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from Jackson C. Frank - Blues Run The Game (1996)
Catch a boat to England, baby,
Maybe to Spain, Wherever I have gone, Wherever I've been and gone, Wherever I have gone The blues are all the same. Send out for whisky, baby, Send out for gin, Me and room service, honey, Me and room service, babe, Me and room service Well, we're living a life of sin When I'm not drinking, baby, You are on my mind, When I'm not sleeping, honey, When I ain't sleeping, mama, When I'm not sleeping Well you know you'll find me crying. Try another city, baby, Another town, Wherever I have gone, Wherever I've been and gone, Wherever I have gone The blues come following down. Living is a gamble, baby, Loving's much the same, Wherever I have played, Wherever I throw them dice, Wherever I have played The blues have run the game. Maybe tomorrow, honey, Someplace down the line, I'll wake up older, So much older, mama, Wake up older And I'll just stop all my trying. Catch a boat to England, baby, Maybe to Spain, Wherever I have gone, Wherever I've been and gone, Wherever I have gone The blues are all the same. |
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from Jackson C. Frank - Blues Run The Game (1996)
Don't look back
Over your shoulder Keep your eye on freedom shore 'Cause you know The brave men with you Also pay the wages of war You can read all about justice In a million books and more But there aren't words To bring back Evers Nor pay the price That he stood for So don't look back Over your shoulder Keep your eye on freedom shore 'Cause you know The brave men with you Also pay the wages of war Well can't you hear the bells of Selma Calling out their mournful chimes Just another death for justice Another sorrow that's yours and mine So don't look back Over your shoulder Keep your eye on freedom shore 'Cause you know The brave men with you Also pay the wages of war Well there are walls that make a prison Many names that can bring hate You tear a€?em down and ride a€?em over Before you find It's just too late So don't look back Over your shoulder Keep your eye on freedom shore 'Cause you know The brave men with you Also pay the wages of war |
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from Jackson C. Frank - Blues Run The Game (1996)
Kimbie wants a nine dollar show
Kimbie wants a nine dollar show She wants a nine dollar show And I need Well baby where you been so long Baby where you been so long I've been in that state pen With them rough and rowdy, rough and rowdy, rough and rowdy men Well baby where you been so long Baby where you been so long I've been in your state pen And I gotta go back again Well baby where you been so long Kimbie let your hair hang down Kimbie let your hair, let it hang down Let your hair hang down And your bangs all curl around Kimbie let your hair hang down Kimbie let your hair, let it hang down Let your hair hang down And come the morning You know I'll be gone Well baby let your hair hang down Well I wished I was a mole in the ground I wished I were a mole in the ground I was a mole in the ground And that I'd tear, I'd tear this mountain down Wished I was a mole in the ground |
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from Jackson C. Frank - Blues Run The Game (1996)
Yellow walls that shine like silver
Dark green windows Stare never closed From yellow walls that shine like silver Through the hands I choose to hold Painting nightlight In searching questions Cannot catch the shadow That is me Running naked And unmentioned Through the death Of a saltless sea No one knows me In the morning No one sees me go walking by And if I listen while no one answers The winds can only echo a goodbye While through your windows And through your walls I see you made of crystal light I see you running and never moving I see you waiting for my knife Through yellow walls that shine like silver Dark green windows Stare never closed Through yellow walls that shine like silver Through the hands I choose to hold |
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from Jackson C. Frank - Blues Run The Game (1996)
Monday's shine, yes an' Tuesday's rain
While the days that go by baby like a south bound train Well its funny thinking you won't ever call my name Here comes lonely Here come the blues Well the words they won't come babe You know my tongue is cold Well there's nothing new blue lady, that won't get old Yes the dealer's gone down And I just better fold Here comes lonely Here comes the blues You know the sun has run down, oh She's gone out to hide Yes and I'm out walking While midnight rides Just me, the good time Charlie's, and the suicides Here comes lonely Here come the blues While Thursday's dry Yes and Friday's just the same Maybe come down blue Monday I will grab the brakes again Cause no bottle of pills can kill this pain Here comes lonely Here come the blues Here comes lonely Here come the blues |
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from Jackson C. Frank - Blues Run The Game (1996)
Gold and silver
