BAD MOON ARISING...
(J.C. Fogerty)
I see a bad moon rising
I see trouble on the way
I see earthquakes and lightnin'
I see bad times today
Chorus:
Don't go 'round tonight
It's bound to take your life
There's a bad moon on the rise
I hear hurricanes a blowin'
I know the end is commin' soon
I fear rivers over flowing
I hear the voice of rage and ruin
(Chorus)
Hope you got your things together
Hope you are quite prepared to die
Looks like we'er in for nasty weather
One eye is taken for an eye
(Chorus)
BEFORE YOU ACCUSE ME...
(E. McDaniels)
Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself.
Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself.
You say I've been buyin' another woman clothes,
But you've been talkin' to someone else.
I called your mama 'bout three or four nights ago.
I called your mama 'bout three or four nights ago.
Your mama said, "Son,
Don't call my daughter no more."
Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself.
Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself.
You say I've been buyin' another woman clothes,
But you've been takin' money from someone else.
Come on back home, baby; try my love one more time.
Come on back home, baby; try my love one more time.
You've been gone away so long,
I'm just about to lose my mind.
Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself.
Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself.
You say I've been buyin' another woman clothes,
But you've been talkin' to someone else.
BOOTLEG...
(J.C. Fogerty)
Bootleg bootleg
bootleg hawda
bootleg bootleg
bootleg hawda.
Take you a glass of water,
make it against the law.
See how good the water tastes
when you can't have any at all.
Bootleg bootleg
bootleg hawda
bootleg bootleg
bootleg hawda.
Findin' a natural woman
like honey to a bee
but you don't buzz the flower
when you know the honey's free.
Bootleg bootleg
bootleg hawda
bootleg bootleg
bootleg hawda.
Suzy maybe give you some cherry pie
but Lord, that ain't no fun.
Better you grab it when she ain't lookin
'cause you know you'd rather have it on the run.
Bootleg bootleg
bootleg hawda
bootleg bootleg
bootleg hawda.
BORN ON THE BAYOU...
(J.C. Fogerty)
Now when I was just a little boy standin' to my Daddy's knee
my Poppa said, son, don't let the man get you, do what he done to me
'cause he'll get you, 'cause he'll get you now, now.
I can remember the fourth of July, runnin' through the backwood bare.
And I can still hear my old hound dog barkin', chasin' down a hoodoo there,
chasin' down a hoodoo there.
Born on the bayou
born on the bayou
born on the bayou.
Wish I was back on the bayou rollin' with some Cajun Queen.
Wishin' I were a freight train, oh, just a-chooglin' on down to New Orleans.
Born on the bayou
born on the bayou
born on the bayou
I can remember the fourth of July, runnin' through the backwood bare.
And I can still hear my old hound dog barkin', chasin' down a hoodoo there,
chasin' down a hoodoo there.
Born on the bayou
born on the bayou
born on the bayou
BORN TO MOVE...
(J.C. Fogerty)
Ev'ry day I'm gonna strut that stuff.
When the music's loud I can't get enough.
Singin' hi, singin' hi,
Come on feet, Teach yourself to move.
People shuff'lin' up and down again.
Unhappy faces ain't gonna get you in.
Singin' hi, singin' hi,
Come on people, Teach yourself to move.
Hey, hey! Hey, all right!
Spread the news, we're goin' have some fun.
Let it go, movin' son-of-a-gun.
Singin' hi, signin' hi,
Come on feet, We was Born To Move.
Hey, hey, Lord! Come on, move it, now boy!
CHAMELEON...
(J.C. Fogerty)
You took me runnin'
Up a wrong way street
When we got there
You said, "Can't you read ?"
I must be blind
But now and then I see
Another number
Where mine used to be
Chorus:
You keep on changin' your face
Like a Chameleon
You keep on changing your face
Like a Chameleon
I say what's up
And you say it's down
I see triangles
And you say it's round, round, round
Saw an empty glass
You said it's full
Lord, it's so hot
Then you come on cool, cool
Chorus
COMMOTION...
(J.C. Fogerty)
Traffic in the city turns my head around.
No, no, no, no, no.
Backed up on the freeway, backed up in the church,
Ev'rywhere you look there's a frown, frown.
CHORUS:
Com, commotion,
Git, git, git, gone.
Com, commotion,
Git, git, git, gone.
People keep atalkin', they don't say a word.
Jaw, jaw, jaw, jaw, jaw.
Talk up in the White House, talk up to your door,
So much goin' on I just can't hear.
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Hurryin' to get there so you save some time.
Run, run, run, run, run.
Rushin' to the treadmill, rushin' to get home,
Worry 'bout the time you save, save.
CHORUS
COTTON FIELDS...
(Huddie Ledbetter)
CHORUS 1:
When I was a little bitty baby
My mama would rock me in the cradle,
In them old cotton fields back home;
CHORUS 2:
It was down in Louisiana,
Just about a mile from Texarkana,
In them old cotton fields back home.
CHORUS 3:
Oh, when them cotton bolls get rotten
You can't pick very much cotton,
In them old cotton fields back home.
CHORUS 2
CHORUS 1
CHORUS 2
CHORUS 3
CHORUS 2
CHORUS 1
CHORUS 2
CROSS-TIE WALKER...
(J.C. Fogerty)
I went down to the station
Just to take a ride
I went down to the station
Just to take a ride
Found myself on a flatcar
Yesterday behind
Pullin' out from the platform
There was no brass band
I pulled out from the platform
Nobody raised a hand
And there were no tears of regret
From my runaway train
Got no sand in my poket
You know I ain't tied down
Ain't no sand in my pocket
Never do sit down
I'm just a cross-tie walker
Where the fraight trains run
If you see me acomin'
Don't you waste my time
If you see me acomin'
Don't you waste my time
'Cause there's more miles between us
Than the Santa Fe Line
DON'T LOOK NOW (IT AIN'T YOU OR ME)...
