(Leskiw)
Been playin€™ in a band for 99 years
Been doin€™ these tunes just to please your ears
Follow the changes, there are but three
They can change, you know, any way you please
Now take this tune I€™m pickin€™ away
The way I pick is what I say
But ev€™ry once in a while it becomes a drag
So I come down off the money bag....
(Bachman-Cummings)
Vision of mine can you see it
I know a sound can you hear
I€™ve got a place have you been there
What time of day can you meet me
At 8:15
8:15
8:15
8:15
I know a song can you sing it
I€™ve gotten lost can you find me
I know a game can you play it
What time of night can you meet me
At 8:15
8:15
8:15
8:15
You have changed my style
Knowing all the while
I would thank you for it someday...
Gonna keep on lookin€™ till I find you...
(Cummings)
You know that you€™re steppin€™ on me
Draggin€™ my bone to bed
You know that you€™re real politely
Kickin€™ me right in my head
But I want to move
So leave me alone
Distress me
And give somebody else your own kind of lovin€™
Your kind of movin€™
You€™re kinda thinkin€™ about the wrong things too
Good-bye my baby
Arrivederci girl to you
(B. Cummings-K. Winter)
Train, comin€™ too fast
Pain, is it really gonna last
And you still refuse to see.
We love the dollar more than the collar
That Daddy used to wear
We love to holler more than the dollar
So take us to the fair.
We love the preacher more than the teacher
We used to have in school
We saw the teacher marry the preacher
Who do you think€™s the fool?
Can€™t you hear it like a train, comin€™ too fast
Pain, is it really gonna last
And you still refuse to see.
(Cummings)
I dig your suspenders
I get it on for your jeans
But your Nashville sneakers always drag me down
I like your blue Cougar
And your bona fide keys
But your Nashville sneakers always drag me down
One by one, the sneakers they will fade, dear
Left out in the sun to dry
Sketching shots of good dates that we€™ve played, dear
Never to be forgotten but remembered
(B. Cummings - D. Troiano)
Colder women light a fire in me
Bolder women seem to tire of me
Older women put desire in me
But without â'em to hold, where would this poor man be?
Crazy women make a fool of me
Ruthless women seem so cruel to me
And painted women actin' cool with me
But without â'em to hold, where would this poor man be?
I wanna tell you what I know
I ain't sayin' it's a lot,
But I hope it's enough to teach you
To try to hang on to what you got, I wanna say
I'm only sayin' what I mean
And I'm backin' it up, cause I've already been there, son...
I know that colder women light a fire in me,
Bolder women seem to tire of me,
And older women put desire in me,
But without â'em to hold, where would this poor man be?
Sometimes you can't live with â'em,
But you can't live without â'em,
W-O-M-E-N.
(B. Cummings - D. Troiano)
Well now they started Skinny Minnie and it turned to Ginny Ginny
With the Dizzy Miss Lizzy Blues,
She smiled while we were strollin' and I knew that I was rollin'
Had to tell my big buddy the news.
It's not the magic
It's not the music
It's not the moonlight
I don't know when I felt like this before,
About ten years time ago...
When the band was singin' "Shakin' all Over."
Well now they gave us Juicy Lucy and we did the Watusi
In a rockin' pair of blue suede shoes,
What she don't know won't hurt her even though I might desert her
Got to tell my best buddy the news.
It's not the magic
It's not the music
It's not the moonlight
I don't know
I think I've only felt like this one time before,
About ten long years ago...
When the band was singin' "Shakin' All Over."
(Bachman-Cummings)
The lone wolves howl
On Moonlight Bay
Dark moon is out
When friends fall out
When friends fall out
Birds aren€™t alone
You€™ve past all doubts
Their world has grown
When friends fall out
When friends fall out
A journey is plastic for
Someone who€™s walking on air
He falls through elastic and
There is no net waiting there
And it€™s so nice to be home again
So nice to be home again
Where I belong
No night, no day
No in, no out
No work, no play
When friends fall out
When friends fall out (listen to me talkin€™)
When friends fall out (Baby, you got nothin€™)
When friends fall out
And it€™s so nice to be home again
So nice to be home again
Where I belong.
(Cummings)
He comes home after working for so many many years
Lays down weary on his bed
So many worries, broken dreams and fears, hurting things that people said.
Is there something you could do for him right now if you were there?
Is there some kind word that you would say to him if you were there?
He don't remember mama
His mama never saw his face
The wounds he suffered from an angry, bitter world
Are something time cannot erase
Is there something you could do for him right now if you were there?
Is there some kind word that you would say to him if you were there?
(Cummings-Winter)
Meet my lady every morning half past nine when the bells begin to ring,
Looking out the window down the road and I see the same damn thing,
Three days to get it on, three days to get it off and three more days to die,
And I€™m six feet down and I€™m asking the good Lord up in heaven
Why
You can€™t find all the answers if you€™re always standing in the rain,
And once the chance goes by it just might not come round again,
Three days to build it up, three days to tear it down and three more days to die,
And I€™m still six feet down still wonderin€™, prayin€™ and asking
Why
We gotta have a reason and you know it
Freedom, paint me a picture,
Show it to me right now, Freedom, paint me a picture,
Where are you freedom
Meet my lady every morning half past nine when the bells begin to ring,
Looking out the window down the road and I see the same damn thing,
Three days to get it on, three days to get it off and three more days to die,
And I€™m six feet down and I€™m asking the good Lord up in heaven
Why,
Have you got any answers for sale....
(B. Cummings)
My girl's got some solution that's excellent for removing all the tuna and the oil
And though she laughs at the Constitution at least she'd end up owning up to being just my "goil"
The theater is raging
Destroy it
Ignorance is threatening
Ignore it
For trees
Maybe a breeze
DC hauler baby, blow the whistle mama, can't we get this aluminum woman off the ground
First class, coach, executive service now are the cakes and tarts a-runnin' freely all around
The citizen is crumbling
Destroy him
Ignorance is threatening
Ignore it
For trees
Maybe a breeze
For trees
Maybe a breeze
People comin' on about the way I greet the dawn
And how I can often seem overly rehearsed
Talkin' trash-drivel-reason-beams down on me
Matchin' me up against King James the First
And if only for an instant
Amid the hurly burly and rapid jive
I could look up at something I once thought I believed in
And thank it for the feeling of sometimes being alive
I could thank it for those show
I could thank it for those show
I could thank it for those show
I could thank it for those show
Those show biz shoes
Thank you for my show biz shoes
Thank you for my show biz shoes
Thank you for my show biz shoes
Thank you for my show biz shoes
Gon' get to heaven in my show biz shoes
Walking over heaven in my show biz shoes
If there's a heaven then there's show biz shoes
A million dollars worth of show biz shoes
Thank you for my show biz shoes
I got respect for my show biz shoes
Don't you step on my blue suede show biz shoes
I'll never give away my show biz shoes
Bright lights, big city in my show biz shoes
Impress the women with my show biz shoes
Going dancing in my show biz shoes
Whoa, I love my show biz shoes
I'm going walking in my show biz shoes
I got respect for my show biz shoes
Polishing my show biz shoes
A million dollars worth of show biz shoes
Gettin' gold records in my show biz shoes
(Wallace/Cummings)
ROAD FOOD
Jollywood, Jollywood, Chippa Chippa Chee Chee
ROAD FOOD
Drag queens, rhumba boogie, grabbin' for the prime time
ROAD FOOD
Bonafide, certified women in the washroom
ROAD FOOD
Better have a whiskey so I'll feel all right.
Each night smacks of new wonder
Catch her if you can, Kathy was a man
T.V. baby blue wires
Smile and nod your head, dead is live is dead.
I hear you walkin' down the hallway
I hear you sneakin' up the stairway
I hear you in the elevator
I know my name is in the paper
Hey, tell me what's this stuff you're sellin'
And all the stories that you're tellin'
I hear you walkin' down the hallway
I hear you sneakin' up the stairway.
ROAD FOOD
Appletown, Appletown, Chippa Chippa Chee Chee
ROAD FOOD
Hurricane wonder boy scratchin' for the scunge now
ROAD FOOD
Old Mark Mars is alive and well, Sir
ROAD FOOD
Better have a whiskey so I'll feel all right.
(Cummings-Leskiw)
I told you long ago
To stop comin€™ round
Your drinking and your gambling
Are a constant down
You€™re mock educated
And you€™re mock well read
Your mouth keeps moving
Not a word gets said
And it drags me down
To see you mess yourself this way
And I moan for you
Watching you every day.
(B. Wallace - B. Cummings)
What will become of the watcher
Whatever will happen to his soul
What will become of the watcher
When the band packs up
When the lights go out
When the band packs up and goes home
Left him sitting at his table
He could no longer raise his cane
All the people missed his message
When the band packed up
When the lights went out
When the band packed up and went home
His only friends lay in the ashtray
Each night he'd call them out by name
Before him always sat the same glass
And the townfolk thought him quite insane
What will become of the watcher
Will no one dig a grave for his soul
Whatever will become of the watcher
When the lights go out
When the lights go out
When the band packs up and goes home
It's no good anymore
When your hands are tied
Cause your friends found you out
When you broke down and cried
and the bright colored balls
That you held inside
Weren't the answer
No, no, no
Not the answer
It's no good anymore
When you know all the rules
Cause your friends pushed you out
And they all look like fools
And the stories that you sang
From the inside room
Weren't the answer
No, no, no
Not the answer
I'd like to help you but you're past that
I'd like to help you but it's too late
I'd like to look around the corner just to find what I could see
It's no good anymore
To abide by the rules
Cause you're graduating soon
From the loser's school
And the country tavern lady
In the house on the hill
Can't be the answer
No, no, no
She's not the answer
I'd like to help you but you're past that
I'd like to help you but it's too late
I'd like to look around the corner just to find what I could see
(Repeat)
Like to help you
But you're too far gone
I'd like to help you out
But it's too late now
(Bachman-Cummings)
Trinket worn with colours matching saddened eyes has lost its magic touch
People from a distant hill have crossed an ever-stretching sea of sand
Artificial flowers cannot die for life within them is illusion
Talisman, talisman grace my hand
Talisman grace my hand.
Figures made of pedigrees control the non-existent soul of John Smith
Walk the creature let it run but slacken not the rope to which it€™s bound
Ships in bottles cannot sail and neither can a tombstone kill a feather
Talisman, talisman grace my hand
Talisman grace my hand.
Kings are nothing more without the glory and the wealth behind their thinking
Let me feel the choice of seeing dawn or setting sun before I die
Myriads of painted faces rush behind the eye of the uncertain
Talisman, talisman grace my hand
Talisman grace my hand.
(Recitative)
Let me live only to do
And let me do only to live
My steel image comes with the sun
And that€™s where it slumbers now.
Talisman, talisman grace my hand
Talisman grace my hand.
(McDougall-Cummings)
Take it off of my shoulders
I don€™t need your heavy load
Take it off of my shoulders
Devil get out of my soul
Away from my soul
Wake up angel, I am calling
Don€™t want to drink this misery
Help me out so I can say now
Devil get out of my soul
Away from my soul
Dancin€™, prancin€™, high financin€™
No time left for love
There€™s only one life and you gotta make the best of it this time
Wheelin€™, dealin€™, never feelin€™
What you might have been dreamin€™ of
There€™s only one chance and you gotta grab just what you can
Take it off of my shoulders
Devil get out of my soul
Away from my soul
(Cummings/Wallace)
Well you asked me to be your escort baby
On Graduation Day
Wrote me a note and here's what you wrote
You cried boo hoo hoo
And your tears were killin' me babe
Wah wah wah.
I think you better straighten out
Gimme a break
Straighten out ... if you can
I heard you knockin' but you couldn't come in
And we went walkin' down the road to the bin
That was when you were ten, now is now, then was then
Ha ha ha.
Well I telephoned you and I asked if I might just happen to be your chaperone
To the Highbridge comin'-out do
You said goodbye and I began to cry
I said boo hoo hoo
'Cause your leavin' was shakin' me up
Wah wah wah.
I think you better straighten out.
