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from The Yardbirds - Birdland (2003)
> You made it very clear
How you feel about The way you put me down Whenever I'm around What you're thinking of You're crying out for love Crying out for love Your bitter words today Are another way Of hiding how you feel Hiding what is real What you're thinking of You're crying out for love Crying out for love The love you need so much You push away All the gold you touch Might as well be clay What you're thinking of You're crying out for love Crying out for love |
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from The Yardbirds - Little Games (2002) | |||||
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from The Yardbirds - Little Games (2002)
Well I've been running and a-hiding,
Trying to lose my mind. Well I've been running and a-hiding, Trying to lose my mind. Ever since you told me, That you weren't my kind. Drinking muddy water, I don't know how long for. I been drinking muddy water, I don't know how long for. Since I been running, babe, I been treating you like a dog. |
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from The Yardbirds - Little Games (2002)
Well I've been running and a-hiding,
Trying to lose my mind. Well I've been running and a-hiding, Trying to lose my mind. Ever since you told me, That you weren't my kind. Drinking muddy water, I don't know how long for. I been drinking muddy water, I don't know how long for. Since I been running, babe, I been treating you like a dog. |
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from The Yardbirds - Little Games Sessions & More (1967) | |||||
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from The Yardbirds - Roger The Engineer (1966)
(Chris Dreja / Jim McCarty / Jeff Beck
/ Keith Relf / Paul Samwell-Smith) Ever since the world began, Satan's followed every man. Trapping evil if he can, I tell you now his greatest plan. Invented when I cannot tell, Defied the thoughts of man so well. Man wants money for his need, But soon it sows its evil seed. Unhappiness it only brings, As man wants more and better things. If not enough the evil lies, But soon you'll find somebody dies. Throughout the years there have been wars, Power and richness have been the cause. Trapped in money's evil net, Man wants more than he can get. You don't need money. No, no, no, no, You don't need money. No, no, no, no, You don't need money. ... etc. It'll never bring you love, No more than the sun above. You'll never see the end, The money you will surely spend. But ask for help if you sin, Reclaim yourself, what a state you're in. The devil has you in his grasp, There ain't no mercy you can ask. More and more you will need, You're strangled in the clutch of greed. You can't get out, no place to go, You sold your soul - the answer's no! |
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from The Yardbirds - Having A Rave Up (1965) | |||||
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from The Yardbirds - Roger The Engineer (1966)
(Chris Dreja / Jim McCarty / Jeff Beck
/ Keith Relf / Paul Samwell-Smith) Looking at the world around, For the very first time. Never seen it all before, Hope it's not all mine. On Monday morning all alone, I woke within my house of stone. I ventured forth unto the day, These things I saw upon my way. Trees and flowers were wrapped around, With people's castoffs on the ground. Roads and noise of glass and steel, And people snared within the wheel. Tuesday looked into the sky, Where birds in peace were left to fly. Thunder rolled and lightning flashed, I watched the world as people dashed. Friday's sadness began to creep, Upon me like the deepest sleep. It seemed that only I could see, Just what my world would finally be. On Sunday back inside my room, I draw the blinds, 'tis afternoon. I let my mind find its own ways, Farewell to future days. |
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from The Yardbirds - Five Live Yardbirds (1964) | |||||
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from The Yardbirds - For Your Love (1965)
For your love. For your love. For your love. I'd give you everything and more, and that's for sure. For your love. I'd bring you diamond rings and things right to your door. For your love. To thrill you with delight, I'll give you diamonds bright. There'll be things that will excite, To make you dream of me at night. For your love. For your love. For your love. For your love, for your love, I would give the stars above. For your love, for your love, I would give you all i could. For your love. For your love. For your love. I'd give the moon if it were mine to give. For your love. I'd give the stars and the sun 'fore i live. For your love. To thrill you with delight, I'll give you diamonds bright. There'll be things that will excite, To make you dream of me at night. For your love. For your love. For your love. For your love. |
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from The Yardbirds - Birdland (2003)