(J.C. Fogerty)
Who'll take the coal from the mines?
Who'll take the salt from the earth?
Who'll take a leaf and grow it to a tree?
Don't look now, it ain't you or me.
Who'll work the field with his hands?
Who'll put his back to the plough?
Who'll take the mountain and give it to the sea?
Don't look now, it ain't you or me.
Don't look now, someone's done your starvin'.
Don't look now, someone's done your prayin' too.
Who'll make the shoes for your feet?
Who'll make the clothes that you wear?
Who'll take the promise that you don't have to keep?
Don't look now, it ain't you or me.
Don't look now, someone's done your starvin'.
Don't look now, someone's done your prayin' too.
Who'll take the coal from the mines?
Who'll take the salt from the earth?
Who'll take the promise that you don't have to keep?
Don't look now, it ain't you or me.
DOOR TO DOOR...
(S. Cook)
Find me out awalkin', time the whistle starts acallin',
Maybe stoppin' early, knockin' at your door.
Take so long to answer, Lord knows it ain't the milkman
Could be stoppin' early, sellin' Door To Door.
Here's my latest sample; like to show you how to use it.
First, you pull the curtain while I spread some here.
Wipe the surface gently, try to use a circle motion,
Safe for all your problems, and my price is fair.
This stuff'll get the stain out if you use it loosely wadded;
This here'll take the pain out and won't mess your hair.
Place your order early 'cause you know I'm in a hurry;
Your neighbor's in her doorway, won't you sign right here.
Place your order early 'cause you know I'm in a hurry;
Your neighbor's in her doorway, won't you sign right here.
Man is on the last train, all that work and no play,
Could be stoppin' early, knockin' at your door.
Time for me to head on; pack my kit and 'So long';
Catch you bright and early sellin' Door To Door.
This stuff'll get the stain out if you use it loosely wadded;
This here'll take the pain out and won't mess your hair.
Place your order early 'cause you know I'm in a hurry;
Your neighbor's in her doorway, won't you sign right here.
Place your order early 'cause you know I'm in a hurry;
Your neighbor's in her doorway, won't you sign right here.
Place your order early 'cause you know I'm in a hurry;
Your neighbor's in her doorway, won't you sign right here.
(repeat 2x)
DOWN ON THE CORNER...
(J.C. Fogerty)
Early on the evening Just about suppertime
Over by the courthouse They're startin' to unwind
Poor kids on the corner Tryin' to bring you up
Willie picks a tune out And he blows it on the hum
CHORUS:
Down on the corner Out in the street
Willie and the Poor Boys are playin'
Bring a nickel Tap your feet
Gersta hits the white bow People just gotta smile
Lucas thumbs a gut-bass Yeah Solos for a while
Poor Boy brings the rhythym On his kalamazoo
And Willie goes into a dance Doubles on his lou
CHORUS:
SOLO
CHORUS:
You don't need a pinhead just to hang around
But if you got a nickel Won't ya lay your money down
Over on the corner There's a happy guy
People come from all around To watch the magic boy
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EFFIGY...
(J.C. Fogerty)
Last night
I saw a fire burning on
The palace lawn
O'er the land
The humble subjects watched in mixed
Emotion
Chorus:
Who is burnin' ?
Who is burnin' ?
Effigy
Who is burnin' ?
Who is burnin' ?
Effigy
Last night
I saw the fire spreadin' to
The palace door
Silent majority
Weren't keepin' quiet
Anymore
Chorus
Last night
I saw the fire spreadin' to
The country side
In the mornin'
Few were left to see
The ashes die
Chorus
Why ?
Why ?
Effigy
FEELIN' BLUE...
(J.C. Fogerty)
Hey, look over yonder out in the rain,
Soakin' wet fever in my brain.
Now, I ain't certain which way to go,
But I got to move, sure.
CHORUS:
Feelin' Blue, blue, blue, blue, blue.
Feelin' Blue, blue, blue, blue, blue.
Feelin' Blue, blue, blue, blue, blue.
I'm Feelin' Blue. I'm Feelin' Blue.
Hey, look over yonder behind the wall,
They're closin' in I'm about to fall.
Now I'm no coward, but I ain't no cool
Feel it in my bones, my book is due.
CHORUS
Hey, look over yonder, up in the tree,
There's a rope hangin' just for me.
Without a warnin', without a warnin',
Things are pilin' up to break me down.
CHORUS
Hey, look over yonder, out in the street,
People laughin' by, walkin' easy.
Now, I'm no sinner, but I ain't no saint.
If it's happy, you can say I ain't.
CHORUS
I'm Feelin' Blue (x6)
FORTUNATE SON...
(J.C. Fogerty)
Some folks are born made to wave the flag,
ooh, they're red, white and blue.
And when the band plays "Hail To The Chief",
oh, they point the cannon at you, Lord,
It ain't me, it ain't me,
I ain't no senator's son,
It ain't me, it ain't me,
I ain't no fortunate one, no,
Some folks are born silver spoon in hand,
Lord, don't they help themselves, oh.
But when the taxman come to the door,
Lord, the house look a like a rummage sale, yes,
It ain't me, it ain't me,
I ain't no senator's son,
It ain't me, it ain't me,
I ain't no fortunate one, no,
Yeh, some folks inherit star spangled eyes,
ooh, they send you down to war, Lord,
And when you ask them, how much should we give,
oh, they only answer, more, more, more, yoh,
It ain't me, it ain't me,
I ain't no senator's son,
It ain't me, it ain't me,
I ain't no fortunate one, no,
It ain't me, it ain't me,
I ain't no fortunate one, no no no,
It ain't me, it ain't me,
I ain't no fortunate son, no no no,
GET DOWN WOMAN...