Is the Autumn Soft and tender Are the skies Yes and no Are the answers Written in My true love's eyes Autumn's leaving And winter's coming I think that I'll be moving along I've got to leave her And find another I've got to sing my heart's True song Round and round The burning circle All the seasons One, two and three Autumn comes And then the Winter Spring is born The world is free Gold and silver Bounds my heart on All too soon They fade and die And then I'd know There'd be no others Milk and honey Where they lie |
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from Jackson C. Frank - Blues Run The Game (1996)
I've seen your face in every place that I'll be goin'
I read your words like black hungry birds read every song Rise and fall Spin and call And my name Is carnival Sad music in the night Sings a scream of light out of chorus And voices you might hear appear and disappear In the forest Short and tall throw the ball And my name is carnival Strings of yellow tears Drip from black wire fears In the meadow And their white halos spin With an anger that is thin And turns to sorrow King of all Hear me call Hear my name Carnival Here there is no law But the arcade's penny claw Hanging empty The painted laughing smile And the turning of the style Do not envy And the small Can steal the ball To touch the face Of carnival The fat woman frowns At screaming frightened clowns That move enchanted And a shadow lie and waits Outside your iron gates With one wish granted Colours fall Throw the ball Play the game Of carnival Without a thought of size You come to hypnotize The danger The world that comes apart Has no single heart When life is stranger Wheel and call Clawed dreams all In the name Of carnival Wheel and call Clawed dreams all In the name Of carnival |
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from Jackson C. Frank - Blues Run The Game (1996)
I want to be alone
I need to touch each stone Face the grave that I have grown I want to be Alone Before all the days are gone And darker walls are bent and torn To pass the time of those who mourn I want to be Alone Rivers that run anywhere Are in my hand and just up the stair Past the eyes of those who care Who can never be Alone Changes that were not meant to be Tow the hours of my memory Sing a song of love to me To say you must never Never be alone The tears of a silent rain Seek shelter on my broken pain And run away But I remain To speak the words That sing Of alone I want to be alone I need to touch each stone Face the grave that I have grown I want to be Alone |
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from Jackson C. Frank - Blues Run The Game (1996)
Just like anything
To sing To sing To sing Is a state of mind Sunlight dances slowly on a drum beats broken rhyme I speak in answers only to see them in my mind If I had a penny I'd throw it in the sea to see if would float away Or grow of any tree I play the fool of rhythm To speak of what is sane I never think of singing to those who feel the same See how high the rain falls See the color in my hair Hunt for golden pourage bowls Hear the paper tear Just like anything To sing To sing To sing Is a state of mind Death gives no reason So why should I Death has no season So I know I'll never die Just like anything To sing To sing To sing Is a state of mind |
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from Jackson C. Frank - Blues Run The Game (1996)
Wondering and waiting
My back against the wall Not a word that passed between us Comes to call Just your shadow on the window And your step on down the hall You never wanted me babe You never knew me at all I haven't any picture To set before my eyes Nothing to blame When the blues start to rise Just the memory of laughter And the living out of lies And if I could change my ways babe You'd never have said goodbye If you ever get the time baby Please think on me It's a lock that can't be broken And there isn't any key And I'm only in your mind Only you can set me free You can't hurt me anymore babe And that isn't hard to see Someday someone will leave you And I know you'll feel the same You'll mark it down to memory And the dream that never came Well there are no answers given When love is just a game You never wanted me babe And now I feel the same |
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from Jackson C. Frank - Blues Run The Game (1996)
Catch a boat to England, baby,
Maybe to Spain, Wherever I have gone, Wherever I've been and gone, Wherever I have gone The blues are all the same. Send out for whisky, baby, Send out for gin, Me and room service, honey, Me and room service, babe, Me and room service Well, we're living a life of sin When I'm not drinking, baby, You are on my mind, When I'm not sleeping, honey, When I ain't sleeping, mama, When I'm not sleeping Well you know you'll find me crying. Try another city, baby, Another town, Wherever I have gone, Wherever I've been and gone, Wherever I have gone The blues come following down. Living is a gamble, baby, Loving's much the same, Wherever I have played, Wherever I throw them dice, Wherever I have played The blues have run the game. Maybe tomorrow, honey, Someplace down the line, I'll wake up older, So much older, mama, Wake up older And I'll just stop all my trying. Catch a boat to England, baby, Maybe to Spain, Wherever I have gone, Wherever I've been and gone, Wherever I have gone The blues are all the same. |