Orly
The Guess Who
Written by Burton Cummings
Well, if you ever been to Paris and you ever missed a plane
Nothin' much to do but sit around
Think a little ???? will laugh at where you come from
Have another glass of Paris Brown
I'm alone and they're still jivin'
He plugged himself in and left her screamin'
Planes are goin' up
Planes are comin' down
Bells around here about enough to drive a poor boy mad
Planes are goin' up
Planes are comin' down
Better get to Rome and have a look at younger sister of my Dad
------ short instrumental break ------
Well, the mission was accomplished on the day that you arrived
Maria hung you out and let you dry
You never understood the language lesson that she gave you
Caught it in reflection of her eye
I'm alone and they're still jivin'
He plugged himself in and left her droolin'
Planes are goin' up
Planes are comin' down
Bells around here about enough to drive a poor boy mad
Planes are goin' up
Planes are comin' down
Better get to Rome and have a look at younger sister of my Dad
(Cummings)
Gonna leave the city
Leave my woman troubles far behind
Gonna leave the city
Leave my woman troubles far behind
One time she say she love me
Next day treat me so unkind....
I hop down to the station
Get me a leavin€™ ticket just one way
I hop down to the station
Get me a leavin€™ ticket just one way
One time she say she love me
Next day say, "little boy, go away."
(B. Cummings-K. Winter)
Well he moved out of the city from his little tiny place alone
Yes he moved out of the city from his little tiny place alone
So long Bannatyne, hello my Chevrier home.
Well now there might be a few things missin€™
Like the Indians on a Saturday night
Yes there might be just a few things missin€™
Like the odd hotel bar fight
So long Bannatyne, hello my Chevrier home.
Maybe in the summer I can build myself a rec room
And buy a power mower for the lawn,
Or maybe that depends on the orders from the office and accountants and the label and Don
The Emperor...
Hello my Chevrier
Hello my Chevrier
Hello my Chevrier adobe,
I€™m so proud of it, speak so loud of it, always.
Yes I moved out of the city and I left my Bannatyne behind
Oh I moved out of the city and I left my Bannatyne behind
I really like it here,
The people are kind to me, at quarter to three
When I sail my red Chevy past the house on the breeze
I€™m huggin€™ and a kissin€™ and a smoochin€™ and a lovin€™
Ballin€™ and a partyin€™, fightin€™ day and night
And everybody knows that that€™s the way it goes,
So long Bannatyne.
(Cummings/Winter/Kale)
Lookin€™ through a pair of sad eyes
Never feelin€™ glad eyes
Wantin€™ things they never had eyes
In the middle of up stream
Want the pictures in the green frame
Reputation with a clean name
Sing a tune without the dream fame
For a hundred maybe two
So smoke big factory
Now they€™re blowin€™ up the islands
And they€™re shootin€™ in the highlands
Soon I know they€™ll be on my lands
€˜Tis a bitter tale for true
So smoke big factory
(Bachman/Cummings)
The reverend who doesn't exist 'till you need him smiles understandingly
McCartney and Lennon just paid all the bills and made Great Britain free
And the Pink Wine Sparkles in the Glass know
How small can the world be as seen through Cleveland
Different patterns that's tall
I like them all
A bunch of young fellows from way down under led a journey that never could be
And NY no longer means New York City 'cause he once said hello to me
And the Pink Wine Sparkles in the Glass know
How small can the world be as seen through Cleveland
Different patterns that's tall
I like them all
The colour of skin still beats education
And christmas is a time to sell
And all that we know can soon be forgotten
Because what we don't know we can't tell
And the Pink Wine Sparkles in the Glass know
How small can the world be as seen through Cleveland
Different patterns that's tall
I like them all.
(Cummings-Bachman)
Tell your city slicking€™ cousin
Lay that peppermint twister down
She€™s been shakin€™ up my biscuits
Draggin€™ my feet all over town
There€™s some bacon in the kitchen
And a clean towel behind the door
Yes I€™ll meet you at the warehouse
Then I€™ll never see you no more
And it€™s too much for me
All that lovin€™ for one man
Yeah she€™s too much for me
But I€™ll do the best I can
She used to call me "Rascal"
But now she calls me "Dapper Dan"
Share The Land
The Guess Who
Written by Burton Cummings
- peaked at #10 in 1970
------ Lead Guitar ------
Have you been around
Have you done your share o' comin' down
On different things that people do
Have you been aware
You got brothers and sisters who care
About what's gonna happen to you in a year from now
Maybe I'll be there to shake your hand
Maybe I'll be there to share the land
That they'll be givin' away
When we all live together
I'm talkin' 'bout together now
Maybe I'll be there to shake your hand
Maybe I'll be there to share the land
That they'll be givin' away
When we all live together
I'm talkin' 'bout together now
------ Lead Guitar ------
Did you pay your dues
Did you read the news
This mornin' when the paper landed in your yard
Do you know their names
Can you play their games
Without losin' track and comin' down a bit too hard
Oh!
Maybe I'll be there to shake your hand
Maybe I'll be there to share the land
That they'll be givin' away
When we all live together
I'm talkin' 'bout together now
Maybe I'll be there to shake your hand
Maybe I'll be there to share the land
That they'll be givin' away
When we all live together
I'm talkin' 'bout together now
------ Lead Guitar Solo ------
Mmm, maybe I'll be there to shake your hand
Maybe I'll be there to share the land
That they'll be givin' away
When we all live together
I'm talkin' 'bout together now
Maybe I'll be there to shake your hand
Maybe I'll be there to share the land
That they'll be givin' away
When we all live together
Together, together
(Shake your hand, share the land)
You know I'll be standin' by to help you if you're worried
(Shake your hand, share the land)
No more sadness, no more sorrow, and no more bad times
(Shake your hand, share the land)
Every day comin' sunshine, every day everybody laughin'
(Shake your hand, share the land)
Walkin' together by the river, walkin' together and laughin'
(Shake your hand, share the land)
Everybody singin' together, everybody singin' and laughin'
(Shake your hand, share the land)
Good times, good times, everybody walkin' by the river now
(Shake your hand, share the land)
Walkin', singin', talkin', smilin', laughin', diggin' each other
(Shake your hand, share the land)
Everybody happy together, I'll be there, don't worry, if you're needin' me
(Shake your hand, share the land)
Call on me, call on me, call my name, I'll be runnin' to help you
(Shake your hand, share the land)
Everybody walkin' by the river now, everybody, everybody laughin'
(Shake your hand, share the land)
Everybody singin' and talkin', smilin', laughin', diggin' each other
(Shake your hand, share the land)
{fade}
Shakin' All Over
Chad Allan & The Expressions (The Guess Who)
Written by Johnny Kidd
- peaked at #22 in 1965
When you move in right up close to me
That's when I get the chills all over me
Quivers down my backbone
I got the shakes in my thigh bone
I got the shivers in my knee bone
Shakin' all over
Just the way you say goodnight to me
Brings the feelin' on inside of me
Quivers down my backbone
I got the shakes in my thigh bone
I got the shivers in my knee bone
Shakin' all over
------ short instrumental break ------
Quivers down my backbone
I got the shakes in my thigh bone
I got the shivers in my knee bone
Shakin' all over
Well, you make me shake and I like it, baby
You make me shake and I like it, baby
Well, shake, shake, shake
Shake, shake
Shake, shake, shake
Shake, shake, shake
(Bachman/Cummings)
A little boy sat crying on the floor
His daddy won't be coming home no more
He cannot reason why
His daddy had to die
And the Minstrel Boy's not singing any more.
So play violin, play
Play 'til the night is over
Music will wash away all your sorrow.
At seventeen he thought he'd never cry
And then his angel had to say goodbye
But living must go on
To face another dawn
And the Minstrel Boy's not singing any more.
So play violin, play
Play 'til the night is over
Music will wash away all your sorrow.
A moment later, life was just a dream
Remembering the things he'd done and seen
He now can reason why
He soon will have to die
And the Minstrel Boy's not singing any more.
And the Minstrel Boy's not singing any more.
(D. McDougall)
The family's in the front room cheering,
Old Dad's in the corner snoring.
Mother's helping baby walk
And Auntie Jean is yawning
In Samantha's living room.
Granddad's at the punchbowl drinking cordial,
While Grandma sees the children play
Blindman's bluff and chess, and the music plays.
All in all it's time for fun
In Samantha's living room
In Samantha's living room, in the year 1921.
In Samantha's living room
In Samantha's living room
In Samantha's living room, in the year 1981.
Runnin' Back To Saskatoon
The Guess Who
Written by Burton Cummings and Kurt Winter
~~~~~
{Spoken}
There's a province up in Canada that's right next door to ours.
It's called Saskatchewan. And, uh, in that province there's a
small town, uh, where nothing much ever happens, called
Saskatoon. This is a tune about that town. This is called
"Runnin' Back To Saskatoon".
~~~~~
------ harmonica ------
I been hangin' around gas stations
I been learnin' 'bout tires
I been talkin' to grease monkeys
I been workin' on cars
Moose Jaw saw a few, Moosomin too
Runnin' back to Saskatoon
Red Deer, Terrace and a Medicine Hat
Sing another prairie tune
Sing another prairie tune
I been hangin' around libraries
I been learnin' 'bout books
I been talkin' to playwriters
I been workin' on words, phrases
Moose Jaw saw a few, Moosomin too
Runnin' back to Saskatoon
Red Deer, Terrace and a Medicine Hat
Sing another prairie tune
Sing another prairie tune
I been hangin' around hospitals
I been learnin' 'bout dyin'
I been talkin' to heart doctors
I been workin' on disease
Moose Jaw saw a few, Moosomin too
Runnin' back to Saskatoon
Red Deer, Terrace and a Medicine Hat
Sing another prairie tune
Sing another prairie tune
This tune is home grown
Don't come from Hong Kong
This tune is home grown
Don't come from Hong Kong
I been hangin' around grain elevators
I been learnin' 'bout food
I been talkin' to soil farmers
I been workin' on land
Moose Jaw saw a few, Moosomin too
Runnin' back to Saskatoon
Red Deer, Terrace and a Medicine Hat
Sing another prairie tune
Sing another prairie tune
I been hangin' around camera stores
I been learnin' 'bout sight
I been talkin' to film makers
I been workin' on eyes
Moose Jaw saw a few, Moosomin too
Runnin' back to Saskatoon
Red Deer, Terrace and a Medicine Hat
Sing another prairie tune
Sing another prairie tune
This tune is home grown
Don't come from Hong Kong
This tune is home grown
Don't come from Hong Kong
(B. Cummings - D. Troiano)
Rosanne, I gotta take it on the lam,
What do you think you been doin'
Rosanne, you need another kind of man,
What do you think you been doin'
I left my evil ways back in my burnin' days
Nights were spent just to hold you,
You left your lovin' charms in someone else's arms
What do you think you been doin', you're my ruin,
Rosanne.
The way a lovebird flies a foolish heart just dies,
Trapped in your situation,
There's nothin' I can say, I guess it's been that way
Since the dawn of creation,
Rosanne, I gotta take it on the lam,
What do you think you been doing'
Rosanne, you need another kind of man,
What do you think you been doing', you're my ruin, Rosanne.
Could have prevented all this, if we had taken the time,
Could have prevented all this, if we had made up our minds,
Rosanne.
(K. Winter - B. Wallace)
Rock and roller steam, pulp and paper shack
Wrinkles on my head, people on my back
All going nowhere, never coming back
Got to be rich to be poor
Keeps me satisfied
Keeps me satisfied
Spending money for the time I buy
Keeps me satisfied
Man back from the dead, weasels in the pack
Approval from the Pope to stretch them on the rack
All going nowhere, never coming back
Got to be rich to be poor
Keeps me satisfied ....
(B. Cummings - D. Troiano)
Rich world, poor world, everyday it's gettin' modified.
Rich world, poor world, aren't you glad you're on the Western side,
Individual luxury just might be the trump of the game,
If you come back round with a gun at your head, I'm sure the view will never be the same.
I heard something that you never been told,
You'll have trouble just trying' to get old,
I got something, gonna give you the word,
I'm interested if you have heard,
I don't really mean to bring you right down,
The safest place for you's way under the ground,
A "HOT SOMETHIN'" that you never been told,
Told, you been told, you been told, you been told, you been told, you been told.
Rich world, poor world, fewer places every day to hide,
Rich world, poor world, I like it better on the Western side,
A growing epidemic of ignorance been keeping me on the run,
With a jaded ear and a whole lot of fear, we're gonna wither up one by one.
I got something that you never been told,
Gonna have trouble just tryin' to get old,
I got something that you never heard,
Come on now, just spread the word,
I got somethin', gonna make you hip,
Now don't go blabbin' and let it slip,
For what you got I think you over paid,
I'm afraid, I'm afraid, I'm afraid, I'm afraid.
