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from J. J. Cale - Grasshopper (1995)
Every time I stop awhile
Think about your sweet smile I can't do nothing else all day The way that you wink your eye Every time you walk by Baby what can I say You keep me hanging on I can't get nothing else on When the evening rolls around And there ain't nobody around Baby, I think of you Of all the stars at night None can match the brilliant light That I see in your eyes The humble warmth, the glow Baby child I know, I still think of you You keep me hanging on I can't get nothing else on If I could hold you just one time Stop that moment in my mind |
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from J. J. Cale - Grasshopper/ Naturally/ Troubadour (2005)
Every time I stop awhile
Think about your sweet smile I can't do nothing else all day The way that you wink your eye Every time you walk by Baby what can I say You keep me hanging on I can't get nothing else on When the evening rolls around And there ain't nobody around Baby, I think of you Of all the stars at night None can match the brilliant light That I see in your eyes The humble warmth, the glow Baby child I know, I still think of you You keep me hanging on I can't get nothing else on If I could hold you just one time Stop that moment in my mind |
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from J. J. Cale - Troubadour (1983)
You don't look like my baby
And you don't feel quite the same You don't touch quite like my woman But you got something I can't explain The way you wear your clothes drives me crazy The way you walk around, just hanging 'round I can't stand it, what you're doing You got something I can't live without The way you wear your clothes drives me crazy The way you walk around, just hanging out I can't stand it, what you're doing You got something I can't live without |
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from J. J. Cale - Grasshopper/ Naturally/ Troubadour (2005)
You don't look like my baby
And you don't feel quite the same You don't touch quite like my woman But you got something I can't explain The way you wear your clothes drives me crazy The way you walk around, just hanging 'round I can't stand it, what you're doing You got something I can't live without The way you wear your clothes drives me crazy The way you walk around, just hanging out I can't stand it, what you're doing You got something I can't live without |
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from J. J. Cale - Troubadour (1983)
Oh Baby, you got me on so bad
I think that you're the wickedless woman that I ever had Sometimes you make me feel so complete You take away my troubles, put my mind at ease Oooh baby, you're up to your old tricks I've got something wrong right here and I know that you can fix Sometimes you treat me like I was your natural man I come down here to you, babe, every chance I can Baby, you feel so good to me I do believe that you take away my misery Sometimes I wonder if you understand The way you handle yourself, woman, has got me on again |
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from J. J. Cale - Troubadour (1983)
Oh Baby, you got me on so bad
I think that you're the wickedless woman that I ever had Sometimes you make me feel so complete You take away my troubles, put my mind at ease Oooh baby, you're up to your old tricks I've got something wrong right here and I know that you can fix Sometimes you treat me like I was your natural man I come down here to you, babe, every chance I can Baby, you feel so good to me I do believe that you take away my misery Sometimes I wonder if you understand The way you handle yourself, woman, has got me on again |
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from J. J. Cale - Grasshopper/ Naturally/ Troubadour (2005)
Oh Baby, you got me on so bad
I think that you're the wickedless woman that I ever had Sometimes you make me feel so complete You take away my troubles, put my mind at ease Oooh baby, you're up to your old tricks I've got something wrong right here and I know that you can fix Sometimes you treat me like I was your natural man I come down here to you, babe, every chance I can Baby, you feel so good to me I do believe that you take away my misery Sometimes I wonder if you understand The way you handle yourself, woman, has got me on again |
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from J. J. Cale - Naturally (2000)
(J.J. Cale)
Woman I love ain't much more than skin and bone Woman I love ain't much more than skin and bone If she ain't round the house - out of the door, daddy no more Woman I love ain't much more than skin and bone Treat me right, oh no no, can't complain Treat me right, oh no, can't complain She got to be nice, she got me hypnotised Treat me right, oh no, can't complain |
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from J. J. Cale - Grasshopper/ Naturally/ Troubadour (2005)
(J.J. Cale)
Woman I love ain't much more than skin and bone Woman I love ain't much more than skin and bone If she ain't round the house - out of the door, daddy no more Woman I love ain't much more than skin and bone Treat me right, oh no no, can't complain Treat me right, oh no, can't complain She got to be nice, she got me hypnotised Treat me right, oh no, can't complain |
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from J. J. Cale - J.J. Cale Gold (2007)
(J.J. Cale)
Woman I love ain't much more than skin and bone Woman I love ain't much more than skin and bone If she ain't round the house - out of the door, daddy no more Woman I love ain't much more than skin and bone Treat me right, oh no no, can't complain Treat me right, oh no, can't complain She got to be nice, she got me hypnotised Treat me right, oh no, can't complain |
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from J. J. Cale - Shades (1995)
(J.J. Cale)
You don't come here too often You make my day when you come around You know I love you something awful You're a diamond I have found Wish I had not said that, baby If I could only close you out of my mind Sunset passes oh so sweetly Gives a man just time to think Frees the image of your body Fantasy is just a blink Wish I had not said that, baby If I could only close you out of my mind It don't matter what you're into If I could taste you once again Feel the pain and the pleasure We could make it to the end Wish I had not said that, baby If I could only close you out of my mind |
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from J. J. Cale - J.J. Cale Gold (2007)
(J.J. Cale)
You don't come here too often You make my day when you come around You know I love you something awful You're a diamond I have found Wish I had not said that, baby If I could only close you out of my mind Sunset passes oh so sweetly Gives a man just time to think Frees the image of your body Fantasy is just a blink Wish I had not said that, baby If I could only close you out of my mind It don't matter what you're into If I could taste you once again Feel the pain and the pleasure We could make it to the end Wish I had not said that, baby If I could only close you out of my mind |
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from J. J. Cale - Shades (1995)
(J.J. Cale)
Well, I quit my high living just for you Made you number one while I was number two Set the weight of a hangman, to keep you satisfied Times you dogged around on me and lied, lied, lied What do you expect Caviar and candlelight What do you expect Champagne every night Well, you come home in the morning, quarter to two Slide into the bedroom, want me to make love to you I can take your jiving, can play it all cool But I can't keep from knowing you think I'm a fool, fool, fool What do you expect Santa Claus at Christmas time What do you expect Bouquet of roses for your time Yeah, now two days been gone since you been here You've been hanging out, I don't know, I don't care Change my way of living, gotta be stepping out that door You won't find me here when you come back for more What do you expect Cadillac and a chauffeur too What do you expect Just another fool for you Sometimes we do it and sometimes we don't I can't wait no longer just to get to the point What do you expect Beating my head against the wall What do you expect You want to take it all |
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from J. J. Cale - #8 (1983)
(J.J. Cale)
