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[exile]

Van Morrison
Moondance

Well it's a marvellous night for a moondance
With the stars up above in your eyes
A fantabulous night to make romance
'Neath the cover of October skies
And all the leaves on the trees are falling
to the sound of the breezes that blow
And I'm tring to please to the calling
Of your heart-strings that play soft & low
You kow the night's magic
Seems to whisper & hush
And all the soft moonlight
Seems to shine in your blush....

Can I just have one a' more moodance
With you, my love?
Can I just make some more romance
With a' you, my love?

Well I wanna make love to you tonight
I can't wait till the morning has come
And I know the time is just right
And straight into my arms you will run
And when you come my heart will be waiting
To make sure that you're never alone
There and then all my dreams will come true dear
There and then I will make you my own
And everytime I touch you
You just tremble inside
And I know how much you want me
That, you can't hide....


One more moondance with you
In the moonlight
On a magic night
la, la, la, la, there's a moonlight
On a magic night
Can't I have just one more dance
With you my love?

 

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George Benson
On Broadway

They say the neon lights are bright on Broadway
They say there's always magic in the air
But when you're walkin' down that street
And you ain't had enough to eat
The glitter rubs right off and you're nowhere

They say the girls are something else on Broadway
But looking at them just gives me the blues
'Cause how ya gonna make some time
When all you got is one thin dime?
And one thin dime won't even shine your shoes

Ha! They say that I won't last too long on Broadway
I'll catch a Greyhound bus for home, they all say
But oh! They're dead wrong, I know they are
'Cause I can play this here guitar
And I won't quit till I'm a star on Broadway

Oh, they're dead wrong, I know they are
'Cause I can play this here guitar
And I won't quit till I'm a star on Broadway
On Broadway

 

[exile]

Kingston Trio
Scotch & Soda

Scotch and soda, mud in your eye.
Baby, do I feel high,
oh, me, oh, my. Do I feel high.
Dry martini, jigger of gin.
Oh, what a spell you've got me in,
oh, my. Do I feel high.
People won't believe me.
They'll think that I'm just braggin'.
But I could feel the way I do
and still be on the wagon.

All I need is one of your smiles.
Sunshine of your eyes,
oh, me, oh, my. Do I feel high.

People won't believe me.
They'll think that I'm just braggin'.
But I could feel the way I do
and still be on the wagon.

All I need is one of your smiles.
Sunshine of your eyes, oh, me, oh, my.
Do I feel higher than a kite can fly.
Give me lovin', baby. I feel high.

 

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The Fabulous Thunderbirds
True Love

True love is hard to find
True love is hard to find
Well just like good wine
Never gets served before it's time

Baby be true to me
Like I'm true to you
Well stick around or set me free
Baby that's what you got to do

It takes a lot of lovin' to fill my lovin' cup
Make it overflow till I can't get enough

I like it in the light
I like it in the dark
Well I like it on lover's lane
I like it in the pouring rain

Well bring it on over bring it on over to me
Well you and I together that's the way
I want it to be

Baby come take my hand
Tryin' to make you understand
Well I love you you see
Baby come on and go with me

Well bring it on over bring it on over to me
Well you and I together that's the way
I want it to be

Baby come take my hand
Tryin' to make you understand
Well I love you you see
Baby come on and go with me

 

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Procol Harum
Whiter Shade of Pale

We skipped the light fandango
Turned cartwheels 'cross the floor
I was feeling kinda seasick
But the crowd called out for more
The room was humming harder
As the ceiling flew away
When we called out for another drink
The waiter brought a tray

And so it was that later
As the miller told his tale
That her face, at first just ghostly,
Turned a whiter shade of pale
She said, 'there is no reason
And the truth is plain to see.'
But i wandered through my playing cards
And would not let her be
One of sixteen vestal virgins
Who were leaving for the coast
And although my eyes were open
They might have just as well've been closed
She said, 'i'm home on shore leave,'
Though in truth we were at sea
So i took her by the looking glass
And forced her to agree
Saying, 'you must be the mermaid
Who took neptune for a ride.'
But she smiled at me so sadly
That my anger straightway died

If music be the food of love
Then laughter is its queen
And likewise if behind is in front
Then dirt in truth is clean
My mouth by then like cardboard
Seemed to slip straight through my head
So we crash-dived straightway quickly
And attacked the ocean bed

 

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Tom Petty
You Don’t Know How It Feels

Let me run with you tonight
I’ll take you on a moonlight ride
There’s someone I used to see
But she don’t give a damn for me

But let me get to the point, let’s roll another joint
And tu rn the radio loud, I’m too alone to be proud
You don’t know how it feels
You don’t know how it feels to be me

People come, people go
Some grow young, some grow cold
I woke up in between
A memory and a dream

So let’s get to the point, let’s roll another joint
Let’s head on down the road
There’s somewhere I gotta go
And you don’t know how it feels
You don’t know how it feels to be me

My old man was born to rock
He’s still tryin’ to beat the clock
Think of me what you will
I got a little space to fill

So let’s get to the point, let’s roll another joint
Let’s head on down the road
There’s somewhere I gotta go
And you don’t know how it feels
No, you don’t know how it feels to be me

 

[Nick Arvanitakis]

Αρη εχεις του στιχους απο Bo Diddley-The greatest lover in the world?