(J.C. Fogerty)
Well, Get Down Woman, before I have to go.
Well, Get Down Woman, before I have to go.
You know, ya hurt me with your bad mouth,
An' I just don't wanna know.
Well, slow down, baby, and gimme a little time.
Well, slow down, baby, and gimme a little time.
If you want me hangin' 'round,
Gotta give me some peace of mind.
Oh, get down boy.
Well, get back, woman, before you bring it down.
Well, now, get back, baby, before you bring it down.
Or you can tell it to the wall,
Without me hangin' around.
GLOOMY...
(J.C.Fogerty)
Some people laugh in the dark
Some people cry alone
Some people talk without sayin' a thing
And ev'rything turns out Gloomy
Some people count your money
Someone is countin' your days
And somebody got to keep track of your mind
When ev'rything turns out Gloomy
Brothers'll make you look sideways
Father's'll make you look back
And when you're done talking, you still got to shoot
And ev'rything turns out Gloomy
GOOD GOLLY MISS MOLLY...
(R. Blackwell & J. Marascalco)
Good golly, Miss Molly, sure like a ball.
Good golly, Miss Molly, sure like a ball.
When you're rockin' and a rollin' can't hear your momma call.
From the early early mornin' till the early early night
you can see Miss Molly rockin' at the house of blue lights.
Good golly, Miss Molly, sure like a ball.
When you're rockin' and a rollin' can't hear your momma call.
Well, now momma, poppa told me: "Son, you better watch your step."
What I knew about Miss Molly gotta watch my dad myself.
Good golly, Miss Molly, sure like a ball.
When you're rockin' and a rollin' can't hear your momma call.
I am going to the corner, gonna buy a diamond ring.
Would you pardon me if it's a nineteen carat golden thing.
Good golly, Miss Molly, sure like a ball.
When you're rockin' and a rollin' can't hear your momma call.
Good golly, Miss Molly, sure like a ball.
Good golly, Miss Molly, sure like a ball.
When you're rockin' and a rollin' can't hear your momma call.
GRAVEYARD TRAIN...
(J.C.Fogerty)
On the highway thirty people lost their lives.
On the highway thirty people lost their lives.
Well, I had some words to holler and my Rosie took a ride.
In the moonlight see the Greyhound rollin' on.
In the moonlight see the greyhound rollin' on.
Flyin' through the crossroads Rosie ran into the Hound.
For the graveyard thirty boxes made of bone.
For the graveyard thirty boxes made of bone.
Mister Undertaker, take this coffin from my home.
In the midnight hear me cryin' out her name.
In the midnight hear me cryin' out her name.
I'm standin' on the railroad waitin' for the Graveyard Train.
On the highway thirty people turned to stone.
On the highway thirty people turned to stone.
Oh, take me to the station 'cause I'm number thirty-one.
GREEN RIVER...
(J.C.Fogerty)
Well, take me back down where cool water flow, yeh.
Let me remember things I love.
Stoppin' at the log where catfish bite,
walkin' along the river road at night,
barefoot girls dancin' in the moonlight.
I can hear the bull frog callin' me.
Wonder if my rope's still hangin' to the tree.
Love to kick my feet way down the shallow water,
shoe fly, dragon fly, get back t your mother.
Pick up a flat rock, skip it across Green River.
Up at Cody's camp I spent my days, oh,
with flat car riders and cross-tie walkers.
Old Cody, Junior took me over,
said, you're gonna find the world is smould rin
an' if you get lost come on home to Green River.
HAVE YOU EVER SEEN THE RAIN...
(J.C.Fogerty)
Someone told me long ago, there's a calm before the storm.
I know, and it's been comin' for some time.
When it's over, so they say, it'll rain a sunny day.
I know, shinin' down like water.
I want to know, have you ever seen the rain?
I want to know, have you ever seen the rain
comin' down on a sunny day?
Yesterday, and days before, sun is cold and rain is hard.
I know, been that way for all my time.
'Til forever on it goes through the circle fast and slow,
I know, and it can't stop, I wonder.
I want to know, have you ever seen the rain?
I want to know, have you ever seen the rain
comin' down on a sunny day?
HEARD IT THROUGH THE GRAPEVINE...
(N. Whitfield & B. Strong)
Bet you're wondering how I knew 'bout you're plans to make me blue
with some other guy that you knew before.
Between the two of us guys you know I love you more.
It took me by surprise I must say,
when I found out yesterday. Oo I
Chorus:
heard it through the grapevine
not much longer would you be mine.
Oo I heard it through the grapevine,
and I'm just about to lose my mind.
Honey, honey yeah.
You know that a man ain't supposed to cry,
but these tears I can't hold inside.
Losin' you would end my life you see,
cause you mean that much to me.
You could have told me yourself that you found someone else.
Instead I
chorus
People say believe half of what you see,
son, and none of what you hear.
I can't help bein' confused
if it's true please tell me dear?
Do you plan to let me go for the other guy that you knew before?
Oo I
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HEY, TONIGHT...
(J.C. Fogerty)
Hey, Tonight,
Gonna be tonight,
Don't you know I'm flyin'
Tonight, tonight.
Hey, c'mon,
Gonna chase tomorrow
Tonight, tonight.
Gonna get it to the rafters,
Watch me now.
Jody's gonna get religion
All night long.
Hey, c'mon,
Gonna hear the sun
Tonight, tonight.
Gonna get it to the rafters,
Watch me now.
Jody's gonna get religion
All night long.
Aaaah!
Hey, Tonight,
Gonna be tonight,
Don't you know I'm flyin'
Tonight, tonight.
Tonight, tonight.