"Hi there little starving Asian child with bloated belly, open sores, and look of despair. My, you are hungry, aren't you? You know, I'd love to help you get enough nutrition to perpetuate your misery a little further, but right now I've just got to finish this thesis on the Divine Right of Kings. See you tomorrow."
"Hi there little golden Greekette, Capri-bound modern Venus, with fenced beach and medically transformed nose and midriff... I know how heartbroken you are that your best friend beat you to Paris for the unveiling of the latest fashions, and I'd love to console you but, you see, I lost my right leg yesterday trying to scrounge up a shot of antibiotics. Oh well..."
Rich world, poor world, everyday it's gettin' modified.
Rich world, poor world, I like it better on the Western side,
A growing epidemic of ignorance been keepin' us on the run,
With a jaded ear and a whole lot of fear, we're gonna wither up one by one.
I heard somethin', gonna make you blue,
Don't get excited cause you know it ain't new,
I got somethin' gonna make you hip,
Now don't go blabbin' and let it slip, you hear,
Now I don't mean to be bringing' you down,
You won't be safe till you're layin' in the ground,
For what you got I think you overpaid,
I'm afraid, I'm afraid, I'm afraid, I'm afraid, I'm afraid.
(Bachman-Cummings)
Dark day, windy city
Raincoat on my shoulder
So take my hand and show me where to go
€˜Cause don€™t you know I€™m the proper stranger
Traffic lights, dusty sidewalks
Freeway people on the move
So take my hand and show me where to go
€˜Cause don€™t you know I€™m the proper stranger
I€™m the proper stranger
Nobody knows my face or
Knows my name
Nobody knows where I€™m goin€™ or
How I came
Lost and found, no one claimed me
All alone with a million others
So take my hand and show me where to go
€˜Cause don€™t you know I€™m the proper stranger
Broke my mind, had no spare
Nothing left and no tomorrow
so take my hand and show me where to go
€˜Cause don€™t you know I€™m the proper stranger
(McDougall/Cummings)
Order some cash, we've got another tour to make
Workin' so hard, just to pass the time away
Connie my love, our movie was great and so was the taste
It was pleasin' for reason.
Tear me apart, like a river mad, polluted
Sad for a while, still it haunts and taunts me
My friend V.O. is keepin' me tight, and up every night
It is pleasin' for reason.
Should have stayed in bed this morning
Payin' much too bad
But when I think of you when I wake up
It makes me forget what I have to do,
Think I'll stay in bed this morning
Payin' much too bad
So I guess I'll dream about you baby
And forget about where I am
And forget about who I am
I'll forget about what I am ...
Hello L.A., I hope Miss Dee is waiting
Lonely for a while, but she'll be round by midnight
Pickin' me up, and telling me tales of magic
She is pleasin' for reason.
Try to remember just where you are
Try to remember just who you are
Try to remember just what you are ...
(Cummings/Wallace)
Nothing much left to say at social gatherings
Nothing much left behind from the time before
Got to learn about losing and pushin' your time
And trying just a bit too hard
You're on a one way road to Hell
You're on a one way road to Hell
With every step that you been taking now
You're finding out you can't turn around.
Working like the Devil at my desk all day
Wishing that my paperwork would fly away
I got a paper clip holder and my desk is clean
Woe wo wo wo wo wo wo is me.
Nothing much left of faith in the Martian industry
Genuine coon skin cap was the prize before
Got to learn about selling and pushin' your luck
And trying just a bit too hard
You're on a one way road to Hell
You're on a one way road to Hell
And the deeper that you're diggin' now
You're finding out you can't turn around.
Punching lovely buttons for my family
And, if I might add, quite unregrettably
I've got a friend who's a Doctor and my blood is clean
Dip dip dip dip dip hooray for me.
You're on a one way road to Hell
You can't turn around
What you gonna do
You're on a one way road.
(B. Cummings-K. Winter)
One man army
Have you shot somebody down?
(Greg Leskiw)
One divided in two directions
Situation needs reflection yeah
close your eyes
You followed everyone€™s instructions
Never once you asked the question why
you closed your eyes
My help is here if you want it
Hold me close because I want you yeah
Hold me close
Situation needs reflection
Try to follow my instructions yeah
Don€™t be shy
One divided there€™s one direction
Only thing is introspection
yeah close your eyes
You followed everyone€™s instructions
Never once you asked the question why
you closed your eyes
Nobody knows his name
Starting it over is never the same
Nobody knows his name
They just might someday...
Pullin€™ up stakes 1893
County Cork in Ireland way across the sea
Future made of dreams, wishes and a prayer
Knowing soon the one he loves will join him there
Over and over now he dreams of his bride to be
Over and over he prays that the life they find is what he hoped it would be.
Through the good and bad he stayed to make a stand
Things are never easy in a virgin land
Gettin€™ every day proud as he can be
Caring and providing for his family
Year after year he works to give them everything he can
Year after year he works so he€™ll never have to be someone else€™s man.
Nobody knows his name
Starting it over is never the same
Nobody knows his name
They just might someday...
Bachman)
Lonely feeling deep inside
Find a corner where I can hide
Silent footsteps crowding me
Sudden darkness but I can see
No sugar tonight in my coffee
No sugar tonight in my tea
No sugar to stand beside me
No sugar to run with me
(Dat'n-doo-dow-dow-dat'n-doo-dow...)
In the silence of her mind
Quiet movements where I can find
Grabbing for me with her eyes
Now I'm falling from her skies
No sugar tonight in my coffee
No sugar tonight in my tea
No sugar to stand beside me
No sugar to run with me
(Dat'n-doo-dow-dow-dat'n-doo-dow...)
(Cummings)
Jocko says "Yes," and I believe him
When we talk about the things I say
She hasn't got the faith or the guts to leave him
When they're standing in each other's way
You're tripping back now to places you've been to
You wonder what you're gonna find
You know you've been wrong but it won't be long
Before you leave â'em all far behind
â'Cause it's the new Mother Nature taking over
It's the new Splendid lady come to call
It's the new Mother Nature taking over
She's gettin' us all
She's gettin' us all.
Jocko said "No," when I came back last time
It's looking like I lost a friend
No use callin' â'cause the sky is fallin'
And I'm getting pretty near the end
A smoke-filled room in a corner basement
The situation must be right
A bag of goodies and a bottle of wine
We're gonna get it on right tonight
â'Cause it's the new Mother Nature taking over
It's the new Splendid Lady come to call
It's the new Mother Nature taking over
She's gettin' us all
She's getting' us all...
(Cummings)
Jocko says "Yes," and I believe him
When we talk about the things I say
She hasn't got the faith or the guts to leave him
When they're standing in each other's way
You're tripping back now to places you've been to
You wonder what you're gonna find
You know you've been wrong but it won't be long
Before you leave â'em all far behind
â'Cause it's the new Mother Nature taking over
It's the new Splendid lady come to call
It's the new Mother Nature taking over
She's gettin' us all
She's gettin' us all.
(Dat'n-doo-dow-dow-dat'n-doo-dow...)
No Sugar Tonight / New Mother Nature
The Guess Who
- "No Sugar Tonight" written by Randy Bachman
- "New Mother Nature" written by Burton Cummings
- "No Sugar Tonight" was the 'B' side of the "American Woman" single
{"No Sugar Tonight"}
Lonely feelin' deep inside
Find a corner where I can hide
Silent footsteps crowdin' me
Sudden darkness, but I can see
No sugar tonight in my coffee
No sugar tonight in my tea
No sugar to stand beside me
No sugar to run with me
Da-un-do-dow dow da-un-do-dow
Da-un-do-dow dow no no
Da-un-do-dow dow da-un-do-dow
Da-un-do-dow dow
In the silence of her mind
Quiet movements, well, I can find
Grabbin' for me with her eyes
Now I'm fallin' from her skies
No sugar tonight in my coffee
No sugar tonight in my tea
No sugar to stand beside me
No sugar to run with me
Da-un-do-dow dow da-un-do-dow
Da-un-do-dow dow un-dow-dow
Da-un-do-dow dow da-un-do-dow
Da-un-do-dow dow
{"New Mother Nature"}
Jocko says yes and I believe him
When we talk about the things I say
She hasn't got the faith or the guts to leave him
When they're standin' in each other's way
You're driven back now to places you've been to
You're wonderin' what you're gonna find
You know you've been wrong but it won't be long
Before you leave 'em all far behind
'Cause it's the new Mother Nature takin' over
It's the new splendid lady come to call
It's the new Mother Nature takin' over
She's gettin' us all
She's gettin' us all
Jocko said no when I came back last time
It's lookin' like I lost a friend
No use callin' 'cause the sky is fallin'
And I'm gettin' pretty near the end
A smoke-filled room in a corner basement
The situation must be right
A bag o' goodies and a bottle o' wine
We're gonna get it on right tonight
'Cause it's the new Mother Nature takin' over
It's the new splendid lady come to call
It's the new Mother Nature takin' over
She's gettin' us all
She's gettin' us all
{1st verse of "No Sugar Tonight" sung simultaneously with
1st verse of "New Mother Nature"}
Lonely feelin'
Jocko says yes and I believe him
Deep inside
When we talk about the things I say
Find a corner
She hasn't got the faith or the guts to leave him
Where I can hide
When they're standin' in each other's way
Silent footsteps
You're driven back now to places you've been to
Crowdin' me
You're wonderin' what you're gonna find
Sudden darkness
You know you've been wrong and it won't be long
But I can see
Before you leave 'em all far behind
'Cause it's the new Mother Nature takin' over
It's the new splendid lady come to call
It's the new Mother Nature takin' over
She's gettin' us all
She's gettin' us all
Da-un-do-dow dow da-un-do-dow
Da-un-do-dow dow no no
Da-un-do-dow dow da-un-do-dow
Da-un-do-dow dow
Da-un-do-dow dow da-un-do-dow
Da-un-do-dow dow no no
Da-un-do-dow dow da-un-do-dow
Da-un-do-dow dow
{fade}
(Cummings-Winter-Wallace-McDougall-Peterson)
Sail away over northern waters
Sail away for free
Get a holiday
You€™re in the thick of it
Who makes the music when you die
Musicione
You€™re in the thick of it
Sail away over northern waters
Sail away for free
Get a holiday, musicione
Who makes the music when you die
Musicione
(B. Cummings)
Have a disease-free summer in Asia
Have a good old roughy tumble in Japan
Have a disease-free winter in Dauphin
And lie down
Lie down
Why is it not good enough for you
It is genuine
Born in years of later forties
Never pampered, or advised it was wise
To be chasin€™ after something bright and tawny
If you totaled up the score and found
That my side of the board was winning
Then my ex-friend you might be a loser
I€™m too damn surly to be forgiven
Too damned unstable to be left all alone
Too damn lucky to be livin€™ the life I am
And livin€™ the life I€™m lookin€™at
Why is it not good enough for you
It is genuine
(Bachman/Cummings)
Although I see her
She's baiting
Baiting
Although she's gone
She's waiting
Waiting
She brought me love and a yellow rose
I took her love and her yellow rose
Before the day ends the rose will die
She comes each day with the morning, morning
She leaves each night with the evening, evening
She brought me love and her yellow rose
I took her love and her yellow rose
Before the day ends the rose will die
And when the evening comes she takes her life and night away from me once more
I can no longer see her face once more before the rose will die
Please come back without the rose
Although I see her
She's baiting
Baiting
Although she's gone
She's waiting
Waiting
She brought me love and a yellow rose
I took her love and her yellow rose
Before the day ends the rose will die
And when the evening comes she takes her life and night away from me once more
I can no longer see her face once more before the rose will die
Please come back without the rose
Please come back without the rose
D. McDougall
So I packed my bags and I said I'm goin' away
Out of Toronto on the next flight I was gone
And it felt so good when I called my folks
But nothing like it felt to be alone
Lost and found town
You look so good to me
Lost and found town
You're all I'll ever see
Now I'm writin' songs for a rock and roll band
Seein' places, people from a different stand
Countin' my time
And it's still the feeling of being alone
Lost and found town
You look so good to me
Lost and found town
You're all I'll ever see
Hand Me Down World
The Guess Who
Written by Kurt Winter
- peaked at #17 in 1970
Anybody here see the noise, see the fear and commotion
I think we missed it
Anybody here see the love, see the hate, the emotion
Don't give me no hand me down shoes
Don't give me no hand me down love
Don't give me no hand me down world
I got one already
Anybody here see the long-distance cheer for the notion
Well, I think we missed it
Anybody here see the sky weepin' tears for the ocean
