(Keith Relf)
(studio version)
Yeah the bells have tolled,
And my baby caught that train and gone.
Oh the bells have tolled,
And my baby caught that train and gone.
Well it's all my fault,
I must have done somebody wrong.
Well it's all my fault,
And I just can't explain.
Yes it's all my fault,
And I just can't explain.
Gonna get me a new [doctor? / doll?],
So maybe my luck will change.
My baby's [treating me that my luck would change?]
I've been goin' around,
And now look at me,
Done somebody wrong,
Well it's all my fault,
I must have done somebody wrong.
Hot House of Omagararshid has no proper lyrics. The words spoken at the beginning are unknown.
Here I stand amid the roar
Of a surf tormented shore
And I hold within my hand
Grains of a golden sand
How few how yet they creep
Through my fingers to the deep
While I weep, while I weep
Oh God can I not grasp
One with a tighter clasp
Oh God can I not save
One from the pitiless wave
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream
But a dream, but a dream
Take this kiss upon the brow
And in parting from you now
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream
But a dream, but a dream
(James McCarty)
You made it very clear
How you feel about
The way you put me down
When ever I'm around
What your thinking of
Your crying out for love
crying out for love
Your bitter words today
Are another way
Of hiding how you feel
Hiding what is real
What your thinking of
Your crying out for love
crying out for love
The love you need so much
You push away
All the gold you touch
Might as well be Clay
What your thinking of
Your crying out for love
crying out for love
(Rice Miller Williamson)
Spoken:
Yeah, we know these sounds.
These sounds belong to one man.
One man from Mississippi, USA.
One man known as the wizard of the harp.
One man known as the menace.
And his name is Sonny Boy Williamson.
Bye bye bird,
Bye bye bird,
Bye bye bird,
Bye bye bird,
Bye bye bird, I'm gone.
Bird, I'm gone,
Bird, I'm gone,
Bird, I'm gone,
Bird, I'm gone,
I'm gone, [child, you find?],
[Back home?].
(instrumental)
(Jimmy Reed)
Oh baby, honey what's wrong with you?
Well now baby, honey what's wrong with you?
Well, you don't treat me, baby, like you used to do.
I can't help it, baby, if I'm acting strange.
I'm just hoping, baby, I'm not going insane.
Well baby, honey what's wrong with you?
Well now, you don't treat me, baby, like you used to do.
(Second Verse)
(First Verse)
A man I knew
Died too young
And in the end
His song unsung
He touched my life
He touched my soul
Given time he'd reach his goal
An original man that I knew
An original man right through
A sadness hidden
Behind his gaze
Before his time
In many ways
People copy,
Take and steal
But my friend he was for real
An original man that I knew
An original man right through
Time gives
And takes away
Everybody has their day
Even now
I see your face
You never left without a trace
An original man that I knew
An original man right through
(B. Hugg / M. Hugg)
Can you judge a man,
By the way he wears his hair?
Can you read his mind,
By the clothes that he wears?
Can you see a bad man,
By the pattern on his tie?
Well then, Mr, you're a better man than I,
Yeah, Mr, you're a better man than I,
Oh, Mr, you're a better man than I,
Yeah, Mr, you're a better man than I.
Could you tell a wise man,
By the way he speaks or spells?
Is this more important,
Than the stories that he tells?
And call a man a fool,
If for wealth he doesn't strive?
Well then, Mr, you're a better man than I,
Yeah, Mr, you're a better man than I,
Oh, Mr, you're a better man than I,
Yeah, Mr, you're a better man than I.
Can you condemn a man,
If you're faith he doesn't hold?
Say the colour of his skin,
Is the colour of his soul?
Could you say that men,
For king and country all must die?
Well, Mr, you're a better man than I,
Yeah, Mr, you're a better man than I,
Oh, Mr, you're a better man than I,
Yeah, Mr, you're a better man than I.
White Summer was an instrumental that Jimmy Page played with The Yardbirds, and later used in Led Zeppelin, where it turned into Black Mountain Side and appeared on their first album.
(Chris Dreja / Jim McCarty / Jeff Beck / Keith Relf / Paul Samwell-Smith)
ah-ah-ah......
How your restless hungry eyes,
Speak of cloudy summer skies.
The morning dew,
Turns into rain,
Lonely winds will call my name.
Dying leaves of seasons brown,
Losing life as they drift down.
Too soon in life,
Return to earth,
Only they can know their worth.
Distant dreams of things to be,
Wandering thoughts that can't be free.
I feel my mind,
Turning away,
To the darkness of my day.
(Written by Tiny Bradshaw, Lois Mann, Howie Kay)
Aboard a train
I met a dame
She was a hipster
Man a real gone dame
She wasn't pretty
For New York City
As we strut down on that ol' fairlane
With a heave and a ho
I just couldn't let her go
Get along
Sweet little woman get along
On your way
Get along
Sweet little woman get along
On your way
With a heave and a ho
I just couldn't let her go
The train kept a rollin' all night long
The train kept a rollin' all night long
The train kept a rollin' all night long
The train kept a rollin' all night long
With a heave and a ho
I just couldn't let her go
I made a stop round Albuquerque
She must'a thought I was real gone jerk
Got off the train at El Paso
A' looking so good I couldn't let her go
With a heave and a ho
I just couldn't let her go
The train kept a rollin' all night long
The train kept a rollin' all night long
The train kept a rollin' all night long
The train kept a rollin' all night long
With a heave and a ho
I just couldn't let her go
Runnin' to-and-fro, hard workin' in the mill.
Never fail in the mail, yeah, come a rotten bill.
Too much monkey business,
Too much monkey business,
Too much monkey business,
For me to be involved in!
Salesman talkin' to me, tryin' to run me up a creek.
Says you can buy it, go on try it, you can pay me next week, ahh.
Too much monkey business,
Too much monkey business,
Too much monkey business,
For me to be involved in!
Blond hair, good lookin', tryin' to get me hooked.
Want me to marry, get a home, settle down, write a book.
Too much monkey business,
Too much monkey business,
Too much monkey business,
For me to be involved in!
Every day, same thing, gettin' up, goin' to school.
No need for me complaining, my objection's overruled, ahh.
Too much monkey business,
Too much monkey business,
Too much monkey business,
For me to be involved in!
Telephone, something wrong, dime gone, will mail,
Oughtta sue the operator, for telling me a tale, ahh.
Too much monkey business,
Too much monkey business,
Too much monkey business,
For me to be involved in!
I been to Yokohama, been fightin' in the war.
Army bunk, army crew, army food, army corps, aah.
Too much monkey business,
Too much monkey business,
Too much monkey business,
For me to be involved in!
Workin' in the fillin' station, too many tasks.
Wipe the windows, check the tyres, check the oil, a dollar gas.
Too much monkey business,
Too much monkey business,
Too much monkey business,
For me to be involved in!
Too much monkey business for me!
(Jim McCarty / Jimmy Page)
Tinker, tailor, soldier, sailor,
Rich man, poor man, beggar man, thief,
Doctor, baker, fine shoe-maker,
Wise man, madman, taxman, please,
How can I know just what to be?