I PUT A SPELL ON YOU...
(Jay Hawkins)
I put a spell on you
Because you're mine.
You better stop
The things that you're doin'.
I said "Watch out!
I ain't lyin', yeah!
I ain't gonna take none of your
Foolin' around;
I ain't gonna take none of your
Puttin' me down;
I put a spell on you
Because you're mine.
All right!
(repeat 1x)
IT CAME OUT OF THE SKY...
(J.C.Fogerty)
Oh, it came out of the sky, landed just a little South of Moline.
Jody fell out of his tractor, couldn't b'lieve what he seen.
Laid on the ground and shook fearin' for his life.
Then he ran all the way to town screamin' it came out of the sky.
Well, a crowd gathered round and a scientish said it was marsh gas.
Spiro came and made a speed about raising the Mars tax.
The Vatican said, woe, the Lord has come, Hollywood rushed out an epic film
and Ronnie the Popular said it was a communist plot.
Oh, the newspapers came and made Jody a national hero.
Walter and Eric said they'd put him on a network TV show.
The White House said, put the thing in the Blue Room, the Vatican said,
no, it belongs to Rome
and Jody said, it's mine and you can have it for seventeen million.
Oh, it came out of the sky, landed just a little South of Moline.
Jody fell out of his tractor, couldn't b lieve what he seen.
Laid on the ground a shakin', fearin' for his life.
Oh, then he ran all the way to town screamin' it came out of the sky.
IT'S JUST A THOUGHT...
(J.C. Fogerty)
It's just a thought
But I've noticed somethin' strange,
Gettin' harder to explain;
All the years are passin' bye and bye,
Still I don't know what makes it go;
Who said to wait and you'll see?
It's just a thought
But I wondered if you knew
That the song up there is you.
They can't take it from you
If you don't give it away;
Don't give it away; Ooh (It's given away.)
It's just a thought
But the word has come too late
That a bad idea will take
Just about a lifetime to explain,
And don't you see,
Good one's gonna be much longer;
Who's gonna wait, just to see?
KEEP ON CHOOGLIN'...
(J.C. Fogerty)
Chorus:
Keep on chooglin'
Keep on chooglin'
Keep on chooglin'
Chooglin'
Chooglin'
Maybe you don't understand it
But if you're a natural man
You got to ball and have a good time
And that's what I call chooglin'
Chorus
Here comes Mary lookin' for Harry
She gonna choogle tonight
Here comes Louie, works in the sewer
He gonna choogle tonight
Chorus
If you can choose it, who can refuse it
You gotta choogle tonight
Go on, take your pick, right from the git go
Y'all be chooglin' tonight
Chorus
LODI...
(J.C. Fogerty)
Just about a year ago
I set out on the road
Seekin' my fame and fortune
Lookin' for a pot of gold
Thing got bad, things got worse
I guess you will know the tune
Oh ! Lord, Stuck in Lodi again
Rode in on the Greyhound
I'll be walkin' out if I go
I was just passin' through
Must be seven seven months or more
Ran out of time and money
Looks like they took my friends
Oh ! Lord, I'm stuck in Lodi again
The man from the magazine
Said I was on my way
Somewhere I lost connections
Ran out of songs to play
I came into town, a one night stand
Looks like my plans fell through
Oh ! Lord, Stuck in Lodi again
If I only had a dollar
For ev'ry song I've sung
And ev'ry time I had to play
While people sat there drunk
You know, I'd catch the next train
Back to where I live
Oh ! Lord, I'm stuck in a Lodi again
Oh ! Lord, I'm stuck in a Lodi again
LONG AS I CAN SEE THE LIGHT...
(J.C. Fogerty)
Put a candle in the window
'cause I feel I gotta move.
Thought I'm goin', goin',
I'll be comin home soon,
long as I can see the light.
Pack my bag and let's get moving
'cause I'm bound to drift a while.
When I'm gone, gone,
you don't have to worry
long as I can see the light.
Guess I've got that travelin' bone
'cause this feeling won't leave alone.
But I won't, won't,
be losin' my way
long as I can see the light
LOOKIN' FOR A REASON...
(J.C. Fogerty)
CHORUS:
I'm lookin' for a reason to stay.
I'm all wound up and tied in knots today.
I'm lookin' for a reason not to go.
When the morning comes, I'll be on my way.
Ev'ry night I ask myself again
Just what it was that made our dream begin.
It seemed like a good idea way back then.
But I'm wond'rin' now what daydream took me in.
CHORUS
Yesterday I tried once more to find
A way to share the trouble on my mind.
It seems like you turn away ev'ry time.
I used to like it here, I can't remember why.
CHORUS
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LOOKIN' OUT MY BACK DOOR...
(J.C.Fogerty)
Just got home from Illinois
Lock the front door, oh boy !
Got to sit down
Take a rest on the porch
Imagination sets in
Pretty soon I'm singin'
Chorus
Doo, doo, doo
Lookin' out my back door
There's a giant doing cartwheels
A statue wearin' high heels
Look at all the happy
Creatures dancing on the lawn
A dinosaur Victrola
list'ning to Buck Owens
Chorus
Forward troubles Illinois
Lock the front door, oh boy !
Look at all the happy
Creatures dancing on the lawn
Bother me tomorrow
Today I'll buy no sorrows
Chorus
Tambourines and elephants
Are playing in the band
Won't you take a ride
On the flyin' spoon ?
Wond'rous apparition
Provided by magician
Chorus
Tambourines and elephants
Are playing in the band
Won't you take a ride
On the flyin' spoon ?
Bother me tomorrow
Today I'll buy no sorrows
Chorus
MIDNIGHT SPECIAL...