 

[exile]

ΝΙΚΟΣ ΑΡΒΑΝΙΤΑΚΗΣ : Αρη εχεις του στιχους απο Bo Diddley-The greatest lover in the world?

Δεν ξερω τι υπονοεις Νικο...
Ας ακουσουμε καλυτερα κατι πιο light...

Bo Diddley
I'm a man


Now when I was a little boy,
At the age of five,
I had somethin' in my pocket,
Keep a lot of folks alive.

Now I'm a man,
Made twenty-one,
You know baby,
We can have a lot of fun.

I'm a man,
I spell M-A-N...man.

All you pretty women,
Stand in line,
I can make love to you baby,
In an hour's time.

I'm a man,
I spell M-A-N...man.

I goin' back down,
To Kansas to
Bring back the second cousin,
Little John the conqueroo.

I'm a man,
I spell M-A-N...man.

The line I shoot,
Will never miss,
The way I make love to 'em,
They can't resist.

I'm a man,
I spell M-A-N...man.

 

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Kenny Rogers
The Gambler

On a warm summer’s evenin’ on a train bound for nowhere,
I met up with the gambler; we were both too tired to sleep.
So we took turns a starin’ out the window at the darkness
’til boredom overtook us, and he began to speak.

He said, son, I’ve made a life out of readin’ people’s faces,
And knowin’ what their cards were by the way they held their eyes.
So if you don’t mind my sayin’, I can see you’re out of aces.
For a taste of your whiskey I’ll give you some advice.

So I handed him my bottle and he drank down my last swallow.
Then he bummed a cigarette and asked me for a light.
And the night got deathly quiet, and his face lost all expression.
Said, if you’re gonna play the game, boy, ya gotta learn to play it right.

You got to know when to hold ’em, know when to fold ’em,
Know when to walk away and know when to run.
You never count your money when you’re sittin’ at the table.
There’ll be time enough for countin’ when the dealin’s done.

Now ev’ry gambler knows that the secret to survivin’
Is knowin’ what to throw away and knowing what to keep.
’cause ev’ry hand’s a winner and ev’ry hand’s a loser,
And the best that you can hope for is to die in your sleep.

So when he’d finished speakin’,
he turned back towards the window, crushed out his cigarette and faded off to sleep.
And somewhere in the darkness the gambler, he broke even.
But in his final words I found an ace that I could keep.

You got to know when to hold ’em, know when to fold ’em,
Know when to walk away and know when to run.
You never count your money when you’re sittin’ at the table.
There’ll be time enough for countin’ when the dealin’s done.

You got to know when to hold ’em, know when to fold ’em,
Know when to walk away and know when to run.
You never count you r money when you’re sittin’ at the table.
There’ll be time enough for countin’ when the dealin’s done.

 

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Johnny Rivers
High Heel Sneakers

Put on your red dress baby,
'Cause we're going out to night.
Put on your red dress baby,
'Cause we're going out to night.
You better wear some boxing gloves
In case a fool might wanna fight.

Put on your high-heel sneakers,
wear your wig hat on your head.
Put on your high-heel sneakers,
Wear your wig hat on your head.
I'm pretty sure now baby
'Cause you know, you're gonna knock 'em dead.

Put on your high-heel sneakers,
Wear your wig hat on your head.
Put on your high-heel sneakers,
Wear your wig hat on your head.
Well I'm pretty sure now darling
'Cause you know you gonna knock 'em dead.

 

[exile]

Merline (The Yas yas Girl) Johnson
SOLD IT TO THE DEVIL

I sold my soul, sold it to the Devil, and my heart has turned to stone
I sold my soul, sold it to the Devil, and he won't let me alone
I'm hateful and i'm evil, I carries a Gatling gun
I drink carbolic acid, be darned if i will run
But I sold it, I have sold it
Sold it to the Devil, and my heart has turned to stone.

I sold my soul, sold it to the Devil, and he won't let me alone
I live down in the valley, five hundred steps
Where the bears and the tigers, they come to take their rest
But I have sold it, I have sold it
Sold it to the Devil, and my heart has turned to stone.

I sold my soul, sold it to the Devil, and he won't let me alone
I've got a little baker shop right downtown
And everything i bake, I bakes it nice and brown
But I sold it, I have sold it
Sold it to the Devil, and my heart has turned to stone.