For your love. For your love. For your love. I'd give you everything and more, and that's for sure. For your love. I'd bring you diamond rings and things right to your door. For your love. To thrill you with delight, I'll give you diamonds bright. There'll be things that will excite, To make you dream of me at night. For your love. For your love. For your love. For your love, for your love, I would give the stars above. For your love, for your love, I would give you all i could. For your love. For your love. For your love. I'd give the moon if it were mine to give. For your love. I'd give the stars and the sun 'fore i live. For your love. To thrill you with delight, I'll give you diamonds bright. There'll be things that will excite, To make you dream of me at night. For your love. For your love. For your love. For your love. |
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from The Yardbirds - Little Games Sessions & More (1967) | |||||
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from The Yardbirds - Little Games (2002)
Glimpses of clouds in a forest,
Can review well within us, And to never linger on one is life, Energy radiates from the source, The life around us is but a reflection of our own, Flowing within never-ending boundless infinity, Time is just a cumular limit, Which with one glimpse will overcome, Will overcome, Will overcome, Will overcome, Will overcome, Will overcome, Will overcome. |
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from The Yardbirds - Little Games (2002)
Glimpses of clouds in a forest,
Can review well within us, And to never linger on one is life, Energy radiates from the source, The life around us is but a reflection of our own, Flowing within never-ending boundless infinity, Time is just a cumular limit, Which with one glimpse will overcome, Will overcome, Will overcome, Will overcome, Will overcome, Will overcome, Will overcome. |
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from The Yardbirds - Little Games Sessions & More (1967) | |||||
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from The Yardbirds - Little Games (2002)
Goodnight sweet Josephine,
She's the queen of Clapham. Every night, She goes out with men to trap 'em, In her net, Of ecstasy. Goodnight sweet Josephine, There's no-one else quite like you. If Josephine could, She'd give you her blood. I know that she would, Love to. Goodnight sweet Josephine, Goodnight sweet Josephine, Goodnight sweet Josephine, We love you. Goodnight sweet Josephine, We love you to distraction. Whatever she does, The police will take no action. They're all in love, With Josephine. It's right that Josephine, Should do just as she pleases. And whether or not, You like what she's got, She's guaranteed not, To fail you. Goodnight sweet Josephine, Goodnight sweet Josephine, Goodnight sweet Josephine, We love you. Goodnight sweet Josephine, Goodnight sweet Josephine, Goodnight sweet Josephine, We love you. Goodnight sweet Josephine, Goodnight sweet Josephine, |
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from The Yardbirds - Little Games (2002)
Goodnight sweet Josephine,
She's the queen of Clapham. Every night, She goes out with men to trap 'em, In her net, Of ecstasy. Goodnight sweet Josephine, There's no-one else quite like you. If Josephine could, She'd give you her blood. I know that she would, Love to. Goodnight sweet Josephine, Goodnight sweet Josephine, Goodnight sweet Josephine, We love you. Goodnight sweet Josephine, We love you to distraction. Whatever she does, The police will take no action. They're all in love, With Josephine. It's right that Josephine, Should do just as she pleases. And whether or not, You like what she's got, She's guaranteed not, To fail you. Goodnight sweet Josephine, Goodnight sweet Josephine, Goodnight sweet Josephine, We love you. Goodnight sweet Josephine, Goodnight sweet Josephine, Goodnight sweet Josephine, We love you. Goodnight sweet Josephine, Goodnight sweet Josephine, |
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from The Yardbirds - Little Games (2002)
Goodnight sweet Josephine,
She's the queen of Clapham. Every night, She goes out with men to trap 'em, In her net, Of ecstasy. Goodnight sweet Josephine, There's no-one else quite like you. If Josephine could, She'd give you her blood. I know that she would, Love to. Goodnight sweet Josephine, Goodnight sweet Josephine, Goodnight sweet Josephine, We love you. Goodnight sweet Josephine, We love you to distraction. Whatever she does, The police will take no action. They're all in love, With Josephine. It's right that Josephine, Should do just as she pleases. And whether or not, You like what she's got, She's guaranteed not, To fail you. Goodnight sweet Josephine, Goodnight sweet Josephine, Goodnight sweet Josephine, We love you. Goodnight sweet Josephine, Goodnight sweet Josephine, Goodnight sweet Josephine, We love you. Goodnight sweet Josephine, Goodnight sweet Josephine, |
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from The Yardbirds - Little Games (2002)
Goodnight sweet Josephine,
She's the queen of Clapham. Every night, She goes out with men to trap 'em, In her net, Of ecstasy. Goodnight sweet Josephine, There's no-one else quite like you. If Josephine could, She'd give you her blood. I know that she would, Love to. Goodnight sweet Josephine, Goodnight sweet Josephine, Goodnight sweet Josephine, We love you. Goodnight sweet Josephine, We love you to distraction. Whatever she does, The police will take no action. They're all in love, With Josephine. It's right that Josephine, Should do just as she pleases. And whether or not, You like what she's got, She's guaranteed not, To fail you. Goodnight sweet Josephine, Goodnight sweet Josephine, Goodnight sweet Josephine, We love you. Goodnight sweet Josephine, Goodnight sweet Josephine, Goodnight sweet Josephine, We love you. Goodnight sweet Josephine, Goodnight sweet Josephine, |