(Traditional - Arrangement by J.C. Fogerty)
Well, you wake up in the morning
You hear the work bell ring
And they march you to the table
To see the same old thing
Ain't no food upon the table
And no pork up in the pan
But you better not complain, boy
You get in trouble with the man
{Refrain}
Let the midnight special
Shine a light on me
(3X)
Let the midnight special
Shine a ever-lovin light on me
Yonder come miss Rosie
How in the world did you know
By the way she wears her apron
And the clothes she wore
Umbrella on her shoulder
Piece of paper in her hand
She come to see the governor
She want to free her man
{Refrain}
If you're ever in Houston,
Well you'd better do the right
You'd better not gamble
And you better not fight (at all)
Or the sheriff will grab you
And the boys will bring you down
The next thing you know boy,
Well you're prison bound
{Refrain}
{Refrain}
MOLINA...
(J.C. Fogerty)
Chorus:
Moli-i-i-i-na, where you goin' to ?
Moli-i-i-i-na, where you goin' to ?
She's daughter to the mayor
Messin' with the sheriff
Drivin' in a blue car
She don't see no red light
Chorus
She's comin' in the mornin'
Lookin' a disaster
Drivin' in the prowl car
Spent the night in jail
Chorus
Sheriff gonna go far
Drivin' to the state house
If she makes a million
Papa can retire
Chorus
(repeat to fade)
MY BABY LEFT ME ...
(A. Crudup)
Yes, my baby left me, never said a word.
Was it something I done, something that she heard?
You know she left me, my baby left me.
My baby even left me, never said a word.
But, I stand at my window, wring my hands and cry.
I hate to lose that woman, hate to say goodbye.
You know she left me, I say, she left me.
My baby even left me, never said goodbye.
Help me, boy!
And now, one of these mornings, Lord, it won't be long,
You'll look for me and, Baby, Daddy he'll be gone.
You know she left me, I say she left me.
My baby even left me, never said a word.
Now, I stand at my window, wring my hands and moan.
All I know is that the one I love is gone.
My baby left me, I say she left me.
My baby even left me, never said goodbye.
My baby even left me, never said goodbye.
NEED SOMEONE TO HOLD...
(D. Clifford & S. Cook)
The sun came up and pushed away the clouds.
Stumbled back to my room, really don't know how.
I won't wake up 'til this afternoon,
Been out walkin' all night again.
Stranger here try'n' to have fun.
Far from home; it's just begun.
CHORUS:
Give out the warm, it comes back cold.
Oh, God, I need someone to hold.
The coffee's cold, it's gonna have to do.
My feet are shot, feelin' hungry too.
People don't have a thing to say.
Feel your dignity slip away.
Won't wake up 'til this afternoon.
Waste of time 'cause there's nothing new.
CHORUS
CHORUS
A city nice as this one should be kind.
It pushed me down, really don't know why.
When I wake up this afternoon,
Another day to make it through,
Might get lucky and find a dime,
Things don't change, gonna give up tryin'.
CHORUS
CHORUS
Give out the warm, it comes back cold.
(REPEAT 5x)
NINETY-NINE AND A HALF (WON'T DO)...
(Pickett/Cropper/Floyd)
I got to have all your love, night and day.
Not just a little part, but all of your heart, sugar.
CHORUS:
Ninety-nine and a half just won't do.
Oh, no, no, just won't get it.
Don' t be led in the wrong direction.
To start this thing off right, a man need a little love and affection,
Yes he do, now.
CHORUS
All right.Lookie here,
We got to bring it all down, start gettin' it right.
We got to stop this messin' around, and keep the thing up tight,
Yes we do, now.
CHORUS
All right, sugar.
Got to have a hundred,
Got to have a hundred.
All right.
Ooh, I must do, I must do,
I must do now.
Oh! Got to have a hundred!
Got to have a hundred!
Oh! Got to have a hu-hu-hu-hu-hu-hundred, too right.
Got to have a hundred, now. Oh!
OOBY DOOBY...
(W. Moore & D. Penner)
Hey Baby, jump over here;
When you do the Ooby Dooby I gotta be there;
CHORUS:
Ooby Dooby, Ooby Dooby, Ooby Dooby, Ooby Dooby,
Ooby Dooby Ooby Dooby Ooby Dooby
Ooby doo wah, doo wah, doo wah, doo wah.
Well, you wiggle to the left, you wiggle to the right;
You do the Ooby Dooby with all your might;
CHORUS
Well, you wiggle an' you shake like a big rattlesnake;
You do the Ooby Dooby till you think you're gonna break.
CHORUS
I'm movin' and struttin' 'cause now I know
How to do the Ooby Dooby, baby, let's go.
CHORUS
PAGAN BABY...
(J.C. Fogerty)
Pagan Baby, won't you walk with me ?
Pagan Baby, Come on home with me.
Pagan baby, Take me for a ride.
Roll me, baby, Roll your big, brown eyes.
Pagan Baby, Let me make your name.
Drive it, baby, Drive your big love game.
Pagan baby, What you got, I need.
Don't be savin', Spread your love on me.
Pagan Baby, Now won't you rock with me ?
Pagan baby, Lay your love on me.
PENTHOUSE PAUPER...
(J.C. Fogerty)
Now, if I were a bricklayer I wouldn't build just anything
and if I were a ball player I wouldn't play no second string
and if I were some jew lry, baby, Lord, I'd have to be a diamond ring.
If I were a secret, Lord, I never would be told.
If I were a jug of wine, Lord, my flavor would be old.
I could be most anything but lt got to be twenty-four carat solid gold, oh.
If I were a gambler you know I'd never lose
and if I were a guitar player, Lord, I'd have to play the blues.
If I were a hacksaw my blade'd be razor sharp
and if I were a politician I could prove that monkey talk.
