rollin', rollin' on the river. 큰 바퀴는 계속 돌고 프라우드 매리는 계속 나아가요. 강을 타고 타고 타고 내려가면서. Cleaned a lot of plates in Memphis, Pumped a lot of 'pane down in New Orleans, But I never saw the good side of the city, 'Til I hitched a ride on a river boat queen. 멤피스에서는 그릇도 많이 닦았고 뉴 오올리언스에서는 프로페인도 많이 넣어줬어요 하지만 내가 배의 여왕을 얻어 타고 강따라 내려가기전에는 도시의 좋은 점을 본적이 없어요. CHORUS Rollin', rollin', rollin' on the river. 후렴 강을 타고 타고 타고 내려가요. If you come down to the river, Bet you gonna find some people who live. You don't have to worry 'cause you have no money, People on the river are happy to give. 당신이 만약 (언젠가) 강으로 오시면 (배를 타시면) 진정 살아있는 사람들을 볼거에요. 돈이 없다고 걱정할 필요없어요. 강에 있는 (배를 탄) 사람들은 기꺼이 도와줄테니까요. CHORUS Rollin', rollin', rollin' on the river. Rollin', rollin', rollin' on the river. Rollin', rollin', rollin' on the river. 후렴 강을 타고, 타고, 타고 내려가요 강을 타고, 타고, 타고 내려가요 강을 타고, 타고, 타고 내려가요 |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Bayou Country (1969)
Left a good job in the city,
Workin' for The Man ev'ry night and day, And I never lost one minute of sleepin', Worryin' 'bout the way things might have been. 밤낮으로 보스를 위해 일하던 도시의 "좋은 직장"을 관뒀어요. 그리곤 [관두지 않았다면] 내 삶이 어땠을까 걱정하며 단 일분도 잠을 설치지 않았죠. CHORUS: Big wheel keep on turnin', Proud Mary keep on burnin', Rollin', rollin', rollin' on the river. 큰 바퀴는 계속 돌고 프라우드 매리는 계속 나아가요. 강을 타고 타고 타고 내려가면서. Cleaned a lot of plates in Memphis, Pumped a lot of 'pane down in New Orleans, But I never saw the good side of the city, 'Til I hitched a ride on a river boat queen. 멤피스에서는 그릇도 많이 닦았고 뉴 오올리언스에서는 프로페인도 많이 넣어줬어요 하지만 내가 배의 여왕을 얻어 타고 강따라 내려가기전에는 도시의 좋은 점을 본적이 없어요. CHORUS Rollin', rollin', rollin' on the river. 후렴 강을 타고 타고 타고 내려가요. If you come down to the river, Bet you gonna find some people who live. You don't have to worry 'cause you have no money, People on the river are happy to give. 당신이 만약 (언젠가) 강으로 오시면 (배를 타시면) 진정 살아있는 사람들을 볼거에요. 돈이 없다고 걱정할 필요없어요. 강에 있는 (배를 탄) 사람들은 기꺼이 도와줄테니까요. CHORUS Rollin', rollin', rollin' on the river. Rollin', rollin', rollin' on the river. Rollin', rollin', rollin' on the river. 후렴 강을 타고, 타고, 타고 내려가요 강을 타고, 타고, 타고 내려가요 강을 타고, 타고, 타고 내려가요 |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Willy And The Poor Boys (1969)
When I was a little bitty baby
My mama would rock me in the cradle In them old cotton fields back home It was down in Louisiana Just about a mile from Texarkana In them old cotton fields back home Oh, when them cotton bolls get rotten You can't pick very much cotton In them old cotton fields back home It was down in Louisiana Just about a mile from Texarkana In them old cotton fields back home When I was a little bitty baby My mama would rock me in the cradle In them old cotton fields back home It was down in Louisiana Just about a mile from Texarkana In them old cotton fields back home Oh, when them cotton bolls get rotten You can't pick very much cotton In them old cotton fields back home It was down in Louisiana Just about a mile from Texarkana In them old cotton fields back home When I was a little bitty baby My mama would rock me in the cradle In them old cotton fields back home It was down in Louisiana Just about a mile from Texarkana In them old cotton fields back home In them old cotton fields back home |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Willy And The Poor Boys (1969)
When I was a little bitty baby
My mama would rock me in the cradle In them old cotton fields back home It was down in Louisiana Just about a mile from Texarkana In them old cotton fields back home Oh, when them cotton bolls get rotten You can't pick very much cotton In them old cotton fields back home It was down in Louisiana Just about a mile from Texarkana In them old cotton fields back home When I was a little bitty baby My mama would rock me in the cradle In them old cotton fields back home It was down in Louisiana Just about a mile from Texarkana In them old cotton fields back home Oh, when them cotton bolls get rotten You can't pick very much cotton In them old cotton fields back home It was down in Louisiana Just about a mile from Texarkana In them old cotton fields back home When I was a little bitty baby My mama would rock me in the cradle In them old cotton fields back home It was down in Louisiana Just about a mile from Texarkana In them old cotton fields back home In them old cotton fields back home |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Willy And The Poor Boys (1969)
Who'll take the coal from the mine?
Who'll take the salt from the earth? Who'll take the leaf and grow it to the tree? Don't look now; it ain't you or me. Who'll work the field with his hands? Who'll put his back to the plow? Who'll take the mountain and give it to the sea? Don't look now; it ain't you or me. Don't look now; someone's done your starvin'. Don't look now; someone's done your prayin', too. Who'll make the shoes for your feet? Who'll make the clothes that you wear? Who'll take the promise that you don't have to keep? Don't look now; it ain't you or me. Well, don't look now; someone's done your starvin'. Don't look now; someone's done your prayin', too. Who'll take the coal from the mine? Who'll take the salt from the earth? Who'll take the promise that you don't have to keep? Don't look now; it ain't you or me. |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Willy And The Poor Boys (1969)
Who'll take the coal from the mine?
Who'll take the salt from the earth? Who'll take the leaf and grow it to the tree? Don't look now; it ain't you or me. Who'll work the field with his hands? Who'll put his back to the plow? Who'll take the mountain and give it to the sea? Don't look now; it ain't you or me. Don't look now; someone's done your starvin'. Don't look now; someone's done your prayin', too. Who'll make the shoes for your feet? Who'll make the clothes that you wear? Who'll take the promise that you don't have to keep? Don't look now; it ain't you or me. Well, don't look now; someone's done your starvin'. Don't look now; someone's done your prayin', too. Who'll take the coal from the mine? Who'll take the salt from the earth? Who'll take the promise that you don't have to keep? Don't look now; it ain't you or me. |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Willy And The Poor Boys (1969)
Early in the evenin' just about supper time,
Over by the courthouse they're starting to unwind. Four kids on the corner trying to bring you up. Willy picks a tune out and he blows it on the harp. CHORUS: Down On The Corner, out in the street, Willy and the Poorboys are playin'; Bring a nickel; tap your feet. Rooster hits the washboard and people just got to smile, Blinky, thumps the gut bass and solos for a while. Poorboy twangs the rhythm out on his kalamazoo. Willy goes into a dance and doubles on kazoo. CHORUS CHORUS You don't need a penny just to hang around, But if you've got a nickel, won't you lay your money down? Over on the corner there's a happy noise. People come from all around to watch the magic boys. CHORUS CHORUS CHORUS |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Willy And The Poor Boys (1969)
Early in the evenin' just about supper time,
Over by the courthouse they're starting to unwind. Four kids on the corner trying to bring you up. Willy picks a tune out and he blows it on the harp. CHORUS: Down On The Corner, out in the street, Willy and the Poorboys are playin'; Bring a nickel; tap your feet. Rooster hits the washboard and people just got to smile, Blinky, thumps the gut bass and solos for a while. Poorboy twangs the rhythm out on his kalamazoo. Willy goes into a dance and doubles on kazoo. CHORUS CHORUS You don't need a penny just to hang around, But if you've got a nickel, won't you lay your money down? Over on the corner there's a happy noise. People come from all around to watch the magic boys. CHORUS CHORUS CHORUS |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Willy And The Poor Boys (1969)
Early in the evenin' just about supper time,
Over by the courthouse they're starting to unwind. Four kids on the corner trying to bring you up. Willy picks a tune out and he blows it on the harp. CHORUS: Down On The Corner, out in the street, Willy and the Poorboys are playin'; Bring a nickel; tap your feet. Rooster hits the washboard and people just got to smile, Blinky, thumps the gut bass and solos for a while. Poorboy twangs the rhythm out on his kalamazoo. Willy goes into a dance and doubles on kazoo. CHORUS CHORUS You don't need a penny just to hang around, But if you've got a nickel, won't you lay your money down? Over on the corner there's a happy noise. People come from all around to watch the magic boys. CHORUS CHORUS CHORUS |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Willy And The Poor Boys (1969)
Last night
I saw a fire burning on The palace lawn. O'er the land, The humble subjects watched in mixed Emotion. CHORUS: Who is burnin'? Who is burnin'? Effigy. Who is burnin'? Who is burnin'? Effigy. Last night I saw the fire spreadin' to The palace door. Silent majority Weren't keepin' quiet Anymore. CHORUS Last night I saw the fire spreadin' to The countryside. In the mornin', Few were left to watch The ashes die. CHORUS Why? Why? Why? Effigy. |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Willy And The Poor Boys (1969)