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from The Yardbirds - Little Games Sessions & More (1967) | |||||
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from The Yardbirds - Roger The Engineer (1966)
(Chris Dreja / Jim McCarty / Jeff Beck
/ Keith Relf / Paul Samwell-Smith) Meeting people along my way, Seemingly alone one day, But the reality of things, That my dreaming always brings. Happenings ten years time ago, Situations we really know, But the knowing is in the mind, Sinking deep into the well of time. Sinking deep into the well of time. Walking in the room I see, Things that mean a lot to me. Why they do I never know, Memories don't strike me so. Memories don't strike me so. It seems to me I've been here before, The sounds I heard, and the sights I saw. Was it real, was it in my dreams? I need to know what it all means. Happenings ten years time ago, Situations we really know, But the knowing is in the mind, Sinking deep into the well of time. Sinking deep into the well of time. |
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from The Yardbirds - Roger The Engineer (1966)
(Chris Dreja / Jim McCarty / Jeff Beck
/ Keith Relf / Paul Samwell-Smith) You're looking my way, That's good to see. Well how I'm thinking, Is it really me. You'll give me something, That [lights up all?] It can't be just my, My eyes you call. I'd like to get to know you, sure, And take this thing just one step more, And find out just what it's all for, But he's always there. You're fixing my eyes, With a constant gaze. It could really have me, In an utter daze. Come a little closer, He's not to see, There's something going, Between you and me. I'd like to get to know you, sure, And take this thing just one step more, And find out just what it's all for, But he's always there. I'd like to get to know you, sure, And take this thing just one step more, And find out just what it's all for, But he's always there. He's always there. He's always there. He's always there. ... repeat to fade |
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from The Yardbirds - For Your Love (1965)
Sick at heart and lonely, deep in dark despair.
When you want her only, tell me where is she where? And if she says to you, that she don't love me. Just give her my message, tell her of my plea. And I know, if I could have her back again, I would never make her sad. I got a heart full of soul. I got a heart full of soul. She's been gone such a long time, longer than I can bear. But if she says she wants me, tell her I'll be there. And I know, if I could have her back again, I would never make her sad. I got a heart full of soul. I got a heart full of soul. Sick at heart and lonely, deep in dark despair. When you want her only, tell me where is she where? And if she says to you, that she don't love me. Just give her my message, tell her of my plea. And I know, if I could have her back again, I would never make her sad. I got a heart full of soul. I got a heart full of soul. I got a heart full of soul! |
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from The Yardbirds - Having A Rave Up (1965)
Sick at heart and lonely, deep in dark despair.
When you want her only, tell me where is she where? And if she says to you, that she don't love me. Just give her my message, tell her of my plea. And I know, if I could have her back again, I would never make her sad. I got a heart full of soul. I got a heart full of soul. She's been gone such a long time, longer than I can bear. But if she says she wants me, tell her I'll be there. And I know, if I could have her back again, I would never make her sad. I got a heart full of soul. I got a heart full of soul. Sick at heart and lonely, deep in dark despair. When you want her only, tell me where is she where? And if she says to you, that she don't love me. Just give her my message, tell her of my plea. And I know, if I could have her back again, I would never make her sad. I got a heart full of soul. I got a heart full of soul. I got a heart full of soul! |
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from The Yardbirds - Little Games Sessions & More (1967) | |||||
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from The Yardbirds - Five Live Yardbirds (1964) | |||||
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from The Yardbirds - Roger The Engineer (1966) | |||||
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from The Yardbirds - For Your Love (1965) | |||||
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from The Yardbirds - Roger The Engineer (1966)
(Chris Dreja / Jim McCarty / Jeff Beck
/ Keith Relf / Paul Samwell-Smith) I can't make your way. Silly men, they all get worried, Live their life so worthlessly, Troubled, bothered, flustered, hurried, They should take a look at me. Taxman, rentman, they all chase me, I ain't home when they come round. Got no money, live my life free, That's the best way, I have found. I can't make your way. I can't make your way. I can't make your way. Is that me I hear you calling? Do I hear you call my name? It ain't me that will be falling, Ten years time, I'll be the same. I can't make your way. I can't make your way. I can't make your way. I can't make your way. I can't make your way. |