Please stop and give advice to me.
Tell me,
Tell me,
How many people do I help,
Just by sitting on the shelf,
Tell me,
Tell me,
I don't want a trade at all,
[It's for to?] living off the road.
Ooooh,
Tinker, tailor, soldier, sailor,
Rich man, poor man, beggar man, thief,
Doctor, baker, fine shoe-maker,
Wise man, madman, taxman, please.
Who's gonna tell me what to do?
Then they will say that I am true.
Maybe,
Maybe,
Perhaps I'll come to a great success,
Or possible a dreadful mess.
Maybe,
Maybe,
[Having buys its?] fortune, fame,
Living's just a little game.
Woooo-aaah,
Tinker, tailor, soldier, sailor,
Rich man, poor man, beggar man, thief,
Doctor, baker, fine shoe-maker,
Wise man, madman, taxman, please.
How can I know just what to be,
Please stop and give advice to me,
Tell me,
Tell me,
How many people do I help,
Just by sitting on a shelf,
Tell me,
Tell me,
I don't want a trade at all,
[It's for to?] living off the road,
Ooooh,
Tinker, tailor, soldier, sailor,
Rich man, poor man, beggar man, thief,
Doctor, baker, fine shoe-maker,
Wise man, madman, taxman, please.
Tinker, tailor, soldier, sailor,
... to fade
(Chris Dreja / Jim McCarty / Jeff Beck / Keith Relf / Paul Samwell-Smith)
I'm searching for my baby,
Well I think I'm gonna cry.
I'm searching for my baby,
I think I'm gonna cry, yeah.
I can't find that woman,
No matter how hard I try.
Well I've got myself a car,
And the thing is painted blue.
Well I've got myself a car,
And that thing is painted blue.
But no matter what's done to me baby,
I guess I'll always be blue.
I got a hundred and fifty things,
Now all I gotta find is you.
I got a hundred and fifty things,
Now all I gotta find is you.
And if the Nazz don't help me baby,
You better forget about me too.
(Chris Dreja / Keith Relf / Jim McCarty / Jimmy Page)
Stealin', stealin',
Mama, don't ya tell on me,
I'm stealing back to the way I used to be.
Well, put your arms around me,
Like a circle round the sun,
Now [they's got the blue,?]
We can have a little fun,
How glad it's you,
And not your sister with me now,
Saw her yesterday,
And she look's just like a ...,
Stealin', stealin,
Mama, don't ya tell on me,
I'm stealing back to the way I used to be.
I'm stealin', stealin,
Mama, don't ya tell on me,
I'm stealing back to the way I used to be.
Well, sit beside me baby,
[?]
The sun is shining out now,
Just for you and I,
Look, I mean to walk you home,
Your mama's getting bad,
So I'd rather stay at home.
Stealin', stealin,
Mama, don't ya tell on me,
I'm stealing back to the way I used to be.
I'm stealin', stealin,
Mama, don't ya tell on me,
I'm stealing back to the way I used to be.
Stealin', stealin,
Mama, don't ya tell on me,
I'm stealing back to the way I used to be.
Stealin', stealin,
Mama, don't ya tell on me,
...to fade
(Chris Dreja / Keith Relf / Jim McCarty / Jimmy Page)
Smile on me baby,
Make me feel like summer's here.
Smile on me baby,
Make me feel good when you're near.
Prove it to me baby,
That our love is in the clear.
Walk with me baby,
Make me hold my head up high.
Walk with me baby,
Make me feel the greatest guy.
I'm gonna love you baby,
Love you till you cry.
Stay with me baby,
Make me always feel so fine.
Stay with me baby,
Make me always feel so fine,
So I can tell all the world,
You always gonna be mine.
Smile on me baby,
Make me feel like summer's here.
Smile on me baby,
Make me feel good when you're near.
Prove it to me baby,
That our love is in the clear.
Shapes of things before my eyes,
Just teach me to despise.
Will time make men more wise?
Here within my lonely frame,
my eyes just heard my brain.
But will it seem the same?
(Come Tomorrow) Will I be older?
(Come Tomorrow) May be a soldier.
(Come Tomorrow) May I be bolder than today?
Now the trees are almost green.
But will they still be seen?
When time and tide have been.
Fall into your passing hands.
Please don't destroy these lands.
Don't make them desert sands.
Chorus, Lead.
Soon I hope that I will find,
Thoughts deep within my mind.
That won't displace my kind.
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
Cars and girls are easy come by in this day and age
laughing joking drinking smoking
till I've spent my wage.
When I was young people spoke of immorality
all the things they said
were wrong are what I want to be.
Over under sideways down.
Hey, backwards forwards square and 'round.
Over under sideways down.
Hey, backwards forwards square and round.
When will it end, when will it end.
Hey! Hey!
I find comment 'bout my looks irrelativity
think I'll go and have some fun 'cos it's all for free
I'm not searching for a reason to enjoy myself
seems it's better done
than argued with somebody else.
Over under sideways down.
Hey, backwards forwards square and round.
Over under sideways down.
Hey, backwards forwards square and round.
When will it end, when will it end.
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
Over under sideways down...
(Keith Relf)
Gone, gone away,
Gone away,
Almost nothing to do.
Gone away,
Now I'm far from you,
Though I'm alone now,
And there's nobody near,
I hush my voice,
Lest they should hear;
My prayers go up to the sky,
Deep within me I die,
I'll never cry,
No-one must see me this way.
Left, left to find,
Someone kind,
Who won't leave me behind,
Who will guide me,
When I am blind;
Soothe my brow,
When thoughts hurt my brain;
Help me love,
When faced with pain.
I long to find someone who,
Will remind me of you,
Only the black rose knows what I will do.
Silence, silence now,
Not a sound,
Stillness everywhere now,
And the trees,
To the wind gently bow,
Only visions of the past and the gloom,
And for the moment you're in the room,
And just as flowers bloom and die,
No-one watching to cry,
Only the black rose stands up to the sky.
Only the black rose stands up to the sky.
Only the black rose.
(J. Patton / K. Rogers)
You say hop and I'll hop,
You say stop and I'll stop,
You say come and I come,
Oh anything you say I'm like a hunk of clay.
I'm just like putty,
Putty in your hands ah-ah,
Well ah-ah.
With one wave of your hand,
I'm your slave to command,
But I'm glad it's OK,
Oh anything you say I'm like a hunk of clay.
I'm just like putty,
Putty in your hands ah-ah,
Well ah-ah.
You can stretch me until I'm ten feet tall,
Or cut me down to the size of a rubber ball.
You can use me, abuse me, but never remove me,
Without your love I ain't nothing at all.
Oh well ah.
They say I'm a fool,
'Cos you treat me so cruel,
But I'll go on this way.
Oh anything you say I'm like a hunk of clay.
I'm just like putty,
Putty in your hands ah-ah,
Oh ah-ah.
You can stretch me until I'm ten feet tall,
or cut me down to the size of a rubber ball.
You can use me, abuse me, but never refuse me,
Without your love I ain't nothing at all.
Oh well ah.
