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Roadhouse Blues Keep your eyes on the road, your hands upon the wheel Keep your eyes on the road, your hands upon the wheel Yeah, were goin to the roadhouse, gonna have a real good time Yeah, in back of the roadhouse they got some bungalows Yeah, in back of the roadhouse they got some bungalows And thats for the people who like to go down slow Let it roll baby, roll; Let it roll baby, roll; Yeah, let it roll, all night long Ashen lady, Ashen lady, give up your vows! Give up your vows! Save our city, save our city, right now! When I woke up this morning I got myself a beer When I woke up this morning I got myself a beer The future is uncertain and the end is always nearback to top Waiting For The Sun At first flash of Eden we raced down to the sea, Standing there on freedoms shore Waiting for the sun, waiting for the sun, Waiting for the sun Cant you feel it, now that spring has come; That its time to live in the scattered sun Waiting for the sun, waiting for the sun, Waiting for the sun, waiting for the sun Waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting, Waiting for you to come along; Waiting for you to hear my song; Waiting for you to come along; Waiting for you to tell me what went wrong This is the strangest life Ive ever knownback to top You Make Me Real I really want you really do, Really need you, baby, God knows I do Cause Im not real enough without you; Oh, what can I do? You make me real, you make me feel like lovers feel You make me throw away mistaken misery Make me free, love. Make me free I really want you really do, Really need you, baby, really do Cause Im not real enough without you; Oh, what can I do? You make me real, only you, baby, have that appeal So let me slide in your tender sunken sea, Make me free, love, make me freeback to top Peace Frog Theres blood in the streets its up to my ankles, Blood in the streets its up to my knee; Blood in the streets of the town of Chicago, Blood on the rise, its following me, Just about the break of day She came, then she drove away, sunlight in her hair Blood on the streets runs a river of sadness Blood in the streets, its up to my thigh The river runs down the legs of the city; The women are crying red rivers of weeping She came in town and then she drove away, sunlight in her hair Indians scattered on dawns highway Bleeding ghosts crowd the young childs fragile Egg-shell mind Blood in the streets of the town of New Haven; Blood stains the roofs and the palm trees of Venice Blood in my love in the terrible summer; Bloody red sun of fantastic L.A. Blood screams her brain as the chop off her fingers Blood will be born in the birth of a nation; Blood is the rose of mysterious union Theres blood in the streets its up to my ankles Blood in the streets its up to my knee; Blood in the streets of the town of Chicago, Blood on the rise, its following meback to top Blue Sunday I found my own true love was on a Blue Sunday She looked at me and told me I was the only one in the world; Now I have found my girl My girl awaits for me in tender time My girl is mine, she is the world, She is my girlback to top Ship Of Fools The human race was dying out, No-one left to scream and shout People walking on the moon, Smog will get you pretty soon Evryone was hangin out, Hangin up and hangin down Hangin in and holdin fast, Hope our little world will last Yeah, Along came Mister Goodtrips Looking for a new ship Come on, people, better climb on board; Come on, baby, now were going home Ship of fools, ship of fools, Smog will get you pretty soon The human race was dying out, No-one left to scream and shout People walking on the moon, Smog will get you pretty soonback to top Land Ho! Grand-ma loved a sailor Who sailed the frozen sea Grand-pa was a whaler And he took me on his knee He said, Son, Im goin crazy From livin on the land. Got to find my shipmates And walk on foreign sands This old man was graceful, With silver in his smile He smoked a briar pipe and He walked four country miles Singing song of shady sisters And old time liberty, Songs of love and songs of death, And songs to set men free Ive got three ships and sixty men, A course for ports unread Ill stand at mast, let north winds blow Till half of us are dead Land Ho! Well, it I get my hands on a dollar bill, Gonna buy a bottle and drink my fill If I get my hands on a number five, Gonna skin that little girl aline If I get my hands on a number two Come back home and marry you, Marry you, marry you. All right! Land Ho!back to top The Spy Im a spy in the house of Love I know the dream that youre dreamin of; I know the word that you long to hear I know your deepest secret fear I know evrything: Evrything you do; Evrywhere you go; Evryone you know Im a spy, I know your deepest secret fear I know your deepest secret, Im a spy I can see what you do; And I knowback to top Queen Of The Highway She was a princess, Queen of the Highway Sign on the road said: Take us to Madre No one could save her, save the blind tiger He was a monster, black dressed in leather She was a princess, Queen of the Highway Now they are wedded, she is a good girl; Naked as children out in the Meadow, Naked as children, wild as can be, Soon to have offspring, start it all over Start it all over American boy, American girl, Most beautiful people in the world! Son of a frontier Indian Swirl, Dancing thru the midnight whirl-pool Formless hope it can continue a little while longerback to top Indian Summer I love you the best, Better than all the rest, I love you the best, Better than all the rest, That I meet in the summer Indian summerback to top Maggie Mgill Miss Maggie MGill she lived on a hill, Her daddy got drunk and left her no will, So she went down, Down to Tangie Town People down there really like to get it on Now, if youre sad and youre feelin blue, Go out and buy a brand new pair of shoes, And you go down, Down to Tangie Town The people down there really like to get it on, get it on Illegitimate son of a rock and roll star Illegitimate son of a rock and roll star Mom met Dad in the back of a rocknroll car Well, Im an old blues man and I think that you understand Ive been singing the blues ever since the world began Maggie, Maggie, Maggie MGill, Roll on, roll on, Maggie MGill
Posted on: Sat, 05 Jul 2014 12:05:46 +0000

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