Альбом Gerry Rafferty

Walk in, sit down, open up your caseTune up, and turn ‘round to show your face to the crowdSing a song in a genuine bluegrass voiceAbout your big Dixie Darling, the banjo that's always in tune.
Please sing a song for us, play your guitarThere isn't one of us care who you areBut if the sound is good, you won't go wrongPlease sing a song for us and we will sing along (so long).
Stand up, stretch out to take the handOf a girl called Rosie who thought your performance was coolTune in, turn on, stop dead in your tracksAt a voice softly singing about some fool on a hill.
Please sing a song for us, play your guitarThere isn't one of us care who you areAnd if the sound is good, you won't go wrongPlease sing a song for us and we will sing along (so long).

Vocals: Gerry Rafferty

Don't you feel like talkin' to a man who's fed up walkin' all the timeDon't you feel like sayin' to a man who's fed up prayin' that you're mineWe fought a lot of battles from Nebraska to Seattle, I'm so tiredWe hid in lonely places and we never seen the faces ‘til they fired.
Well hear me talkin' (blood and glory)I'm fed up walkin' (blood and glory)I'll tell a story (blood and glory)About blood and glory.
When we threw away our sabers and we joined with Preston's Raiders for a whileWe looted and we plundered while the Yankee cannons thundered, we just smiledBut now back home in Kentucky, and I know I've been lucky to surviveI never want to see another cannon aimed at me while I'm alive.
Well hear me talkin' (blood and glory)I'm fed up walkin' (blood and glory)I'll tell a story (blood and glory)About blood and glory.

Vocals: Gerry Rafferty

Rick rack, rickety rack
See the train go along the track
When I grow up I want to be an engine driver
But if I can't be that I'll be a deep sea diver.

My father says that I must always work on the land
And I never disagreed when I'd see him lift his hand
Mother thinks that I should be a carpenter to trade
That I could fill my house with the things that I had made.

Rick rack, rickety rack
See the train go along the track
When I grow up I want to be an engine driver
But if I can't be that I'll be a deep sea diver.

I look at the skies, see the birds that can fly, and I feel like cryin'
Like a bird on the tree I just want to free so I'll keep on tryin'.

Rick rack, rickety rack
See the train go along the track
When I grow up I want to be an engine driver
But if I can't be that I'll be a deep sea diver.

My brother says that I must pay attention at the school
Because I've never won a prize, he thinks that I'm a fool
Teacher always asks me why I look so far away
It's just that I find nothing in the words he has to say.

Rick rack, rickety rack
I'm leaving home and I'm never coming back
I'm on my way to be an engine driver
But if I can't be that I'll be a deep sea diver.

My daddy was a miner, said there was nothing finer
Than an Irish man who worked an honest day
From Steamboat Row, in rain or shine, he'd make his way down to the mine
Along the dusty road he'd travel
Fifteen miles to get there, fifteen miles to go
Fifteen miles back home again, home to Steamboat Row.

He used to tell about the time he got hurt down in the mine
He said he'd never go back down again
But in his heart he knew he would, he did the only thing he could
Kept on walkin' down that road
Fifteen miles to get there, fifteen miles to go
Fifteen miles back home again, home to Steamboat Row.

But when he took to drinkin' we knew that he was thinkin'
That his days were quickly coming to an end
He'd only speak of Steamboat Row, he said someday we ought to go
And walk along that dusty road
Fifteen miles to get there, fifteen miles to go
Fifteen miles back home again, home to Steamboat Row.

Can I have my money back, money back, money back?
Can I have my money back, please sir?
I don't hear what you're sayin', don't care what you're doin'
Can I have my money back, money back, money back?
Can I have my money back, please sir?

Went to the movies and the movie broke down
The picture on the screen was going ‘round and ‘round
I'd spent all I had getting in to see the show
So I walked up to the man and I said I'd like to go.

Can I have my money back, money back, money back?
Can I have my money back, please sir?
I don't hear what you're sayin', don't care what you're doin'
Can I have my money back, money back, money back?
Can I have my money back, please sir?

I heard a preacher man say his way was the best
So I took up his religion and forgot about the rest
Then I heard another one calling out my name
I went and took a closer look, he was just the same.

Can I have my money back, money back, money back?
Can I have my money back, please sir?
I don't hear what you're sayin', don't care what you're doin'
Can I have my money back, money back, money back?
Can I have my money back, please sir?

Listen to the lies from the politician man
Saying that we live in a democratic land
One land for the rich, another for the poor
And if you try to change it, they'll nail you to the floor.