They say I'm a fool,
'Cos you treat me so cruel,
But I'll go on this way,
Oh anything you say I'm like a hunk of clay.
I'm just like putty,
Putty in your hands ah-ah,
Well ah-ah.
I'm just like putty,
Putty in your hands ah-ah,
Well ah-ah.
I'm just like putty,
Putty in your hands ah-ah,
Well ah-ah.
(Yardbirds)
Pennsylvania snow is pretty thick,
Michigan ain't where I get my kicks.
Texas is fine but it gets too hot,
And New York City's not a place to stop.
New Orleans is the home of the blues,
But California's my home with Mary Hughes.
Down in Mississippi I'm told is nice,
And all the meals there, they come with rice.
Oregon and Iowa are not for me,
The Colorado mountains are something you must see.
But back in California there's nothing to lose,
'Cos everything's swinging there with Mary Hughes.
(Rice Miller Williamson)
I found out,
What my baby likes.
I found out,
What my baby likes.
[She likes a] whole lot of loving,
And a straight-eight Pontiac.
We gonna get on the highway,
[And cut the?] bright lights [on?]
Get on the highway,
[Got the?] bright lights [on?]
Turn the radio on,
Dig that voice from the North.
Oh,
[?]
Yes baby I know.
[?]
With your head in my chest,
[... in my bed ?]
We gonna move,
down highway 49.
We gonna move,
down the highway 49.
She got her head in my chest
[... fine?]
(James McCarty)
You can read it in the morning
You can read read it late at night
Well there's been another warning
Or there's been another fight
There's a scandal going on
Some reporter stumbled on
About a leek in the press
And the world is in a mess
Wont you spare me from this story
'Cause I only get confused
Please don€™t tell me about the news
Please don€™t tell me about the news
Well some body told me lately
You've been seen down the town
Showing off your latest number
With some young guy hanging 'round
You were flirting with a kid
In a way you never did
When we used to be around
And we thought we had it found
Wont you spare me from this story
Babe I'll only get confused
Please don€™t tell me about the news
Please don€™t tell me about the news
There's a man in an office
And you know he's on the make
Long ago he sold his conscience
For the company's sake
Now he's really sealed his fate
By building an estate
An old sacred site
So we cant give up this fight
Wont you spare me from this story
And all those I would accuse
Please don€™t tell me about the news
Please don€™t tell me about the news
And I know if she had me back again
well I would never make her sad.
I've gotta heart full of soul.
Sick at heart and lonely,
deep in dark despair.
Thinking one thought only
where is she tell me where.
And if she says to you
she doesn't love me
just give her my message
tell her of my plea
She's been gone such a long time
longer than I can bear
but if she says she wants me
tell her that I'll be there
And if she says to you
she doesn't love me
just give her my message
tell her of my plea.
(Atkins / Derrico)
I'm moving,
I'm gonna see the world while I can.
I'm moving,
I'm gonna be a well rounded man.
And there ain't no room for no-one else,
I've got to learn it all for myself.
No excess baggage,
- There to worry me.
No excess baggage,
- There to hurry me.
No excess baggage, girl,
I must roam,
All alone,
On my own,
I'm hungry,
I wanna taste the fruits of the world.
So hungry,
And assure I do love you girl.
But if you're what I'm searching for,
My heart will lead me back to your door.
No excess baggage,
- There to worry me.
No excess baggage,
- There to hurry me.
No excess baggage, girl,
I must roam,
All alone,
On my own.
But if you're what I'm searching for,
My heart will lead me back to your door.
No excess baggage,
- There to worry me.
No excess baggage,
- There to hurry me.
No excess baggage, girl,
I must roam,
All alone,
On my own.
I gotta roam,
All alone,
- No excess baggage.
On my own.
I gotta roam,
- No excess baggage.
All alone,
On my own.
- No excess baggage.
I gotta roam,
- No excess baggage.
On my own.
In the mystery of being
Sometimes when it's not so easy seeing
Where you're going, what will be tomorrow
Wondering about the path to follow
In the darkness we bump into each other
And it's hard for me to call you brother
In my heart the questions are burning
Someone said the journey is the learning
Chorus
If I could shine a light on where I'm going
If I could shine a light on what I'm doing
If I could find the love that might be freeing
In this mystery of being
In the mystery of living
Seems to me there's such a joy in giving
Without sadness how could there be elation
Feel my life is down to my creation
Chorus
If I could shine a light on where I'm going
If I could shine a light on what I'm doing
If I could find the love that might be freeing
In this mystery of being
(Chris Dreja)
Feet on the sidewalk
I feel kinda sick
Hands out front
I need a white stick
Blurred in the morning
Bruised at night
Falling in the darkness
Could've been a fight
Chorus
My blind life
I cant see the road
I cant see the light
Kicking in the doorway
Climbing up the stairs
wading in the water
Knocking on the door
Bringing home the Bacon
Back to the wall
Feel like a looser
Gonna take a fall
Chorus
My blind life
I cant see the road
I cant see the light
Chorus
My blind life
I cant see the road
I cant see the light
(Mort Shuman / Jerry Ragovoy)
Anderson Theatre version
And when they say that lovers feign,
Well, to me, you know, it don't matter no how,
All I gotta do is call your name,
Well then I've got,
My baby.
You know I've got,
My baby.
And when I work hard each and every day,
When I come home my baby has a lot to say,
Most of what she tells me is that she's mine,
'Cos you know I've got,
My baby.
You know I've got,
My baby.
You know I've got,
My baby.
You know I've got,
My baby.
Deep, deep, deep in the heart of night,
Lay my head down and go to sleep,
I know everything's gonna be alright,
Because I've got,
My baby.
You know I've got,
My baby,
You know I've got,
My baby.
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BBC version
And when they say that lovers feign,
Well, to them, you know, that may be true,
All I gotta do is call your name,
Well then I've got,
My baby.
Yes I have,
You know I've got,
My baby.
And when I work hard each and every day,
It don't matter not to me no more,
All I gotta do is just call your name,
Well then I've got,
My baby.
You know I've got,
My baby.
You know I've got,
My baby.
Yes I have,
You know I've got,
My baby.
Deep, deep, deep in the heart of night,
I lay my head down and go to sleep,
I know everything's gonna be alright,
Because I've got,
My baby.
- Yes I have.
You know I've got,
My baby,
- Yes I have.
You know I've got,
My baby.
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Cumular Limit version
And when I work hard each and every day,
You know it's a worry to me no how,
All I gotta do is call your name,
And then I've got,
My baby.
You know I've got,
My baby.
And when they say that lovers feign,
To them, you know, that may be true,
All I gotta do is call your name,
And then I've got,
My baby.
You know I've got,
My baby.
You know I've got,
My baby.
You know I've got,
My baby.
Deep, deep, deep in the heart of night,
- Heart of night,
I lay my head down and go to sleep,
- Go to sleep,
I know everything's gonna be alright,
Because I've got,
My baby.
- Yes I have.
You know I've got,
My baby,
- Yes I have.
You know I've got,
My baby.
(Written by M. Hugg, B. Hugg)
Can you judge a man
By the way he wears his hair?
Can you read his mind
By the clothes that he wears?