Last night
I saw a fire burning on The palace lawn. O'er the land, The humble subjects watched in mixed Emotion. CHORUS: Who is burnin'? Who is burnin'? Effigy. Who is burnin'? Who is burnin'? Effigy. Last night I saw the fire spreadin' to The palace door. Silent majority Weren't keepin' quiet Anymore. CHORUS Last night I saw the fire spreadin' to The countryside. In the mornin', Few were left to watch The ashes die. CHORUS Why? Why? Why? Effigy. |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Willy And The Poor Boys (1969)
Hey, look over yonder, out in the rain
Soaking wet fever in my brain Now I ain't certain which way to go But I got to move, sure Feeling blue, blue, blue, blue, blue Feeling blue, blue, blue, blue, blue Feeling blue, blue, blue, blue, blue I'm feeling blue, I'm feeling blue Hey, look over yonder, behind the wall They're closin' in, I'm about to fall Now I'm no coward but I ain't no fool Feel it in my bones, my book is due Feeling blue, blue, blue, blue, blue Feeling blue, blue, blue, blue, blue Feeling blue, blue, blue, blue, blue I'm feeling blue, I'm feeling blue Hey, look over yonder, up in the tree There's a rope a-hanging just for me Without a warning, without a warning Things are piling up to break me down Feeling blue, blue, blue, blue, blue Feeling blue, blue, blue, blue, blue Feeling blue, blue, blue, blue, blue I'm feeling blue, I'm feeling blue Hey, look over yonder, out in the street People laughing by, walking easy Now I'm no sinner but I ain't no saint If it's happy, you can say I ain't Feeling blue, blue, blue, blue, blue Feeling blue, blue, blue, blue, blue Feeling blue, blue, blue, blue, blue I'm feeling blue, I'm feeling blue I'm feeling blue, I'm feeling blue I'm feeling blue, I'm feeling blue I'm feeling blue, I'm feeling blue |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Willy And The Poor Boys (1969)
Hey, look over yonder, out in the rain
Soaking wet fever in my brain Now I ain't certain which way to go But I got to move, sure Feeling blue, blue, blue, blue, blue Feeling blue, blue, blue, blue, blue Feeling blue, blue, blue, blue, blue I'm feeling blue, I'm feeling blue Hey, look over yonder, behind the wall They're closin' in, I'm about to fall Now I'm no coward but I ain't no fool Feel it in my bones, my book is due Feeling blue, blue, blue, blue, blue Feeling blue, blue, blue, blue, blue Feeling blue, blue, blue, blue, blue I'm feeling blue, I'm feeling blue Hey, look over yonder, up in the tree There's a rope a-hanging just for me Without a warning, without a warning Things are piling up to break me down Feeling blue, blue, blue, blue, blue Feeling blue, blue, blue, blue, blue Feeling blue, blue, blue, blue, blue I'm feeling blue, I'm feeling blue Hey, look over yonder, out in the street People laughing by, walking easy Now I'm no sinner but I ain't no saint If it's happy, you can say I ain't Feeling blue, blue, blue, blue, blue Feeling blue, blue, blue, blue, blue Feeling blue, blue, blue, blue, blue I'm feeling blue, I'm feeling blue I'm feeling blue, I'm feeling blue I'm feeling blue, I'm feeling blue I'm feeling blue, I'm feeling blue |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Willy And The Poor Boys (1969)
Some folks are born made to wave the flag,
ooh, they're red, white and blue. And when the band plays "Hail To The Chief", oh, they point the cannon at you, Lord, 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, no, Some folks are born silver spoon in hand, Lord, why don't they help themselves? oh. But when the taxman come to the door, Lord, the house look a like a rummage sale, yes, It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no millionaire's son, no, no. It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one, no. Yeh, some folks inherit star spangled eyes, ooh, they send you down to war, Lord, And when you ask them, how much should we give, oh, they only answer, more, more, more, yoh, It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no military son, SON, NO It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one, NO NO It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one, no no no, It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate son, son son son |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Willy And The Poor Boys (1969)
Some folks are born made to wave the flag,
ooh, they're red, white and blue. And when the band plays "Hail To The Chief", oh, they point the cannon at you, Lord, 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, no, Some folks are born silver spoon in hand, Lord, why don't they help themselves? oh. But when the taxman come to the door, Lord, the house look a like a rummage sale, yes, It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no millionaire's son, no, no. It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one, no. Yeh, some folks inherit star spangled eyes, ooh, they send you down to war, Lord, And when you ask them, how much should we give, oh, they only answer, more, more, more, yoh, It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no military son, SON, NO It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one, NO NO It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one, no no no, It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate son, son son son |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Willy And The Poor Boys (1969)
Some folks are born made to wave the flag,
ooh, they're red, white and blue. And when the band plays "Hail To The Chief", oh, they point the cannon at you, Lord, 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, no, Some folks are born silver spoon in hand, Lord, why don't they help themselves? oh. But when the taxman come to the door, Lord, the house look a like a rummage sale, yes, It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no millionaire's son, no, no. It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one, no. Yeh, some folks inherit star spangled eyes, ooh, they send you down to war, Lord, And when you ask them, how much should we give, oh, they only answer, more, more, more, yoh, It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no military son, SON, NO It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one, NO NO It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one, no no no, It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate son, son son son |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Willy And The Poor Boys (1969)
Oh, it came out of the sky, landed just a little south of Moline
Jody fell out of his tractor, couldn't believe what he seen Laid on the ground a-shaking, fearing for his life Then he ran all the way to town, screaming, "It came out of the sky" Well, a crowd gathered 'round, and a scientist said it was marsh gas Spiro came and made a speech, about raising the Mars tax The Vatican said, "Woe, the Lord has come," Hollywood rushed out an epic film And Ronnie the Popular said, it was a communist plot Oh, the newspapers came, and made Jody a national hero Walter and Eric said they'd put him on a network TV show The White House said, "Put the thing in the Blue Room" The Vatican said, "No, it belongs to Rome" Jody said, "It's mine, but you can have it for seventeen million" Oh, it came out of the sky, landed just a little south of Moline Jody fell out of his tractor, couldn't believe what he seen Laid on the ground a-shaking, fearing for his life Then he ran all the way to town, screaming, "It came out of the sky" |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Willy And The Poor Boys (1969)
Oh, it came out of the sky, landed just a little south of Moline
Jody fell out of his tractor, couldn't believe what he seen Laid on the ground a-shaking, fearing for his life Then he ran all the way to town, screaming, "It came out of the sky" Well, a crowd gathered 'round, and a scientist said it was marsh gas Spiro came and made a speech, about raising the Mars tax The Vatican said, "Woe, the Lord has come," Hollywood rushed out an epic film And Ronnie the Popular said, it was a communist plot Oh, the newspapers came, and made Jody a national hero Walter and Eric said they'd put him on a network TV show The White House said, "Put the thing in the Blue Room" The Vatican said, "No, it belongs to Rome" Jody said, "It's mine, but you can have it for seventeen million" Oh, it came out of the sky, landed just a little south of Moline Jody fell out of his tractor, couldn't believe what he seen Laid on the ground a-shaking, fearing for his life Then he ran all the way to town, screaming, "It came out of the sky" |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Willy And The Poor Boys (1969)
Oh, it came out of the sky, landed just a little south of Moline