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from The Yardbirds - Five Live Yardbirds (1964) | |||||
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from The Yardbirds - Little Games (2002)
I remember the night,
I was holding you tight, And I'll never forget how you were. You had ? of blue, And an umbrella too, And a beautiful long piece of fur. And as I held you close, And you'd propose a toast, With champagne; and I'd cry out "Yes sir!" And we took all our cares, Up the apples and pears, And I'll always remember the night. Velvet and lace, What an awful disgrace, With the man who was sick in your soup. He was rude, wasn't he, And I told him to flee, But he gave me a punch in the tooth. Then he left, but before, All the brandy he poured, Down your dress, and you raised the roof. And we took all our cares, Up the apples and pears, How well I remember the night. Repeat first four verses I'll always remember the night. |
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from The Yardbirds - Birdland (2003) | |||||
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from The Yardbirds - Five Live Yardbirds (1964) | |||||
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from The Yardbirds - For Your Love (1965) | |||||
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from The Yardbirds - Roger The Engineer (1966) | |||||
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from The Yardbirds - Little Games (2002)
Little games are for little boys
I'm growin' up and changin' all my toys Aeroplanes, motor cars, goldfish, and old jam jars I just don't play these games no more Little games are for little boys Lovin' games are for bigger boys Parties in Chelsea flats mixin' with kinky cats Are games I wanna play some more Ooh what they're doin' to me Darlin' its so plain to see My tem'prature's risin' but that's not surprisin' When you do what you do to me Little games are for little boys But I've found out there are other joys Margaret, Josephine, Susie and Katherine |
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from The Yardbirds - Little Games (2002)
Little games are for little boys
I'm growin' up and changin' all my toys Aeroplanes, motor cars, goldfish, and old jam jars I just don't play these games no more Little games are for little boys Lovin' games are for bigger boys Parties in Chelsea flats mixin' with kinky cats Are games I wanna play some more Ooh what they're doin' to me Darlin' its so plain to see My tem'prature's risin' but that's not surprisin' When you do what you do to me Little games are for little boys But I've found out there are other joys Margaret, Josephine, Susie and Katherine |
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from The Yardbirds - Little Games Sessions & More (1967) | |||||
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from The Yardbirds - Little Games (2002)
Little wooden soldier boy,
How he's bored to be a toy. Sitting on the mantelpiece, Was not his idea of peace. So one night at half past one, He ordered all the toys to come. He told them all a good game to play, Next day. The teddy bears and wind-up toys, Together made a lot of noise. The other side formed into ranks, Proud 'cause they had plastic tanks. High up on the shelf to see, The soldier had to jump with glee. At last before his eyes he saw, A real war. With a battle raging on the floor, The soldier boy was urging more. Soon the floor was strewn with bits, Fur and stuff and building kits. The soldier boy was feeling high, As smoke clouds rolled across the sky. He gave a last triumphant cry, And fell into the fire. |
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from The Yardbirds - Little Games (2002)
Little wooden soldier boy,
How he's bored to be a toy. Sitting on the mantelpiece, Was not his idea of peace. So one night at half past one, He ordered all the toys to come. He told them all a good game to play, Next day. The teddy bears and wind-up toys, Together made a lot of noise. The other side formed into ranks, Proud 'cause they had plastic tanks. High up on the shelf to see, The soldier had to jump with glee. At last before his eyes he saw, A real war. With a battle raging on the floor, The soldier boy was urging more. Soon the floor was strewn with bits, Fur and stuff and building kits. The soldier boy was feeling high, As smoke clouds rolled across the sky. He gave a last triumphant cry, And fell into the fire. |
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from The Yardbirds - Roger The Engineer (1966)
Don't know where to run to,
Don't know where to hide. See my future coming, Like the rising of the tide. But I lost you, Lost you woman. The only woman, Woman who was my kind. Made me lose my money, You made me lose my mind. It's people like you, baby, Don't you rule mankind. But I lost you, Lost you woman. The only woman, Woman who was my kind. But if you come back, I won't be the same. What you did to me, You can hardly call humane. But I lost you, But I still love you. The only woman, Woman who was my kind |
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from The Yardbirds - Five Live Yardbirds (1964) | |||||
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from The Yardbirds - Birdland (2003) | |||||