Can I have my money back, money back, money back?
Can I have my money back, please sir?
I don't hear what you're sayin', don't care what you're doin'
Can I have my money back, money back, money back?
Can I have my money back, please sir?

Acoustic Guitars: Gerry Raffery / Roger Brown
Bass: Gary Taylor
Drums: Henry Spinetti
Whistle: Tom Parker
Fiddle: John Van Derrick
Lead Vocals: Gerry Rafferty
Backing Vocals: Gerry Rafferty / Joe Egan

"Do it on the microphone, thank you, Gerald" (you have to turn it up way loud to hear this)
Sitting here is really bringing me downI think I'll get up and go downtownHave a drink and maybe look up a friendTo talk the hours away and hope the night will never end.
Look in my pockets to see what I've gotI count my money, I don't have a lotThe situation is always the sameI've got to get out of here, this place is driving me insane.
Hold on, I'm getting the new street blues.
About a year ago, I knocked on this doorI asked my friend if I could sleep on the floorHe took me in, said I was welcome to stayI told him then that I was going to pay him back someday.
He took me in and all he asked was a songIt didn't sound me when I knew it was wrongIt got so bad that we were drunk every nightAnd I'd pretend that come tomorrow night things would be alright.
Hold on, I'm getting the new street blues.
Sitting here is really bringing me downI think I'll get up and go downtownHave a drink and maybe look up a friendTo talk the hours away and hope the night will never end.
Look in my pockets to see what I've gotI count my money, I don't have a lotThe situation is always the sameI've got to get out of here, this place is driving me insane.
Hold on, I'm getting the new street blues.

Electric Guitar: Roger BrownKeyboards: Tom ParkerBass: Gary TaylorDrums: Henry SpinettiLead Vocals: Gerry RaffertyBacking Vocals: Gerry Rafferty / Joe Egan

Mary Skeffington, close your eyesAnd make believe that you are just a girl againGo to sleep tonight, dream of daysWhen you had something there to light the way.
Remember a holiday in a north-of-England townYou slept in a room upstairs on a bed of eiderdown.
Mary Skeffington, when you wakeYou mustn't be afraid to face another dayThink of what you have, you'll get byYou've always been a lady so hold your head up high.
Look back on a home where you spent the best years of your lifeRemember the man who asked you if you would be his wife.
Mary Skeffington, close your eyesAnd make believe that you are just a girl againGo to sleep tonight, dream of daysWhen you had something there to light the way.

Acoustic Guitars: Gerry Rafferty / Rab NoakesLead Vocals: Gerry RaffertyBacking Vocals: Rab Noakes

Playing guitar Friday night in Sally's club barBig money man says ‘Won't you join my rock 'n' roll band?'
‘But if I'm going to make you a star, boyGet yourself a chauffer-driven car, yeahSign on the dotted lineIt's going to work out fine'.
Get on the phone (Played in Hamburg just to make me some money)She says ‘I need some money back home' (Played the ?? but never got honey)Big money man says (Big fat money man, he wrote me a letter)‘Don't you worry boy, you're not on your own' (‘Don't you worry boy, it's got to get better')
‘If I'm going to make you a star, boyGet yourself a chauffer-driven car, yeahSign on the dotted lineIt's going to work out fine'.
I could have stayed at home foreverBut big money man was much too cleverHe said ‘Sign on the dotted lineIt's going to work out fine'.
Back playing guitar Friday night in Sally's club barBig money man says ‘Won't you join my rock 'n' roll band?'
‘But if I'm going to make you a star, boyGet myself a chauffer-driven car, yeahSign on the dotted lineIt's going to work out fine'.

Written By: Gerry Rafferty and Joe EganElectric Guitar: Alan ParkerKeyboards: Tom ParkerDrums: Henry SpinettiSteel Guitar: Rod KingVocals: Gerry Rafferty

Well I don't know why I came here tonight
I got the feeling that something ain't right
I'm so scared in case I fall off my chair
And I'm wondering how I'll get down the stairs
Clowns to the left of me, jokers to the right
Here I am, stuck in the middle with you.

Yes I'm stuck in the middle with you
And I'm wondering what it is I should do
It's so hard to keep the smile from my face
Losing control, yeah I'm all over the place
Clowns to the left of me, jokers to the right
Here I am, stuck in the middle with you.

Well you started out with nothing
And you're proud that you're a self-made man
And your friends they all come crawlin'
Slap you on the back and say 'Please, please.'

Trying to make some sense of it all
But I can see that it makes no sense at all
Is it cool to go to sleep on the floor
Well I don't think I can take anymore
Clowns to the left of me, jokers to the right
Here I am, stuck in the middle with you.