Don't give me no hand me down shoes
Don't give me no hand me down love
Don't give me no hand me down world
I got one already
------ lead guitar ------
Anybody here see the fuzzy-wuzzy lovin' cup explosion
I think we missed it
Anybody here see the changing of the year and emotion
Don't give me no hand me down shoes
Don't give me no hand me down love
Don't give me no hand me down world
I got one already
(Don't give me no hand me down world)
I don't really need it and I'm not gonna take it
(Don't give me no hand me down world)
A-don't give it to me 'cause I really don't want it
(Don't give me no hand me down world)
I don't wanna take it and I really don't need it, no
(Don't give me no hand me down world)
I don't wanna take it and I really don't need it
(Don't give me no hand me down world)
I don't wanna take it, I don't wanna take it 'cause I really don't need it
(Don't give me no hand me down world)
You know I don't want it, know I don't need it
(Don't give me no hand me down world)
You know I don't want it, know I don't need it
(Don't give me no hand me down world)
You know I don't want it and I'm not gonna take it
(Don't give me no hand me down world)
I don't wanna take it 'cause I don't really need it
(Don't give me no hand me down world)
Just don't give it to me, don't wanna take it
(Don't give me no hand me down world)
Gimme no, gimme no, no-no no-no-no
(Don't give me no hand me down world)
Don't wanna take it 'cause I don't really need it
{fade}
(Greg Leskiw)
It€™s been 31 years since we€™ve had a grey day
Puffy white clouds reflecting city lights may
Cause my friends to run away
Gun metal grey is the color of this day
Puffy white clouds in front and behind say
Don€™t go back to gun metal grey day
Don€™t go back to-grey days
Try to find-some better ways
Try to shine-the old ways
I woke up this morning to a perfectly grey day
Like charcoal snow it hung in the air way
Puffy white clouds used lightning to tell me
It€™s just about time to have another grey day
Puffy white clouds above and below may
Send us back to the old ways
Don€™t go back to-grey days
Try to find-some better ways
Try to shine-the old ways
Life In The Bloodstream
The Guess Who
Written by Burton Cummings
You don't believe that this whole universe
Could be inside your little sister's purse
You don't believe you're just a living glob
Like Lucy, Freddy, Ricky, Frank and Bob
We're life in the bloodstream, baby
That's the natural progression
We're life in the bloodstream
I hope the little boy don't fall and skin his knee
Ain't it hard when you discover
Your energy has to leave you for another
Don't it make you wanna lay down and cry
When they tell you it's time you have to die
We're life in the bloodstream, baby
That's the natural progression
We're life in the bloodstream
I hope the little boy don't fall and skin his knee
------ saxophone ------
We're life in the bloodstream, baby
That's the natural progression
We're life in the bloodstream
I hope the little boy don't fall and skin his knee
(Bachman/Cummings)
(B. Cummings)
Parking€™ cars, sleazy bars
Workin€™ on my next hot meal
Sudden chance, career romance
Changin€™ all the things that I€™d feel
Wondering€™ as I€™m walkin€™ if my choice was wrong
All the vows I had were gone
And there€™s one small favour I€™ll ask
Before you ramble on
Let me sing a tune if you come around to see me
Let me sing a song if you stop by to say hello
Baby let me croon a tune if you come around to see me
€˜Cause I never get a chance to sing the blues much anymore
Lost my Jew, things got blue
The kid was sinkin€™ first and fast
Empty bed, lies in my head
Comes from livin€™ deep in the past
Wonderin€™ as I€™m lovin€™ if my choice was wrong
All the vows I had were still gone
And there€™s one small favour
I€™d like to ask before you€™re gone
Just let me sing
(Bachman-Cummings-Kale-Peterson)
Woke up late this morning
Found out my people gone away from me
(Nobody anywhere I looked)
Woke up late one morning
Found out my people gone away
Spinning â'round in circles
Oh how I hate to be alone
(It's no good)
Looking all around me
Trying to find out where ev'rybody's gone
(Can't find anybody)
Looking all around me
Trying to find out where the Hell ev'rybody's gone
(Can't find anybody now)
Spinning â'round in circles
Oh how I hate to be alone
(Can't stand being all alone)
If I could have been a carpenter
Could have run around looking for things to fix
Way back a long time ago if I could have been a carpenter
I could have found a lot of things to fix
(Fix â'em all up now)
Didn't end up bein' no carpenter
And that's why they call me
HUMPTY MIX
(Winter)
Heaven only moved once yesterday
Before the moon and stars were born
Angels makin' love
And all along the coast of fear
Devil come screamin' and tear them down
Heaven only moved once yesterday
In a neon jungle far below
Bargain basement prayer
A mother mourns her dying child
Never people takin' the time to care
Heaven only moved once yesterday
Half the time they're tryin' to take â'em away
Everybody once we knew
Pay a dollar at the gate
A dead man gonna be comin' on through
Heaven only moved once yesterday
Heartbroken Bopper
The Guess Who
Written by Burton Cummings and Kurt Winter
Night school strutter just struttin' around
He can't find work since the band left town
He can't get up 'cause he can't get down
Yeah, he's a heartbroken bopper
Honor roll student graduation day
Summa Cum Laude is a big okay
Car wash king is havin' beans today
And he's a heartbroken bopper
Oh, he's a heartbroken bopper
Rise from the gutters, there's too much has gone to waste
Rise with the others, there's too much is done in haste
------ lead guitar ------
Yeah, he's a heartbroken bopper
Oh, he's a heartbroken bopper
Oh, you're struttin' with a heartbroken bopper
Oh, you're movin' with a heartbroken bopper
Oh, you're shuckin', heartbroken bopper
Oh, you're dancin', heartbroken bopper
Oh, you're movin', heartbroken bopper
You're rockin' with a heartbroken bopper
A-struttin' and a-movin' with a heartbroken bopper
Makin' it, heart broken bopper
You've seen better days, heart broken bopper
Seen better days, heartbroken bopper
{fade}
Hang On To Your Life
The Guess Who
Written by Burton Cummings and Kurt Winter
Thinkin' 'bout the people gone by
Screamin' that I don't wanna die
Well you can push your head
But don't you push it too far
Thinkin' 'bout it's here and it's real
Wonderin' how I really should feel
Well you can sell your soul
But don't you sell it too cheap
Hang On To Your Life
Hang On To Your Life
------ Lead Guitar ------
Thinkin' 'bout betrayin' a friend
Thinkin' 'bout delayin' the end
Well you can ride the wind
But don't you ride it too high
Hang On To Your Life { 11 times }
{spoken}
They gaped upon me with their mouths
As a ravening and a roaring lion
I am poured out like water
And all my bones are out of joint
My heart is like wax
It is melted in the midst of my bowels
My strength is dried up like a potsherd
And my tongue cleaveth to my jaws
And thou has brought me into the dust of death
(B. Cummings-K. Winter)
Goin€™ a little crazy ain€™t too bad
These are times I€™ve never had
Rarely good but often sad
Never knowing what we€™ve had
Where€™s it all goin€™
It€™s all goin€™ a little crazy.
It is really afternoon
Please don€™t shine on Harvest Moon
Oh my God it€™s much too soon
How long have we played this tune
Where€™s it all goin€™
It€™s all goin€™ a little crazy.
HA, HA, HA, I€™m a roadie
And I€™m proud to be one, folks.
I can give but not receive
I can love and still deceive
There are those who soon would grieve
So I cannot take my leave
And where€™s it all goin€™
It€™s all goin€™ a little crazy.
How far away is the bin....
Sneeze....
Glamour Boy
The Guess Who
Written by Burton Cummings
Glamour boy
Get your costume on, you got 'em lined up, waitin' for you
Glamour boy
You got 'em standin' in the aisles so don't hang 'em up
For twenty-five thousand dollars you can look like a woman tonight
For twenty-five thousand dollars I think it'll work out right
I think it'll work out, uh-hah
I think it'll work out, oh, you never know how to write it
Think it'll work out
Glamour boy
You been tops for a while with a million-dollar smile
Glamour boy
You got rave reviews and you're front-page news
For thirty-seven thousand dollars you can look like your sister tonight
For thirty-seven thousand dollars I think it'll work out right
I think it'll work out, uh-hah
I think it'll work out, oh, you never know how you'll write it
Think it'll work out
So spin with the archer now
And laugh in his face as he cocks his bow
Steal from his mistress
As she's makin' love to your family
And be aware that there's not many there
Who want to take time to sing and play an honest song for the people no more
C'mon, take time to sing and play an honest song for the people tonight
Don't you wanna take time to sing and play an honest song for the people tonight
{spoken}
Ladies and gentlemen, a warm ???? welcome, if you will, for the most
phenominal group of the century... Ricky and The Balloons!!
Glamour boy
You really had your fill and it's all downhill
Glamour boy
You got tales to tell when you see your old friends
For forty-nine thousand dollars you can look like a woman tonight
For forty-nine thousand dollars I think it'll work out right
I think it'll work out, uh-hah
I think it'll work out, oh, you never know how you'll write it
Think it'll work out
So spin with the archer now
And laugh in his face as he cocks his bow
Steal from his mistress
As she's makin' love to your family
And be aware that there's not many there
Who want to take time to sing and play an honest song for the people no more
Don't you wanna take time to sing and play an honest song for the people no more
Don't you wanna try and take time to sing and play an honest song for the people tonight
You can't fool 'em
Take time to sing and play an honest song for the people tonight
They're gettin' smarter
Take time to sing and play an honest song for the people tonight
Don't you wanna try and take time to sing and play an honest song for the people tonight
C'mon and take time to sing and play an honest song for the people tonight
Mmm, take time to sing and play an honest song for the people tonight
{fade}
(Cummings/Winter)
Get your ribbons on, honey
Get your ribbons on
We€™re gonna stomp, honey, all night long
I don€™t want your Rothschild ways
I don€™t want to be brand spankin€™ new
And if I said Good-bye to the things I€™ve known
I would never even say to you
You gotta get your ribbons on, honey
You gotta get your ribbons on
We€™re gonna stomp, honey, all night long
My best girlfriend, Angela
Last week up and joined the football team
And as I wiped my feet out in the vestibule
Mommy, daddy, sister all come clean
I told them gotta get your ribbons on
(Bachman/Cummings)
Friends of mine don't have the time
For food or wine
Just money is on their minds
Life is sweet
On a one-way street
They're indiscrete
And funny, they'll never meet
B-bay-b-bay-b-bay-b-bay-bay-baby...
I gotta get a two-ton truck
I gotta get a two-ton truck
I gotta get a two-ton truck
I gotta get a two-ton truck
I gotta do it to a duck on a two-ton truck and fade away like Ron Rene
All right, all right
You got the magical mystery tour
You got the magical mystery tour
You got the magical mystery tour
You got the magical mystery tour
And Kurt is the Walrus
And Kurt is the Walrus
And the Walrus does funny things to the veins in his left arm
All right
And Michael is now a father, all right
And Michael is now a proud father, all right
And my good friend Michael is now a proud father
And Michael is now a father, all right
And that means Michael's wife is a mother, all right
Up the 13 steps of the gallows walked the condemned man
And time passes very quickly when death is near
After having completed the first step, the condemned man knew there were but 12 left
Before he would meet death and his soul would leave his body
And after having completed the 13 steps the condemned man was met by a giant cloaked figure
And with a quick flick of the wrist the man was dead
And his soul left his body and went down down down
To a place we laughingly refer to as hell
But none of us will ever go there because we're all far too groovy
The man's body was left to rot on the gallows
And a great multitude of black birds came and picked the man's corpse apart
Piece by piece
Limb by limb
Until nothing remained
And his blood melted into the ground below
The gallows was made from a tree created by God
The man's blood dripped into the ground which was created by God
Even the giant cloaked figure which was the man's own end was created by God
Even the man's soul which went down was created by God
Even the black birds which picked the man's corpse apart were created by God
AND WHERE WAS GOD?
In Flanders Fields the poppies grow
between the crosses row on row
to mark the dead
To Flanders Fields the hippies go
to smoke the poppies there below
and feed their heads
And they're all friends of mine, each and every one of them, no better or no worse
And we'll probably end up down there together when it's all over
And that's why we say
b-bay-b-bay-b-bay-b-bay-b-baby ...
It's all over and it's all right.