Jody fell out of his tractor, couldn't believe what he seen Laid on the ground a-shaking, fearing for his life Then he ran all the way to town, screaming, "It came out of the sky" Well, a crowd gathered 'round, and a scientist said it was marsh gas Spiro came and made a speech, about raising the Mars tax The Vatican said, "Woe, the Lord has come," Hollywood rushed out an epic film And Ronnie the Popular said, it was a communist plot Oh, the newspapers came, and made Jody a national hero Walter and Eric said they'd put him on a network TV show The White House said, "Put the thing in the Blue Room" The Vatican said, "No, it belongs to Rome" Jody said, "It's mine, but you can have it for seventeen million" Oh, it came out of the sky, landed just a little south of Moline Jody fell out of his tractor, couldn't believe what he seen Laid on the ground a-shaking, fearing for his life Then he ran all the way to town, screaming, "It came out of the sky" |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Willy And The Poor Boys (1969)
Well, you wake up in the mornin', you hear the work bell ring,
And they march you to the table to see the same old thing. Ain't no food upon the table, and no pork up in the pan. But you better not complain, boy, you get in trouble with the man. CHORUS: Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me, Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me, Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me, Let the Midnight Special shine a everlovin' light on me. Yonder come miss Rosie, how in the world did you know? By the way she wears her apron, and the clothes she wore. Umbrella on her shoulder, piece of paper in her hand; She come to see the gov'nor, she wants to free her man. CHORUS If you're ever in Houston, well, you better do the right; You better not gamble, there, you better not fight, at all Or the sheriff will grab ya and the boys will bring you down. The next thing you know, boy, Oh! You're prison bound. CHORUS CHORUS |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Willy And The Poor Boys (1969)
(At the very faint beginning)
Poorboy Shuffle. O.K. Is it workin'? You heard it. Ha-ha-ha! Hey, Rooster! Hey, Rooster! Ha-ha-ha-ha! Hey! (Instrumental) |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Willy And The Poor Boys (1969)
(At the very faint beginning)
Poorboy Shuffle. O.K. Is it workin'? You heard it. Ha-ha-ha! Hey, Rooster! Hey, Rooster! Ha-ha-ha-ha! Hey! (Instrumental) |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Willy And The Poor Boys (1969)
Well, you wake up in the mornin',
You hear the work bell ring And they march you to the table To see the same old thing. Ain't no food upon the table, And no fork up in the pan; But you better not complain, boy, You get in trouble with the man. Let the midnight special Shine a light on me. Let the midnight special Shine a light on me. Let the midnight special Shine a light on me. Let the midnight special Shine a ever-lovin' light on me. Yonder come Miss Rosie, How in the world did you know? By the way, she wears her apron, And the clothes she wore. Umbrella on her shoulder, Piece of paper in her hand. She come to see the gov'nor, She wants to free her man. Let the midnight special Shine a light on me. Let the midnight special Shine a light on me. Let the midnight special Shine a light on me. Let the midnight special Shine a ever-lovin' light on me. If you're ever in Houston, Well, you better do the right, You better not gamble, Yeah, you better not fight at all. Or the sheriff will grab ya, And the boys will bring you down. The next thing you know, boy, Oh, you're prison bound. Oh, let the midnight special Shine a light on me. Let the midnight special Shine a light on me. Oh, let the midnight special Shine a light on me. Let the midnight special Shine a ever-lovin' light on me. Let the midnight special Shine a light on me. Let the midnight special Shine a light on me. Let the midnight special Shine a light on me. Let the midnight special Shine a ever-lovin' light on me. |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Cosmo's Factory (1970)
Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself.
Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself. You say I've been buyin' another woman clothes, But you've been talkin' to someone else. I called your mama 'bout three or four nights ago. I called your mama 'bout three or four nights ago. Your mama said, "Son, Don't call my daughter no more." Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself. Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself. You say I've been buyin' another woman clothes, But you've been takin' money from someone else. Come on back home, baby, try my love one more time. Come on back home, baby, try my love one more time. You've been gone away so long; I'm just about to lose my mind. Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself. Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself. You say I've been buyin' another woman clothes, But you've been talkin' to someone else. |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Cosmo's Factory (1970)
Oo, Bet you're wond'ring how I knew
About your plans to make me blue With some other guy that you knew before? Between the two of us guys, you know I love you more. It took me by surprise, I must say, When I found out yester-day. Oo, CHORUS: I heard it through the grapevine, Not much longer would you be mine. Oo, I heard it through the grapevine, And I'm just about to lose my mind. Honey, honey yeah. You know that a man ain't supposed to cry, But these tears I can't hold inside. Losing you would end my life you see, 'cause you mean that much to me. You could have told me yourself That you found someone else. Instead, CHORUS People say you 'Hear from what you see, Na na not from what you hear.' I can't help bein' confused; If it's true, won't you tell me dear? Do you plan to let me go For the other guy that you knew before? Oo, CHORUS CHORUS |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Cosmo's Factory (1970)
Put a candle in the window,
'Cause I feel I've got to move. Though I'm goin', goin', I'll be coming home soon, Long as I can see the light. Pack my bag and let's get movin', 'Cause I'm bound to drift a while. When I'm gone, gone, You don't have to worry long, Long as I can see the light. Guess I've got that old trav'lin' bone, 'Cause this feelin' won't leave me alone. But I won't, won't Be losin' my way, no, no Long as I can see the light. Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Oh, Yeah! Put a candle in the window, 'Cause I feel I've got to move. Though I'm goin', goin', I'll be comin' home soon, Long as I can see the light. Long as I can see the light. Long as I can see the light. Long as I can see the light. Long as I can see the light. |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Cosmo's Factory (1970)
Just got home from Illinois,
Lock the front door, oh, boy! Got to sit down, Take a rest on the porch. Imagination sets in, Pretty soon I'm singin'. Doo, doo, doo, Lookin' out my back door. There's a giant doing cartwheels, A statue wearin' high heels. Look at all the happy Creatures dancing on the lawn. A Dinosaur Victrola List'ning to Buck Owens. Doo, doo, doo, Lookin' out my back door. Tambourines and elephants Are playing in the band. Won't you take a ride On the flyin' spoon? Doo, doo-doo. Wond'rous apparition Provided by magician. Doo, doo, doo, Lookin' out my back door. Tambourines and elephants Are playing in the band. Won't you take a ride On the flyin' spoon? Doo, doo-doo. Bother me tomorrow, Today I'll buy no sorrows. Doo, doo, doo, Lookin' out my back door. Forward troubles Illinois, Lock the front door, oh, boy! Look at all the happy Creatures dancing on the lawn. Bother me tomorrow, Today I'll buy no sorrows. Doo, doo, doo, Lookin' out my back door. |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Cosmo's Factory (1970)
Yes, my baby left me
Never said a word. Was it something I done, Something that she heard? You know, she left me; My baby left me. My baby even left me Never said a word. But I stand at my window, Wring my hands and cry. I hate to lose that woman, Hate to say goodbye. You know, she left me; My baby left me. My baby even left me Never said goodbye. Play it, Blues Boy! And now, one of these mornings, Lord, it won't be long, You'll look for me, and baby, Daddy will be gone. You know, she left me; My baby left me. My baby even left me Never said a word. Lord, I stand at my window, Wring my hands and moan. All I know is that The one I love is gone. You know, she left me; My baby left me. My baby even left me Never said goodbye. My baby even left me Never said goodbye. |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Cosmo's Factory (1970)
Hey, baby, jump over here;