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from The Yardbirds - Birdland (2003)
Can you judge a man
By the way he wears his hair? Can you read his mind By the clothes that he wears? Can you see a bad man By the pattern on his tie? [Chorus] Then Misty you're a better man than I Yeah Misty You're a better man than I Oh Misty You're a better man than I Yeah Misty You're a better man than I Could you tell a wise man By the way he speaks or spells? Is this more important Than the stories that he tells? And call a man a fool If for wealth he doesn't strive [Chorus] Then Misty you're a better man than I Yeah Misty You're a better man than I Oh Misty You're a better man than I Yeah Misty You're a better man than I Could you condemn a man If your faith he doesn't hold? Say the color of his skin Is the color of his soul? Or could you say if men For king and country all must die? [Chorus] Then Misty you're a better man than I Yeah You're a better man than I Oh Misty You're a better man than I Yeah Misty You're a better man than I |
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from The Yardbirds - Having A Rave Up (1965)
Can you judge a man
By the way he wears his hair? Can you read his mind By the clothes that he wears? Can you see a bad man By the pattern on his tie? [Chorus] Then Misty you're a better man than I Yeah Misty You're a better man than I Oh Misty You're a better man than I Yeah Misty You're a better man than I Could you tell a wise man By the way he speaks or spells? Is this more important Than the stories that he tells? And call a man a fool If for wealth he doesn't strive [Chorus] Then Misty you're a better man than I Yeah Misty You're a better man than I Oh Misty You're a better man than I Yeah Misty You're a better man than I Could you condemn a man If your faith he doesn't hold? Say the color of his skin Is the color of his soul? Or could you say if men For king and country all must die? [Chorus] Then Misty you're a better man than I Yeah You're a better man than I Oh Misty You're a better man than I Yeah Misty You're a better man than I |
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from The Yardbirds - Little Games (2002)
I'm moving,
I'm gonna see the world while I can. I'm moving, I'm gonna be a well rounded man. And there ain't no room for no-one else, I've got to learn it all for myself. No excess baggage, There to worry me. No excess baggage, There to hurry me. No excess baggage, girl, I must roam, All alone, On my own, I'm hungry, I want to taste the fruits of the world. So hungry, And assure I do love you girl. But if you're what I'm searching for, My heart will lead me back to your door. No excess baggage, There to worry me. No excess baggage, There to hurry me. No excess baggage, girl, I must roam, All alone, On my own. But if you're what I'm searching for, My heart will lead me back to your door. No excess baggage, There to worry me. No excess baggage, There to hurry me. No excess baggage, girl, I must roam, All alone, On my own. I gotta roam, All alone, No excess baggage. On my own. I gotta roam, No excess baggage. All alone, On my own. No excess baggage. I gotta roam, No excess baggage. On my own. |
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from The Yardbirds - Little Games (2002)
I'm moving,
I'm gonna see the world while I can. I'm moving, I'm gonna be a well rounded man. And there ain't no room for no-one else, I've got to learn it all for myself. No excess baggage, There to worry me. No excess baggage, There to hurry me. No excess baggage, girl, I must roam, All alone, On my own, I'm hungry, I want to taste the fruits of the world. So hungry, And assure I do love you girl. But if you're what I'm searching for, My heart will lead me back to your door. No excess baggage, There to worry me. No excess baggage, There to hurry me. No excess baggage, girl, I must roam, All alone, On my own. But if you're what I'm searching for, My heart will lead me back to your door. No excess baggage, There to worry me. No excess baggage, There to hurry me. No excess baggage, girl, I must roam, All alone, On my own. I gotta roam, All alone, No excess baggage. On my own. I gotta roam, No excess baggage. All alone, On my own. No excess baggage. I gotta roam, No excess baggage. On my own. |
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from The Yardbirds - Little Games Sessions & More (1967) | |||||
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from The Yardbirds - Little Games (2002)
Gone, gone away,
Gone away, Almost nothing to do. Gone away, Now I'm far from you, Though I'm alone now, And there's nobody near, I hush my voice, Lest they should hear My prayers go up to the sky, Deep within me I die, I'll never cry, No-one must see me this way. Left, left to find, Someone kind, Who won't leave me behind, Who will guide me, When I am blind Soothe my brow, When thoughts hurt my brain Help me love, When faced with pain. I long to find someone who, Will remind me of you, Only the black rose knows what I will do. Silence, silence now, Not a sound, Stillness everywhere now, And the trees, To the wind gently bow Only visions of the past and the gloom, And for the moment you're in the room, And just as flowers bloom and die, No-one watching to cry Only the black rose stands up to the sky. Only the black rose stands up to the sky. Only the black rose. |