(B. Cummings-K. Winter)
F-I-D-D-L-I-N spells fiddlin'
D-R-I-N-K-I-N spells drinkin'
I'll tell you something you might not know
You can't go fiddlin' without your bow
F-I-D-D-L-I-N spells fiddlin'
G-A-M-B-L-I-N spells gamblin'
D-R-I-N-K-I-N spells drinkin'
I'll tell you something you might not know
You can't go fiddlin' without your bow
F-I-D-D-L-I-N spells fiddlin'
Fidd-ul-in'
[Thanks to Steven Cieszynski for transcription.]
(Bachman/Cummings)
Well I've been trying for ages
And it looks like it's all in vain
And if things don't start looking up pretty soon
I'm going home.
Well the folks back home, they wonder where I've been
And they're looking pretty good to me now
So if you're thinking of bright lights and fame
Stay at home.
For there's managers and booking agents
Out for what they can get
And each one says he's your friend
But there's not one of them there but for what he can get out of it
In the end.
So if you're thinking of going on the stage
Put down your guitar, stay in school
Take advantage of your age.
Take it from me, I've been there and I've come back.
Don't be a star.
An eye can be a world
For in it are the things it sees outside
and the eye is troubled.
An eye can be a time
And watch the changing patterns hurry by
And the eye is wisdom.
An eye can be a clown
It makes a merry fool of merry fools
And the eye is laughing.
An eye can be a soul
For in it shines the hope for things to come
And the eye is wisdom.
(B. Cummings - D. Troiano)
Hey dreambreaker, you gonna laugh now that you fell down?
You broke my will and stole my soul, without even a half-ass frown.
You got Coors for Sunday, you got a way with the Negro boys,
Comes to steppin' on their women, spendin' all your cash just to hear their noise.
You got cool, not even you could ever get that hip,
Seems your nose started runnin' everytime you tried to let your backbone slip,
You know it ain't right when you're screamin' in the morning...
You got Kings at your table, they're just a backstreet bunch of clowns,
Steppin' out, have a look over, I hope I'm there to see you tumble on down.
(B. Cummings - D. Troiano)
They say that misery loves company
Maybe that's why I'm lovin' you.
But I've sure been hangin' around you a lot
Since your old man said you were through,
Down and out woman
I love the way you do what you do,
Down and out woman, woman-child,
I wanna get down, down, down with you.
I know you've had your tribulations
A good man is never easy to find,
But I'll put the sparkle back there in your eyes
And you can leave the others all behind,
Down and out woman
I love the way you look when you're blue,
Down and out woman, woman-child,
I wanna get down, down, down with you.
Do you remember that day you told me
How long the lonely nights could be?
Well I'm just the kind to put â'em out of your mind
Now honey, try and get next to me,
Down and out woman
You're lookin' awful cute when you're blue,
Down and out woman, woman-child,
I wanna get down, down, with you.
(Cummings)
Don't you want me
Don't you want me
Baby, listen 'deed I do
Tell me lovin' things and the sounds I crave
Never let the chance roll by
But you'll be hanging from a Sycamore tree
If you're dancin' with another guy
Well, don't you want me
Don't you want me
Baby, listen 'deed I do
I'll kill your kid sister, I'll murder your dad
I'll rip the lashes off your eye,
I'll slaughter all your cattle and I'll burn your crops
If you're dancin' with another guy.
Don't you want me
Don't you want me
Baby, listen 'deed I do
Three little piggies tryin€™ to run with the biggies
Got to reap what they sow someday
One got ballin€™ and the second kept stallin€™
And the other one ran away
Now don€™t you think that should€™ve been fine
The kicks and luxury wine
But it€™s dirty
Don€™t you think that should€™ve been swell
Run around movin€™ so well
But it€™s dirty
You€™ll find out you€™re movin€™ too slow
when there€™s no place left to go
It gets dirty
Three young babies got the rock and roll crazies
And they each went into a slide
One kept hootin€™ and the other kept shootin€™
And the other one up and died
Now don€™t you think that should€™ve been fine...
Three cute chickies hangin€™ out with the sickies
Do their best now to run with the pack
One took the Navy and the other took Davie
and the other one never come back
Now don€™t you think that should€™ve been fine
The kicks and luxury wine
But it€™s dirty.
Vote for Dan, Danny€™s the man
If anyone can Dan can,
He€™s the boy, honest and fine
Danny can turn all your water to wine
He€™s got that certain something everybody should try
Comes from always diggin€™ himself
So take that special moment from the right time of day
And live it till there€™s nothing left of it.
Dancin' Fool
The Guess Who
It was a Saturday night without a whole lot shakin'
Ooh my ooh my I was bored.
I had my best duds on it was a chance worth takin'
somehow I was still ignored.
Been too long since I been shy and lonely
Ooh, but that's okay
Need some gal to be my one and only,
Ooh
I got a wink and a smile from a flashy filly,
Ooh my ooh my she looked grand.
She said "I like your style now don't go actin' silly"
Ooh my ooh she held my hand.
Never thought that I could shake and grove it
Now I'm a Dancin' Fool
Dug my feet 'cause they could really move it
Ooh
She got the message across and me and her got kissin'
Ooh my ooh my havin' fun
I know that this is the thing that I been really missin'
One more dance has just begun
No more time for feelin' shy and lonely
Now I'm a Dancin' Fool.
Found some gal to be my one and only
Ooh I'm a Dancin' Fool.
Been too long since I been shy and lonely
Now I'm a Dancin' Fool (I'm a dancin' fool I'm a dancer)
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(Wallace-Winter)
Cardboard empire would you crumble to the ground
As we watched by
Shipping magnate are you stranded on the ground
With no dog to fly...
Round the table sat the kings of circumstance
The puppeteer would pull his strings
And we would sing and dance
As the cardboard empire fell
Stone Age Neros sat behind their desks of steel
Trading paper clips
Of our empire there was nothing left untouched
But potato chips
We sat down at the banquet and the jester danced a reel
The gladiator drew his sword, we knew we were the meal
As the cardboard empire fell
Who are the people, who are the people
Who are the people that you think you are?
(K. Winter - B. Wallace)
Bye bye, bye bye babe
Bye bye, bye bye babe
Bye bye, bye bye babe
Bye bye, bye bye babe
If the local rock scene has gotten you down
You got nowhere to go
You better get up on a Greyhound bus
Head down the road to T.O.
Bye bye, bye bye babe
Bye bye, bye bye babe
She got to take another chance
Her last rock and roll chance
If your whole life has gotten you down
You got nowhere to turn
There's a correspondence course in the book
Still things a young girl can learn
Bye bye, bye bye babe
You'd better trade in your box, sell your rod now, baby
But I'm singing to you
Bye bye, bye bye babe
Have a look in your comic book
Have another look, you're sinking
Bye bye, bye bye babe
Head down the road, look for a slimy toad
Nothing in your head you woman
Bye bye, bye bye babe
Oh, bye bye, bye bye babe
Bus Rider
The Guess Who
Written by Kurt Winter
Get up in the morning, get on the bus
Get up in the morning like the rest of us
Places to go, important people to meet
Better not get up or you might lose your seat
(Bus rider)
Leave the house at six o'clock to be on time
Leave the wife and kids at home to make a dime
Grab your lunch pail, check for mail in your slot
You won't get your cheque if you don't punch the clock
(Bus rider)
------ lead guitar ------
(Bus rider)
Grab the evening paper and sit down in your chair
Grab yourself a toupee 'cause you're losin' your hair
Doesn't matter what you do, you've nothin' to lose
I'm so awful goddamn glad I'm not in your shoes
(Bus rider)
(Bus rider) You know you'll ride it every single mornin' today
(Bus rider) Ride, ride, little man
(Bus rider) I don't wanna ride, no I don't wanna ride
(Bus rider) Get up in the morning, get on the bus
(Bus rider) Oh, little man ridin' upside down, yeah
(Bus rider) Mmm, no I don't wanna ride
(Bus rider)
{fade}
(Cummings)
Gary lives with Rosie
And Be Bop got something old and something new
I got something fine for you every minute now
If you wanna sit right down and stick it all right through.
They were gettin' tired of Johnny and all the big boys from N.Y.C.
They say "Jump on board pretty baby"
And I don't know but it seems like it might be a pretty good buzz to me.
They'll help you and they'll hurt you
You're asked to leave so much behind
They say forget about tomorrow
And concentrate on everything you know you're gonna find.
So move over red robin,
Have you got room for one more that just can't seem to win ...
There's no sense denying
That's your best reason on Earth for crying
Those days will never be 'round again.
There's Jackie and there's Brian
Then there's four, then there's five, and then a couple more
You be a good boy and don't drink too much I'll show you something, maybe one trick
Later on, maybe a couple more.
So step right up and put your music where your mouth is
The pretty boys can make room for one more that just can't seem to win
There's no sense denying that's the reason they found you crying
Your chance will never be 'round again.
But I'll help you in the meantime
Total up just what they're worth when they're gone
If you don't get it right the first time
I'll help you take one more crack at it much, much later on.
'Cause Gary lives with Rosie ...
American Woman, stay away from me
American Woman, mama let me be
Don't come a hangin' around my door
I don't wanna see your face no more
I got more important things to do
Than spend my time growin' old with you
Now Woman, I said stay away
American Woman, listen what I say-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay
American Woman, get away from me
American Woman, mama let me be
Don't come a knockin' around my door
Don't wanna see your shadow no more
Coloured lights can hypnotize
Sparkle someone else's eyes
Now Woman, I said get away
American Woman, listen what I say-ay-ay-ay
American Woman, said get away
American Woman, listen what I say
Don't come a hangin' around my door
Don't wanna see your face no more
I don't need your war machines
I don't need your ghetto scenes
Coloured lights can hypnotize
Sparkle someone else's eyes
Now Woman, get away from me
American Woman, mama let me be
Go, gotta get away, gotta get away now go, go, go
I'm gonna leave you woman
Gonna leave you woman
Bye-bye Bye-bye Bye-bye Bye-bye
You're no good for me
I'm no good for you
Gonna look you right in the eye
Tell you what I'm gonna do
You know I'm gonna leave
You know I'm gonna go
You know I'm gonna leave
You know I'm gonna go-o, woman
I'm gonna leave you woman
Goodbye American Woman
Goodbye American chick
(B. Wallace - K. Winter - B. Cummings)
People, taking me for a ride
People, nothing left inside.
Knowing all along they could be the ones you're beside.
Running, circumstances are all the same.
Running, by now they've forgotten your name.
How can they look at you bleeding and tell you the dish ran away with the spoon.
All hashed out
All hashed out
All hashed out
All hashed out
People, taking me for a ride, sitting but never just thinking
People, nothing left inside, people just looking but nothing remaining
Knowing all along could be the ones you're beside.
All hashed out
All hashed out
All hashed out
All hashed out
(Bachman)
As I crawl through your garden
You stand and laugh
You stand and laugh
I tried to beg for your pardon
You stand and laugh
You stand and laugh
It's a long way coming down
The ladders in your eye
For a wednesday in your garden
I think that I would die
I tried to stand in your garden
But you're too tall
You're much too tall
You win the hand, I throw my cards in
You watched me fall
You watched me fall
It's a long way coming down
The ladders in your eye
For a wednesday in your garden
I think that I would die
I tried to fly in your garden
But you shot me down
Mama you shot me down on the ground
I watched the sky above me harden
And your black gown your long back funeral gown
It's a long way coming down
The ladders in your eye
For a wednesday in your garden
I think that I would die.
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(Bachman/Cummings/Matheson)
Projections under your black rims will hide you from the sun
And conscience keep you from the fact and the piece of mind you won
But bad news and paying dues leaves space for everyone
But bad news and paying dues leaves space for everyone
And I feel free when you touch me
I feel free when you touch me
I feel free when you touch me
Never ever felt this high
I can feel it baby I can feel it
And it's taking my mind away
My knees are knocking
My head is rocking
My heart's been shaking all the way
When you touch me
Now you're up inside the dark clouds
And the sunshine being there
Relax and let the sparkle in
To hide you from the wear
And water tangled gardens that are hidden in your hair
And water tangled gardens that are hidden in your hair
And I feel free when you touch me
I feel free when you touch me
I feel free when you touch me
Never ever felt this high
I can feel it baby I can feel it
And it's taking my mind away
My knees are knocking
My head is rocking
My heart's been shaking all the way
When you touch me
My my my my my my
I can feel it I can feel it
And it's taking my mind way
My knees are knocking
My head is rocking
My heart's been shaking all the way
When you touch me
My my my my my my ...