When you do the ooby dooby, I gotta be there. Ooby dooby, ooby dooby, ooby dooby, ooby dooby, Ooby dooby, ooby dooby, ooby dooby, Ooby dooby-wah, doo-wah, doo-wah, doo-wah. Well, you wiggle to the left, you wiggle to the right, You do the ooby dooby with all your might. Ooby dooby, ooby dooby, ooby dooby, ooby dooby, Ooby dooby, ooby dooby, ooby dooby, Ooby dooby-wah, doo-wah, doo-wah, doo-wah. Well, you wiggle an' you shake like a big rattlesnake; You do the Ooby Dooby till you think you're gonna break. Ooby dooby, ooby dooby, ooby dooby, ooby dooby, Ooby dooby, ooby dooby, ooby dooby, Ooby dooby-wah, doo-wah, doo-wah, doo-wah. I'm movin' and struttin' 'cause now I know How to do the ooby dooby, baby, let's go. Ooby dooby, ooby dooby, ooby dooby, ooby dooby, Ooby dooby, ooby dooby, ooby dooby, Ooby dooby-wah, doo-wah, doo-wah, doo-wah. |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Cosmo's Factory (1970)
Move,
Down the road I go. Move, Down the road I go. There's mud in the water, Roach in the cellar, Bugs in the sugar, Mortgage on the home, Mortgage on the home. There's garbage on the sidewalk, Highways in the backyard, Police on the corner, Mortgage on the car, Mortgage on the car. Move, Down the road I go. They're selling independence, Actors in the White House, Acid in digestion, Mortgage on my life, Mortgage on my life. Move, Down the road I go. Ramble tamble, Ramble tamble, Ramble tamble. |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Cosmo's Factory (1970)
Whoa, thought it was a nightmare,
Lo, it's all so true, They told me, 'Don't go walking slow 'Cause Devil's on the loose.' CHORUS: Better run through the jungle, Better run through the jungle, Better run through the jungle, Woa, Don't look back to see. Thought I heard a rumbling Calling to my name, Two hundred million guns are loaded Satan cries, 'Take aim!' CHORUS Over on the mountain Thunder magic spoke, 'Let the people know my wisdom, Fill the land with smoke.' CHORUS |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Cosmo's Factory (1970)
CHORUS:
Playin' in a Travelin' Band. Yeah! Well, I'm flyin' 'cross the land, try'in' to get a hand, Playin' in a Travelin' Band. Take me to the hotel, Baggage gone, oh, well. Come on, come on, won't you get me to my room, I wanna move. CHORUS Listen to the radio, Talkin' 'bout the last show. Someone got excited, Had to call the State Militia, Wanna move. CHORUS Oh! WOW! Here we come again on a Saturday night Oh with your fussin' and your fightin' Won't you get me to there right, I wanna move. CHORUS Oh! WOW! Oh! I'm playin' in a Travelin' Band; Playin' in a Travelin' Band. Won't you give us all a hand Well, I'm playin' in a Travelin' Band, Well, I'm flyin' 'cross the land. Tryin' to get a hand, Playin' in a Travelin' Band, OH! WOW! Hey! |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Cosmo's Factory (1970)
There's a place up ahead and I'm going just as fast as my feet can fly
Come away, come away if you're going, leave the sinking ship behind. CHORUS: Come on the rising wind, we're going up around the bend. Ooh! Bring a song and a smile for the banjo, better get while the gettings good, Hitch a ride to the end of the highway where the neons turn to wood. CHORUS Oooh! You can ponder perpetual motion, fix your mind on a crystal day, Always time for a good conversation, there's an ear for what you say. CHORUS Yeah! Oooh! Catch a ride to the end of the highway and we'll meet by the big red tree, There's a place up ahead and I'm going, come along, come along with me. CHORUS Yeah! Do do doo do... |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Cosmo's Factory (1970)
Long as I remember,
The rain been comin' down. Clouds of myst'ry pourin' Confusion on the ground. Good men through the ages Tryin' to find the sun. And I wonder, Still I wonder Who'll stop the rain. I went down Virginia, Seekin' shelter from the storm. Caught up in the fable, I watched the tower grow. Five-year plans and new deals Wrapped in golden chains. And I wonder, Still I wonder Who'll stop the rain. Heard the singers playin', How we cheered for more? The crowd had rushed together Tryin' to keep warm. Still the rain kept pourin', Fallin' on my ears. And I wonder, Still I wonder Who'll stop the rain. |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Cosmo's Factory (1970)
Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself.
Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself. You say I've been buyin' another woman clothes, But you've been talkin' to someone else. I called your mama 'bout three or four nights ago. I called your mama 'bout three or four nights ago. Your mama said, "Son, Don't call my daughter no more." Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself. Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself. You say I've been buyin' another woman clothes, But you've been takin' money from someone else. Come on back home, baby, try my love one more time. Come on back home, baby, try my love one more time. You've been gone away so long; I'm just about to lose my mind. Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself. Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself. You say I've been buyin' another woman clothes, But you've been talkin' to someone else. |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Cosmo's Factory (1970)
Oo, Bet you're wond'ring how I knew
About your plans to make me blue With some other guy that you knew before? Between the two of us guys, you know I love you more. It took me by surprise, I must say, When I found out yester-day. Oo, CHORUS: I heard it through the grapevine, Not much longer would you be mine. Oo, I heard it through the grapevine, And I'm just about to lose my mind. Honey, honey yeah. You know that a man ain't supposed to cry, But these tears I can't hold inside. Losing you would end my life you see, 'cause you mean that much to me. You could have told me yourself That you found someone else. Instead, CHORUS People say you 'Hear from what you see, Na na not from what you hear.' I can't help bein' confused; If it's true, won't you tell me dear? Do you plan to let me go For the other guy that you knew before? Oo, CHORUS CHORUS |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Cosmo's Factory (1970)
Put a candle in the window,
'Cause I feel I've got to move. Though I'm goin', goin', I'll be coming home soon, Long as I can see the light. Pack my bag and let's get movin', 'Cause I'm bound to drift a while. When I'm gone, gone, You don't have to worry long, Long as I can see the light. Guess I've got that old trav'lin' bone, 'Cause this feelin' won't leave me alone. But I won't, won't Be losin' my way, no, no Long as I can see the light. Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Oh, Yeah! Put a candle in the window, 'Cause I feel I've got to move. Though I'm goin', goin', I'll be comin' home soon, Long as I can see the light. Long as I can see the light. Long as I can see the light. Long as I can see the light. Long as I can see the light. |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Cosmo's Factory (1970)
Just got home from Illinois,
Lock the front door, oh, boy! Got to sit down, Take a rest on the porch. Imagination sets in, Pretty soon I'm singin'. Doo, doo, doo, Lookin' out my back door. There's a giant doing cartwheels, A statue wearin' high heels. Look at all the happy Creatures dancing on the lawn. A Dinosaur Victrola List'ning to Buck Owens. Doo, doo, doo, Lookin' out my back door. Tambourines and elephants Are playing in the band. Won't you take a ride On the flyin' spoon? Doo, doo-doo. Wond'rous apparition Provided by magician. Doo, doo, doo, Lookin' out my back door. Tambourines and elephants Are playing in the band. Won't you take a ride On the flyin' spoon? Doo, doo-doo. Bother me tomorrow, Today I'll buy no sorrows. Doo, doo, doo, Lookin' out my back door. Forward troubles Illinois, Lock the front door, oh, boy! Look at all the happy Creatures dancing on the lawn. Bother me tomorrow, Today I'll buy no sorrows. Doo, doo, doo, Lookin' out my back door. |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Cosmo's Factory (1970)
Yes, my baby left me
Never said a word. Was it something I done, Something that she heard? You know, she left me; My baby left me. My baby even left me Never said a word. But I stand at my window, Wring my hands and cry. I hate to lose that woman, Hate to say goodbye. You know, she left me; My baby left me. My baby even left me Never said goodbye. Play it, Blues Boy! And now, one of these mornings, Lord, it won't be long, You'll look for me, and baby, Daddy will be gone. You know, she left me; My baby left me. My baby even left me Never said a word. Lord, I stand at my window, Wring my hands and moan. All I know is that The one I love is gone. You know, she left me; My baby left me. My baby even left me Never said goodbye. My baby even left me Never said goodbye. |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Cosmo's Factory (1970)
Hey, baby, jump over here;