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from Jackson C. Frank - Blues Run The Game (1996)
The ghost of her hair
Floats over there And the smile, the smile It seems so lonely She gave me her hand As I struck up the band And she seemed to say, she seemed to say ‘You're the only' And then we danced like two snowflakes In the falling wind In the wind And do me a favour god Won't you let Marlene come in The gymnasium floor The price bound door The jungle bird the jungle bird That you showed me Her love was so clean To tell the truth Marlene The sound of your tambourine still owns me We were so young then Now that I'm old I know, oh I know I loved you right then I would have made Marlene let go My friends in the bars Hell they only see the scars And they do not give a damn, they do not give a damn That I loved you I don't know why But once you've seen the sky You think you know all birds are lovely But there's snow on the ground In Woodstock tonight It's 22 years dead Since I saw the light The world it explodes As such a high powered load To run, to run, to run Was all I left me Appeared as breeze High in the clouds we're free To fly, to fly away Was the lesson You know the fire it burned her life out Left me little more I am a crippled singer And it evens up the score The ghost of her hair It floats over there And the smile, the smile It seems so lonely She gave me her hand As I struck up the band And she seemed to say, she seemed to say ‘You're the only' And then we danced like two snowflakes In the falling wind In the wind And do me a favour god Won't you let Marlene come in And do me a favour god Won't you let Marlene come in |
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from Jackson C. Frank - Blues Run The Game (1996)
Well she, she's just a picture
Who lives on my wall Well she, she's just a picture And the reason, reason, reason it is so small With a smile so inviting and a body so tall She, she's just a picture Just a picture That's all Well you stand there, stand there with the nightshade Her dripping ripping down your hands And you ask me, ask me about the lightning And the lady, lady, lady she understands It's a dream for the future and the water for the sands And the strangeness is wandering Through many callin' lands I'd give you, give you quite freely All the clothes on your gipsy bait And I'd suffer, suffer so long in prison If I knew you'd have to wait With the wind scouring sandstone And the ashes in your grate Somewhere no devil emperor The great whale's gone The holy plate And this caravan it becomes an alter And the priests, the priests are big as none And I'll share, share our time together Until our time together is done But your skin it was pretty And I loved, I loved another one Now she, she's just like some picture That has faded in the sun Well she, she's just a picture Who lives on my wall Well she, she's just a picture And the reason, reason, reason is so small With a smile so inviting and a body so tall Well she, she's just a picture Just a picture That's all Just a picture That's all |
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from Jackson C. Frank - Blues Run The Game (1996)
When they said that you were beautiful
I said it there and then I laid aside all resistance Forgot to say amen And when you raised your hands to me A glow therein I saw A baby of the morning Was sleeping Nature's law And it begins to seem like summer's almost gone Like the wind that blow the leaves out on the lawn I determined that I loved you You determined I am he Determined both together We meet our company And the feathers of the wild dove Floating to the ground Gliding through the branches Spinning slowly round As we wait in the mountains for the song That revives what's been between us all along In Cannes there was absurdity In Nice there was the shore In Monaco there were casinos In Asia there was war And the pipers were American The peaches fresh with cream People with vibrations Just wild robots by some stream And now we grasp imaginary straws And shuffle through the sea with bright new claws If what we know can save us Then it's time to make the try Every time they try to make us Servants of some lie The children born of bodies In bold with pattern scheme It's a funny, funny world you live in a€?Til you learn that it's a dream Sea serpents are rockage made of clay Explaining how we were yesterday Still I said that you were beautiful I said it there and then I laid aside resistance Forgot to say amen And when you raised your hands to me A glow therein I see The childhood of that beauty Which belongs to you and me And I realise that summer is never gone Like the wind that blow the leaves out on the lawn Out on the lawn Out on the lawn On the lawn |
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from Jackson C. Frank - Blues Run The Game (1996)
Why don't you cry for me Baby?