(Bachman/Cummings)
Hey all you mothers
Don't be putting us down
You'd better run and tell the others
We'll be coming around your house tonight
So get the best things polished up and make them shine
We're coming to dine
You'd better believe it
We're coming to dine
Polished up all our leathers
Even combed our hair
Thought about conversation
But just wait 'till we get there tonight
We'll be such fascinating guests
Food and wine
We're coming to dine
Whether you like it or not
We're coming to dine
Hey all you mothers
Don't be putting us down
You'd better run and tell the others
We'll be coming around your house tonight
So get the best things polished up and make them shine
We're coming to dine
You'd better believe it
We're coming to dine
Whether you like it or not
We're coming to dine
Oh yeah oh yeah we're coming to dine.
Undun
The Guess Who
Written by Randy Bachman
- 'B' side of their #10 hit single "Laughing"
- peaked at #22 in 1969
She's come undun
She didn't know what she was headed for
And when I found what she was headed for
It was too late
She's come undun
She found a mountain that was far too high
And when she found out she couldn't fly
It was too late
It's too late
She's gone too far
She's lost the sun
She's come undun
She wanted truth but all she got was lies
Came the time to realize
And it was too late
She's come undun
She didn't know what she was headed for
And when I found what she was headed for
Mama, it was too late
It's too late
She's gone too far
She's lost the sun
She's come undun
Too many mountains, and not enough stairs to climb
Too many churches and not enough truth
Too many people and not enough eyes to see
Too many lives to lead and not enough time
It's too late
She's gone too far
She's lost the sun
She's come undun
Doe-doe-doe-doe-doe doe un doe-doe-doe un doe-doe-doe
Doe doe-doe-doe-doe un doe-doe-doe doe-doe-doe
Doe doe-doe-doe doe doe-doe-doe doe doe
------ flute ------
It's too late
She's gone too far
She's lost the sun
She's come undun
She didn't know what she was headed for
And when I found what she was headed for
It was too late
She's come undun
She found a mountain that was far too high
And when she found out she couldn't fly
Mama, it was too late
It's too late
She's gone too far
She's lost the sun
She's come undun
No no-no-no-no-no no
Doe doe doe-doe
These Eyes
The Guess Who
Written by Randy Bachman and Burton Cummings
- peaked at #6 in 1969
These eyes cry every night for you
These arms long to hold you again
The hurtin's on me, yeah
And I will never be free, no, my baby, no no
You gave a promise to me, yeah
An' you broke it, an' you broke it, oh no
These eyes watched you bring my world to an end
This heart could not accept and pretend
The hurtin's on me, yeah
And I will never be free, no, no, no
You took the vow with me, yeah
An' you spoke it, an' you spoke it, babe
These eyes are cryin'
These eyes have seen a lot of loves
But they're never gonna see another one like I had with you
These eyes are cryin'
These eyes have seen a lot of loves
But they're never gonna see another one like I had with you
These eyes are cryin'
These eyes have seen a lot of loves
But they're never gonna see another one like I had with you
These eyes cry every night for you
These arms, these arms long to hold you, hold you again
These eyes are cryin'
These eyes have seen a lot of loves
But their never gonna see another one like I had with you
These eyes are cryin'
These eyes have seen a lot of loves
But their never gonna see another one like I had with you
These eyes are cryin'
These eyes have seen a lot of loves
But their never gonna see another one like I had with you
These eyes are cryin'
These eyes have seen a lot of loves
But their never gonna see another one like I had with you
Baby, baby, baby, baby
Don't ya know these eyes are cryin' every night
I need you back in my heart
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Star Baby
The Guess Who
Well I never been much for admitting things
That's why it's all so hard to say
That I'm head over heels in love with your kind of insanity
And if it please your highness on a sunny day sometime
Can I take your picture in the park with silk and satin oh?
(Chorus)
Star Baby
Flshy little shiny little two timin' mama singin'
Star Baby
Shiny little flashy litle lovin' machine
I've never been much good at keepin' a secret
Now it's easy for me to say
That I'm head over heels shook up about the way that you fool with me. And
if it please you highness on a sunny day sometime Can you take me riding
babe I'll tell you what I'm thinkin' 'bout you (Chorus)
Well I saw you last night on a hollywood show
And now it's easy for me to say
That I'm head over heels shook up about the way that you sang to me
And if it please your highness on a sunny day sometime
Can you take me drivin' maybe kissin' in you Cadillac
(Chorus)
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Sour Suite
The Guess Who
Written by Burton Cummings
Don't wanna listen to my telephone ring
Or sing ding-a-ling or talk about a thing
Not this mornin'
I don't wanna think about the night before
Or maybe it's a bore behind that open door
Got no time for that this mornin'
If I had the mind or I had the time
Maybe I could throw together a new kind of rhyme
And tell about my warnin'
But it's too late now
It's too late now
It's too late now
I don't wanna think about a runaway Dad
That took away the only thing that I've ever had
Don't even miss him this mornin'
I don't wanna think about a cold goodbye
Or a high school buddy got a little too high
I can't help him out this mornin'
Reviewers laugh at me so I go out to see
And perhaps it's just as well, 'cause I'd rather be in hell
Than be a wealthy man this mornin'
But it's too late now
It's too late now
It's too late now
Whatever happened to images, 'cause now they're gone
And worn out phrases just keep a-hangin' on
Whatever happened to homes as opposed to houses?
A conversation, sayings as the evening drowses
It's just like 4 6 2 O 1
It's just like 4 6 2 O 1
Whatever happened to early morning urban skies?
And broken faces, half with melting eyes
Enough of riddles that just play with time
'Cause I'm still here and I can't beg a dime
I'm back here in 4 6 2 O 1
I'm back here in 4 6 2 O 1
Some bed is waitin' for me 'round the corner now
I gotta find it and try and hang on for a little while
Back here in 4 6 2 O 1, yeah
Mmm, there's gotta be a few small changes made
Don't wanna listen to my telephone ring
Or sing ding-a-ling or talk about a thing
Leave me alone this mornin'
(B. Cummings - D. Troiano)
City lights and the pretty sights beckoned you to roam,
Leavin' now and you're knowin' how, you're on your own,
Family and reality seem so far away,
Feelin' fine and the happy times have left you to stay.
Oh shopping bag lady, asleep on the snow,
If you had your fortune, you'd trade it for a kind Hello,
Oh shopping bag lady the winter winds blow,
Society has forgotten you, there's nowhere left for you to go.
Through the tears, all your better years passin' by so fast,
Loneliness is a part of you, and oh how it lasts,
No one there, there to really care, the city seems so cold,
Yesterday you were just a child, today you're so old...
I would love to hold you,
Nights when you're alone and the cold and dark is killin' you ever so slowly,
I would love to love you,
Nights when you're alone, you're alone.
I know the days used to be something different for you,
I know it's cold and lonely and it's misery,
I wanna help you, I wanna help you, I wanna help you when you're down,
I wanna look around and find a helping hand for you,
Oh no it's never too late, Oh no it's never too late to try and help you out,
I know you're cold and it's misery,
I can tell the days used to be something different for you.
(Burton Cummings)
She might have been a nice girl
If she hadn€™t had a draggy mother
She might have been a good chick
If she hadn€™t had a rotten father
She might have played the right hunch
If she hadn€™t been so narrow-minded
She might have had a whole bunch
If she hadn€™t been so far behind it
Oh does it hurt when you know you can€™t play it the way that your beau knows
Oh does it hurt when you know you can€™t say it the way that your beau knows
And you know that that€™s the way that the show goes
And you know it really has to go on.
She drank the army€™s red wine
But she never found a moment€™s pleasure
She smelled the salty sea brine
But she never found the buried treasure
She might have played the chords right
But the song was never meant for singing
She might have really broke loose
But she never made it past the clinging
I can see that it hurts when you know you can€™t play it the way that your beau knows
I can see that it hurts when you know you can€™t say it the way that your beau knows
And you know that that€™s the way that the show goes
And you know it really has to go on.
(B. Cummings)
Sure like to boogie after death comes callin€™
Sure like rockin€™ when I€™m far away
"Ooh Pooh Pah Doo" is lettin€™ Jesse watch the heavens
Paint another picture while you€™re turning grey
Everything I knew about was always American
Skip a stone lightly and you€™ll be okay
Never really get my rockin€™ feet to movin€™
Till somebody€™s singing "Not Fade Away"
Got mystery train fever, and I€™m a believer
And go down Moses, and I€™ll send you red roses
Despair, and death at an early age
You sang about truckin€™ and the band had it movin€™
If you were a lizard then you might be gone
A little self-indulgence never moved a mountain
Don€™t need the fiddler yellin€™ "Yeah, right on!"
You€™re my angel from a wet salvation
You can buy and sell me so you shine me on
Your mama worked hard and the acid made you think about it
Why, mother water, are the days all gone
Got mystery train fever, and I€™m a believer
And go down Moses, and I€™ll send you red roses
Despair, and death at an early age
Seems like I can€™t live with you
But I can€™t live without you
I know that time will never change you
So there€™s just no sense in living anymore.
Remember at the start, we had the world by the tail
Seems like nothing we two could try just ever could fail
Then the loviin€™ slipped away and you stood by and you just let it
Someday I know that you€™ll regret it
When they send that pain on back to you.
The lovin€™ fires burned cold, with only ashes left behind
guess your kisses made me blind
Cause then the magic disappeared and
You stood by and you just let it.
Someday I know that you€™ll regret it
When someone else goes and steps all over you.
Seems like I can€™t live with you
But I can€™t live without you
I know that time will never change you
So there€™s just no sense in living any more.
(J P Richardson)
On the banks of the river
Stood Runnin' Bear, young Indian brave
On the other side of the river
Stood his lovely Indian maid
Little White Dove was-a her name
Such a lovely sight to see
But their tribes fought with each other
So their love could never be
Runnin' Bear loved Little White Dove
With a love big as the sky
Runnin' Bear loved Little White Dove
With a love that couldn't die
He couldn't swim the raging river
'Cause the river was too wide
He couldn't reach Little White Dove
Waiting on the other side
In the moonlight he could see her
Throwing kisses 'cross the waves
Her little heart was beating faster
Waiting there for her brave
Runnin' Bear loved Little White Dove
With a love big as the sky
Runnin' Bear loved Little White Dove
With a love that couldn't die
Runnin' Bear dove in the water
Little White Dove did the same
And they swam out to each other
Through the swirling stream they came
As their hands touched and their lips met
The ragin' river pulled them down
Now they'll always be together
In that happy hunting ground
Runnin' Bear loved Little White Dove
With a love big as the sky
Runnin' Bear loved Little White Dove
With a love that couldn't die
Rain Dance
The Guess Who
Written by Burton Cummings and Kurt Winter
- peaked at #19 in 1971
Don't ya wanna rain dance with me?
Don't ya wanna rain dance with me?
Don't ya wanna rain dance with me?
Don't ya wanna rain dance with me?
Fifi said to Don the baker
"Can ya show me how to bake another bun, Don?"
And I'm still sittin' with my next door neighbour
Sayin', "Where'd ya get the gun, John?"
Don't ya wanna rain dance with me?
Don't ya wanna rain dance with me?
Don't ya wanna rain dance with me?
Don't ya wanna rain dance with me?
Christopher was asking the astronomer
"Can your telescope tell me where the sun's gone?"
And I'm still sittin' with my next door neighbour
Sayin', "Where'd ya get the gun, John?"
Don't ya wanna rain dance with me?
Don't ya wanna rain dance with me?
Don't ya wanna rain dance with me?
Don't ya wanna rain dance with me?
Changin' just a few things
Laughin' while the bell rings on the door
Changin' just a few things
Shootin' when the bird sings
------ lead guitar ------
Changin' just a few things
Laughin' while the bell rings on the door
Changin' just a few things
Shootin' when the bird sings
Don't ya wanna rain dance with me?
Don't ya wanna rain dance with me?
Don't ya wanna rain dance with me?
Don't ya wanna rain dance with me?
Don't ya wanna rain dance with me?
Don't ya wanna rain dance with me?
Don't ya wanna rain dance with me?
{fade}
(B. Cummings - D. Troiano)
Round about â'20 the folks had plenty
No, they couldn't ask for too much more,
THE FATHA kept thumpin' and THE SATCH got jumpin'
And they rang right through with a roar,
Then around â'30 when things got dirty
All the players meant a whole lot more
THE DUKE got stompin' and THE COUNT started rompin'
And what do you think it was for?