When you do the ooby dooby, I gotta be there. Ooby dooby, ooby dooby, ooby dooby, ooby dooby, Ooby dooby, ooby dooby, ooby dooby, Ooby dooby-wah, doo-wah, doo-wah, doo-wah. Well, you wiggle to the left, you wiggle to the right, You do the ooby dooby with all your might. Ooby dooby, ooby dooby, ooby dooby, ooby dooby, Ooby dooby, ooby dooby, ooby dooby, Ooby dooby-wah, doo-wah, doo-wah, doo-wah. Well, you wiggle an' you shake like a big rattlesnake; You do the Ooby Dooby till you think you're gonna break. Ooby dooby, ooby dooby, ooby dooby, ooby dooby, Ooby dooby, ooby dooby, ooby dooby, Ooby dooby-wah, doo-wah, doo-wah, doo-wah. I'm movin' and struttin' 'cause now I know How to do the ooby dooby, baby, let's go. Ooby dooby, ooby dooby, ooby dooby, ooby dooby, Ooby dooby, ooby dooby, ooby dooby, Ooby dooby-wah, doo-wah, doo-wah, doo-wah. |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Cosmo's Factory (1970)
Move,
Down the road I go. Move, Down the road I go. There's mud in the water, Roach in the cellar, Bugs in the sugar, Mortgage on the home, Mortgage on the home. There's garbage on the sidewalk, Highways in the backyard, Police on the corner, Mortgage on the car, Mortgage on the car. Move, Down the road I go. They're selling independence, Actors in the White House, Acid in digestion, Mortgage on my life, Mortgage on my life. Move, Down the road I go. Ramble tamble, Ramble tamble, Ramble tamble. |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Cosmo's Factory (1970)
Whoa, thought it was a nightmare,
Lo, it's all so true, They told me, 'Don't go walking slow 'Cause Devil's on the loose.' CHORUS: Better run through the jungle, Better run through the jungle, Better run through the jungle, Woa, Don't look back to see. Thought I heard a rumbling Calling to my name, Two hundred million guns are loaded Satan cries, 'Take aim!' CHORUS Over on the mountain Thunder magic spoke, 'Let the people know my wisdom, Fill the land with smoke.' CHORUS |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Cosmo's Factory (1970)
CHORUS:
Playin' in a Travelin' Band. Yeah! Well, I'm flyin' 'cross the land, try'in' to get a hand, Playin' in a Travelin' Band. Take me to the hotel, Baggage gone, oh, well. Come on, come on, won't you get me to my room, I wanna move. CHORUS Listen to the radio, Talkin' 'bout the last show. Someone got excited, Had to call the State Militia, Wanna move. CHORUS Oh! WOW! Here we come again on a Saturday night Oh with your fussin' and your fightin' Won't you get me to there right, I wanna move. CHORUS Oh! WOW! Oh! I'm playin' in a Travelin' Band; Playin' in a Travelin' Band. Won't you give us all a hand Well, I'm playin' in a Travelin' Band, Well, I'm flyin' 'cross the land. Tryin' to get a hand, Playin' in a Travelin' Band, OH! WOW! Hey! |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Cosmo's Factory (1970)
CHORUS:
Playin' in a Travelin' Band. Yeah! Well, I'm flyin' 'cross the land, try'in' to get a hand, Playin' in a Travelin' Band. Take me to the hotel, Baggage gone, oh, well. Come on, come on, won't you get me to my room, I wanna move. CHORUS Listen to the radio, Talkin' 'bout the last show. Someone got excited, Had to call the State Militia, Wanna move. CHORUS Oh! WOW! Here we come again on a Saturday night Oh with your fussin' and your fightin' Won't you get me to there right, I wanna move. CHORUS Oh! WOW! Oh! I'm playin' in a Travelin' Band; Playin' in a Travelin' Band. Won't you give us all a hand Well, I'm playin' in a Travelin' Band, Well, I'm flyin' 'cross the land. Tryin' to get a hand, Playin' in a Travelin' Band, OH! WOW! Hey! |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Cosmo's Factory (1970)
There's a place up ahead and I'm going just as fast as my feet can fly
Come away, come away if you're going, leave the sinking ship behind. CHORUS: Come on the rising wind, we're going up around the bend. Ooh! Bring a song and a smile for the banjo, better get while the gettings good, Hitch a ride to the end of the highway where the neons turn to wood. CHORUS Oooh! You can ponder perpetual motion, fix your mind on a crystal day, Always time for a good conversation, there's an ear for what you say. CHORUS Yeah! Oooh! Catch a ride to the end of the highway and we'll meet by the big red tree, There's a place up ahead and I'm going, come along, come along with me. CHORUS Yeah! Do do doo do... |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Cosmo's Factory (1970)
There's a place up ahead and I'm going just as fast as my feet can fly
Come away, come away if you're going, leave the sinking ship behind. CHORUS: Come on the rising wind, we're going up around the bend. Ooh! Bring a song and a smile for the banjo, better get while the gettings good, Hitch a ride to the end of the highway where the neons turn to wood. CHORUS Oooh! You can ponder perpetual motion, fix your mind on a crystal day, Always time for a good conversation, there's an ear for what you say. CHORUS Yeah! Oooh! Catch a ride to the end of the highway and we'll meet by the big red tree, There's a place up ahead and I'm going, come along, come along with me. CHORUS Yeah! Do do doo do... |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Cosmo's Factory (1970)
Long as I remember,
The rain been comin' down. Clouds of myst'ry pourin' Confusion on the ground. Good men through the ages Tryin' to find the sun. And I wonder, Still I wonder Who'll stop the rain. I went down Virginia, Seekin' shelter from the storm. Caught up in the fable, I watched the tower grow. Five-year plans and new deals Wrapped in golden chains. And I wonder, Still I wonder Who'll stop the rain. Heard the singers playin', How we cheered for more? The crowd had rushed together Tryin' to keep warm. Still the rain kept pourin', Fallin' on my ears. And I wonder, Still I wonder Who'll stop the rain. |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival, Creedence Clearwater Revival - Mardi Gras (1972)
Find me out a-walkin',
Time the whistle starts a-callin', Maybe stoppin' early, Knockin' at your door. Take so long to answer, Lord knows, it ain't the milkman Could be stoppin' early, Sellin' door to door. Here's my latest sample; Like to show you how to use it. First, you pull the curtain While I spread some here. Wipe the surface gently, Try to use a circle motion, Safe for all your problems And my price is fair. This stuff'll get the stain out If you use it loosely wadded; This here'll take the pain out And won't mess your hair. Place your order early, 'Cause you know, I'm in a hurry. Your neighbor's in her doorway, Won't you sign right here? Place your order early, 'Cause you know, I'm in a hurry. Your neighbor's in her doorway, Won't you sign right here? Man is on the last train, All that work and no play, Could be stoppin' early, Knockin' at your door. Time for me to head on, Pack my kit and "So long," Catch you bright and early Sellin' door to door. This stuff'll get the stain out If you use it loosely wadded; This here'll take the pain out And won't mess your hair. Place your order early, 'Cause you know, I'm in a hurry. Your neighbor's in her doorway, Won't you sign right here? Come on and place your order early, You know, I'm in a hurry. Your neighbor's in her doorway, Won't you, won't you, won't you, won't you? Place your order early, 'Cause you know, I'm in a hurry. Your neighbor's in her doorway, Won't you? Come on, come on, come on, come on And place your order early, You know, I'm in a hurry. Your neighbor's in her doorway, Won't you... |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival, Creedence Clearwater Revival - Mardi Gras (1972)
I said 'Hello Mary Lou, Goodbye heart,
Sweet Mary Lou, I'm so in love with you I knew Mary Lou, We'd never part So Hello Mary Lou, Goodbye heart.' Passed me by one sunny day, flashed those big brown eyes my way And oo I wanted you forever more I'm not one that gets around, swear my feet stuck to the ground And though I never did meet you before I said 'Hello Mary Lou, Goodbye heart, Sweet Mary Lou, I'm so in love with you I knew Mary Lou, We'd never part So Hello Mary Lou, Goodbye heart.' Saw your lips I heard your voice, believe me I just had no choice, Wild horses couldn't make me stay away. Thought about a moonlit night, my arms around you good an' tight, That's all I had to see for me to say. 'Hello Mary Lou, Goodbye heart, Sweet Mary Lou, I'm so in love with you I knew Mary Lou, We'd never part So Hello Mary Lou, Goodbye heart. So Hello Mary Lou, Goodbye heart. Yes, Hello Mary Lou, Goodbye heart.' |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival, Creedence Clearwater Revival - Mardi Gras (1972)
CHORUS:
I'm lookin' for a reason to stay. I'm all wound up and tied in knots today. I'm lookin' for a reason not to go. When the morning comes, I'll be on my way. Ev'ry night I ask myself again Just what it was that made our dream begin. It seemed like a good idea way back then. But I'm wond'rin' now what daydream took me in. CHORUS Yesterday I tried once more to find A way to share the trouble on my mind. It seems like you turn away ev'ry time. I used to like it here, I can't remember why. CHORUS CHORUS |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival, Creedence Clearwater Revival - Mardi Gras (1972)
The sun came up and pushed away the clouds.