Beating down the pavement, looking for a job I'll do anything except steal and rob Unemployment is something I can't use If you can't use me, can you tell me some good news I'll be pretty simple, hear just what I say I'll do anything to send these blues away Unemployment is something I can't use If you can't help me, can you tell us some good news You won't have to pay me overtime, overtime and all that You just tell me what time and where at Unemployment is something I can't use If you can't help me, can you tell me some good news I'll do anything at all, anything at all to be a friend You know I'm real prompt, I'm right on time Unemployment is something I can't use If you can't help me, can you tell me some good news |
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from J. J. Cale - #8 (1983)
(J.J. Cale)
Heard the one about your woman Lord, she's been messing 'round She's been stepping out on the street Lord, she's been hanging out Ain't nobody had her this week but it won't take long Lord, lord, there's trouble in the city Lord, lord, there's trouble in the city Lord, lord, there's trouble in the city And I hope it won't mess with me Walking downtown the other day A man put a gun in my back "Give me all you've got or I'll blow you away That's a fact, Jack" Woe me, misery, too much been going down Lord, lord, there's trouble in the city Lord, lord, there's trouble in the city Lord, lord, there's trouble in the city And I hope it won't mess with me Catch the next train out of here Goodbye, I'll see you, so long Time was I could face it here That was a long time ago I'll leave you very low, next time you won't see me at all Lord, lord, there's trouble in the city Lord, lord, there's trouble in the city Lord, lord, there's trouble in the city And I hope it won't mess with me |
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from J. J. Cale - J.J. Cale Gold (2007)
(J.J. Cale)
Heard the one about your woman Lord, she's been messing 'round She's been stepping out on the street Lord, she's been hanging out Ain't nobody had her this week but it won't take long Lord, lord, there's trouble in the city Lord, lord, there's trouble in the city Lord, lord, there's trouble in the city And I hope it won't mess with me Walking downtown the other day A man put a gun in my back "Give me all you've got or I'll blow you away That's a fact, Jack" Woe me, misery, too much been going down Lord, lord, there's trouble in the city Lord, lord, there's trouble in the city Lord, lord, there's trouble in the city And I hope it won't mess with me Catch the next train out of here Goodbye, I'll see you, so long Time was I could face it here That was a long time ago I'll leave you very low, next time you won't see me at all Lord, lord, there's trouble in the city Lord, lord, there's trouble in the city Lord, lord, there's trouble in the city And I hope it won't mess with me |
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from J. J. Cale - Troubadour (1983)
(J.J. Cale)
Travelin' light, is the only way to fly Travelin' light, just you and I One-way ticket to ecstasy Way on down, follow me Travelin' light, we can go beyond Travelin' light, we can catch the wind Travelin' light, let your mind pretend We can go to paradise Maybe once, maybe twice Travelin' light, is the only way to fly We can go to paradise Maybe once, maybe twice Travelin' light, is the only way to fly |
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from J. J. Cale - Grasshopper/ Naturally/ Troubadour (2005)
(J.J. Cale)
Travelin' light, is the only way to fly Travelin' light, just you and I One-way ticket to ecstasy Way on down, follow me Travelin' light, we can go beyond Travelin' light, we can catch the wind Travelin' light, let your mind pretend We can go to paradise Maybe once, maybe twice Travelin' light, is the only way to fly We can go to paradise Maybe once, maybe twice Travelin' light, is the only way to fly |
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from J. J. Cale - Number 10 (1992)
Traces of loving a life I remember Already grown by December By spring it was gone Traces of people and things, and places So much a part of my life Where did it go Time has brought some changes Caught us by surprise Where is the seed, that we need Keeps our love alive Traces of lines that lead back to nowhere Forgotten memories of yesteryear That's all gone Time has brought some changes Caught us by surprise Where is the seed, that we need Keeps our love alive Traces of lines that lead back to nowhere Forgotten memories of yesteryear That's all gone |
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from J. J. Cale - 5 (1999)
(J.J. Cale)
Somebody touched me late last night Had this woman and I still feel right Some kind of feeling up and down my spine Plays with my head and mess with my mind She tickled my toe and she kissed my ear Told me not to worry, told me not to fear Oo-wee, she felt good to me Gotta have another, just like the other Last night brother was too much for me I felt like a junkie couldn't score no dope I buzzed the brass then I lost all hope Laying down woman, she got me too hot We had a little drink, and we smoked a little pot All I knew was something happened to me I was inconspicuous as anyone could be She set me on fire, I'm telling you Let me tell you brother, I didn't know what to do Sometimes it's hard, sometimes it's not Sometimes you get it and sometimes you're got Oo-wee, it felt good to me Gotta have another, just like the other Last night brother was too much for me |
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from J. J. Cale - Travel Log (2000)
(J.J. Cale)
Just below San Diego Tijuana, land of broken dreams Senoritas dancing in the moonlight Flashing Spanish dark eyes to everyone, it seems They say "Hey, gringo Can you take us across the border Just tell them I'm your daughter un poco loco Down the backstreets, through the alleys All the young men stand with pride They guard the palace to the kingdom Called Tijuana, the entrance they disguise They say "Hey, gringo Can you take us across the border We'll work for just a quarter On the other side" |
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from J. J. Cale - Guitar Man (2003)
(J.J. Cale)
This town I live in ain't fit for man or beast This town I live in ain't fit for man or beast There's a man down here, a man down there They all want to rob you or take you somewhere This town I live in ain't fit for man or beast I'm going down to the store, boy And get myself a dog I'm going down to the store, boy And get myself a dog I'm going to chain, chain, chain him Up to my fence Make him bark, bark, bark Understand my French I'm going down to the store, boy And get myself a dog If I had a hundred dollars I'd buy myself a gun If I had a hundred dollars I'd buy myself a gun I'd stick it out the door And wait for an attack I'll need somebody just to cover my back If I had a hundred dollars I'd buy myself a gun The moral of the story You better watch where you go The moral of the story, boy You better watch out where you go They'll get you in the morning They'll get you at night Some, then want to rob you But most, they want to fight This town I live in, I got to go This town I live in This town I live in, I got to go |
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from J. J. Cale - 5 (1999)
(J.J. Cale)
Thirteen days on a gig in the south We've got enough dope to keep us all around We've got two girls dancin' to bring in a crowd A sound man to mix us, make us sound loud Sometimes we make money, sometimes I don't know There's thirteen days with five to go Birmingham, Mobile, and up to Baton Rouge We're smokin' cigarettes and reefer, drinkin' coffee and booze Saw the sun go down in Atlanta, come up in New Orleans I got to know a waitress, I tried to get in her jeans Sometimes we make money, sometimes I don't know There's thirteen days with five to go Migrant Worker is the name of this band If we're ever in your town, come see us if you can Yeah, we been to California, we been to New York Some take to the magazines, some take to dope Sometimes we make money, sometimes I don't know Thirteen days with five to go |
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from J. J. Cale - Live [live] (2003)
(J.J. Cale)