They put power in the music, and boy, you oughta hear it now,
They put power in the music, the boys are gonna show you how...
Round about â'40 when things got sporty
They were dancin' every night till dawn,
THE BIRD got â'em hoppin' with his crazy be-boppin'
And FRANKIE crooned on and on,
Then around â'50 when folks got nifty
They were gettin' round to bendin' an ear,
CHUCK was duck-walkin' and THE KING got rockin'
And what do you think was here?
They got power in the music, and boy, you oughta hear it now,
They got power in the music, the boys are gonna show you how...
Then FOUR BOYS made a brand new noise, from far beyond the sea.
We loved ALL FOUR and we yelled for more, it was natural as could be,
Watts went up and loose ends went down, now it's anything it wants to be.
We got power in the music, and boy you oughta hear it now,
We got power in the music, the boys are gonna show you how,
Don't you know they gave it power, power in the music,
YAH YAH YAH,
Can't you feel it giving you now, power in the music,
YAY, YAY, YAY,
Can't you feel it growing every day, power in the music,
YAZ,YAZ,YAZ,
Don't you feel it disbursing, power in the music,
YAH, YAH, YAH
You see them dancing up and down now, there's power in the music,
YAY, YAY, YAY,
I feel it growing every day now, there's power in the music,
YAZ, YAZ, YAZ.
(Bachman/Cummings)
Can I be somewhere when I'm nowhere
Gaze through a diabetic eye
Can I put down the right to be put down
And never known the right to try
I'd leave and take my pride with me
And find something I could carry it in
But all that breaks the stillness here
Is the sound of a dropping pin.
From the silence
Deep within
Comes the sound
The sound of a dropping pin.
From the silence
Deep within
Yeah, deep deep within
Comes the sound
The sound of a dropping pin.
Can I be something when I'm nothing
Build my hopes and dreams too high
I've searched too long for all the answers
Let alone the right to try
To think that you can take it with you
Is the one unforgiveable sin
But all that breaks the stillness now
Is the sound of a dropping pin.
From the silence
Deep within
Comes the sound
The sound of a dropping pin.
From the silence
Deep within
Yeah, deep deep within
Comes the sound
The sound of a dropping pin
No Time
The Guess Who
Written by Randy Bachman and Burton Cummings
- peaked at #5 in 1970
(No time left for you) On my way to better things
(No time left for you) I found myself some wings
(No time left for you) Distant roads are callin' me
(No time left for you) Da-un-da-un-da-un-da-un-da
No time for a summer friend
No time for the love you send
Seasons change and so did I
You need not wonder why
You need not wonder why
There's no time left for you
No time left for you
(No time left for you) On my way to better things
(No time left for you) I found myself some wings
(No time left for you) Distant roads are callin' me
(No time left for you) Day-un-day-un-day-un-day-un-day
No time for a gentle rain
No time for my watch and chain
No time for revolving doors
No time for the killin' floor
No time for the killin' floor
There's no time left for you
No time left for you
No time for a summer friend
No time for the love you send
Seasons change and so did I
You need not wonder why
You need not wonder why
There's no time left for you
No time left for you
No time, no time, no time, no time
No time, no time, no time, no time
I got, got, got, got no time
I got, got, got, got no time
I got, got, got, got no time
No-no-no, no-no-no, no time
No-no-no, no-no-no, no time
I got, got, got, got no time
No-no-no, no-no-no, no-no-no,
no-no-no, no-no-no, no-no-no, no time
I got no time, got no time, got no time, got no time, got no time
Got no time, got no time
(Bachman/Cummings)
Miss Fudge is only waiting for a man to come her way
she has been waiting 80 years for Mr. Maple but he doesn't know that she is waiting too
it's nothing new
Mr. Maple gets up early every morning cooks his breakfast all alone the house is cold
He needs a woman's hand to comfort him in his reclining years
He overhears
The people on the street they pass him by and sort of snicker
In his younger years he should have been a little quicker
For in the hand of someone he could love but who's to judge
If he'll ever have a meeting with Miss Fudge
Miss Fudge's hopes were fading that a man would come her way
She had been darning no ones socks and when the years crept up her misery
Just slowly pushed her on
And now she's gone
Mr Maple's life alone was just too much for him to bear
And in his heart he knew there'd never be someone to comfort him at times he cried
And then he died
But everything is better now
They're both at last together
The question now is answered for all those who wondered whether
They each at last had found a friend and if they did misjudge
Their tombstones side by side read Maple Fudge
She loves me like a brother
When I€™m standing by her side
She loves me like a brother
There€™s nothing that she won€™t confide.
I been standing by, watching the young thing growing
And quite frankly, I don€™t like what I see
I could give you lessons on how you should treat her
Cause she means so much to me
She comes to me crying when she gets down and out
Talkin€™ €˜bout something bad you put her through
Not gonna stand for the lies of a man
Gonna wipe away her tears
Through a woman€™s roughest years.
I been hearin€™ stories and some nasty rumors
€˜bout the way you€™ve been out tomcat€™n round
Better stay away now from my prize possession
If you plan to cover that much ground
She comes to me crying when she gets down and out
Sayin€™ what a loser you can be
Not gonna stand for the lies of a man
Gonna wipe away her tears through the woman€™s roughest years.
Don€™t you hurt her
I€™m not gonna stand for it
Don€™t you hurt her
It€™s me that you€™re dealing with.
She loves me like a brother
When I€™m standing by her side
She loves me like a brother
There€™s nothing that she won€™t confide.
Who in the Hell are you to criticize
Every day and every night you€™re just a drag
You€™ve been long gone, long gone...
You are working from a point of depression
Isn€™t it amazing when you find you€™re slipping
You€™ve been long gone, long gone...
I guess you€™ve always been a power-hungry specimen
You were raised with rank in mind
I€™d gladly give away everything I€™ve ever owned
For the chance to stab you from behind
Cause I€™m tired of what you€™re saying
It€™s not worth the paper it€™s printed on
It just doesn€™t cut it anymore.
Each time the sun greets the new dawning
I€™ll try to kick you while you€™re down
Welcome to the Kingdom of Hatred
You€™ll find out soon that I wear the crown.
I€™m tired of what you been sayin€™
It€™s not worth the time to discuss it
You just don€™t cut it anymore.
Who in the Hell are you to criticize
You€™re still learning how to form an opinion
You€™ve been long gone, long gone...
(Bachman/Cummings/Matheson)
Sidemen come out first
John Stockfish base guitar
Looks at the world through the eyes of Nashville,
The Riverboat and Charlie McCoy
He's just a boy
The lead guitarist Red Shea who's really come a long, long way
since rythym rocker jingle jangle
And go Red!
And Lightfoot
Edwardian, suddenly striped
His hair blondish and poetic
He is less than vinyl perfect
His foot is a precise anchor for the husk and vibrance of his voice
He is the image of Alberta
The side street near Chicago
The grim beauty of Toronto
He is an artist
He is an artist
He is an artist painting sistine masterpieces of pine and fur and backwoods
Still echos long ago the winter night of black july and then the outcome
Of an early cleveland rainfall
I sit softly among the rest waiting there for him to paint his pictures
And as the go-go girl went round and our heads were in a spin I thought about
The Crossroads, In the Early Morning Rain and Rosanna
I'm not saying that I'm sory
I'm just telling you this story
And when Lightfoot's magic calls
You can write it on your walls
'Cause that's what walls are for
He is an artist.
Laughing
The Guess Who
Written by Randy Bachman and Burton Cummings
- peaked at #10 in 1969
I should laugh, but I cry
Because your love has passed me by
You took me by surprise
You didn't realize that I was waiting
Time goes slowly but carries on
And now the best years have come and gone
You took me by surprise
I didn't realize that you were laughing
Laughing -- the things you're doin' to me
Laughing -- that ain't the way it should be
You took away everything I had
You put the hurt on me
Laughing -- the things you're doin' to me
Laughing -- that ain't the way it should be
You took away everything I had
You put the hurt on me
I go alone now, calling your name
After losing at the game
You took me by surprise
I didn't realize that you were laughing
Time goes slowly, but carries on
And now the best years, the best years have come and gone
You took me by surprise
I didn't realize, that you were laughing
Laughing -- the things you're doin' to me
Laughing -- that ain't the way it should be
You took away everything I had
You put the hurt on me
Laughing -- the things you're doin' to me
Laughing -- oh, what you're doin' to me
You took away everything I had
You put the hurt on me
Oo!
Laughing -- ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
Laughing -- ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
Laughing -- well, you're laughin' at me
Laughing -- well, you're laughin' at me
Laughing -- oh, what you're doin' to me, girl
Laughing -- I'm a-lookin', you're laughin'
Laughing -- I'm a-lookin', you're laughin'
Laughing -- you're a-lookin', I'm a-laughin'
Laughing -- laughin' at me
Laughing -- ah, but you're a-laughin', baby
Laughing
{fade}
I€™m gonna wake you in the morning for hoe down time
You€™re gonna hear me come a-knockin€™ right on time
Forget about your sister, don€™t need her
I€™m gonna wake you in the morning for hoe down time
I€™m gonna get you now
Got what you€™re lookin€™ for
You€™ll never get it better...come on...
I€™m gonna dress you up in rubies, shine, shine, shine
And everybody€™s gonna love you at hoe down time
Gonna take my lover dancin€™ in dancin€™ shoes
And everybody€™s gonna know you at hoe down time
I€™m gonna get you babe
You€™ll never get it better
Got what you€™re lookin€™ for
No use hiding or running away because I€™ll know where you are
Gypsy lady says you€™re in my future and I€™ve wished on a star
(Leskiw/Winter)
It sure was scary
When I met Mary
I didn€™t understand myself
I was a fool when we were in school
And she understood me better
I guess I had passion
It startled her fashion
She thought it a small price to pay
For fiery nites under northern lites
Helps the snow slowly melt away
Herbert€™s a loser
His father€™s a boozer
He didn€™t like himself
He lost his cool and he drowned in a pool
After writing a classic love letter
I guess too much passion
Had startled his fashion
It started and ended that day
He wrote the letter there wasn€™t one better
One reading turned millions his way
Now there€™s Mary
It isn€™t so scary
Now that I like myself
I€™m no fool and we€™re not in school
The water can€™t get any wetter
Now I€™m in fashion I€™ll warm up her passion
She€™ll think it a small price to pay
For fiery nites under northern lites
Helps the snow slowly melt away
(B. Cummings - K. Winter - B. Wallace)
Hamba Gahle
Khele marumba
Usalang Gahle
Khele marumba
Hamba Gahle
Khele marumba
Usalang Gahle
Khele marumba
Hamba Gahle
Khele marumba
Usalang Gahle
Khele marumba
Use your judgement, life is a mellow whip
Live it your way, your way's the best for you
Soon you might find that helping your brother
Is the best way of helping each other
Who do not understand please lend a helping hand
Hamba Gahle
Khele marumba
Usalang Gahle
Khele marumba
Hamba Gahle
Khele marumba
Khele marumba
Usalang Gahle
Usalang Gahle
Khele, Khele marumba
Khele marumba
Kiss a cousin givin' a dog a home
Be a runner someone will take you home
Soon they might find you could be a brother
that's the first sign they're helping each other
Who do not understand please lend a helping hand
You do not understand you lend a helping hand
Hamba Gahle
Khele marumba
Usalang Gahle
Khele marumba
Guns, Guns, Guns
The Guess Who
Written by Burton Cummings
American hunter, bring 'em up the north side
Guns, guns, guns
Run, take the money, here's a bullet for your boyfriend
Guns, guns, guns
Eagle all gone, and no more caribou
Guns, guns, guns
You be the red king, I'll be the yellow pawn
God speed Mother Nature
Never really wanted to say good-bye
God speed Mother Nature, you know that I'm callin' you now
Never really wanted to say good-bye
God speed Mother Nature
Never really wanted to say good-bye
God speed Mother Nature
Never really wanted to say good-bye
Shoot a few, knock 'em down, cost you half a buck now
Guns, guns, guns
Babe give you kisses if you hit a rubber duck now
Guns, guns, guns
You be the red king, I'll be the yellow pawn
Guns, guns, guns
Eagle all gone, and no more caribou
Guns, guns, guns
Eagle all gone, and no more caribou
Guns, guns, guns
No more
Eagle all gone, and no more caribou
God speed Mother Nature
Never really wanted to say good-bye
God speed Mother Nature, I'm weepin', I'm cryin' for ya
Never really wanted to say good-bye
God speed Mother Nature, ya know that I'm weepin' for ya
Never really wanted to say good-bye
God speed Mother Nature, and I'm cryin' out
Never really wanted to say good-bye
I know you're goin' and I'm weepin' Nature, weepin' Mother Nature
Never really wanted to say good-bye, and I'm weepin' for ya
Weepin' for ya Mother Nature, and I'm cryin' for ya
Never really wanted to say good-bye
Take care of me lovin' Mother, Mother Nature, and I'm missin' ya
Never really wanted to say good-bye
Where've you gone?