Stumbled back to my room, really don't know how. I won't wake up 'til this afternoon, Been out walkin' all night again. Stranger here try'n' to have fun; Far from home, it's just begun. Give out the warm; it comes back cold. Oh, God, I need someone to hold. The coffee's cold, it's gonna have to do. My feet are shot, feelin' hungry too. People don't have a thing to say, Feel your dignity slip away. Won't wake up 'til this afternoon To waste a time, 'cause there's nothing new. Give out the warm; it comes back cold. Oh, God, I need someone to hold. Give out the warm; it comes back cold. Oh, God, I need someone to hold. A city nice as this one should be kind. It pushed me down, really don't know why. When I wake up this afternoon, Another day to make it through, Might get lucky and find a dime, Things don't change, gonna give up tryin'. Give out the warm; it comes back cold. Oh, God, I need someone to hold. Give out the warm; it comes back cold. Oh, God, I need someone to hold. Give out the warm, it comes back cold. Give out the warm, it comes back cold. Give out the warm, it comes back cold. Give out the warm, it comes back cold. Give out the warm, it comes back cold... |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival, Creedence Clearwater Revival - Mardi Gras (1972)
Lock the door, sun's a-fallin'.
Poke the fire, don't let the cold in. Gonna try to sail away from the rest of my life. Found a boat to make the break in. Filled with hope 'bout the step I'm takin'. Gonna try to sail away from the rest of my life. Spent a long time list'ning to the captain of the sea. Shoutin' orders to his crew, No one hears but me. Cast away, tide's a-runnin'. Hoist the sail, strong wind's comin'. Gonna try to sail away from the rest of my life. Spent a long time list'ning to the captain of the sea. Shoutin' orders to his crew, No one hears but me. Lock the door, sun's a-fallin'. Poke the fire, don't let the cold in. Gonna try to sail away from the rest of my life. Gonna try to sail away from the rest of my life. |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival, Creedence Clearwater Revival - Mardi Gras (1972)
First thing I remember was askin' papa, 'Why?',
For there were many things I didn't know. And Daddy always smiled; took me by the hand, Sayin', 'Someday you'll understand.' Well, I'm here to tell you now each and ev'ry mother's son You better learn it fast; you better learn it young, 'Cause, 'Someday' Never Comes.' Well, time and tears went by and I collected dust, For there were many things I didn't know. When Daddy went away, he said, 'Try to be a man, And, Someday you'll understand.' Well, I'm here to tell you now each and ev'ry mother's son You better learn it fast; you better learn it young, 'Cause, 'Someday' Never Comes.' And then, one day in April, I wasn't even there, For there were many things I didn't know. A son was born to me; Mama held his hand, Sayin' 'Someday you'll understand.' Well, I'm here to tell you now each and ev'ry mother's son You better learn it fast; you better learn it young, 'Cause, 'Someday' Never Comes.' Think it was September, the year I went away, For there were many things I didn't know. And I still see him standing, try'n' to be a man; I said, 'Someday you'll understand.' Well, I'm here to tell you now each and ev'ry mother's son You better learn it fast; you better learn it young, 'Cause, 'Someday' Never Comes.' |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival, Creedence Clearwater Revival - Mardi Gras (1972)
Was ridin' along side the highway,
Rollin' up the countryside. Thinkin' I'm the devil's heatwave, What you burn in your crazy mind? Saw a slight distraction Standin' by the road. She was smilin' there, yellow in her hair. "Do you wanna," I was thinkin', "would you care?" Sweet hitch-a-hiker, We could make music at the Greasy King. Sweet hitch-a-hiker, Won't you ride on my fast machine? Cruisin' on thru the junction, I'm flyin' 'bout the speed of sound. Noticin' peculiar function, I ain't no roller coaster; show me down. I turned away to see her, Whoa, she caught my eye. But I was rollin' down, movin' too fast. "Do you wanna," she was thinkin', "can it last?" Sweet hitch-a-hiker, We could make music at the Greasy King. Sweet hitch-a-hiker, Won't you ride on my fast machine? Was busted up along the highway, I'm the saddest ridin' fool alive. Wond'ring if you're goin' in my way, Won't you give a poor boy a ride? Here she comes a-ridin', Lord, she's flyin' high. But she was rollin' down, movin' too fast. "Do you wanna," she was thinkin', "can I last?" Sweet hitch-a-hiker, We could make music at the Greasy King. Sweet hitch-a-hiker, Won't you ride on my fast machine? Sweet hitch-a-hiker, We could make music at the Greasy King. Sweet hitch-a-hiker, Won't you ride on my fast machine? Sweet hitch-a-hiker, We could make music at the Greasy King. Sweet hitch-a-hiker, Won't you ride on my fast machine? Sweet hitch-a-hiker, We could make music at the Greasy King... |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival, Creedence Clearwater Revival - Mardi Gras (1972)
If maybe you'd move over,
Gave someone else a chance To try their luck; Instead, you run up closer, Try'n to grab a page Before they close the book. It was over 'fore it started, Seemed so long when we began, Hope you take it like a friend. It's a shame to see you cryin', Wouldn't think to way back when, Looks like I'll never hear the end. Thought you had the honor, Took special pride In all your well-laid plans. Forgot about the others, We moved out t'ward the light Showin' empty hands. It was over 'fore it started, Seemed so long when we began, Hope you take it like a friend. It's a shame to see you cryin', Wouldn't think to way back when, Looks like I'll never hear the end. Ah, put the boot down! Mm-hm! Love to be the winner, Gather up your chips In time to cash 'em in. We're all lookin' thinner, Playin' cards too close For either one to win. It was over 'fore it started, Seemed so long when we began, Hope you take it like a friend. It's a shame to see you cryin', Wouldn't think to way back when, Looks like I'll never hear the end. Whoa, oh-oh-oh... It's a shame to see you cryin', Wouldn't think to way back when, Hope you take it like a friend. Yeah-eah-eah-eah-eah-eah... |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival, Creedence Clearwater Revival - Mardi Gras (1972)
Playin' a pavilion on the outskirts of town,
Playin' where my roller derby rolls. Just a part-time music man, A-nobody at the plant, I'm tearin' up the country with a song. Mom and Papa told me, "Son, you gotta go to school; Only way to make the fam'ly proud." I paid no attention, left my books at home, Rather play my music real loud. Tearin' up the country with a song, Tearin' up the country with a song. I paid no attention, left my books at home, Rather play my music real loud. Play it loud, now! Woo! Tearin' up the country with a song, Tearin' up the country with a song. I paid no attention, left my books at home, Rather play my music real loud. Ran into a dry spell, seemed nowhere to go. Good luck turned the tide, I'm on my way. I remember loadin' big trucks When the summer sun was hot, You know, I could still be there, but I'm not. Tearin' up the country with a song, Tearin' up the country with a song. I remember loadin' big trucks When the summer sun was hot, You know, I could still be there, but I'm not. Tearin' up the country with a song, I'm tearin' up the country with a song. 'Member loadin' big trucks When the summer sun was hot, You know, I could still be there, but I'm not. |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival, Creedence Clearwater Revival - Mardi Gras (1972)
When you're alone
You come back crying and you want to go home For someone forgetting, it seems Like you're letting it take you away from me Was your idea to pack up and go? You said you had no life of your own Moving in was not too hard to do You got second thoughts, you're gonna have to choose What are you gonna do? Forget about your mother and think about you For someone forgetting, it seems Like you're letting it take you away from me Told you all the secrets that were mine The good things that I picked up over time Won't accept the reason why you're here Talk things out, overcome the fear What are you gonna do? Forget about your mother and think about you For someone forgetting, it seems Like you're letting it take you away from me What are you gonna do? Forget about your mother and think about you For someone forgetting, it seems Like you're letting it take you away from me Thought that I was all that you need You told me things I wanted to believe You know that leaving me would be wrong Stay with me, I'll help you to be strong. What are you gonna do? Forget about your mother and think about you. For someone forgetting, it seems Like you're letting it take you away from me What are you gonna do? Forget about your mother and think about you For someone forgetting, it seems Like you're letting it take you away from me What are you gonna do? Forget about your mother and think about you For someone forgetting, it seems Like you're letting it take you away from me What are you gonna do? Forget about your mother and think about you For someone forgetting, it seems Like you're letting |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - The Concert [live] (1980)
I see the bad moon rising
I see trouble on the way I see earthquakes and lightnin' I see bad times today Don't go 'round tonight It's bound to take your life There's a bad moon on the rise I hear hurricanes a blowin' I know the end is commin' soon I fear rivers over flowing I hear the voice of rage and ruin Hope you got your things together Hope you are quite prepared to die Looks like we'er in for nasty weather One eye is taken for an eye |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - The Concert [live] (1980)
Now, when I was just a little boy,
Standin' to my Daddy's knee, My poppa said, "Son, don't let the man get you Do what he done to me." 'Cause he'll get you, 'Cause he'll get you now, now. And I can remember the fourth of July, Runnin' through the backwood, bare. And I can still hear my old hound dog barkin', Chasin' down a hoodoo there. Chasin' down a hoodoo there. CHORUS: Born On The Bayou; Born On The Bayou; Born On The Bayou. Wish I was back on the Bayou. Rollin' with some Cajun Queen. Wishin' I were a fast freight train, Just a chooglin' on down to New Orleans. CHORUS Do it, do it, do it, do it. Oh, Lord. Oh get back boy. I can remember the fourth of July, Runnin' through the backwood bare. And I can still hear my old hound dog barkin', Chasin' down a hoodoo there. Chasin' down a hoodoo there. CHORUS All right! Do, do, do, do. Mmmmmmm, oh. |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - The Concert [live] (1980)
Traffic in the city turns my head around.