Help me make it through Why don't you see me lately? I'm sad that I'm true I looked up the page and your portrait it was mine Knew it was the only one of its kind I pulled out my money on the run Did not mean to hurt any one But I got to sing it, baby And tell it for fun Might as well defend the whole body I'm in love with someone Several years of rubies and pearls at her breast She's a demon, she's a demon, she's a demon lover Just like all the rest Or else she's billing out her wings In the many shades of contentment she brings I got to hide it baby Because of you And I hope that you're proud now honey It's all I can do I lit the darkness, darling Come and build up my mind And I can see the likeness baby Your pain had to find Is it any mystery how we come to fall In and out of love when sympathy's so small? And I never meaning for some tears to come Still you leave your silken flings all undone Why don't you call me sugar? Like you used to do I know you kisses are pure poison I'm a-counting on you And I know that you heads half crazy And I'm walk crawling too And lets make some hoops up Daisy I'm a-counting on you |
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from Jackson C. Frank - Blues Run The Game (1996)
Crying like a baby
In my Momma's arms The day they came to tell me You were gone What have you done to me You did not do before? I had you standing right next to me On the floor Well, we sang in the same places We were a double draw And the folks came to see us Had it all But they took you to some stony place And they broke your double jaw Now the pieces of its ivory Line the wall With cold iron in the fireplace And pictures of the war Well I guess it's dying a peaceful death So far Yes I guess it's dying a peaceful death So far Crying like a baby In my Momma's arms The day they came to tell me You were gone You were gone You were gone |
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from Jackson C. Frank - Blues Run The Game (1996)
Halloween is signal I received in France
watching all the traffic going by your hair is done in sequins you wear leather pants soldiers at the crossroads wave goodbye and it's already over in October already Christmas every year always good to sing when you are sober always good to wipe away a tear sometimes I think we'll all go up in smoke owing that the passage is not clear there is a man who probably will choke on the words that sound so violently sincere and it's already over in October already Christmas every year always good to sing when you are sober always good to wipe away a tear there was a woman wore my ring upon her hand warning me to judge the way I feel right on surface of everything I planned she cut to deep to ever really heal and it's already over in October already Christmas every year always good to sing when you are sober always good to wipe away a tear I see you I'll nod to some passing face of God who never really answer me at prayer the savior is quite odd he prefers the prod his kingdom is near but the thin air |
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from Jackson C. Frank - Blues Run The Game (1996)
It's cold and it's lonesome
But it aint no big ride The horses are helpless Young child fixin' to die It's cold and it's lonesome Aint no second-in-command Go where you will now Fate's on the land You who rule people Are princes and kings See my body is open See my father lay waste Fly swift as an eagle Take comfort from that And child fixin' to die now My little boy's time has come You who rule people Eternally free Of robbing your prisoners Take a lesson from me It's cold and it's lonesome But it aint no big ride The horses are helpless Young child fixin' to die The horses are helpless Young child fixin' to die |
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from Jackson C. Frank - Blues Run The Game (1996)
If it was hope
If it was rope It was an alcove Built on a slope I got to you Over drinks and Martinis And slight overdue We wait for our background To sell us the news How we got together The night of the blues Sitting at the bar Initialling a star Caught in the circle Of going so far Out the street was a cryer The lights blew a fuse How we got together The night of the blues Now that I know you And you know me too Panic forgives me For trying to choose The piano was dancing The winds knew the tune How we got together The night of the blues I made a hat Out of newspaper runes And you had a chat With the man in the moon We both had a chance To exchange our views How we got together The night of the blues How we got together The night of the blues |
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from Jackson C. Frank - Blues Run The Game (1996)
If it was hope
If it was rope It was an alcove Built on a slope I got to you Over drinks and Martinis And slight overdue We wait for our background To sell us the news How we got together The night of the blues Sitting at the bar Initialling a star Caught in the circle Of going so far Out the street was a cryer The lights blew a fuse How we got together The night of the blues Now that I know you And you know me too Panic forgives me For trying to choose The piano was dancing The winds knew the tune How we got together The night of the blues I made a hat Out of newspaper runes And you had a chat With the man in the moon We both had a chance To exchange our views How we got together The night of the blues How we got together The night of the blues |