God speed Mother Nature, and I'm weepin' for ya
(Cummings)
If I could find the road I'm looking for some day then I'd be happy
And I'd be thankful to the person on my own
For showing me the way
That I could walk between the right and wrong roads
And I'd be thankful to the person on my own
Times I would wonder where I was bound
I'd look to the future by turning around
By turning around
I found her in a star
I didn't have to look very far but I know now
I found her in a star
I didn't have to look very far but I'm sure now
If I find the road I'm looking for some day then I'll be happy
And I'll be thankful to the person on my own
For showing me the way that I could walk
Between the right and wrong roads and I'll be thankful to the person on my own
I found her in a star
I didn't have to look very far but I know now
I found her in a star
I didn't have to look very far but I'm sure now
I found her in a star.
(Cummings/Winter)
Beware of lies
They€™ll always take you by surprise
Bringin€™ pieces of pain
You€™ll maybe never sleep again
Me and Sailor workin€™ on a secret relation
Down in the soda sunlight
Picked up on a jug and my calendar sweetheart
And we were rockin€™ lightly
We really got to rockin€™ lightly
Deep, deep down that€™s where I belong
Sweet street light never done me no wrong
I€™m goin€™ back, back, back to the city
So beware of man
He€™ll never tell you where you stand
Bringin€™ pieces of pain
You€™ll maybe never sleep again
Tinker, tailor, sailor, mailer
Bows and buttons
Thank you all for reason
Meet me in the alley where the road gets dark
And we€™ll be rockin€™ lightly
Deep, deep down that€™s where I belong
Sweet street light never done me no wrong
I€™m goin€™ back, back, back to the city
Follow Your Daughter Home
The Guess Who
Written by Burton Cummings, McDougall, Peterson, Wallace and Kurt Winter
Hey man, follow your daughter home
Hey man, follow your daughter home
Hey man, follow your daughter home
Keep her out of trouble (follow your daughter home)
Stayin' out late in the mall with the bad men (follow your daughter home)
Keep her out o' mischief (follow your daughter home)
What are the boys like she's stayin' and sleepin' with (follow your daughter home)
Watch her
Hey man, follow your daughter home
Hey man, follow your daughter home
------ flute ------
Keep her out o' mischief (follow your daughter home)
What are the boys like she's runnin' and dancin' with (follow your daughter home)
Is she still a virgin (follow your daughter home)
Stayin' out late with the boys past midnight (follow your daughter home)
Tie her up
Hey man, follow your daughter home
Hey man, follow your daughter home
------ flute ------
Keep her out of trouble (follow your daughter home)
Stayin' out late in the mall with the bad men (follow your daughter home)
Keep her out o' mischief (follow your daughter home)
And ask a lot of questions 'bout the boy she's sleepin' with (follow your daughter home)
Watch her, watch her
Hey man, follow your daughter home
Hey man, follow your daughter home
Lovely young woman, now
Hey man, follow your daughter home
Hey man, follow your daughter home
Watch her
Heeeeey... follow your daughter home
(B. Cummings - D. Troiano)
I was lost and tossed on a misty morning by a drunken sailor and the genie in the bottle let me down,
I was raised on Cain, in the name of the Father and the Mother and the brother and the other who was never even round,
On a windswept coast with the Black Knight falling I was heard to be calling that my ship and all its crew were going down,
As the sun ran slowly by a childhood rivulet a jeweled King summoned me, commanding that I run and tell the town,
Saw you, saw me, run quickly now,
Run and hide away,
Run and hide today.
In a room in a castle full of faceless lovers I was cut and bleeding and the image in the mirror struck me down,
I was chased and beaten by a well-drilled team of little men breathing colors and abandoned in a coffin in the ground,
As a pale young virgin made a meal of a martyr she was hailed as Holy by the only ones who stood and held their ground,
When a bright Mona Lisa with the eyes of a tiger read a new proclamation I was stricken from her list and never found,
Saw you, saw me, run quickly now,
Run and hide away,
Run and hide today.
Seems they come and go so quickly,
Disappear like sunlight in the evening,
And they may not ever be explained.
Seems like they come and go so quickly,
Disappearin' in the air like a breath of wind,
And they may not ever be explained,
And I woke up thinkin' I was dyin',
If you find one hang on with all you got
Way down deep, deep in your soul,
For it may not ever come again,
And I woke up crying like a baby,
Hey yay yay yay...
No they may not ever be explained.
Do You Miss Me Darlin'?
The Guess Who
Written by Burton Cummings and Kurt Winter
What good is it if I can't even sing it to you?
What good is it if I can't even come out and sing it to you right now?
'Cause talkin' won't do it and walkin' won't rush it along
'Cause talkin' won't do it and walkin' won't rush it along
What good is it if I can't even bring it to you?
What good is it if I can't even come out and bring it to you right now?
'Cause talkin' won't do it and walkin' won't rush it along
'Cause talkin' won't do it and walkin' won't rush it along
Do you miss me, Darlin'
Sunday afternoon?
Do you miss me, Darlin'
Monday, Tuesday, too?
Do you miss me, Darlin'
Friday morning, noon?
Do you miss me, Darlin'?
Will you see me soon?
What good is it if I can't even sing it to you?
What good is it if I can't even come out and sing it to you right now?
'Cause talkin' won't do it and walkin' won't rush it along
'Cause talkin' won't do it and walkin' won't rush it along
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Do you miss me, Darlin'
Clap For The Wolfman
The Guess Who
(*I transcribed these lyrics from listening to the song and cannot be
absolutely certain I identified three words correctly - I have underlined
these three words - my apologies. MH)
Clap for the Wolfman
He gonna rate your record high
Clap for the Wolfman
You gonna dig him til the day you die
Do Ron Ron and the Duke of Earl
They were friend's of mine
The highway's on my moonlight drive
Snuggled in, said "baby, just one kiss"
She said "no, no, no"
Romance ain't keepin' me alive
I said "hey babe, do you want to coo, coo, coo"
She said "uh, uh, uh"
So I was left out in the cold
I said "you're what I've been dreamin' of"
She said "I don't want to know"
(Wolfman Jack: "Oh you know, she was diggin' the cat on the radio")
Clap for the Wolfman
He gonna rate your record high
(WJ: "Yes baby, I your doctor in love")
Clap for the Wolfman
You gonna dig him til the day you die
(WJ: "Everybody talkin' about the Wolfman's confidence of love")
Seventy five, eighty miles an hour
She hollers "slow, slow, slow"
"Baby I can stop right on a dime"
I said "hey baby, give me just one kiss"
She said "no, no, no"
But how was I to bide my time
I said "Hey baby, do you want to coo, coo, coo"
She said "uh, uh, uh"
Said I'm about to overload
I said "you're what I've been livin' for"
She said "I don't want to know"
(WJ: "Oh, you thought she was digging you but she was digging me")
Clap for the Wolfman
He gonna rate your record high
(WJ: "As long as you got the curves baby, I got the angles")
Clap for the Wolfman
You gonna dig him til the day you die
(WJ: "It's all accoridng to how your boogaloo situation stands, you
understand")
Clap for the Wolfman
He gonna rate your record high
(WJ: "You ain't gonna get 'em, cuz I got 'em")
Clap for the Wolfman
You gonna dig him til the day you die
(WJ: "You might wanna try, but I'm gonna keep 'em")
Clap for the Wolfman
Clap for the Wolfman
(WJ: "And I got 'em all")
Clap for the Wolfman
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Broken
The Guess Who
Written by Burton Cummings and Kurt Winter
Take the spell away and turn me back into a man
An' give me credit, ya know I'm doin' all I can
Grab onto somethin' that you think you can hold
Grab onto somethin' 'cause you're growin' old
Yes, I've been broken too
Yes, I've been broken too
Just like you
So bring your soul to me and leave it here for just a while
Show the end to me and see if I can fake a smile
Grab onto somethin' that you think you can hold
Grab onto somethin' 'cause you're growin' old
Yes, I've been broken too
Yes, I've been broken too
Just like you
I don't have to fear, nobody else is here
Don't have to see, I know what I wanna be
Don't have to make an explanation to you
It's true, the deeper the drillin' goes
Shows how much the best of the better knows
That's why the bird with the broken wing never flew
And I've been broken too
Just like you
------ lead guitar ------
Grab onto somethin' that you think you can hold
Grab onto somethin' 'cause you're growin' old
Yes, I've been broken too
Yes, I've been broken too
Just like you
So bring your soul to me
(Cummings, Wallace, Winter, McDougall, Peterson)
Show biz train, baby won't you climb on board.
Is your manager managing to manage for the best
Or is he making out fine for himself
Does your record label bring you in with trumpets and horns
Just to pack you back away on the shelf
Is your lawyer lyin' to you, do you really want to know
As your agent waiting home for his pay, pay, pay
Welcome one and all now to show show business
Wouldn't have it any other way.
Got some people lining up for seven days before you come
But then your house is full of empty chairs
Are you finding self-importance in the things that you've done
You're findin' out that no one really cares
Do the people buy your records, do they play them on the air ...
But the warehouse must be where they stay
Welcome one and all down to show show business
Wouldn't have it any other way.
Show biz train, baby won't you climb on board.
Well have you ever had an aardvark sandwich
Have you ever had a seagull stew
I had a pet pitiful penguin and I made him watch the six o'clock news
And shine my shoes
I got the "help preserve 'em, don't deserve 'em, try and serve 'em, love 'em all" blues.
Well, have you ever seen a madras monkey
Have you ever seen an orlon eel
I had a pet pitiful parrot and I taught him how to pick and choose, drink my booze
I got the "help preserve 'em, don't deserve 'em, try and serve 'em, love 'em all" blues.
Just keepin' track of where things are all goin'
Baby just keepin' track
Housefly
Tell me what you're thinkin' 'bout
Housefly
Tryin' to really sort it out
Flying head-on into the plate glass window
Sniffing that DDT.
Dumb bird
Flyin's comin' slowly to you
Dumb bird
Flyin' isn't holy to you
Heading down South for the big celebration
You got a ride for me
Know what I'm tellin' ya.
Show biz train, baby won't you climb on board.
Albert Flasher
The Guess Who
Words and music by Burton Cummings
- peaked at #29 in 1971
I was a workshop owner in the gulch for the people
And I offered myself to the world
I was a workshop owner
I was a workshop owner
I was a diesel fixer, fixed a diesel, diesel fixed me
What a weasel
And baby was a workshop owner
Baby was a workshop owner
Baby and me were ripe for the pickin'
That was the day we ran into Albert Flasher
It was a cold, snowy, rainy afternoon
And we were sittin' there in high school, my school
And Michael was a moonbeam maker
And Michael was a moonbeam maker
I was a diesel fixer, fixed a diesel, diesel fixed me
What a weasel, oh no
Baby was a workshop owner
Baby was a workshop owner
Baby and me were ripe for the pickin'
That was the day we ran into Albert Flasher
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I was a workshop owner in the gulch for the people
And I offered myself to the world
I was a workshop owner
I was a workshop owner
I was a workshop owner
(Bachman)
There ain't no reason to talk about the things I could have done
My livin' don't come easy and I've hardly just begun
I'm not getting back the heartaches like before
Anymore
Anymore
They say seeing is believing so I lent myself to travel
Soon became experienced and my soul turned into gravel
Turned every stone and opened every door
Like before
Like before
Sun was hardly shining
It was 6 A.M. or nearer
My mind was sick of trying
As the sky became a mirror
I really felt like dying
It was 6 A.M. or nearer
I was drowning
I was drowning
I soon got sick of falling
So I took a try in praying
I heard somebody calling
Might have been a baby playing
And I fell down from the ceiling to the floor
Like before
Like before
Sun was hardly shining
It was 6 A.M. or nearer
My mind was sick of trying
As the sky became a mirror
I really felt like dying
It was 6 A.M. or nearer
I was drowning
I was drowning