You can find the tallest building, Lord, I'd have me the house on top.
I'm the penthouse pauper, I got nothing to my name.
I'm the penthouse pauper, baby, I got nothing to my name.
I can be most anything, when you got nothin' it's all the same.
PORTERVILLE...
(J.C. Fogerty)
It's been an awful long time since I been home,
But you won't catch me goin' back down there alone.
Things they said when I was young are quite enough to get me hung.
I don't care! I don't care!
They came and took my Dad away to serve some time,
But it was me that paid the debt he left behind.
Folks said I was full of sin, because I was the next of kin.
I don't care! I don't care!
Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo!
I don't care! I don't care!
Folks were out one night to put me up a fence,
And you can guess that I've been runnin' ever since.
Ain't no one that's 'bout to help, and I'll keep on, I tell myself.
I don't care! I don't care!
I don't care! I don't care!
I don't care! I don't care!
Ain't no one that's 'bout to help,
And I'll keep on, I tell myself.
I don't care! I don't care!
I don't care! I don't care!
I don't care! I don't care!
I don't care! I don't care!
I don't care! I don't care!
PROUD MARY...
(J.C. Fogerty)
Left a good job in the city
Workin' for the Man every night and day
But I never lost a minute of sleepin'
Worryin' 'bout the way things might have been
(chorus)
Big wheel keep on turnin'
Proud Mary keep on burnin'
Rollin', rollin', rollin' on the river
Cleaned a lot of plates in Memphis
Pumped a lot of pain down in New Orleans
But I never saw the good side of a city
'Til I hitched a ride on the riverboat queen
(repeat chorus)
If you come down to the River
Bet you're gonna find some people who live
You don't have to worry 'cause you have no money
People on the river are happy to give
(repeat chorus)
RAMBLE TAMBLE...
(J.C. Fogerty)
Chorus:
Move
Down the road
I go
Chorus
There's mud in the water
Roach in the cellar
Bugs in the sugar
Mortgage on the home
Mortgage on the home
There's garbage on the sidewalk
Highways on the back yard
Police on the corner
Mortgage on the car
Mortgage on the car
Chorus
They're selling independence
Actors in the White House
Acid in digestion
Mortgage on my life
Mortgage on my life
Chorus
RUN THROUGH THE JUNGLE...
(J.C. Fogerty)
Whoa, thought it was a nightmare,
Lo, it's all so true,
They told me, "Don't go walkin' slow
'Cause Devil's on the loose."
CHORUS:
Better run through the jungle,
Better run through the jungle,
Better run through the jungle,
Woa, Don't look back to see.
Thought I heard a rumblin'
Callin' to my name,
Two hundred million guns are loaded
Satan cries, "Take aim!"
CHORUS
Over on the mountain
Thunder magic spoke,
"Let the people know my wisdom,
Fill the land with smoke."
CHORUS
SAIL AWAY...
(S. Cook)
Lock the door, sun's a fallin'.
Poke the fire, don't let the cold in.
Gonna try to sail away from the rest of my life.
Found a boat to make the break in.
Filled with hope 'bout the step I'm takin'.
Gonna try to sail away from the rest of my life.
Spent a long time list'ning to the captain of the sea,
Shoutin' orders to his crew; No one hears but me.
Cast away, tide's a runnin'
Hoist the sail, strong wind's comin'.
Gonna try to sail away from the rest of my life.
Spent a long time list'ning to the captain of the sea,
Shoutin' orders to his crew; No one hears but me.
Lock the door, sun's a fallin'.
Poke the fire, don't let the cold in.
Gonna try to sail away from the rest of my life.
Gonna try to sail away from the rest of my life.
SAILOR'S LAMENT...
(J.C. Fogerty)
Woke up early feelin' light (shame, it's a shame)
Somebody got me last night (shame, it's a shame)
Sat down for a friendly duel (shame, it's a shame)
With one-eyed jacks 'n' jokers too (shame, it's a shame)
Chorus:
Ooh, sailor man (shame, it's a shame)
Ooh, sailor man (shame, it's a shame)
Poormouth Henry turned on me (shame, it's a shame)
Said, "Boy, I'm gonna pick you clean" (shame, it's a shame)
Chorus
Henry said, "Don't you mess that pile" (shame, it's a shame)
ad three aces 'n' he had five (shame, it's a shame)
Chorus 2
SINISTER PURPOSE...
(J.C. Fogerty)
When the sky is gray
And the moon is hate
I'll be down to get you.
Roots of earth will shake.
CHORUS:
Sinister Purpose
Knockin' at your door;
Come and take my hand.
Burn away the goodness;
You and I remain.
Did you see the last war?
Well, here I am again.
CHORUS
I can set you free,
Make you rich and wise.
We can live forever;
Look into my eyes.
CHORUS
Mm-mm-mm-mm....
SOMEDAY NEVER COMES...
(J.C. Fogerty)
First thing I remember was asking papa, why,
For there were many things I didn't know.
And daddy always smiled and took me by the hand,
Saying, someday you'll understand.
Chorus:
Well, I'm here to tell you now, each and every mother's son,
That you better learn it fast, you better learn it young,
'Cause someday never comes.
Well, time and tears went by and I collected dust.
For there were many things I didn't know.
When daddy went away, he said, try to be a man,
And someday you'll understand.
Chorus
And then one day in April, I wasn't even there,
For there were many things I didn't know.
A son was born to me. Mama held his hand,
Sayin' someday you'll understand.
Chorus
Think it was September, the year I went away,
For there were many things I didn't know.
And still I see him standing tryin' to be a man,
I said, someday you'll understand.
Chorus
SUSIE Q...
(Hawkins/Lewis/Broadwater)
Oh Susie Q,
Oh Susie Q,
Oh Susie Q,
baby I love you, Susie Q.