Can you tell a bad man
By the pattern on his tie?
Chorus
Then Misty you're a better man than I
Misty You're a better man than I
Misty You're a better man than I
Misty You're a better man than I
Could you tell a wise man
By the way he speaks or spells?
Is it more important
Than the story that he tells?
And call a man a fool
If for wealth he doesn't strive
Chorus
Then Misty you're a better man than I
Misty You're a better man than I
Misty You're a better man than I
Misty You're a better man than I
Could you condemn a man
If your faith he doesn't hold?
Say the colour of his skin
Is the colour of his soul?
Or could you say if men
For king and country all must die?
Chorus
Then Misty you're a better man than I
You're a better man than I
Misty You're a better man than I
Misty You're a better man than I
(James McCarty)
He's Just 'round the corner
Nobody will warn ya'
You wont see his coming
The way your life's a running
As he tries to wreck you
He's bound to affect you
Stops your inspiration
And all your creation
Chorus
Hey hey hey hey
Mr. Saboteur
You wont see him waiting
As he quietly starts to stir
hey hey hey hey
Mr. Saboteur
He's there
He's easy to hide
He's deep down inside
You wont see him scheming
Wile your quietly dreaming
He may try to take you
Or very slowly break you
He'll make It all so black
you won't get it back
Chorus
Hey hey hey hey
Mr. Saboteur
You wont see him waiting there
Right behind the door
hey hey hey hey
Mr. Saboteur
He's there
(Chris Dreja / Jim McCarty / Jeff Beck / Keith Relf / Paul Samwell-Smith)
Don't know where to run to,
Don't know where to hide.
See my future coming,
Like the rising of the tide.
But I lost you,
Lost you woman.
The only woman,
Woman who was my kind.
Made me lose my money,
You made me lose my mind.
It's people like you, baby,
Going to rule mankind.
But I lost you,
Lost you woman.
The only woman,
Woman who was my kind.
But if you come back,
I won't be the same.
What you did to me,
You can hardly call humane.
But I lost you,
But I still love you.
The only woman,
Woman who was my kind.
(Keith Relf / Jim McCarty / Jimmy Page)
Little wooden soldier boy,
How he's bored to be a toy.
Sitting on the mantelpiece,
Was not his idea of peace.
So one night at half past one,
He ordered all the toys to come.
He told them all a good game to play,
Next day.
The teddy bears and wind-up toys,
Together made a lot of noise.
The other side formed into ranks,
Proud 'cause they had plastic tanks.
High up on the shelf to see,
The soldier had to jump with glee.
At last before his eyes he saw,
A real war.
With a battle raging on the floor,
The soldier boy was urging more.
Soon the floor was strewn with bits,
Fur and stuff and building kits.
The soldier boy was feeling high,
As smoke clouds rolled across the sky.
He gave a last triumphant cry,
And fell into the fire.
(instrumental)
(Chris Dreja / Keith Relf / Jim McCarty / Jimmy Page)
Ah, ah, ah, ah...
Well I've been running and a-hiding,
Trying to lose my mind.
Well I've been running and a-hiding,
Trying to lose my mind.
Ever since you told me,
That you weren't my kind.
Ah, ah, ah...
Drinking muddy water,
I don't know how long for.
I been drinking muddy water,
I don't know how long for.
Since I been running, babe,
I been treating you like a dog.
(Jake Holmes, arr. Yardbirds)
Anderson Theatre version
I'm dazed and confused,
Is it stay, is it go?
I'm being abused,
And I think I should know,
Come on baby,
I'm starting to crack,
If you're out to get me,
You're on the right track.
Hey!
Hey, hey!
I'm dazed and confused,
Hanging on by a thread,
Come on baby,
Do you want me dead?
I can arrange that for a dollar or two.
I can't remember,
Anything about you.
Hey, hey!
Hey, hey!
Hey!
I'm dazed and confused,
Hanging on by a thread,
I'm being abused,
I'd be better off dead,
If you're out to get me,
You're on the right track,
Quittin' teasin',
I'm starting to crack.
Yeah!
Yeah!
Yeah!
Hey, hey, hey!
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Cumular Limit version
I'm dazed and confused,
Is it stay, is it go?
Give me a clue,
'Cos I just want to know.
Give me a clue as to where I am at,
Feel like a mouse, and you act like a cat.
Yeah I'm,
Yeah I'm,
Yeah I'm,
Yeah I'm,
I'm dazed and confused,
Hangin' on by a thread,
I've been abused,
I'd be better off dead,
Can't stand the heat,
And I'm starting to crack,
If you're out to get me,
You're on the right track.
Hey, hey!
Hey, hey!
Hey, hey!
I'm dazed and confused,
Is it stay, is it go?
I still love you,
But I still want to know,
Secrets are fun to a certain degree,
This one's no fun 'cause the secret's on me.
Yeah, yeah,
Hey, hey!
Hey!
I'm dazed and confused,
Is it stay, is it go?
I've been abused,
And I sure wanna know,
Give me a clue as to where I am at,
Feel like a mouse, and you act like a cat.
Yeah!
Hey, hey, hey, hey!
You pretty women,
Standing in line,
Make love to babe,
In my own time
'Cause I'm a man,
turned 21,
I spell M - A - N, man
Don't back down,
To Kansas too
Bring back a pretty girl,
Just like you,
'Cause I'm a man
I spell m, a, n, man
(Billy Boy Arnold)
Early in the morning, 'bout the break of day,
That's when my baby went away.
Come back, baby, I wish you would,
Try and love me, you won't do no good.
Walking and a-kissing late at night;
I tell you now baby, I feel just right.
Come now baby, whatcha trying to do?
Trying to love me and some other man, too.
Come now baby, give me one more chance.
You know I still love you, want to give you romance.
Yeah romance, all night long, in my arms, woah yeah.
(First Verse)
You know baby that I love you so.
You know, pretty baby, it hurts me to see you go.
Oh yeah, oh yeah.
(Chris Dreja / Jim McCarty / Jeff Beck / Keith Relf / Paul Samwell-Smith)
I can't make your way.
Silly men, they all get worried,
Live their life so worthlessly,
Troubled, bothered, flustered, hurried,
They should take a look at me.
Taxman, rentman, they all chase me,
I ain't home when they come round.
Got no money, live my life free,
That's the best way, I have found.
I can't make your way.
I can't make your way.
I can't make your way.
Is that me I hear you calling?
Do I hear you call my name?
It ain't me that will be falling,
Ten years time, I'll be the same.
I can't make your way.
I can't make your way.
I can't make your way.
I can't make your way.
I can't make your way.
(Calvin Carter)
I got a Maserati G.T.
With snakeskin upholstery.
I got a charge account at Goldblatt's,
But I ain't got you.
I got a closet full of clothes,
But no matter where it goes,
It keeps a ring in the nose,
But I ain't got you.
I got a tavern and a liquor store.
I play the numbers, yeah, four forty-four.
I got a mojo, yeah, don't you know,
I'm all dressed up with no place to go.
I got women to the right of me.
I got women to the left of me.
I got women all around me,
But I ain't got you.