Thirteen days on a gig in the south We've got enough dope to keep us all around We've got two girls dancin' to bring in a crowd A sound man to mix us, make us sound loud Sometimes we make money, sometimes I don't know There's thirteen days with five to go Birmingham, Mobile, and up to Baton Rouge We're smokin' cigarettes and reefer, drinkin' coffee and booze Saw the sun go down in Atlanta, come up in New Orleans I got to know a waitress, I tried to get in her jeans Sometimes we make money, sometimes I don't know There's thirteen days with five to go Migrant Worker is the name of this band If we're ever in your town, come see us if you can Yeah, we been to California, we been to New York Some take to the magazines, some take to dope Sometimes we make money, sometimes I don't know Thirteen days with five to go |
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from J. J. Cale - J.J. Cale Gold (2007)
(J.J. Cale)
Thirteen days on a gig in the south We've got enough dope to keep us all around We've got two girls dancin' to bring in a crowd A sound man to mix us, make us sound loud Sometimes we make money, sometimes I don't know There's thirteen days with five to go Birmingham, Mobile, and up to Baton Rouge We're smokin' cigarettes and reefer, drinkin' coffee and booze Saw the sun go down in Atlanta, come up in New Orleans I got to know a waitress, I tried to get in her jeans Sometimes we make money, sometimes I don't know There's thirteen days with five to go Migrant Worker is the name of this band If we're ever in your town, come see us if you can Yeah, we been to California, we been to New York Some take to the magazines, some take to dope Sometimes we make money, sometimes I don't know Thirteen days with five to go |
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from J. J. Cale - To Tulsa And Back (2005)
(J.J. Cale)
A hundred miles is not too far Unless you have to walk Life, it seems, is like a dream Until you have to talk Don't wonder for a moment If you win or lose Just stop and stay, and watch the day And listen to these blues If it don't work for you, girl Put it off your mind If you drink anew from the well You find the bottom line A fancy woman told me John, you're bound to do this So I just stay and watch the day And sing these lonesome blues The blues is not a song you sing It is a way of life I've hung around them bar rooms, girl Almost all my life The men, they all are gamblers They take all they can use So if I find no peace of mind I'll settle for these blues |
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from J. J. Cale - To Tulsa And Back (2005)
(J.J. Cale)
Have you heard the news that's going 'round here The man in charge has got to go Cause he dances 'round the problem, boy And the problem is the man in charge you know Now, the young knows what I'm talking 'bout It's a con in the old man's game The man in charge, he don't know what he's doing He don't know the world has changed Power seems to be so far up The man on the street ain't got a clue The high top cats running your life Think the problem is me and you Born in a time that has gone by The old tell the young what to do Have you heard the news that's going 'round here The problem is the man in charge of you The problem is the man in charge of you Power seems to be so far up The man on the street ain't got a clue The high top cats running your life Think the problem is me and you Have you heard the news that's going 'round here The man in charge has to go The man in charge has got to go The man in charge has to go |
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from J. J. Cale - Okie (1995)
(J.J. Cale)
The old man he catches the fish in the morning He rides the river every day I sit on the bank and I holler when he passes "Hey, old man, are they biting today?" I wake up in the morning, thinking 'bout my troubles I go down to the water and they pass away And when the old man comes a-floating down the river "Hey, old man, are they biting today?" Now here we've got a thing that keeps on rolling It ain't heavy, don't take it that way The old man and me, we got a good thing going He gets his fish and I sit all day He gets his fish and I sit all day |
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from J. J. Cale - Travel Log (2000)
(J.J. Cale)
It's that kind of thing babe, no alibis It's that kind of thing babe, shuffle or die Going through these changes, like Mr. Right It's that kind of thing babe, no alibis It's that kind of thing babe, pay your dues It's that kind of thing babe, win or lose Going through these changes, like Mr. Right It's that kind of thing babe, no alibis |
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from J. J. Cale - #8 (1983)
I've got teardrops in my tequila
I've got teardrops in my tequila Got Colorado, not enchiladas, on my mind Ain't it cold as hell in Santa Fe Makes me shiver to my toes Things ain't going well in Santa Fe, oh no Make them two tacos to go, senor I've got teardrops in my tequila I've got teardrops in my tequila Got Colorado, not enchiladas, on my mind Goodbye, see you later Santa Fe Then the freeway will take me home Where the air is clean, The open fields, the meadow green I won't be so all alone I've got teardrops in my tequila I've got teardrops in my tequila Got Colorado, not enchiladas, on my mind Goodbye, see you later Santa Fe |
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from J. J. Cale - J.J. Cale Gold (2007)
I've got teardrops in my tequila
I've got teardrops in my tequila Got Colorado, not enchiladas, on my mind Ain't it cold as hell in Santa Fe Makes me shiver to my toes Things ain't going well in Santa Fe, oh no Make them two tacos to go, senor I've got teardrops in my tequila I've got teardrops in my tequila Got Colorado, not enchiladas, on my mind Goodbye, see you later Santa Fe Then the freeway will take me home Where the air is clean, The open fields, the meadow green I won't be so all alone I've got teardrops in my tequila I've got teardrops in my tequila Got Colorado, not enchiladas, on my mind Goodbye, see you later Santa Fe |
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from J. J. Cale - #8 (1983)
I got myself together, got my tie on straight
Downtown, takin' care of business on the street Glen D's got that old piano on the road Blues is his bag, he's a funky soul Tim Drummond's on bass, Jim Keltner's on the drums They'll put it right on you for a shot of rum I'll tell you right now it's a funky beat Downtown, takin' care of business on the street We ain't very good but that's beside the point We're all right here trying to rock this joint Old mama Chip and the Spooner too Trying to hack a meet with you Christine Lakeland and Jimmy Karstein He's a rhythm fool, she's a guitar queen Let me tell you, my friend Richard is hot on the beat Downtown, takin' care of business on the street Oh, climb on board, Chad Hailey running 'round It's that Ashworth Dixie sound Hurry up mama 'cause we're all gonna meet Downtown, takin' care of business on the street |
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from J. J. Cale - Number 10 (1992)
A man knocked upon my door said "don't you know you're gonna die some day And i got a plan for you man, for when you pass away We'll give to your mother, your kids and your wife And all you have to give in return is your life" Take out some insurance, insurance today For tomorrow will come and take us away Two men were gamblin' in a parlour one night When a woman walked in with her dress up so tight She asked the two gentlemen would they fight for her name They got up and shot her and went back to their game Take out some insurance, insurance today For tomorrow will come and take us away This ain't no sad song, don't cry in your beer For one day will come and we won't be here Somebody else will take up our game Different place, different name Take out some insurance, insurance today For tomorrow will come and take us away For tomorrow will come and take us away |
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from J. J. Cale - Troubadour (1983)
Days are longer
By yourself You sold your soul to someone else Now you're paying, can't you see You want to pass it back to me Told you once, told you twice When you're gone don't expect to come back Things don't work out like I planned 'Cause you've got yourself another man Danger signal, danger ahead I know you'd be better if you thought If you thought I was dead I won't tell you, I won't tell you no lie I'll come back and haunt you as another guy Things don't work out like I planned them 'Cause you've got yourself another man |
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from J. J. Cale - Troubadour (1983)
Days are longer