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from Jackson C. Frank - Blues Run The Game (1996)
Black girl, black girl, don't lie to me
Where did you sleep last night? In the pines, in the pines Where the sun never shines I shivered the whole night through My daddy was a railway man Died a mile and a half from town His head was found in a driver wheel His body has never been found I wish to my Lord I had never seen your face Heard your lying tongue You cause me to weep and you cause me to moan I'm sorry you ever where born My daddy's ma was an engineer My sister drove a hack van I worked out in the engine yard All day I balled the jack Black girl, black girl, don't lie to me Tell me where, where did you sleep last night? In the pines, in the pines Where the sun never shines I shivered the whole night through |
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from Jackson C. Frank - Jackson C Frank (Remastered) (1965)
Catch a boat to England, baby,
Maybe to Spain, Wherever I have gone, Wherever I've been and gone, Wherever I have gone The blues are all the same. Send out for whisky, baby, Send out for gin, Me and room service, honey, Me and room service, babe, Me and room service Well, we're living a life of sin When I'm not drinking, baby, You are on my mind, When I'm not sleeping, honey, When I ain't sleeping, mama, When I'm not sleeping Well you know you'll find me crying. Try another city, baby, Another town, Wherever I have gone, Wherever I've been and gone, Wherever I have gone The blues come following down. Living is a gamble, baby, Loving's much the same, Wherever I have played, Wherever I throw them dice, Wherever I have played The blues have run the game. Maybe tomorrow, honey, Someplace down the line, I'll wake up older, So much older, mama, Wake up older And I'll just stop all my trying. Catch a boat to England, baby, Maybe to Spain, Wherever I have gone, Wherever I've been and gone, Wherever I have gone The blues are all the same. |
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from Jackson C. Frank - Jackson C Frank (Remastered) (1965)
Don't look back
Over your shoulder Keep your eye on freedom shore 'Cause you know The brave men with you Also pay the wages of war You can read all about justice In a million books and more But there aren't words To bring back Evers Nor pay the price That he stood for So don't look back Over your shoulder Keep your eye on freedom shore 'Cause you know The brave men with you Also pay the wages of war Well can't you hear the bells of Selma Calling out their mournful chimes Just another death for justice Another sorrow that's yours and mine So don't look back Over your shoulder Keep your eye on freedom shore 'Cause you know The brave men with you Also pay the wages of war Well there are walls that make a prison Many names that can bring hate You tear a€?em down and ride a€?em over Before you find It's just too late So don't look back Over your shoulder Keep your eye on freedom shore 'Cause you know The brave men with you Also pay the wages of war |
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from Jackson C. Frank - Jackson C Frank (Remastered) (1965)
Kimbie wants a nine dollar show
Kimbie wants a nine dollar show She wants a nine dollar show And I need Well baby where you been so long Baby where you been so long I've been in that state pen With them rough and rowdy, rough and rowdy, rough and rowdy men Well baby where you been so long Baby where you been so long I've been in your state pen And I gotta go back again Well baby where you been so long Kimbie let your hair hang down Kimbie let your hair, let it hang down Let your hair hang down And your bangs all curl around Kimbie let your hair hang down Kimbie let your hair, let it hang down Let your hair hang down And come the morning You know I'll be gone Well baby let your hair hang down Well I wished I was a mole in the ground I wished I were a mole in the ground I was a mole in the ground And that I'd tear, I'd tear this mountain down Wished I was a mole in the ground |
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from Jackson C. Frank - Jackson C Frank (Remastered) (1965)
Yellow walls that shine like silver
Dark green windows Stare never closed From yellow walls that shine like silver Through the hands I choose to hold Painting nightlight In searching questions Cannot catch the shadow That is me Running naked And unmentioned Through the death Of a saltless sea No one knows me In the morning No one sees me go walking by And if I listen while no one answers The winds can only echo a goodbye While through your windows And through your walls I see you made of crystal light I see you running and never moving I see you waiting for my knife Through yellow walls that shine like silver Dark green windows Stare never closed Through yellow walls that shine like silver Through the hands I choose to hold |
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from Jackson C. Frank - Jackson C Frank (Remastered) (1965)
Monday's shine, yes an' Tuesday's rain
While the days that go by baby like a south bound train Well its funny thinking you won't ever call my name Here comes lonely Here come the blues Well the words they won't come babe You know my tongue is cold Well there's nothing new blue lady, that won't get old Yes the dealer's gone down And I just better fold Here comes lonely Here comes the blues You know the sun has run down, oh She's gone out to hide Yes and I'm out walking While midnight rides Just me, the good time Charlie's, and the suicides Here comes lonely Here come the blues While Thursday's dry Yes and Friday's just the same Maybe come down blue Monday I will grab the brakes again Cause no bottle of pills can kill this pain Here comes lonely Here come the blues Here comes lonely Here come the blues |