No, I ain't got you.
(Third Verse)
(Fourth Verse)
No I ain't got you.
For your love
For your love
For your love
I'd give you everything and more and that's for sure
For your love
I'd bring you diamond rings and things right to your door
For your love
To thrill you with delight, I'd give you diamonds bright
Double takes I will excite, make you dream of me at night
For your love (held)
For your love (held)
For your love (held)
For your love, for your love
I would give the stars above
For your love, for your love
I would give you all I could (held)
I'd give the moon if it were mine to give
For your love
I'd give the stars and the sun for I live
For your love
(Chris Dreja / Jim McCarty / Jeff Beck / Keith Relf / Paul Samwell-Smith)
You're looking my way,
That's good to see.
Well how I'm thinking,
Is it really me.
You'll give me something,
That [lights up all?]
It can't be just my,
My eyes you call.
I'd like to get to know you, sure,
And take this thing just one step more,
And find out just what it's all for,
But he's always there.
You're fixing my eyes,
With a constant gaze.
It could really have me,
In an utter daze.
Come a little closer,
He's not to see,
There's something going,
Between you and me.
I'd like to get to know you, sure,
And take this thing just one step more,
And find out just what it's all for,
But he's always there.
I'd like to get to know you, sure,
And take this thing just one step more,
And find out just what it's all for,
But he's always there.
He's always there.
He's always there.
He's always there.
... repeat to fade
(Written by Relf, McCarty, Beck, Page)
Meeting people on my way
Seemingly I've known one day
Familiarity of things
That my dreaming always brings
Chorus
Happenings ten years time ago
Situations we really know
But the knowing is in the mind
Sinking deep into the well of time
Sinking deep into the well of time
Walking in the room I see
Things that mean a lot to me
Why they do I'll never know
Memories don't strike me so
Memories don't strike me so
It seems to me I've been here before
The sounds I heard, and the sights I saw
Was it real, was it in my dreams
I need to know what it all means
Happenings ten years time ago
Situations we really know
But the knowing is in the mind
Sinking deep into the well of time
Sinking deep into the well of time
(instrumental)
(H. G. Demarais)
Good morning, little schoolgirl.
Good morning, little schoolgirl.
Can I go home with you?
Won't you let me go home with you,
So I can hug, hug, squeeze, squeeze?
If you let me I can tease you baby.
Hey, hey hey hey. Hey hey hey hey. Hey, yeah.
Let's dance, little schoolgirl.
Let's dance, little schoolgirl.
Won't you let me take you to the hop, hop,
Have a party at the soda shop,
So we can do the twist, do the stroll
To the music of the rock 'n' roll.
Hey, hey hey hey. Hey hey hey hey. Hey, yeah.
(First Verse)
Good morning, little schoolgirl.
Good morning, little schoolgirl.
Can I go home with you?
Won't you let me go home with you?
Tell your mama and your papa that I love you.
Tell your sisters and your brother that I love you.
Hey, hey hey hey. Hey, hey hey hey.
Hey, hey hey hey. Hey, hey hey hey.
(Jimmy Page / Jim McCarty / Keith Relf / Chris Dreja)
Glimpses of clouds in a forest,
Can review well within us,
And to never linger on one is life,
Energy radiates from the source,
The life around us is but a reflection of our own,
Flowing within never-ending boundless infinity,
Time is just a cumular limit,
Which with one glimpse can overcome,
Can overcome,
Can overcome,
Can overcome,
Can overcome,
Can overcome,
Can overcome.
(Chris Dreja / Jim McCarty / Jeff Beck / Keith Relf / Paul Samwell-Smith)
Looking at the world around,
For the very first time.
Never seen it all before,
Hope it's not all mine.
On Monday morning all alone,
I woke within my house of stone.
I ventured forth unto the day,
These things I saw upon my way.
Trees and flowers were wrapped around,
With people's castoffs on the ground.
Roads and noise of glass and steel,
And people snared within the wheel.
Tuesday looked into the sky,
Where birds in peace were left to fly.
Thunder rolled and lightning flashed,
I watched the world as people dashed.
Friday's sadness began to creep,
Upon me like the deepest sleep.
It seemed that only I could see,
Just what my world would finally be.
On Sunday back inside my room,
I draw the blinds, 'tis afternoon.
I let my mind find its own ways,
Farewell to future days.
(Chris Dreja / Jim McCarty / Jeff Beck / Keith Relf / Paul Samwell-Smith)
Ever since the world began,
Satan's followed every man.
Trapping evil if he can,
I tell you now his greatest plan.
Invented when I cannot tell,
Defied the thoughts of man so well.
Man wants money for his need,
But soon it sows its evil seed.
Unhappiness it only brings,
As man wants more and better things.
If not enough the evil lies,
But soon you'll find somebody dies.
Throughout the years there have been wars,
Power and richness have been the cause.
Trapped in money's evil net,
Man wants more than he can get.
You don't need money.
No, no, no, no,
You don't need money.
No, no, no, no,
You don't need money.
... etc.
It'll never bring you love,
No more than the sun above.
You'll never see the end,
The money you will surely spend.
But ask for help if you sin,
Reclaim yourself, what a state you're in.
The devil has you in his grasp,
There ain't no mercy you can ask.
More and more you will need,
You're strangled in the clutch of greed.
You can't get out, no place to go,
You sold your soul - the answer's no!
(Isley / Isley / Isley)
She's so respectable,
She's so respectable,
Tell me, what kind of girl is this?
-- What kind of girl is this?
She's never ever been kissed.
-- What kind of girl?
Rubbidy dub dub dub,
-- What kind of girl is this?
She's never ever been in love,
-- What kind of girl?
She's never been out in the moonlight,
Watching the stars above.
She's so respectable,
Tell me, what kind of girl is this?
-- What kind of girl is this?
She's never ever been on a date.
-- What kind of girl?
What kind of girl is this?
-- What kind of girl is this?
She's never ever been on a date.
-- What kind of girl?
Yes, I'm telling you people,
She's the kind of girl for me.
She's so respectable.
-- Did you love her?
No, no, no, no, no, no!
-- Did you hug her?
No, no, no, no, no, no!
-- Did you squeeze her?
No, no, no, no, no, no!
-- Did you kiss her?
No, no, no, no, no, no!
-- What kind of girl is this?
The kind of girl you just can't resist.
-- What kind of girl is this?
The kind of girl who's never been kissed.
Yeah, I'm telling you people,
She's the kind of girl for me.
-- She's so respectable.
Wow!
She's so respectable,
She is so respectable,
Tell me, what kind of girl is this?
-- What kind of girl is this?
She never, ever, ever been kissed.
-- What kind of girl?
Rubbidy rub dub dub,
-- What kind of girl is this?
She never ever been in love.
-- What kind of girl?
She never been out in the moonlight,
Watching the stars above.
-- She's so respectable,
Tell me, what kind of girl is this?
-- What kind of girl is this?
She never ever been on a date.
-- What kind of girl?
What kind of girl is this?
-- What kind of girl is this?
She never ever been on a date.
-- What kind of girl?
Yes I'm telling you people,
She the kind of girl for me.