By yourself You sold your soul to someone else Now you're paying, can't you see You want to pass it back to me Told you once, told you twice When you're gone don't expect to come back Things don't work out like I planned 'Cause you've got yourself another man Danger signal, danger ahead I know you'd be better if you thought If you thought I was dead I won't tell you, I won't tell you no lie I'll come back and haunt you as another guy Things don't work out like I planned them 'Cause you've got yourself another man |
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from J. J. Cale - Grasshopper/ Naturally/ Troubadour (2005)
Days are longer
By yourself You sold your soul to someone else Now you're paying, can't you see You want to pass it back to me Told you once, told you twice When you're gone don't expect to come back Things don't work out like I planned 'Cause you've got yourself another man Danger signal, danger ahead I know you'd be better if you thought If you thought I was dead I won't tell you, I won't tell you no lie I'll come back and haunt you as another guy Things don't work out like I planned them 'Cause you've got yourself another man |
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from J. J. Cale - J.J. Cale Gold (2007)
Days are longer
By yourself You sold your soul to someone else Now you're paying, can't you see You want to pass it back to me Told you once, told you twice When you're gone don't expect to come back Things don't work out like I planned 'Cause you've got yourself another man Danger signal, danger ahead I know you'd be better if you thought If you thought I was dead I won't tell you, I won't tell you no lie I'll come back and haunt you as another guy Things don't work out like I planned them 'Cause you've got yourself another man |
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from J. J. Cale - To Tulsa And Back (2005)
(J.J. Cale)
Stone river Water ain't runnin' no more Stone river Water ain't runnin' no more Man he done cut if off And moved it all around There ain't no river runnin' No water can't be found Stone river Water ain't runnin' no more Fish ain't swimmin' Ain't no fish around nowhere Fish ain't swimmin' Ain't nobody seem to care They botteled up and dammed it Choked it up and jammed it Killed the life around it And stole it like a bandit Stone river Water ain't runnin' no more What used to be a river Now is just an empty site Ain't no vegetation It's just an agitation It don't seem right There ain't no trees a growin' No animals are showin' What used to be a stream Is now just a dream Stone river Water ain't runnin' nowhere Stone river Water ain't runnin' no more Man he done cut it off And moved it all around There ain't no river runnin' No water can't be found Stone river Water ain't runnin' no more They botteled up and dammed it Choked it up and jammed it Killed the life around it And stole it like a bandit Stone river Water ain't runnin' no more There ain't no trees a growin' No animals are showin' What used to be a stream Is now just a dream Stone river Water ain't runnin' nowhere Stone river Water ain't runnin' no more |
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from J. J. Cale - Okie (1995)
When you and I are ready, no longer earthly-bound
We'll travel through the crystal night, starbound Heaven holds a mystery, wrapped inside a sound Through the eyes of endless time, starbound, you and I A floating star is what we are Suspended in space Outward-bound it's the only home we've found To save the human race Speed is now their captain, kings that lost their crown Motion is our master, starbound Starbound Starbound |
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from J. J. Cale - Closer To You (2003)
Slower baby wind it down
Go slower baby, when you move around It's the rule of not to lead It's the friction not the heat If you hold it right back You're on the right track Go slower baby, when you ride inside the sound Slower baby just let it slide When you roll a thing, you know it's gonna swing Put my mind at ease, you know you're such a tease Slower baby, just let it flow Go slower baby, you can make it grow Chill it to the womb let me drive it home Anticipation relaxation Slower baby Go slower baby Slower baby, wind it down Go slower baby, when you move around Slower baby Go slower baby Slower baby Go slower baby |
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from J. J. Cale - Closer To You (2003)
(J.J. Cale)
Tried busking down in Frisco, tried dancin' in LA I played the blues in Chicago, boy I ran home in Santa Fe I played guitar for many men, signed a deal or two And all I ever got from them is the sho-biz blues I got hot chicks down in Texas, no work in Alabam' Snowed in out on Belibor you were always in a jam Worked carnivals down in Georgia, night clubs attitude And all I ever got from them is the sho-biz blues Well the manager's got no money, the bookers had no jobs The record man he fell asleep, he says I look like a slob The bus breaks down and the motel's bad you're always in a stew You can't quit you're too far gone, you got the sho-biz blues I tried to love the ladies everywhere I went When I got down and out they wouldn't ever pay my rent If you crave your neighbour lights, the spotlight's right on you When it's time to get the catch with the sho-biz blues Now you can't sleep till two o'clock, you ain't no millionaire This entertaining lifestyle just seems to go nowhere You write a song it seems OK, they say it's nothin' new It don't take long to find you've got the sho-biz blues |
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from J. J. Cale - Number 10 (1992)
She hangs around with another guy
I met only yesterday He's a hard cold cooker, a fine looker He took that woman away He took my woman away She's in love, she's in love with another man That's the way it goes She's in love, she's in love with another man A hard cold cooker, he really shook her If you see her, it really shows He drives a fine set of wheels, let me tell you He's got diamonds in his ears He's a real jim-dandy, with her he's so handy Such a scene, make you break out in tears Such a scene, make you break out in tears She's in love, she's in love with another man That's the way it goes She's in love, she's in love with another man A hard cold cooker, he really shook her If you see her, it really shows If you see her, tell her I still love her No matter what, no matter when It will be a good day when he goes away And she comes back round again And she comes back round again She's in love, she's in love with some other man That's the way it goes She's in love, she's in love with another man A hard cold cooker, he really shook her If you see her, it really shows |
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from J. J. Cale - Travel Log (2000)
(J.J. Cale)
Hong Kong, Tokyo and Singapore New York, Boston and Baltimore They'll take you right down where you don't want to go If you talk too fast and you walk too slow Shanghaid, Shanghaid Been locked up and Shanghaid Shanghaid, Shanghaid Been locked up and Shanghaid I tried to live by the golden rule Do unto others and they'll do unto you Every time I get turned on I end up singing the same song Shanghaid, Shanghaid Been locked up and Shanghaid Shanghaid, Shanghaid Been locked up and Shanghaid I was crossing the desert on a sunny day I met two women that passed my way They took me to a tent and they locked the door And all they Ever said was "More, more" Shanghaid, Shanghaid Been locked up and Shanghaid Shanghaid, Shanghaid Been locked up and Shanghaid And I'm standing right here with my usual slack Police got me for talking back "You're out on the street, you'd better watch your step If you talk too loud, now button your lip" Shanghaid, Shanghaid Been locked up and Shanghaid Shanghaid, Shanghaid Been locked up and Shanghaid Sitting in a bar in West Berlin Sipping on a glass that's low again Talking to a woman I thought I knew The lights went out and I did too Shanghaid, Shanghaid Been locked up and Shanghaid Shanghaid, Shanghaid Been locked up and Shanghaid |
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from J. J. Cale - Number 10 (1992)
(J.J. Cale)