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from Jackson C. Frank - Jackson C Frank (Remastered) (1965)
Gold and silver
Is the Autumn Soft and tender Are the skies Yes and no Are the answers Written in My true love's eyes Autumn's leaving And winter's coming I think that I'll be moving along I've got to leave her And find another I've got to sing my heart's True song Round and round The burning circle All the seasons One, two and three Autumn comes And then the Winter Spring is born The world is free Gold and silver Bounds my heart on All too soon They fade and die And then I'd know There'd be no others Milk and honey Where they lie |
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from Jackson C. Frank - Jackson C Frank (Remastered) (1965)
I've seen your face in every place that I'll be goin'
I read your words like black hungry birds read every song Rise and fall Spin and call And my name Is carnival Sad music in the night Sings a scream of light out of chorus And voices you might hear appear and disappear In the forest Short and tall throw the ball And my name is carnival Strings of yellow tears Drip from black wire fears In the meadow And their white halos spin With an anger that is thin And turns to sorrow King of all Hear me call Hear my name Carnival Here there is no law But the arcade's penny claw Hanging empty The painted laughing smile And the turning of the style Do not envy And the small Can steal the ball To touch the face Of carnival The fat woman frowns At screaming frightened clowns That move enchanted And a shadow lie and waits Outside your iron gates With one wish granted Colours fall Throw the ball Play the game Of carnival Without a thought of size You come to hypnotize The danger The world that comes apart Has no single heart When life is stranger Wheel and call Clawed dreams all In the name Of carnival Wheel and call Clawed dreams all In the name Of carnival |
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from Jackson C. Frank - Jackson C Frank (Remastered) (1965)
I want to be alone
I need to touch each stone Face the grave that I have grown I want to be alone Before all the days are gone And darker walls are bent and torn To pass the time of those who mourn I want to be alone Rivers that run anywhere Are in my hand and just up the stair Past the eyes of those who care Who can never be alone Changes that were not meant to be Tow the hours of my memory Sing a song of love to me To say you must never Never be alone The tears of a silent rain Seek shelter on my broken pain And run away But I remain To speak the words That sing of alone I want to be alone I need to touch each stone Face the grave that I have grown I want to be alone |
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from Jackson C. Frank - Jackson C Frank (Remastered) (1965)
Just like anything
To sing To sing To sing Is a state of mind Sunlight dances slowly on a drum beats broken rhyme I speak in answers only to see them in my mind If I had a penny I'd throw it in the sea to see if would float away Or grow of any tree I play the fool of rhythm To speak of what is sane I never think of singing to those who feel the same See how high the rain falls See the color in my hair Hunt for golden pourage bowls Hear the paper tear Just like anything To sing To sing To sing Is a state of mind Death gives no reason So why should I Death has no season So I know I'll never die Just like anything To sing To sing To sing Is a state of mind |
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from Jackson C. Frank - Jackson C Frank (Remastered) (1965)
Wondering and waiting
My back against the wall Not a word that passed between us Comes to call Just your shadow on the window And your step on down the hall You never wanted me babe You never knew me at all I haven't any picture To set before my eyes Nothing to blame When the blues start to rise Just the memory of laughter And the living out of lies And if I could change my ways babe You'd never have said goodbye If you ever get the time baby Please think on me It's a lock that can't be broken And there isn't any key And I'm only in your mind Only you can set me free You can't hurt me anymore babe And that isn't hard to see Someday someone will leave you And I know you'll feel the same You'll mark it down to memory And the dream that never came Well there are no answers given When love is just a game You never wanted me babe And now I feel the same |
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from Jackson C. Frank - Jackson C Frank (Remastered) (1965)
The ghost of her hair