She's so respectable.
-- Did you love her?
No, no, no, no, no, no!
-- Did you hug her?
No, no, no, no, no, no!
-- Did you squeeze her?
No, no, no, no, no, no!
-- Did you kiss her?
No, no, no, no, no, no!
-- What kind of girl is this?
The kind of girl you just can't resist.
-- What kind of girl is this?
The kind of girl who's never been kissed.
I'm going down on my knees,
She'll go out with me.
She's so respectable.
Humpty Dumpty sat on the wall,
Humpty Dumpty had a big fall,
All the king's horses and all the king's men,
Couldn't put Humpty together again.
Tell me,
Tell me,
Tell me,
She's so respectable,
Tell me,
Please tell me,
...
She's the kind of girl for me.
(Chris Dreja / Jim McCarty / Jeff Beck / Keith Relf / Paul Samwell-Smith)
Baby I got a problem,
Don't know what to do.
Baby I got a problem,
I don't know what to do.
Can't find the words to describe you, woman,
None I got will do.
I gonna search a dictionary,
I find new words to use.
Gonna search a dictionary,
Find new words to use.
Woman you defy me,
Ain't no words to choose.
Baby I'm rackin' my mind,
Baby I'm rackin' my mind,
Now I can't [ ?].
Baby rackin' my mind,
I can't find,
Any words.
Tell me woman,
Got a hold on my mind.
My, my, my, my, my, mind,
You sure are the strangest kind.
Got no words for you baby,
Ain't no words I can find.
Now I know what to call you,
Know what to call you, baby.
I know what to call you,
Know what to call you,
You're the world's worst woman,
The devil ever made.
Now I know you baby,
Now I know you girl,
Now I know you baby,
[You find some other guy ?]
I know baby,
I sure raise my eye.
(Chris Dreja / Jim McCarty / Jeff Beck / Keith Relf / Paul Samwell-Smith)
I want somebody here to tell me why,
There's always smoke up in the sky.
Please don't make me want to cry,
Detail has not been seen.
Summer trees should all be green,
Plain and green as they have been,
Sun don't ever change the scene,
Please never let them die.
What do you want?
What do you want?
What do you want?
What do you want?
Sounds which soar above my ears,
Will naturally precede in years,
They only cause a flood of tears,
I want to turn and run.
Don't need someone to make my fun,
Only need to see the sun,
I will not go and cause harm,
I cannot think that way.
What do you want?
What do you want?
What do you want?
What do you want?
Sit spellbound by a flickering screen,
Watch the ever changing scenes,
Listen to the rising screams,
Of children of today.
Lock your doors and stay within,
Upon your face the stupid grins,
Penalty for unrealised sins,
Committed on your way.
What do you want?
What do you want?
What do you want?
What do you want?
What do you want?
What do you want?
...
(Lance / Cobbs / Bowie)
Sweet music,
Sweet music.
Why do my heart skips a beat?
- Pretty music,
What makes the soul come out of me?
- Pretty music,
Somebody's really gotta tell me,
- Pretty music,
What makes this music sound so sweet?
- Pretty music,
Sweet music,
Sweet music.
What puts the rhythm on in my feet?
- Pretty music,
They start to tap with every beat.
- Pretty music,
Well, it's a strange, strange feeling but it's real,
- Pretty music,
It gives me such a magic thrill.
- Pretty music,
Sweet music.
Could it be the beat of the drums?
Could it be the harp that charms?
The wailing guitars are so great,
They really put the rhythm of today.
I've gotta really, really know why,
- Pretty music,
Some of the music brings tears to my eyes.
- Pretty music,
Emotion really starts to scream in my soul,
- Pretty music,
Like love so new, just won't grow old.
- Pretty music,
Sweet Music.
Could it be the beat of the drums?
Could it be the harp that charms?
The wailing guitars are so great,
They really put the rhythm of today.
I've gotta really, really know why,
- Pretty music,
Some of the music brings tears to my eyes.
- Pretty music,
Emotion really starts to scream in my soul,
- Pretty music,
Like love so new, just won't grow old.
- Pretty music,
Sweet music,
Sweet music,
Sweet music,
Sweet music,
Sweet music.
(Chester Burnett)
Five Live Yardbirds version
Yeah, smokestack lightning,
Don't you hear me callin'?
Don't you hear me callin' your name?
Don't you hear me callin' you?
Don't you hear me callin' you?
Tell me where did you go last night?
Gotta know who you been with.
Tell me where did you go last night?
Tell me where did you go?
Tell me where did you go?
Fare you well, goodbye, pretty baby,
Never see you no more, no more.
Fare you well, goodbye, pretty baby, goodbye,
Fare you well, goodbye.
Yeah, smokestack lightning,
Shining like gold,
Don't you hear me call out you?
Don't you hear me callin' you now?
Don't you hear me callin' you now?
Ah, stop your train, yeah,
Let me go for a ride with you,
Let me go for a ride, oh stop your train now,
Oh, stop your train now,
Fare you well, goodbye, pretty baby,
Tell me where did you go?
Why did you leave me, oh?
Oh, fare you well, goodbye, goodbye.
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Alternate early live version
Yeah, smokestack lightning,
Don't you hear me callin'?
Don't you hear me callin'?
Tell me where did you go last night?
I gotta know who you been with.
Tell me where did you go last night?
Yeah, stop your train,
Let me go for a ride, pretty baby, you know,
Stop your train, I gotta ride with you.
Gotta ride with you,
Gotta ride with you.
Fare you well, goodbye, pretty baby,
Fare you well, goodbye, goodbye,
Never see you no more, pretty baby, goodbye,
Goodbye, goodbye,
Goodbye, goodbye,
Goodbye, goodbye.
Yeah, smokestack lightning,
Shining like gold,
Don't you hear me callin'?
Gotta stop your train, let me go for a ride,
Let me ride with you,
Stop your train and ride with you.
(Simon Napier Bell)
Shapes in my mind,
My eyes are closed.
The colours cry,
My brain explodes.
My body shrinks into my head,
I must have help or I'll be dead.
Please!
You've got to make be break this spell.
You've got to give me all your help.
You've got to stop my spinning brain.
You've got to be with me again.
I see your face,
I see your smile,
I see the eyes that used to cry.
I see the lips I used to kiss,
I can't forget.
I see you standing all alone,
I see the things that I did wrong.
I see I didn't try enough,
To give you love.
The love you gave,
And left behind,
Has dropped and burned inside my mind.
I can't see out,
I can't see in,
I know I'm lost, I can't explain,
The pain I felt is here again.
I've nothing left,
Is this the end?
I see your face,
I see your smile,
I see the eyes that used to cry.
I see the lips I used to kiss,
I can't forget.
I see you standing all alone,
I see the things that I did wrong.
I see I didn't try enough,
To give you love.
NB: in one version the final verse and chorus (refrain) are as above; in another version the order is reversed.
Pretty girl,
Damn shame,
You let those homely girls,
Come and take your man.
Pretty baby,
Well, you know you're looking good,
Oh but these homely girls,
They're gonna wreck this neighbourhood.