Down the road, and up the hill Round the bend, and behind the mill When just a kid i used to go To a place called shady grove That is where i first met her She changed my life with one just one word She called it love but i don't know I call it goin' down to shady grove Shady grove, shady grove In the middle of shady grove Sometimes we'd steal away at night All the same the feel was right There was no city, there was no town 'cause shady grove was all around We'd just lay down look up and see The vast expanse of the old, old tree When our love had turned to lust Shady grove would cover us Shady grove, shady grove In the middle of shady grove No one would ever come by We were young and very shy It seemed to wrap around us both The place we called shady grove Not long ago to my surprise I seemed to have to go back I went back to that same old spot The trees were gone - it's a parking lot Shady grove, shady grove In the middle of shady grove |
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from J. J. Cale - 5 (1999)
(J.J. Cale)
Don't take her for granted, she has a hard time Don't misunderstand her or play with her mind Treat her so gently, it will pay you in time You've got to know she's the sensitive kind Tell her you love her, each and every night And you will discover she will treat you right If you believe, I know you will find There ain't nothing like the sensitive kind She gets lonely waiting for you You are the only thing to help her through Don't take her for granted, she has a hard time You've got to know she's the sensitive kind |
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from J. J. Cale - Live [live] (2003)
(J.J. Cale)
Don't take her for granted, she has a hard time Don't misunderstand her or play with her mind Treat her so gently, it will pay you in time You've got to know she's the sensitive kind Tell her you love her, each and every night And you will discover she will treat you right If you believe, I know you will find There ain't nothing like the sensitive kind She gets lonely waiting for you You are the only thing to help her through Don't take her for granted, she has a hard time You've got to know she's the sensitive kind |
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from J. J. Cale - J.J. Cale Gold (2007)
(J.J. Cale)
Don't take her for granted, she has a hard time Don't misunderstand her or play with her mind Treat her so gently, it will pay you in time You've got to know she's the sensitive kind Tell her you love her, each and every night And you will discover she will treat you right If you believe, I know you will find There ain't nothing like the sensitive kind She gets lonely waiting for you You are the only thing to help her through Don't take her for granted, she has a hard time You've got to know she's the sensitive kind |
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from J. J. Cale - Shades (1995)
(J.J. Cale)
Yeah, you come home in the morning, your hair's all a mess You've been out all night, you've got wrinkles in your dress You give me the runaround All day long you give me the runaround When you say something here, you mean something there You give me the runaround Same thing yesterday, same thing the day before Woman, it does get pretty doggone old You give me the runaround All day long you give me the runaround You give me the runaround, woman, I'm getting tired of that Hey, you told me last Sunday you were gonna straighten it out You know, woman, it's time I started having my doubts Such a runaround You've been stepping on me, woman, running 'round like that |
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from J. J. Cale - Closer To You (2003)
(J.J. Cale)
I'll find my way back to the rose in the garden I'll find my way back to her sweet arms I'll find my way back to the rose in the garden I'll find my way back to her little charms Wasting my life, just dreaming away No never again will I ever stray I'll find my way back to the rose in the garden I'll find my way back to her sweet arms Wasting my life, just dreaming away No never again will I ever stray I'll find my way back to the rose in the garden I'll find my way back to her sweet arms |
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from J. J. Cale - Number 10 (1992)
Jump in woman, now the jumpin' is right I'm the kind of man don't sleep at night Heart gets a-beatin' when a place sound funky I gotta roll on, Mama Things been movin' too slow Hesitatin', reservatin', making my move Rotatin', motivatin', I gotta go Feet keep a-walking and your mouth keep a-talking, you know I gotta roll on, Mama Things been movin' too slow Until you measure my height and my size If I don't die runnin', I won't be alive Give me my things, show me to the door I gotta roll on, Mama I can't hang no more I take your Cadillac DeVille with a continental kit Rollin' down the highway, and then I feel Fakin', shakin', that's all I know I gotta roll on, Mama Things been movin' too slow |
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from J. J. Cale - Okie (1995)
(J.J. Cale)
I make rock 'n' roll records I sell 'em for a dime I make my living and feed my children All in good time The blues they go for a quarter Guaranteed to satisfy It's a real funky deal Don't let it pass you by If your evening sun don't shine, my friend Tell you what I'm gonna do I'm gonna hammer out this rhythm Till I get right next to you |
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from J. J. Cale - J.J. Cale Gold (2007)
(J.J. Cale)
I make rock 'n' roll records I sell 'em for a dime I make my living and feed my children All in good time The blues they go for a quarter Guaranteed to satisfy It's a real funky deal Don't let it pass you by If your evening sun don't shine, my friend Tell you what I'm gonna do I'm gonna hammer out this rhythm Till I get right next to you |
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from J. J. Cale - Naturally (2000)
Well, the river runs deep and the water is cold as ice
The river runs deep and the water is cold as ice I go down there every chance I get It's where my baby she met her death And the river runs deep and the water's cold as ice Ain't no woman gonna make a fool out of me Ain't no woman gonna make a fool out of me Running 'round, that's what they said She's at the bottom of the river dead And the river runs deep and the water's cold as ice No cheating woman gonna get a good man down No cheating woman gonna get a good man down Running 'round like a silly fool You're gonna end up at the bottom of the pool And the river runs deep and the water's cold as ice |
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from J. J. Cale - Grasshopper/ Naturally/ Troubadour (2005)
Well, the river runs deep and the water is cold as ice
The river runs deep and the water is cold as ice I go down there every chance I get It's where my baby she met her death And the river runs deep and the water's cold as ice Ain't no woman gonna make a fool out of me Ain't no woman gonna make a fool out of me Running 'round, that's what they said She's at the bottom of the river dead And the river runs deep and the water's cold as ice No cheating woman gonna get a good man down No cheating woman gonna get a good man down Running 'round like a silly fool You're gonna end up at the bottom of the pool And the river runs deep and the water's cold as ice |
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from J. J. Cale - J.J. Cale Gold (2007)
Well, the river runs deep and the water is cold as ice
The river runs deep and the water is cold as ice I go down there every chance I get It's where my baby she met her death And the river runs deep and the water's cold as ice Ain't no woman gonna make a fool out of me Ain't no woman gonna make a fool out of me Running 'round, that's what they said She's at the bottom of the river dead And the river runs deep and the water's cold as ice No cheating woman gonna get a good man down No cheating woman gonna get a good man down Running 'round like a silly fool You're gonna end up at the bottom of the pool And the river runs deep and the water's cold as ice |
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from J. J. Cale - Travel Log (2000)
(J.J. Cale)
I hear a whistle, I hear a moan Must be my baby coming home She's been down in Tupelo Singing that river boat song She is a dancer, a river queen She'll teach them gamblers most anything She's been down in Tupelo Singing that river boat song Many nights I spend alone Many days there ain't nobody home Many times I wish she was here Yeah, that river boat whistle blows I know she's getting near River captain, bring my baby home I get so lonesome since she's been gone She's been down in Tupelo Working the river boat song Many nights I spend alone Many days there ain't nobody home Many times I wish she was here Yeah, that river boat whistle blows I know she's getting near River captain, bring my baby home I get so lonesome since she's been gone She's been down in Tupelo Working the river boat song |