I like the way you walk,
I like the way you talk,
I like the way you walk,
I like the way you talk, Susie Q.
solo
You say that you'll be true,
You say that you'll be true,
You say that you'll be true,
baby I love you, Susie Q.
You say that you'll be mine,
You say that you'll be mine,
You say that you'll be mine,
baby all the time, Susie Q.
Oh Susie Q,
Oh Susie Q,
Oh Susie Q
baby I love you, Susie Q.
I like the way you walk,
I like the way you talk,
I like the way you walk,
I like the way you talk, Susie Q.
SWEET HITCH-HIKER...
(J.C. Fogerty)
Was Ridin' along side the highway, rollin' up the country side.
Thinkin' I'm the devil's heatwave, what you burn in your crazy mind?
Saw a slight distraction standin' by the road;
She was smilin' there, yellow in her hair;
Do you wanna, I was thinkin', would you care.
CHORUS:
Sweet Hitch-a-Hiker,
We could make music at the Greasy King.
Sweet Hitch-a-Hiker,
Won't you ride on my fast machine?
Cruisin' on thru the junction, I'm flyin' 'bout the speed of sound,
Noticin' peculiar function, I ain't no roller coaster show me down.
I turned away to see her, Woa! she caught my eye,
But I was rollin' down, movin' too fast;
Do you wanna, She was thinkin' can it last.
CHORUS
Was busted up along the highway, I'm the saddest ridin' fool alive.
Wond'ring if you're goin' in my way, won't you give a poor boy a ride?
Here she comes a ridin', Lord, She's flyin' high.
But she was rollin' down, movin' too fast;
Do you wanna, She was thinkin' can I last.
CHORUS
CHORUS
CHORUS
TAKE IT LIKE A FRIEND...
(S. Cook)
If maybe you'd move over
Gave someone else a chance
To try their luck
Instead, you run up closer
Try'n to grab a page
Before they close the book
Chorus:
It was over 'fore it started
Seemed so long when we began
Hope you take it like a friend
It's a shame to see you cryin'
Woudn't think to way back when
Looks like I'll never hear the end
Thought you had the honor
Took special pride
In all your well laid plans
Forgot about the others
We moved out t'ward the light
Showin' empty hands
Chorus
Love to be the winner
Gather up your chips
In time to cash 'em in
We're all lookin' thinner
Playin' cards
Too close for either one to win
Chorus
TEARIN' UP THE COUNTRY...
(D. Clifford)
Playin' a pavilion on the outskirts of town,
Playin' where my roller derby rolls.
Just a part time music man, A nobody at the plant,
I'm Tearin' Up The Country with a song.
Mom and Papa told me "Son, you gotta go to school;
Only way to make the fam'ly proud."
I paid no attention, left my books at home,
Rather play my music real loud.
Tearin' Up The Country with a song.
Tearin' Up The Country with a song.
I paid no attention, left my books at home,
Rather play my music real loud.
Play it loud, now! Woo!
Tearin' Up The Country with a song.
Tearin' Up The Country with a song.
I paid no attention, left my books at home,
Rather play my music real loud.
Ran into a dry spell, seemed nowhere to go.
Good luck turned the tide, I'm on my way.
I remember loadin' big trucks when the summer sun was hot,
You know I could still be there, but I'm not.
Tearin' Up The Country with a song.
Tearin' Up The Country with a song.
I remember loadin' big trucks when the summer sun was hot,
You know I could still be there, but I'm not.
Tearin' Up The Country with a song.
I'm tearin' Up The Country with a song.
I remember loadin' big trucks when the summer sun was hot,
THE NIGHT TIME IS THE RIGHT TIME...
(L. Herman)
(minus the "wah-do-day"'s)
You know the night time, oh, is the right time
To be with the one you love.
I said the night time, ooh, is the right time
To be with the one you love.
I said the night time, ooh, is the right time
To be with the one you love.
Baby, I said a baby,
Baby, come on and drive me crazy, Lord,
You know I love you; always thinkin' of you.
Hey, baby; oh, I said a baby.
You know the night time is the right time
To be with the one you love.
Aaaah!
I said the night time oh, is the right time
To be with the one you love.
I said the night time, ooh, is the right time
To be with the one you love.
I said the night time oh, is the right time
To be with the one you love.
THE WORKING MAN...
Well, I was born on a Sunday, on Thursday I had me a job.
I was born on a Sunday, by Thursday I was workin' out on the job.
I ain't never had no day off since I learned right from wrong.
Said, I was bad, I did something to her head.
Mama said I was bad, I did something to her head.
And poppa threw me out, ooh, said I gotta earn my own way.
I ain't never been in trouble,
I ain't got the time.
I don't mess around with magic, child.
What I got is mine.
Whatever you say, Lord, well, that's what I'm gonna do.
Whatever you say, well, that's what I'm gonna do
'cause I'm the working man, Lord, I do the job for you.
I ain't never been in trouble,
I ain't got the time.
I don't mess around with magic, child.
What I got is mine.
Every Friday, well, that's when I get paid.
Don't take me on Friday, Lord, 'cause that's when I get paid.
Let me die on Saturday night, ooh, before Sunday gets my head.
TOMBSTONE SHADOW...
Tombstone shadow stretchin' across my path.
Tombstone shadow stretchin' across my path.
Every time I get some good news, oh, there's a shadow on my back.
Saw the gypsy man way down in San Berdoo.
Said, I saw the gypsy man way down in San Berdoo
Five dollars on the table, oh, keep my way from my tomb.
Said I got thirteen months of bad luck,
bound to be some pain.
Don't you do no trav'lin',
fly in no machines.
Tombstone shadow strechin' across my path.
Every time I get some good news, oh, there's a shadow on my back.