Yes, I done sold my soul!
I sold it to the Devil, too!

I sold my soul, sold it to the Devil, and he won't let me alone
My life it is unhapy, it won't last me long
And everything i do, seems like i do's it wrong
But I have sold it, I have sold it
Sold it to the Devil, and my heart has turned to stone.

I sold my soul, sold it to the Devil, and he won't let me alone
I went to a place I knew so well
I shot the Devil right down in Hell
But I have sold it, I have sold it
Sold it to the Devil, and my heart has turned to stone
oh, yeah, heart has turned to stone.

 

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Willie Mabon
I DON'T KNOW

I'm gettin' sick and tired of the way you do,
Good kind papa got to poison you;
Sprinkle goofer dust all around your bed,
Wake up one of these mornings, find your own self dead.
She said, "You shouldn't say that"
I said, "What should I say this time, baby?"
She says, "Mmmmmm, I don't know, my oh my oh my"
I don't know, what my baby puttin' down.

The woman I love, she's got dimples in her jaws,
The clothes she's wearin' is made out of the best of cloths;
She can take and wash them, she can hang 'em upside the wall,
She can throw 'em out the window,
and run out and catch 'em a little bit before they falls;
Sometimes I think you got your habits on
She said, "You shouldn't say that"
I said, 'What should I say to make you mad this time, baby?'
She says, "Mmmmmm, I don't know, my oh my oh my"
I don't know, what my baby puttin' down.

My papa told me, my mother sat down and cried,
Say, "You're too young a man, son, to have the many women you got"
I looked at my mother then, I didn't even crack a smile,
I say, "If the women kills me, I don't mind dyin'"

The woman I love, I won the week before last,
The woman I love I've got out of class;
I thought I won you, baby, a long time ago,
If you don't watch your step, I'm gonna have to let you go.
She said, "You shouldn't say that"
I say, "What did I say to make you mad this time, baby?"
She says, "Mmmmmm, I don't know, I don't know"
I don't know what my baby puttin' down, puttin' down.

 

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Ma Rainey
LOUISIANA HOO DOO BLUES

Going to the Louisiana bottom to get me a hoodoo hand
Going to the Louisiana bottom to get me a hoodoo hand
Gotta stop these women from taking my man.

Down in Algiers where the hoodoos live in their den
Down in Algiers where the hoodoos live in their den
Their chief occupation is separating women from men.

The hoodoo told me to get me a black cat bone
The hoodoo told me to get me a black cat bone
And shake it over their heads, they'll leave your man alone.

Twenty years in the bottom, that ain't long to stay
Twenty years in the bottom, that ain't long to stay
If I can keep these tush-hog women from taking my man away.

So I'm bound for New Orleans, down in goofer dust land
So I'm bound for New Orleans, down in goofer dust land
Down where the hoodoo folks can fix it for you with your man.

 

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Charlie Spand
EVIL WOMAN SPELL

A man who's born of a dark woman is bound to see dark days,
A man born of a dark woman is bound to see dark days;
'Cause a real dark woman
is bound to have evil ways

I was born in Algiers at twelve o'clock at night,
I was born in Algiers twelve o'clock at night;
Now, the moon wasn't shining,
and it wasn't a bit of light

Lord, a hoodoo woman came in, sit by my mother's bed,
Lord, a hoodoo woman came and sat right by my mother's bed;
Now, she said, "Before it's over,
this poor child wish he was dead"

Lord, my poor mother, she cried,
"How can I keep this trouble from my child?"
Lord, my poor mother, she cried,
"How can I keep this trouble from my child?"
Lord, that hoodoo woman said,
"Don't let him go with other women in this world"

But when I grew up, I didn't listen to my mother's words,
Now, when I grew up, I didn't listen to my mother's words;
Lord, a no-good woman
is the cause of me sleeping outdoors with the birds

 

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Ida Cox
FOGYISM

Why do people believe in some old sign?
Why do people believe in some old sign?
To hear a hoot owl holler, someone is surely dying

Some will break a mirror, cry, "Bad luck for seven years,"
Some will break a mirror, and cry, "Bad luck for seven years;"
And if a black cat crosses them, they'll break right down in tears

To dream of muddy water, trouble is knocking at your door,
To dream of muddy water, trouble is knocking at your door;
Your man is sure to leave you and never return no more

When your man comes home evil, tells you you are getting old,
When your man come home evil, tells you you are getting old;
That's a true sign he's got someone else baking his jelly roll

 

[Γιωργος YODAνδρεαδης]

BAD MOON RISING
Creedence Clearwater Revival


I see the bad moon arising.
I see trouble on the way.
I see earthquakes and lightnin'.
I see bad times today.