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from J. J. Cale - Live [live] (2003)
(J.J. Cale)
I hear a whistle, I hear a moan Must be my baby coming home She's been down in Tupelo Singing that river boat song She is a dancer, a river queen She'll teach them gamblers most anything She's been down in Tupelo Singing that river boat song Many nights I spend alone Many days there ain't nobody home Many times I wish she was here Yeah, that river boat whistle blows I know she's getting near River captain, bring my baby home I get so lonesome since she's been gone She's been down in Tupelo Working the river boat song Many nights I spend alone Many days there ain't nobody home Many times I wish she was here Yeah, that river boat whistle blows I know she's getting near River captain, bring my baby home I get so lonesome since she's been gone She's been down in Tupelo Working the river boat song |
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from J. J. Cale - To Tulsa And Back (2005)
(J.J. Cale)
Rio de Janeiro Hot wind of brazilian nights Rio de Janeiro I tip my sombrero on a tan girl in the moonlight Their close encounters make a man Feel just right Rio de Janeiro The steamy place That you are Rio de Janeiro I've come to love you from afar To touch the water of your sea Feel your sensuality Walk your boulevards Sao Paulo, Brazilia I've been there before They make me think of just a girl next door They don't have your sexual groove Rio, Rio puts me in that mood Rio de Janeiro Your sultry rythms get me up Rio de Janeiro If I could drink from your cup I need a shot Your pulse is hot Rio, Rio you're so corrupt I'm just a lonely caballero I'm just a lonely, lonely man I'm just a lonely caballero Tryin' to make it to your land Rio de Janeiro Rio de Janeiro To touch the water of your sea Feel your sensuality Walk your boulevards |
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from J. J. Cale - Really (1990)
(J.J. Cale)
My woman, my woman, you know she cryin' She keeps me hanging on a bottle of wine She leaves no roads open, there ought to be a law She puts me right down here She keeps me right down here She holds me right down here Lord, I talk and talk about her, can't get her off my mind Cannot live without her, she keeps me on this wine She leaves no roads open, there ought to be a law She puts me right down here She holds me right down here She keeps me right down here Lord, I talk and talk about her, can't get her off my mind Cannot live without her, she keeps me on that wine She leaves no roads open, there ought to be a law She put me right down here She keep me right down here She hold me right down here She puts me right down here She holds me right down here She keeps me right down here |
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from J. J. Cale - Troubadour (1983)
(J.J. Cale)
Low-down way you're feeling, the sexy things you do Baby, baby, baby, let me talk to you I just love to whisper in your sexy ear Tell you that I love you, take away your fear Destroy your inhibitions, ridin' back the day Low-down, slow down, keeping low down in that funky way Higher, higher, higher, how high can you go Ride me high this morning, ride me high some more The way you move your body, it is a crying shame I won't tell nobody if you will do the same If you leave tomorrow, one thing that's for sure The more you get, the more you've got, the more you want some more Higher, higher, higher, how high can you go Ride me high this morning, ride me high some more Higher, higher, higher, how high can you go Ride me high this morning, ride me high some more |
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from J. J. Cale - Live [live] (2003)
(J.J. Cale)
Low-down way you're feeling, the sexy things you do Baby, baby, baby, let me talk to you I just love to whisper in your sexy ear Tell you that I love you, take away your fear Destroy your inhibitions, ridin' back the day Low-down, slow down, keeping low down in that funky way Higher, higher, higher, how high can you go Ride me high this morning, ride me high some more The way you move your body, it is a crying shame I won't tell nobody if you will do the same If you leave tomorrow, one thing that's for sure The more you get, the more you've got, the more you want some more Higher, higher, higher, how high can you go Ride me high this morning, ride me high some more Higher, higher, higher, how high can you go Ride me high this morning, ride me high some more |
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from J. J. Cale - Grasshopper/ Naturally/ Troubadour (2005)
(J.J. Cale)
Low-down way you're feeling, the sexy things you do Baby, baby, baby, let me talk to you I just love to whisper in your sexy ear Tell you that I love you, take away your fear Destroy your inhibitions, ridin' back the day Low-down, slow down, keeping low down in that funky way Higher, higher, higher, how high can you go Ride me high this morning, ride me high some more The way you move your body, it is a crying shame I won't tell nobody if you will do the same If you leave tomorrow, one thing that's for sure The more you get, the more you've got, the more you want some more Higher, higher, higher, how high can you go Ride me high this morning, ride me high some more Higher, higher, higher, how high can you go Ride me high this morning, ride me high some more |
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from J. J. Cale - J.J. Cale Gold (2007)
(J.J. Cale)
Low-down way you're feeling, the sexy things you do Baby, baby, baby, let me talk to you I just love to whisper in your sexy ear Tell you that I love you, take away your fear Destroy your inhibitions, ridin' back the day Low-down, slow down, keeping low down in that funky way Higher, higher, higher, how high can you go Ride me high this morning, ride me high some more The way you move your body, it is a crying shame I won't tell nobody if you will do the same If you leave tomorrow, one thing that's for sure The more you get, the more you've got, the more you want some more Higher, higher, higher, how high can you go Ride me high this morning, ride me high some more Higher, higher, higher, how high can you go Ride me high this morning, ride me high some more |
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from J. J. Cale - #8 (1983)
One drink of whisky, one drink of gin
One drink of vodka and I told my friends Things don't seem quite like they used to As reality leaves, so does the blues One toke of reefer, a little cocaine One shot of morphine and things begin to change Things don't seem quite like they used to As reality leaves, so does the blues Up around here, back down again I've been up on top, don't bother, my friend Things don't seem quite like they used to As reality leaves, so does the blues |
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from J. J. Cale - Okie (1995)
Hell, I travel on life's pathways
Know not what the years may hold Hell, I've wandered, oh, grows fonder Precious memories flood my soul Precious memories, how they linger How they ever flood my soul In the stillness of the midnight Precious, sacred scenes unfold Precious memories, how they linger How they ever flood my soul In the stillness of the midnight Precious, sacred scenes unfold |
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from J. J. Cale - Really (1990)
Hiding in the alley, smoking cigarettes
Tippling in the corner, Lord, I can't forget I ain't seen no rolling, no rolling do I need Come and get me mama, I been playing in the street Grown into a big man, grass it get me high Long before I fainted Walking through the jungle, lord what can I see Come and get me mama, I've been playing in the street Ain't no doubt about it Down that alley lonely I'm gonna call you sweetheart, you can call me sweet Come and get me mama, I've been playing in the street |
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from J. J. Cale - Guitar Man (2003)
(J.J. Cale)
Got me a woman, boy she's fine Love me in the morning, love me at night One thing about her I think is cool A perfect woman, she's got no rules Soft to the touch, silky smooth She got everything a man could use Ain't no doubt about it, when we make love She's good down under, she's good up above She's a perfect woman, she's fine I want to make love to her all the time Perfect woman, when we make love She's good down under, she's good up above She's a-ready, she's a-willin' She's got that thing Ordinary man Feel like a king She's got her hand on love for sure Forget your troubles, boy She's got the cure She's a perfect woman She's fine I want to make love to her all the time Perfect woman, when we make love She's good down under, she's good up above She's a perfect woman When we make love She's good down under, she's good up above |