No, no, no, no, no. Backed up on the freeway, backed up in the church, Ev'rywhere you look there's a frown, frown. CHORUS: Com, commotion, Git, git, git, gone. Com, commotion, Git, git, git, gone. People keep atalkin', they don't say a word. Jaw, jaw, jaw, jaw, jaw. Talk up in the White House, talk up to your door, So much goin' on I just can't hear. CHORUS Hurryin' to get there so you save some time. Run, run, run, run, run. Rushin' to the treadmill, rushin' to get home, Worry 'bout the time you save, save. CHORUS |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - The Concert [live] (1980)
Who'll take the coal from the mine?
Who'll take the salt from the earth? Who'll take the leaf and grow it to the tree? Don't look now; it ain't you or me. Who'll work the field with his hands? Who'll put his back to the plow? Who'll take the mountain and give it to the sea? Don't look now; it ain't you or me. Don't look now; someone's done your starvin'. Don't look now; someone's done your prayin', too. Who'll make the shoes for your feet? Who'll make the clothes that you wear? Who'll take the promise that you don't have to keep? Don't look now; it ain't you or me. Well, don't look now; someone's done your starvin'. Don't look now; someone's done your prayin', too. Who'll take the coal from the mine? Who'll take the salt from the earth? Who'll take the promise that you don't have to keep? Don't look now; it ain't you or me. |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - The Concert [live] (1980)
Early in the evenin' just about supper time,
Over by the courthouse they're starting to unwind. Four kids on the corner trying to bring you up. Willy picks a tune out and he blows it on the harp. CHORUS: Down On The Corner, out in the street, Willy and the Poorboys are playin'; Bring a nickel; tap your feet. Rooster hits the washboard and people just got to smile, Blinky, thumps the gut bass and solos for a while. Poorboy twangs the rhythm out on his kalamazoo. Willy goes into a dance and doubles on kazoo. CHORUS CHORUS You don't need a penny just to hang around, But if you've got a nickel, won't you lay your money down? Over on the corner there's a happy noise. People come from all around to watch the magic boys. CHORUS CHORUS CHORUS |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - The Concert [live] (1980)
Some folks are born made to wave the flag,
ooh, they're red, white and blue. And when the band plays "Hail To The Chief", oh, they point the cannon at you, Lord, 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, no, Some folks are born silver spoon in hand, Lord, why don't they help themselves? oh. But when the taxman come to the door, Lord, the house look a like a rummage sale, yes, It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no millionaire's son, no, no. It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one, no. Yeh, some folks inherit star spangled eyes, ooh, they send you down to war, Lord, And when you ask them, how much should we give, oh, they only answer, more, more, more, yoh, It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no military son, SON, NO It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one, NO NO It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one, no no no, It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate son, son son son |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - The Concert [live] (1980)
Well, take me back down where cool water flows, yeah.
Let me remember things I love, Stoppin' at the log where catfish bite, Walkin' along the river road at night, Barefoot girls dancin' in the moonlight. I can hear the bullfrog callin' me. Wonder if my rope's still hangin' to the tree. Love to kick my feet 'way down the shallow water. Shoefly, dragonfly, get back to your mother. Pick up a flat rock, skip it across Green River. Welllllll! Up at Cody's camp I spent my days, oh, With flat car riders and cross-tie walkers . Old Cody, Junior took me over, Said, "You're gonna find the world is smould'rin'. And if you get lost come on home to Green River." Welllllll! Come on home. |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - The Concert [live] (1980)
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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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - The Concert [live] (1980)
You know the night time, oh, is the right time
To be with the one you love. I said the night time, ooh, is the right time To be with the one you love. I said the night time, ooh, is the right time To be with the one you love. Baby, I said a baby, Baby, come on and drive me crazy, Lord, You know I love you; always thinkin' of you. Hey, baby; oh, I said a baby. You know the night time is the right time To be with the one you love. Aaaah! I said the night time oh, is the right time To be with the one you love. I said the night time, ooh, is the right time To be with the one you love. I said the night time oh, is the right time To be with the one you love. |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - The Concert [live] (1980)
Left a good job in the city,
Workin' for The Man ev'ry night and day, And I never lost one minute of sleepin', Worryin' 'bout the way things might have been. 밤낮으로 보스를 위해 일하던 도시의 "좋은 직장"을 관뒀어요. 그리곤 [관두지 않았다면] 내 삶이 어땠을까 걱정하며 단 일분도 잠을 설치지 않았죠. CHORUS: Big wheel keep on turnin', Proud Mary keep on burnin', Rollin', rollin', rollin' on the river. 큰 바퀴는 계속 돌고 프라우드 매리는 계속 나아가요. 강을 타고 타고 타고 내려가면서. Cleaned a lot of plates in Memphis, Pumped a lot of 'pane down in New Orleans, But I never saw the good side of the city, 'Til I hitched a ride on a river boat queen. 멤피스에서는 그릇도 많이 닦았고 뉴 오올리언스에서는 프로페인도 많이 넣어줬어요 하지만 내가 배의 여왕을 얻어 타고 강따라 내려가기전에는 도시의 좋은 점을 본적이 없어요. CHORUS Rollin', rollin', rollin' on the river. 후렴 강을 타고 타고 타고 내려가요. If you come down to the river, Bet you gonna find some people who live. You don't have to worry 'cause you have no money, People on the river are happy to give. 당신이 만약 (언젠가) 강으로 오시면 (배를 타시면) 진정 살아있는 사람들을 볼거에요. 돈이 없다고 걱정할 필요없어요. 강에 있는 (배를 탄) 사람들은 기꺼이 도와줄테니까요. CHORUS Rollin', rollin', rollin' on the river. Rollin', rollin', rollin' on the river. Rollin', rollin', rollin' on the river. 후렴 강을 타고, 타고, 타고 내려가요 강을 타고, 타고, 타고 내려가요 강을 타고, 타고, 타고 내려가요 |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - The Concert [live] (1980)
Well, you wake up in the mornin',
You hear the work bell ring And they march you to the table To see the same old thing. Ain't no food upon the table, And no fork up in the pan; But you better not complain, boy, You get in trouble with the man. Let the midnight special Shine a light on me. Let the midnight special Shine a light on me. Let the midnight special Shine a light on me. Let the midnight special Shine a ever-lovin' light on me. Yonder come Miss Rosie, How in the world did you know? By the way, she wears her apron, And the clothes she wore. Umbrella on her shoulder, Piece of paper in her hand. She come to see the gov'nor, She wants to free her man. Let the midnight special Shine a light on me. Let the midnight special Shine a light on me. Let the midnight special Shine a light on me. Let the midnight special Shine a ever-lovin' light on me. If you're ever in Houston, Well, you better do the right, You better not gamble, Yeah, you better not fight at all. Or the sheriff will grab ya, And the boys will bring you down. The next thing you know, boy, Oh, you're prison bound. Oh, let the midnight special Shine a light on me. Let the midnight special Shine a light on me. Oh, let the midnight special Shine a light on me. Let the midnight special Shine a ever-lovin' light on me. Let the midnight special Shine a light on me. Let the midnight special Shine a light on me. Let the midnight special Shine a light on me. Let the midnight special Shine a ever-lovin' light on me. |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - The Concert [live] (1980)
Tombstone Shadow, stretchin' across my path.