Pretty girl,
Better watch yourself,
Because these homely girls will leave you on the shelf,
Pretty baby,
Yeah, you know you're looking fine,
Oh but these homely girls,
Got a marrying man changing his mind.
Homely baby,
Pretty baby,
Pretty baby,
Homely baby,
Homely baby,
Pretty baby
Told you just what to do,
Pretty girl,
Better watch your man,
Because these homely girls are raising Cain,
Pretty baby,
Oh you know you're the real McCoy,
Oh but these homely girls,
Got a marrying man jumping for joy.
Pretty baby,
Pretty baby,
Homely baby,
Homely baby,
Pretty baby,
Pretty baby,
I told you just what to do,
Pretty girl,
Better watch yourself,
Because these homely girls will leave you on the shelf,
Pretty baby,
Yeah, you know you're looking fine,
Oh but these homely girls,
Got a marrying man changing his mind,
Pretty girl,
You're looking good,
Oh well these homely girls will wreck this neighbourhood.
Pretty baby,
Ah, you know she's the real McCoy,
Oh well these homely girls,
Got a marrying man jumping for joy,
Pretty baby,
Pretty baby,
Homely baby,
Homely baby,
Pretty baby,
Pretty baby,
I told you just what to do,
Pretty girl,
Better watch your man,
Because these homely girls are raising Cain,
Pretty baby,
Yeah, you know she's the real McCoy.
Oh but these homely girls,
Got a marrying man jumping for joy.
I want you to meet me
Out on the water coast
I want you to meet me darlin'
Out on the water coast
I want to find out which one you love the most
I want your love
And I sent you a telegram
Baby, I want your love
And I sent you a telegram
And I call you long distance so you know just wild I am
Meet me, meet me, meet me on the water coast
Meet me, meet me, meet me on the water coast
I'm gonna find out this mornin' which one of us you love the most
Meet me, meet me baby, on the water coast
I want you to meet me, meet me, meet me down on the water coast
I'm gonna find out in the mornin' which one you love the most
I'm gonna find out in the mornin' which one that you love the most
(Russell / Farrell)
Hang on sloopy,
Sloopy, hang on.
Hang on sloopy,
Sloopy, hang on.
Sloopy lives in a very bad part of town.
All the little girls there are trying to put poor sloopy down.
Sloopy, I don't care what you're daddy do.
You know little girl, I'm in love with you.
All together now,
Hang on sloopy,
Sloopy, hang on.
Hang on sloopy,
Sloopy, hang on.
Sloopy lets her hair down every time she's out on the town,
- Hang on sloopy.
Sloopy lets her hair down every time she's out with me,
- Hang on sloopy.
Come on sloopy,
- Come on, come on.
Come on girl.
- Come on, come on.
Say yeah, yeah, yeah.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Good, good, good, good.
- Good, good, good, good.
Good, good, good, good.
- Good, good, good, good.
I wanna say aaahh - aaahh - aaahh.
Hang on sloopy.
Mmmm, baby don't you know,
You thrill me so.
I love you so,
Oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh, baby.
Love the way that you dance,
Give me one chance.
And I'll sweep you away.
I wanna say aaahh - aaahh - aaahh.
Hang on sloopy.
Hang on sloopy,
Sloopy, hang on.
All together now,
Hang on sloopy,
Sloopy, hang on.
A little bit quieter.
Hang on sloopy,
Sloopy, hang on.
All down.
Hang on sloopy,
Sloopy, hang on.
Psss, whisper it.
Hang on sloopy,
Sloopy, hang on.
Very, very quiet.
Hang on sloopy,
Sloopy, hang on.
Come on sloopy,
Come on, come on.
Yeah, now come on girl.
Come on, come on.
Come away with it sloopy,
Come away with it little girl.
Love the way you walk,
Love the way you talk, baby.
...
improvisation
...
Oh, oh, oh, oh.
I got something more to say to you,
Little sloopy blue.
I wanna say aaahh - aaahh - aaahh.
Hang on sloopy.
(Bob Lind)
Diamonds of silvery rain in the fountains,
And ten-cent red roses from department store counters,
Watching the moonlight reflect off the river,
Beside where the trains cross the bridge and slow down,
Trains with white letters on black iron sides,
And white rushing water that all rolls away,
And Little Miss Someone does not want to stay.
Everyone's moving, with places to go,
And Mr Zero, he sadly stands still.
As the water goes one way, the train goes another,
Mr Zero stands still and Miss Someone don't bother.
Yesterday's kiss will be cold by tomorrow,
As campfires of midnight dissolve in the darkness.
The room is deserted, the blinds have been drawn,
Little Miss Someone has packed up and gone.
Fast moving cars disappear down the highway,
With signs that say "hitch-hikers: do not disturb".
Mr Zero looks quietly up from the curb.
Morning has faded, and shadows have grown,
And Little Miss Someone is on her way home.
Mr Zero stands watching, her plane flies above,
And with frost-bitten hands waves goodbye to his love.
Walks through the park on a bright summer Sunday,
And tapestry kittens that hung on the wall.
They all die in the air like a soft minor chord,
A vacancy sign, and a bulletin board.
Mr Zero is wrapping his jacket around him,
Speaking kind words that should have been said long ago,
But Little Miss Someone does not want to know.
The night is deserted, there's dust on the shelf,
Mr Zero sits lonely and talks to himself.
It's too late to change, the fine line has been crossed,
The charades are all done, Mr Zero has lost.
Oh, Louise,
Yes, you're the sweetest girl that I know.
Don't you know now, Louise,
You are the sweetest girl that I know.
You made me walk from Chicago,
Oh, to the Gulf of Mexico.
Now you know Louise,
She's like a rolling stone.
Every time she leave a man,
He had to [?]
Oh, Louise,
Why don't you hurry home,
You know I never had no good loving,
Oh, Louise, since you been gone.
Got a girl called [?]
Treat me nice and kind,
Don't [?] what you're doing,
'Cos Louise is on my mind.
Oh, Louise,
Why don't you, why don't you hurry home,
You know I ain't never had no good loving,
Oh, Louise, since you been gone.
Now Louise ain't so good looking,
And her hair ain't red,
But she cooks my breakfast and brings it to my bed.
Oh Louise, now,
Why don't you hurry home,
I ain't never had no good loving,
Oh Louise, since you been gone.
Oh yeah.
Oh Louise,
Why don't you hurry home,
Oh Louise,
Why don't you hurry home.
You made me walk from Chicago,
Oh, to the Gulf of Mexico.
(Spiro / Wainman)
Little games are for little boys,
I'm growing up and changing all my toys,
Aeroplanes, motor cars, goldfish in old jam-jars,
I just don't play these games no more.
Little games are for little boys,
Loving games are for bigger boys,
Parties in Chelsea flats,
Mixing with kinky cats,
Are games I wanna play some more.
Ooh, what they're doing to me,
Darling it's so plain to see,
My temperature's rising,
But that's not surprising,
When you do what you do to me.
Little games are for little boys,
I found out there are other joys,
Marjory, Josephine, Susie and Catherine,
They help me in my little games.