The man gave me a luck charm, cost five dollars more.
Said, put some on your pillow and put some on your door.
He said, take a long vacation, oh, for thirteen months or more.
Tombstone shadow stretchin' across my path.
Tombstone shadow stretchin' across my path.
Every time I get some good news, oh, there's a shadow on my back.
TRAVELLING BAND...
737 coming out of the sky
Oh won't you take me down to Memphis on a midnight ride
I want to move
Playing in a travelling band, ee-ya!
Well I'm flying across land
Trying to get a hand
Playing in a travelling band
Take me to the hotel baggage car no where
Come on come on won't you get me to my room
I want to move
Playing in a travelling band, ee-ya!
Well I'm flying across the land
Trying to get a hand
Playing in a travelling band
Listen to the radio talking about the last show
Someone got excited, had to call the state militia
I want to move
Playing in a travelling band, ee-ya!
Well I'm flying across the land
Trying to get a hand
Playing in a travelling band, Oh-wow!
{solo}
Hell will come again on a Saturday night
Oh with your fussing and your fighting
Won't you get me to the right
I want to move
Playing in a travelling band, ee-ya!
Well I'm flying across the land
Trying to get a hand
Playing in a travelling band, oh-wow!
{guitar solo}
Oh I'm playing in a travelling band
Playing in a travelling band
Won't you get me, take me hand
Well I'm playing in a travelling band
Well I'm flying across the land
Trying to get a hand
Playing in a travelling band, oh-wow!
Hey!
UP AROUND THE BEND...
There's a priest up ahead And I'm going just as fast as my feet can fly
Come away Come away If you're gonna leave the sinking ship behind
CHORUS:
Come on a-rising wind We're going up around the bend
Ooh
Bring a song and a smile for the banjo Better get while the getting's good
Hitch a ride to the end of the highway Where the neon's turn to wood
CHORUS:
You can ponder perpetual motion Fix your mind on a crystal day
Always time for good conversation There's an ear for what you say
CHORUS:Yeah
SOLO
Ooh Catch a ride to the end of the highway And we'll meet by the big red tree
There's a priest up ahead And I'm going Come along Come along with me
CHORUS:Yeah
WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO...
Chorus:
When you are alone
You come back cryin' and you want to go home
For someone forgettin' it seems
Like you're lettin' it take you away from me
Was your idea to pack up and go
You said you had no life of your own
Movin' in was not too hard to do
Ya got second thoughts, you're gonna have to choose
Chorus 2:
What are you gonna do ?
Forget about your mother and think about you
For someone forgettin' it seems
Like you're lettin' it take you away from me
Told you all the secrets that were mine
The good things that I picked up overtime
Won't accept the reason why you're here
Talk things out, overcome the fear
Chorus 2
Thought that I was all that you need
You told me things I wanted to believe
You know thet leaving me would be wrong
Stay with me, I'll help you to be strong
Chorus 2 2
WHO'LL STOP THE RAIN...
Long as I remember the rain been comin' down,
clouds of myst ry pourin' confusion on the ground.
Good men through the ages tryin' to find the sun.
And I wonder, still I wonder who'll stop the rain.
I went down Virginia seekin' shelter from the storm,
caught up in the fable I watched the tower grow
five year plans and new deals wrapped in golden chains.
And I wonder, still I wonder who'll stop the rain.
Heard the singers playin', how we cheered for more.
The crowd had rushed together tryin' to keep warm.
Still the rain kept pourin', fallin' on my ears
and I wonder, still I wonder who'll stop the rain.
(WISH I COULD) HIDEAWAY...
(J.C. Fogerty)
Howdy, friend, beggin' your pardon,
Is there somethin' on your mind?
You've gone and sold all your belongings,
Is that something in your eye?
Well, I know you really never
Liked the way it all goes down;
Go on, Hideaway.
What's that you say?
We're all bound for the graveyard;
Oooh, I wish you well.
Think it's gonna rain,
Oh, what's the diff'rence,
Is there some way I can help?
'Cause you know, I'm gonna miss you
When you're gone, oh, Lord,
Wish I Could Hideaway
Hold on, give yourself a chance,
I can hear the leavin' train.
All aboard! Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye!
Oooh, I wish you well.
See you soon, maybe tomorrow.
You can never tell;
"Cause you know, I'm gonna miss you
When you're gone, oh,
Wish I could Hideaway
Hideaway, hideaway, hideaway, hideaway.
Hideaway, hideaway,
Hideaway, hideaway.
WROTE A SONG FOR EVERYONE...
Met myself a-comin' county welfare line.
I was feelin' strung out, hung out on the line.
Saw myself a-goin' down to war in June.
All I want, all I want is to write myself a tune.
Wrote a song for everyone,
wrote a song for truth.
Wrote a song for everyone
and I couldn't even talk to you.
Got myself arrested, wound me up in jail.
Richmond 'bout to blow up, communication failed.
If you see the answer now's the time to say.
All I want, all I want is to get you down to pray.
Wrote a song for everyone,
wrote a song for truth.
Wrote a song for everyone
and I couldn't even talk to you.
Wrote a song for everyone,
wrote a song for truth.
Wrote a song for everyone
and I couldn't even talk to you.
Saw the people standin' thousand years in chains.
Somebody said, it's diff rent now, but look, it's just the same.
Pharoahs spin the message round and round the truth.
They could have saved a million people, how can I tell you?
Wrote a song for everyone,
wrote a song for truth.
Wrote a song for everyone
and I couldn't even talk to you.
Wrote a song for everyone,
wrote a song for truth.
Wrote a song for everyone
and I couldn't even talk to you.
Wrote a song for everyone,
wrote a song for truth.
Wrote a song for everyone
and I couldn't even talk to you.