Tombstone Shadow, stretchin' across my path. Ev'ry time I get some good news, Ooh, There's a shadow on my back. Saw the gypsy man, 'way down in San Berdoo. Said, I saw the gypsy man, 'way down in San Berdoo. Five dollars on the table, Ooh, Keep me 'way from my tomb. Oh! Oh! Said I got thirteen months of bad luck, Bound to be some pain. Don't you do no trav'lin', Fly in no machines. Tombstone Shadow, stretchin' across my path. Ev'ry time I get some good news, Ooh, There's a shadow on my back. The man gave me a luck charm, Cost five dollars more, Said, "Put some on your pillow, and put some on your door." He said, "Take a long vacation, Ooh, For thirteen months or more." Oh, Lord! Tombstone Shadow, stretchin' across my path. Tombstone Shadow, stretchin' across my path. Ev'ry time I get some good news, Ooh, There's a shadow on my back. Oh, oh, Lord! Oh, Lord! |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - The Concert [live] (1980)
CHORUS:
Playin' in a Travelin' Band. Yeah! Well, I'm flyin' 'cross the land, try'in' to get a hand, Playin' in a Travelin' Band. Take me to the hotel, Baggage gone, oh, well. Come on, come on, won't you get me to my room, I wanna move. CHORUS Listen to the radio, Talkin' 'bout the last show. Someone got excited, Had to call the State Militia, Wanna move. CHORUS Oh! WOW! Here we come again on a Saturday night Oh with your fussin' and your fightin' Won't you get me to there right, I wanna move. CHORUS Oh! WOW! Oh! I'm playin' in a Travelin' Band; Playin' in a Travelin' Band. Won't you give us all a hand Well, I'm playin' in a Travelin' Band, Well, I'm flyin' 'cross the land. Tryin' to get a hand, Playin' in a Travelin' Band, OH! WOW! Hey! |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - The Concert [live] (1980)
Long as I remember,
The rain been comin' down. Clouds of myst'ry pourin' Confusion on the ground. Good men through the ages Tryin' to find the sun. And I wonder, Still I wonder Who'll stop the rain. I went down Virginia, Seekin' shelter from the storm. Caught up in the fable, I watched the tower grow. Five-year plans and new deals Wrapped in golden chains. And I wonder, Still I wonder Who'll stop the rain. Heard the singers playin', How we cheered for more? The crowd had rushed together Tryin' to keep warm. Still the rain kept pourin', Fallin' on my ears. And I wonder, Still I wonder Who'll stop the rain. |
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from My Girl (마이걸) by James Newton Howard [ost] (1991)
I see the bad moon rising
I see trouble on the way I see earthquakes and lightnin' I see bad times today Don't go 'round tonight It's bound to take your life There's a bad moon on the rise I hear hurricanes a blowin' I know the end is commin' soon I fear rivers over flowing I hear the voice of rage and ruin Hope you got your things together Hope you are quite prepared to die Looks like we'er in for nasty weather One eye is taken for an eye |
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from Remember The Titans (리멤버 타이탄) by Trevor Rabin [omnibus, ost] (2001)
There's a place up ahead and
I'm going just as fast as my feet can fly Come away, come away if you're going, leave the sinking ship behind. * Come on the rising wind, we're going up around the bend. Ooh! Bring a song and a smile for the banjo, better get while the gettings good, Hitch a ride to the end of the highway where the neons turn to wood. * Repeat Oooh! You can ponder perpetual motion, fix your mind on a crystal day, Always time for a good conversation, there's an ear for what you say. * Repeat Yeah! Oooh! Catch a ride to the end of the highway and we'll meet by the big red tree, There's a place up ahead and I'm going, come along, come along with me. * Repeat Yeah! Do do doo do... |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Proud Mary (2002)
(WISH I COULD) HIDEAWAY Lyrics Artist(Band):Creedence Clearwater Revival Review The Song (0) Print the Lyrics (WISH I COULD) HIDEAWAY Lyrics MP3 Downloads Send Creedence Clearwater Revival polyphonic ringtone to your cell phone (WISH I COULD) HIDEAWAY Creedence Clearwater Revival Howdy, friend, beggin' your pardon, Is there somethin' on your mind? You've gone and sold all your belongings, Is that something in your eye? Well, I know you really never Liked the way it all goes down; Go on, Hideaway. What's that you say? We're all bound for the graveyard; Oooh, I wish you well. Think it's gonna rain, Oh, what's the diff'rence, Is there some way I can help? 'Cause you know, I'm gonna miss you When you're gone, oh, Lord, Wish I Could Hideaway Hold on, give yourself a chance, I can hear the leavin' train. All aboard! Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye! Oooh, I wish you well. See you soon, maybe tomorrow. You never can tell; "Cause you know, I'm gonna miss you When you're gone, oh, Wish I could Hideaway Hideaway, hideaway, hideaway, hideaway. Hideaway, hideaway, Hideaway, hideaway. |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Proud Mary (2002)
I see the bad moon rising
I see trouble on the way I see earthquakes and lightnin' I see bad times today Don't go 'round tonight It's bound to take your life There's a bad moon on the rise I hear hurricanes a blowin' I know the end is commin' soon I fear rivers over flowing I hear the voice of rage and ruin Hope you got your things together Hope you are quite prepared to die Looks like we'er in for nasty weather One eye is taken for an eye |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Proud Mary (2002)
Now, when I was just a little boy,
Standin' to my Daddy's knee, My poppa said, "Son, don't let the man get you Do what he done to me." 'Cause he'll get you, 'Cause he'll get you now, now. And I can remember the fourth of July, Runnin' through the backwood, bare. And I can still hear my old hound dog barkin', Chasin' down a hoodoo there. Chasin' down a hoodoo there. CHORUS: Born On The Bayou; Born On The Bayou; Born On The Bayou. Wish I was back on the Bayou. Rollin' with some Cajun Queen. Wishin' I were a fast freight train, Just a chooglin' on down to New Orleans. CHORUS Do it, do it, do it, do it. Oh, Lord. Oh get back boy. I can remember the fourth of July, Runnin' through the backwood bare. And I can still hear my old hound dog barkin', Chasin' down a hoodoo there. Chasin' down a hoodoo there. CHORUS All right! Do, do, do, do. Mmmmmmm, oh. |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Proud Mary (2002)
Traffic in the city turns my head around.
No, no, no, no, no. Backed up on the freeway, backed up in the church, Ev'rywhere you look there's a frown, frown. CHORUS: Com, commotion, Git, git, git, gone. Com, commotion, Git, git, git, gone. People keep atalkin', they don't say a word. Jaw, jaw, jaw, jaw, jaw. Talk up in the White House, talk up to your door, So much goin' on I just can't hear. CHORUS Hurryin' to get there so you save some time. Run, run, run, run, run. Rushin' to the treadmill, rushin' to get home, Worry 'bout the time you save, save. CHORUS |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Proud Mary (2002)
Early in the evenin' just about supper time,
Over by the courthouse they're starting to unwind. Four kids on the corner trying to bring you up. Willy picks a tune out and he blows it on the harp. CHORUS: Down On The Corner, out in the street, Willy and the Poorboys are playin'; Bring a nickel; tap your feet. Rooster hits the washboard and people just got to smile, Blinky, thumps the gut bass and solos for a while. Poorboy twangs the rhythm out on his kalamazoo. Willy goes into a dance and doubles on kazoo. CHORUS CHORUS You don't need a penny just to hang around, But if you've got a nickel, won't you lay your money down? Over on the corner there's a happy noise. People come from all around to watch the magic boys. CHORUS CHORUS CHORUS |
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from Creedence Clearwater Revival - Proud Mary (2002)
Good golly, Miss Molly, sure like to ball
Good golly, Miss Molly, sure like to ball When you're rocking and a-rolling, can't hear your momma call From the early early morning till the early early night You can see Miss Molly rocking at the house of blue lights Good golly, Miss Molly, sure like to ball When you're rocking and a-rolling, can't hear your momma call Well, now momma, poppa told me, "Son, you better watch your step" If I knew my momma, poppa, have to watch my dad myself Good golly, Miss Molly, sure like to ball When you're rocking and a-rolling, can't hear your momma call I am going to the corner, gonna buy a diamond ring Would you pardon me if it's a nineteen-carat golden thing? Good golly, Miss Molly, sure like to ball When you're rocking and a-rolling, can't hear your momma call Good golly, Miss Molly, sure like to ball Good golly, Miss Molly, sure like to ball When you're rocking and a-rolling, can't hear your momma call |