Ooh, what they're doing to me,
Darling it's so plain to see,
My temperature's rising,
But that's not surprising,
When you do what you do to me.
Little games are for little boys,
I found out there are other joys,
Marjory, Josephine, Susie and Catherine,
They help me in my little games.
My, my, my, my, my, my, my,
Play my little games,
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my,
Say I need you, I need you...
(Keith Relf)
Laughed and loved, when others sang,
Their songs of love, nothing rang,
Of truth to me.
And then I did not see reality,
But now I know.
Sad in mind, I thought I'd lost,
Someone who would share the cost,
Of being here.
But now you're always near,
And I must sing.
Knowing 'bout the happiness,
Of sharing nights with you.
Knowing 'bout the loneliness,
When I'm away from you.
Knowing is another song,
But this time for you.
Always wanting things not there,
Making fun, I didn't care,
For other's dreams.
But now to me it seems,
That I was wrong.
Knowing 'bout the happiness,
Of sharing nights with you.
Knowing 'bout the loneliness,
When I'm away from you.
Knowing is another song,
But this time for you.
I see when lovers cry,
They're trying to touch the sky,
But only find,
[Their arms are only blind,
To pains of love.?]
EP version
I'm not talking,
Well that's all I got to say.
Used to think I knew it,
Man I sure outgrew it.
Things like idle chatter,
Ain't the things that matter,
That's one thing I can do without.
I'm not talking,
Well that's all I got to say.
Things I say at midnight,
I ain't gonna say 'em in daylight.
I reached the final conclusion,
And all this persecution,
Don't call me, baby, I'll call you.
I'm not talking,
Well that's all I got to say.
Things I say at midnight,
I ain't gonna say 'em in daylight.
I reached the final conclusion,
And all this persecution,
That's one thing I can do without.
I'm not talking,
Well that's all I got to say.
If I said things were awful,
It might just be unlawful.
If I said things were splendid,
You might just be offended.
That's one thing I can do without.
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BBC version
I'm not talking,
Well that's all I got to say.
If I said things were splendid,
Our mom might be offended.
If I said things were awful,
It may just be unlawful.
That's one thing I can do without.
I'm not talking,
Well that's all I got to say.
Used to think I knew it,
Man I sure outgrew it.
Things like idle chatter,
Ain't the things that matter,
Don't call me baby, I'll call you.
I'm not talking,
Well that's all I got to say.
If I said things at midnight,
I ain't gonna say 'em in daylight.
I reached the final conclusion,
And all this persecution,
Don't call me, baby, I'll call you.
(Ellas McDaniels)
I sing oh-oh,
Oh, oh, oh,
I sing oh-oh,
Oh, oh, oh,
...
Yeah, now, I love my baby,
And my baby loves me.
Well, if we could get together,
Ow! how happy we could be.
I sing oh-oh,
Oh, oh, oh,
...
Yeah, my, all night,
And all day,
Well, the reason I'm unhappy,
That my baby went away.
I sing oh-oh-oh-oh-oh,
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh,
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh,
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh,
...
Yeah, my, all night,
And all day,
Well I wanna hold my baby,
All night and day.
Yes, I love my baby,
Yes, I love my baby.
I sing oh, oh, oh, oh,
Oh, oh, oh, oh,
...
I'm alright,
I'm alright,
...
Oh!
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh!
Oh yeah!
Oh-oh-oh,
Here it comes,
There's more... there's more... there's more.
Here it comes,
Here it comes,
Oh,
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Oh,
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Sing oh-oh,
Oh, oh, oh,
I sing oh-oh,
Oh, oh, oh,
I sing oh-oh,
Oh, oh, oh,
I sing oh-oh,
Oh, oh, oh,
Yeah, my, all day,
And all night,
Now my baby can write to me,
And everything's all right now.
I sing oh-oh-oh-oh-oh,
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh,
Oh, oh, oh, oh,
...
I'm alright,
I'm alright,
I'm alright,
I'm alright,
Wo!
(James Moore)
Got love if you want it, babe,
Got love if you want it, babe,
Got love if you want it,
Got love if you want it,
Got love if you want it, babe,
We could rock all the while,
We could rock all the while.
Quit teasing me baby,
Quit teasing me baby,
With your fine diamond ring,
With your fine diamond ring.
You know if you'd love me babe,
I'd give you everything,
I'd give you everything.
Now here you come baby,
Now here you come baby,
With your head hanging down,
With your head hanging down.
I know you've been balling, babe,
Talk's all over town,
Talk's all over town.
Our next door neighbour,
Our next door neighbour,
Peeping through her blind,
Peeping through her blind.
I know you've been cheating baby,
[That's all the signs / decided?]
I love you little woman,
I love you little woman,
I want you to myself,
I want you to myself.
I know you've been [cheating me babe?]
For somebody else,
For somebody else,
For somebody else,
For somebody else.
(Eddie Boyd)
Well, have you ever been mistreated?
D'you know what I'm talking about?
Well, have you ever been mistreated?
D'you know what I'm talking about?
I worked five long years for one girl,
She had the nerve to put me out.
Got a job in a steel mill,
Shucking steel like a slave.
Five days and every Friday, I work and bring home my pay.
If you've ever been mistreated,
D'you know what I'm talking about?
Well, I worked five long years for one girl,
She had the nerve to put me out.
I finally learned my lesson, should a long time ago.
The next little girl that I marry,
She work and bring me some gold.
If you've ever been mistreated,
D'you know what I'm talking about?
Well, I worked five long years for one girl,
She had the nerve to put me out.
I finally learned my lesson, should a long time ago.
The next little girl that I marry,
She work and bring me some gold.
If you've ever been mistreated,
D'you know what I'm talking about?
Well, I worked five long years for one girl,
She had the nerve,
She had the nerve,
She had the nerve,
She had the nerve to put me out.
(Naomi Neville)
There's a certain girl I've been in love with a long, long time.
(What's her name?) I can't tell you. (No!)
I can't reveal her name until I've got her.
(What's her name?) I can't tell you. (No!)
Well, I've tried to get her time and time again.
We just end up as nothing but friends.
And there's a certain girl I've been in love with a long, long time.
(What's her name?) I can't tell you. (No!)
Well, there's a certain chick I've been sweet on since I met her.
(What's her name?) I can't tell you. (No!)
I can't repeat her name until I get her.
(What's her name?) I can't tell you. (No!)
Well one day, I'm gonna wake up and say,
"I'll do anything just to be your slave."
And there's a certain girl I've been in love with a long, long time.
(What's her name?) I can't tell you. (No!)
Well, I've tried to get her time and time again.
We just end up as nothing but friends.
And there's a certain girl I've been in love with a long, long time.
(What's her name?) I can't tell you. (No!)
There's a certain chick I've been sweet on since I found her.
(What's her name?) I can't tell you. (No!)
I can't reveal her name until I get her.
(What's her name?) I can't tell you. (No!)
Well now one day, get her time and time again.
We just end up as nothing but friends.
And there's a certain girl I've been in love with a long, long time.
(What's her name?) I can't tell you. (No!)
I can't tell you. (No!)
I can't tell you. (No!)
I can't tell you.