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from J. J. Cale - #8 (1983)
(J.J. Cale)
Well, you can talk to the governor, talk to a prince Talk to a preacher or the president Some people lie, some people lie and deceive When they say one thing, they mean something else completely I had me a woman, love me to the end Two days later she was with another man Some people lie, some people lie and deceive But sometime later, they'll get theirs, yes sirree Well, I bought me a new car, a lemon, no doubt The wheels fell off, the salesman he was out People lie, people lie and deceive When they say one thing, they mean something else completely The bottom line, you understand When some people talk, you can't believe what they're saying People lie, people lie and deceive When they say one thing, they mean something else completely |
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from J. J. Cale - Live [live] (2003)
(J.J. Cale)
Well, you can talk to the governor, talk to a prince Talk to a preacher or the president Some people lie, some people lie and deceive When they say one thing, they mean something else completely I had me a woman, love me to the end Two days later she was with another man Some people lie, some people lie and deceive But sometime later, they'll get theirs, yes sirree Well, I bought me a new car, a lemon, no doubt The wheels fell off, the salesman he was out People lie, people lie and deceive When they say one thing, they mean something else completely The bottom line, you understand When some people talk, you can't believe what they're saying People lie, people lie and deceive When they say one thing, they mean something else completely |
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from J. J. Cale - Number 10 (1992)
Whatever happened to ole what's-her-name She used to be the big part of my game Now she's gone, but her passion is still in me I still remember the way she wore her hair Man, we used to go most everywhere Now she's gone, but her passion still lies in me Some call her a shady lady, others around her All I know, is I'm sure glad I found her Even though she's gone, her passion still is in me They say she drifted on to another place You know I just can't forget her face Even though she's gone, her passion still lies in me |
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from J. J. Cale - Shades (1995)
(J.J. Cale)
Yes, I've been moving to the highway Rambling man keeps rambling on Yes, I've been moving to the highway Rambling man keeps rambling on Well, you can't seem to see it my way Pack my jack and I'll be gone I said trouble, trouble follows easy Follows me everywhere I go Trouble, trouble follows easy Follows me everywhere I go I can't seem to shake old trouble Trouble got me down Lord, I woke this morning feeling hazy My good gal she done left and gone Yes, I woke this morning feeling hazy My good gal she done left and gone She said I was dumb and lazy Ain't no truth in that at all |
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from J. J. Cale - 5 (1999)
(J.J. Cale)
I sure do miss you babe You know it's been a while Way too long since you been gone I'm almost out of style You treat me kind and gentle You're always on my mind A love that's true I keep for you Until the end of time Someday you've got to come back Stay with me a while I'll take some time to make you mine And keep you out of style |
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from J. J. Cale - Grasshopper (1995)
I ain't high on cocaine
I don't need the pain It's bad for your brain and that's true I ain't droppin' no names I ain't playin' no games I'm just one step ahead of the blues One step ahead of the blues From Memphis to Reno From New York to Tokyo I'll try to come through for you I won't do you in I ain't no fairweather friend I'm just one step ahead of the blues One step ahead of the blues I don't rob, I don't steal I ain't beggin' no meal I ain't driven to drink, I'm no fool I don't run with the crowd I don't talk big and loud I'm just one step ahead of the blues One step ahead of the blues I've been under a spell I ain't been feelin' well I've been in a shell, and that's true Dealin' with a curse But it couldn't be worse I've been one step ahead of the blues One step ahead of the blues |
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from J. J. Cale - Grasshopper/ Naturally/ Troubadour (2005)
I ain't high on cocaine
I don't need the pain It's bad for your brain and that's true I ain't droppin' no names I ain't playin' no games I'm just one step ahead of the blues One step ahead of the blues From Memphis to Reno From New York to Tokyo I'll try to come through for you I won't do you in I ain't no fairweather friend I'm just one step ahead of the blues One step ahead of the blues I don't rob, I don't steal I ain't beggin' no meal I ain't driven to drink, I'm no fool I don't run with the crowd I don't talk big and loud I'm just one step ahead of the blues One step ahead of the blues I've been under a spell I ain't been feelin' well I've been in a shell, and that's true Dealin' with a curse But it couldn't be worse I've been one step ahead of the blues One step ahead of the blues |
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from J. J. Cale - To Tulsa And Back (2005)
(J.J. Cale)
One step forward and two steps back Been carrying them bricks upon my back Bossman told me you ain't getting paid 'til the house is built and the bricks are laid It's made out of wood, made out of stone I'm building that man a fancy home That's the way it is let me tell you jack It's one step forward and two steps back Working man he got a row to hoe He's up in the morning and down the road Carry them bricks and carry that stone Making that man a fancy home Rich man he don't work no more Talks on the phone to his stockbroker That's the way it is let me tell you jack It's one step forward and two steps back Well I'm not a thinking man you see And I'm not looking for no sympathy But one of these days I'll get my fill Be down the road and over the hill I won't carry them bricks again And I won't do it for any man If I use my brain instead of my back I'll be two steps forward and one step back That's the way it is let me tell you jack It's one step forward and two steps back |
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from J. J. Cale - Live [live] (2003)
(J.J. Cale)
The old man he catches the fish in the morning He rides the river every day I go down to the bank and I holler when he passes "Hey, old man, are they biting today" "Hey, old man, are they biting today" I wake up in the morning, thinking 'bout my troubles I go down to the water and they pass away And when the old man comes a-floating down the river "Hey, old man, are they biting today" "Hey, old man, are they biting today" Now here we've got a thing that keeps on rolling It ain't heavy, don't take it that way The old man and me, we got a good thing going He gets his fish and I sit all day He catches fish and I sit all day |
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from J. J. Cale - Guitar Man (2003)
I had an old dog, and his name was Blue
Bet your life he was a good dog too Blue chased a possum up a hollow limb Possum won, got the best of him Bye-bye Blue You good dog, you Bye-bye Blue You good dog, you Blue he died, and he died so hard He shook the ground in my backyard We lowered him down with a golden chain Every link we'd call his name Bye-bye Blue You good dog, you Bye-bye Blue You good dog, you My old Blue was a good old hound You could hear him holler for miles around When I get to heaven, first thing I'll do I'll grab my horn and call Old Blue Bye-bye Blue You good dog, you Bye-bye Blue You good dog, you Bye-bye Blue You good dog, you Bye-bye Blue You good dog, you Bye-bye Blue |
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from J. J. Cale - Naturally (2000)
(J.J. Cale)
Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide No way to relieve this feeling inside You done gave me them blues and then you took a ride Left me with nowhere to run, nowhere to hide Shame, oh shame, on what you do Can't you see that I, I, I, been feeling so blue Cast a spell on me, then you took a ride Left me with nowhere to run, nowhere to hide Pardon me, if I sound so sad I can't get to you when I want you so bad You done gave me them blues, then you took a ride Left me with nowhere to run, nowhere to hide |