Don't go around tonight,
Well, it's bound to take your life,
There's a bad moon on the rise.

I hear hurricanes ablowing.
I know the end is coming soon.
I fear rivers over flowing.
I hear the voice of raze and ruin.

All right!

Hope you got your things together.
Hope you are quite prepared to die.
Looks like we're in for nasty weather.
One eye is taken for an eye.

 

[Giota]

PINK FLOYD

Comfortably Numb


Hello.
Is there anybody in there?
Just nod if you can hear me.
Is there anyone home?

Come on, now.
I hear youre feeling down.
Well I can ease your pain,
Get you on your feet again.

Relax.
I need some information first.
Just the basic facts:
Can you show me where it hurts?

There is no pain, you are receding.
A distant ships smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I cant hear what youre sayin.
When I was a child I had a fever.
My hands felt just like two balloons.
Now I got that feeling once again.
I cant explain, you would not understand.
This is not how I am.
I have become comfortably numb.

Ok.
Just a little pinprick. [ping]
Therell be no more --aaaaaahhhhh!
But you may feel a little sick.

Can you stand up?
I do believe its working. good.
Thatll keep you going for the show.
Come on its time to go.

There is no pain, you are receding.
A distant ships smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I cant hear what youre sayin.
When I was a child I caught a fleeting glimpse,
Out of the corner of my eye.
I turned to look but it was gone.
I cannot put my finger on it now.
The child is grown, the dream is gone.
I have become comfortably numb.

 

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Grateful Dead
Casey Jones

Driving that train, high on cocaine,
Casey Jones you better watch your speed.
Trouble ahead, trouble behind,
And you know that notion just crossed my mind.

This old engine makes it on time,
Leaves Central Station 'bout a quarter to nine,
Hits River Junction at seventeen to,
At a quarter to ten you know it's drivin again.

Driving that train, high on cocaine,
Casey Jones you better watch your speed.
Trouble ahead, trouble behind,
And you know that notion just crossed my mind.

Trouble ahead, Lady in red,
Take my advice you'd be better off dead.
Switchman's sleeping, train hundred and two is
On the wrong track and headed for you.

Driving that train, high on cocaine,
Casey Jones you beter watch your speed.
Trouble ahead, you know trouble behind,
And you know that notion just crossed my mind.

Trouble with you is the trouble with me,
Got two good eyes but WE still don't see.
Come round the bend, you know it's the end,
The fireman screams and the engine just gleams...

Driving that train, high on cocaine,
Casey Jones you better watch your speed.
Trouble ahead, trouble behind,
And you know that notion just crossed my mind.

Driving that train, high on cocaine,
Casey Jones you better watch your speed.
Trouble ahead, trouble behind,
And you know that notion just crossed my mind.

Driving that train, high on cocaine,
Casey Jones you better watch your speed.
Trouble ahead, you know, trouble behind.
And you know that notion just crossed my mind.

Driving that train, high on cocaine,
Casey Jones you better watch your speed.
Trouble ahead, you know, trouble behind.
And you know that notion just crossed my mind.

 

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Dobi Gray
Drift Away

Day after day I'm more confused
Yet I look for the light
Through the pourin' rain
You know that's a game that I hate to lose
And I'm feeling the strain
Ain't it a shame

Oh, give me the beat, boys, and free my soul
I want to get lost in your rock and roll
And drift away


Beginning to think that I'm wasting time
I don't understand the things I do
The world outside looks so unkind
Now I'm counting on you
To carry me through

Oh, give me the beat, boys, and free my soul
I want to get lost in your rock and roll
And drift away

And when my mind is free
You know a melody can move me
And when I'm feeling blue
The guitar's coming through to soothe me

Thanks for the joy that you're given me
I want you to know I believe in your song
Your rythm and rhyme and harmony
You've helped me along
Makin' me strong

Oh, give me the beat, boys, and free my soul
I want to get lost in your rock and roll
And drift away

 

[exile]

Steve Miller
Take the Money And Run

This here's a story about Billy Joe and Bobbie Sue
Two young lovers with nothin' better to do
Than sit around the house, get high, and watch the tube
And here is what happened when they decided to cut loose

They headed down to, ooh, old El Paso
That's where they ran into a great big hassle
Billy Joe shot a man while robbing his castle
Bobbie Sue took the money and run

Go on take the money and run
Go on take the money and run
Go on take the money and run
Go on take the money and run

Billy Mack is a detective down in Texas
You know he knows just exactly what the facts is
He ain't gonna let those two escape justice
He makes his livin' off of the people's taxes

Bobbie Sue, whoa, whoa, she slipped away
Billy Joe caught up to her the very next day
They got the money, hey
You know they got away
They headed down south and they're still running today
Singin' go on take the money and run

Go on take the money and run
Go on take the money and run
Go on take the money and run