Floats over there And the smile, the smile It seems so lonely She gave me her hand As I struck up the band And she seemed to say, she seemed to say ‘You're the only' And then we danced like two snowflakes In the falling wind In the wind And do me a favour god Won't you let Marlene come in The gymnasium floor The price bound door The jungle bird the jungle bird That you showed me Her love was so clean To tell the truth Marlene The sound of your tambourine still owns me We were so young then Now that I'm old I know, oh I know I loved you right then I would have made Marlene let go My friends in the bars Hell they only see the scars And they do not give a damn, they do not give a damn That I loved you I don't know why But once you've seen the sky You think you know all birds are lovely But there's snow on the ground In Woodstock tonight It's 22 years dead Since I saw the light The world it explodes As such a high powered load To run, to run, to run Was all I left me Appeared as breeze High in the clouds we're free To fly, to fly away Was the lesson You know the fire it burned her life out Left me little more I am a crippled singer And it evens up the score The ghost of her hair It floats over there And the smile, the smile It seems so lonely She gave me her hand As I struck up the band And she seemed to say, she seemed to say ‘You're the only' And then we danced like two snowflakes In the falling wind In the wind And do me a favour god Won't you let Marlene come in And do me a favour god Won't you let Marlene come in |
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from Jackson C. Frank - Jackson C Frank (Remastered) (1965)
Well she, she's just a picture
Who lives on my wall Well she, she's just a picture And the reason, reason, reason it is so small With a smile so inviting and a body so tall She, she's just a picture Just a picture That's all Well you stand there, stand there with the nightshade Her dripping ripping down your hands And you ask me, ask me about the lightning And the lady, lady, lady she understands It's a dream for the future and the water for the sands And the strangeness is wandering Through many callin' lands I'd give you, give you quite freely All the clothes on your gipsy bait And I'd suffer, suffer so long in prison If I knew you'd have to wait With the wind scouring sandstone And the ashes in your grate Somewhere no devil emperor The great whale's gone The holy plate And this caravan it becomes an alter And the priests, the priests are big as none And I'll share, share our time together Until our time together is done But your skin it was pretty And I loved, I loved another one Now she, she's just like some picture That has faded in the sun Well she, she's just a picture Who lives on my wall Well she, she's just a picture And the reason, reason, reason is so small With a smile so inviting and a body so tall Well she, she's just a picture Just a picture That's all Just a picture That's all |
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from Jackson C. Frank - Jackson C Frank (Remastered) (1965)
When they said that you were beautiful
I said it there and then I laid aside all resistance Forgot to say amen And when you raised your hands to me A glow therein I saw A baby of the morning Was sleeping Nature's law And it begins to seem like summer's almost gone Like the wind that blow the leaves out on the lawn I determined that I loved you You determined I am he Determined both together We meet our company And the feathers of the wild dove Floating to the ground Gliding through the branches Spinning slowly round As we wait in the mountains for the song That revives what's been between us all along In Cannes there was absurdity In Nice there was the shore In Monaco there were casinos In Asia there was war And the pipers were American The peaches fresh with cream People with vibrations Just wild robots by some stream And now we grasp imaginary straws And shuffle through the sea with bright new claws If what we know can save us Then it's time to make the try Every time they try to make us Servants of some lie The children born of bodies In bold with pattern scheme It's a funny, funny world you live in a€?Til you learn that it's a dream Sea serpents are rockage made of clay Explaining how we were yesterday Still I said that you were beautiful I said it there and then I laid aside resistance Forgot to say amen And when you raised your hands to me A glow therein I see The childhood of that beauty Which belongs to you and me And I realise that summer is never gone Like the wind that blow the leaves out on the lawn Out on the lawn Out on the lawn On the lawn |
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from Jackson C. Frank - Jackson C Frank (Remastered) (1965)
Why don't you cry for me Baby?
Help me make it through Why don't you see me lately? I'm sad that I'm true I looked up the page and your portrait it was mine Knew it was the only one of its kind I pulled out my money on the run Did not mean to hurt any one But I got to sing it, baby And tell it for fun Might as well defend the whole body I'm in love with someone Several years of rubies and pearls at her breast She's a demon, she's a demon, she's a demon lover Just like all the rest Or else she's billing out her wings In the many shades of contentment she brings I got to hide it baby Because of you And I hope that you're proud now honey It's all I can do I lit the darkness, darling Come and build up my mind And I can see the likeness baby Your pain had to find Is it any mystery how we come to fall In and out of love when sympathy's so small? And I never meaning for some tears to come Still you leave your silken flings all undone Why don't you call me sugar? Like you used to do I know you kisses are pure poison I'm a-counting on you And I know that you heads half crazy And I'm walk crawling too And lets make some hoops up Daisy I'm a-counting on you |
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