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from J. J. Cale - Grasshopper/ Naturally/ Troubadour (2005)
(J.J. Cale)
Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide No way to relieve this feeling inside You done gave me them blues and then you took a ride Left me with nowhere to run, nowhere to hide Shame, oh shame, on what you do Can't you see that I, I, I, been feeling so blue Cast a spell on me, then you took a ride Left me with nowhere to run, nowhere to hide Pardon me, if I sound so sad I can't get to you when I want you so bad You done gave me them blues, then you took a ride Left me with nowhere to run, nowhere to hide |
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from J. J. Cale - Guitar Man (2003)
Words that we say could all be lies someday
Scattered to the wind, I don't know Things that we trust could crumble into dust No one can really say it ain't so When you go over a mountain When you're looking down the road When you think you're going backwards It's all in vain, it seems insane When you ask, nobody knows If our actions seem in doubt By the way we move about Seems like we're always on the run Our mark is just a scratch Like holding up a match And trying to see the burn against the sun When we're going over a mountain When we're looking down the road If you think you're going backwards It's all in vain, it seems insane When you ask, nobody knows When all our days are gone You can catch us with a song Something that seemed almost right We've known love and joy Eternity's been our toy Something to play with in the night When we're going over a mountain When we're looking down the road If you think you're going backwards It's all in vain, it seems insane When you ask, nobody knows When I go over my mountain When I'm looking down the road If I think I'm going backwards It's all in vain, it seems insane When I ask, nobody knows |
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from J. J. Cale - Grasshopper (1995)
Nobody but you in my dreams at night
Nobody but you in my thoughts Nobody but you in my dreams at night Without you I am lost Without you I am lost Can't seem to sleep after the sun goes down Walking the streets is all I do If you ever look you'll find me hanging 'round Nobody but you, nobody but you Without you I am lost Nobody but you in my dreams at night Nobody but you in my thoughts Nobody but you in my dreams at night Without you I am lost |
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from J. J. Cale - Grasshopper/ Naturally/ Troubadour (2005)
Nobody but you in my dreams at night
Nobody but you in my thoughts Nobody but you in my dreams at night Without you I am lost Without you I am lost Can't seem to sleep after the sun goes down Walking the streets is all I do If you ever look you'll find me hanging 'round Nobody but you, nobody but you Without you I am lost Nobody but you in my dreams at night Nobody but you in my thoughts Nobody but you in my dreams at night Without you I am lost |
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from J. J. Cale - Travel Log (2000)
No time for making my moves, no time
No time for hitting my groove, no time Summer comes and summer gone When I sing the very same song Set apart of all the scene How we long for all our dreams No time for making no moves, no time No time for hitting no grooves, no time The clock it turns at a rapid pace Takes us to another place The train it goes from here to there Just left me standing here No time for making my moves, no time No time for hitting my grooves, no time I had the blues this morning I cried all day I guess you lose the blues in the morning If you cry 'em away No time for making my moves, oh no time No time for hitting my grooves, no, no time |
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from J. J. Cale - Travel Log (2000)
(J.J. Cale)
Have you ever been down to New Orleans Lord, lord, them crazy queens Crying the blues is what they do down there Fortune teller, he knows your name Fortune teller, he'll tell you your game Crying the blues, that's what they do down there Money dripping from a willow tree He never want me Lazy bones, I ain't got a dime Just biding my time If I find a way to choose New Orleans, where they're crying the blues Drinking bourbon from a dixie cup Hanging out till the sun comes up Crying the blues is what they do down there French women, all I need Up and down old Bourbon Street Crying the blues is what they do down there If I find a way to choose New Orleans, where they're singing the blues |
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from J. J. Cale - To Tulsa And Back (2005)
(J.J. Cale)
She's on the grounds, that's what they say I heard the news only yesterday She's on the prowl like a siamese cat I hope I'm where it's at She's got a lover It's a guarantee That her new lover It ain't me She's got a lover That's what I'm told She got a lover I'm out in the cold She's on the grounds, that's what they say I heard the news only yesterday She's on the prowl like a siamese cat I must not be where it's at She's got a lover Puts her in a trance She's got a lover I ain't got a chance She's got a lover It's a guarantee That her new lover It ain't me She's got a lover That's what i'm told She got a lover I'm out in the cold |
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from J. J. Cale - To Tulsa And Back (2005)
(J.J. Cale)
Now my gal don't like them red red roses She don't like perfume Now my gal ain't got no fancy notions She just likes to make love all night And sleep all afternoon Now my gal don't drive no Cadillac car She's got no place to go She's just undecided Fake it through the day "The night time is the right time you know" She can't sing and she can't dance She can't walk too well She can't cook and she can't sew But boy she can sure raise hell My my my, She sure gets high My my my my my |
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from J. J. Cale - To Tulsa And Back (2005)
(J.J. Cale)
Rattlin' rattlin' rattlin' round, all this talk and making sounds Talkin' fast, talkin' low, we called him Motormouth He say you called, he say it's you, it's anything that you can use If you need it, need it now, he'll be there, Motormouth I know you see him everywhere, in your face he's always here If you try to back away, he'll just say, "Hey! Gotta a tip for you man, listen to the understanding Now if you can't endure the life, I'm Motormouth, I'm on your side" He's real quick to advise, stretch the truth and tell you lies Never, never talkin' slow, Motormouth is on the go Needs some paper really quick, he'll take you down his mini slate He's got the balls, he's got the clout, alway talkin', Motormouth I know you see him everywhere, in your face he's always here If you try to back away, he'll just say, "Hey! Gotta a tip for you man, listen to the understanding Now if you're down the road of life, I'm Motormouth, I'm on your side" Rattlin' rattlin' rattlin' round, all this talk and making sounds Talkin' fair, let's talk tomorrow, we called him Motormouth |
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from J. J. Cale - #8 (1983)
Money talks, it'll tell you a story
Money talks, says strange things Money talks very loudly You'd be surprised the friends you can buy with small change They say it's the root of all evil They say gold is the king Money talks, you'd better believe it All that gold don't mean a thing Rich people, hear those pockets jingle Spare change, hear the down-and-outers cry Money talks, tip-toe up behind you Steal what they can, off the cuff or on the sly Money talks Money talks Money talks Money talks |
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from J. J. Cale - Live [live] (2003)
Money talks, it'll tell you a story
Money talks, says strange things Money talks very loudly You'd be surprised the friends you can buy with small change They say it's the root of all evil They say gold is the king Money talks, you'd better believe it All that gold don't mean a thing Rich people, hear those pockets jingle Spare change, hear the down-and-outers cry Money talks, tip-toe up behind you Steal what they can, off the cuff or on the sly Money talks Money talks Money talks Money talks |
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