Well you started out with nothing
And you're proud that you're a self-made man
And your friends they all come crawlin'
Slap you on the back and say 'Please, please.'

Yeah I don't know why I came here tonight
I got the feeling that something ain't right
I'm so scared in case I fall off my chair
And I'm wondering how I'll get down the stairs
Clowns to the left of me, jokers to the right
Here I am, stuck in the middle with you.

(Yes I'm) stuck in the middle with you
Stuck in the middle with you
(Here I am) stuck in the middle with you.

Riding on the subway, watching all the people stare
Everyone just listens, they won't do any talking (oh no, oh no)
They just sit there waitin', waitin' with their eyes
Don't ask any questions, you won't get an answer (oh no, oh no)

Everybody seems to have a good time
Nobody goes stepping out of line
Everyone's agreed that everything will turn out fine.

Moving through the city, making all the rounds
Trying different places, didn't like the faces (oh no, oh no)
Rollin' in the gutter, throwin' up my pride
Belly full of whiskey, was it hard to swallow (oh no, oh no)

Everybody seems to have a good time
Nobody goes stepping out of line
Everyone's agreed that everything will turn out fine.

Everybody seems to have a good time
Nobody goes stepping out of line
Everyone's agreed that everything will turn out fine.

Everyone's agreed that everything will turn out fine.
Everyone's agreed that everything will turn out fine.
Fine (fine), fine (fine)
So fine (fine) fine (fine)
Fine (fine), fine (fine)
Fine (fine), so fine (fine)

oh no

You get so tired of chasing dreams, you think that nothing's true.
You start to question everything, everything you do.
Feeling scared but you don't know why, so you tell yourself you're doing all right.
You're sick of all the empty days that make you so afraid of the night.

And if you try to read a book and get between the lines,
It doesn't matter where you look, you're only wasting time.
When you meet somebody else and you try to think of something to say,
Even while you stand there talking, you know your mind is drifting away.

You get so tired of chasing dreams, you think that nothing's true.
You start to question everything, everything you do.
Feeling scared but you don't know why, so you tell yourself you're doing all right.
You're sick of all the empty days that make you so afraid of the night.

Genuflect, show respect,
Don't forget it's a papal command
Take your seat, all you need
Is your rosary beads in your hand.

Time to start, cross your heart,
Be a part of the mystical band
Look at everybody trying to find their own place
Looking for a heaven up high
Working just to get into a state of grace
We know we're gonna need it when we die.

Say your prayers, fill your fears
Shed your tears, you're afraid of hell's fire
As you sit there and pray
You'll get carried away by the choir.

And the incense is sweet, takes you right off your feet
And makes you higher
Look at everybody trying to find their own place
Looking for a heaven up high
Working just to get into a state of grace
We know we're gonna need it when we die.

Look at everybody trying to find their own place
Looking for a heaven up high
Working just to get into a state of grace
We know we're gonna need it when we die.

Right or Wrong (Stealers Wheel) version
I woke up, remembered everything I said to you last nightBut this time I sure won't worry about what I might have done'Cause I was out to please myself,Right or wrong.
You came in, looking like a long lost sheep,Said I've been using youYou got what you wanted, and that's alrightBut you were out to please yourselfRight or wrongUmmmmm yeah you were out to please yourselfRight or wrong.
Don't hang your head down, there ain't no shameIn what we've both been throughAlthough I'd like to help you outYou know I've got to save myselfRight or wrongUmmmmm you know I've got to save myselfRight or wrong.
When you go back, you know you're gonna have to look your bestYou're gonna have to turn on the magicMake believe it's realYou're gonna have to save yourselfRight or wrongUmmmmm yeah we were out to please ourselvesRight or wrongYeah we were out to please ourselves.
(fade)Yeah please yourself please yourselfRight or wrong yeah please yourself

Over My Head version
I woke up, remembered everything I said to you last nightBut this time I sure won't worry about what I might have done‘Cause I was out to please myself,Right or wrong.
You came in, looking like a long lost sheep,Said I've been using youYou got what you wanted, and that's alrightBut you were out to please yourselfRight or wrongUmmmmm yeah you were out to please yourselfRight or wrong.
Don't hang your head down, there ain't no shameIn what we've both been throughAlthough I'd like to help you outYou know I've got to save myselfRight or wrongUmmmmm you know I've got to save myselfRight or wrong.
Shake me when you're leavin' in the morningPack up your bags while I open my eyesI know you're gonna wake me in the morningSay bye bye and I'll be loving you.
When you go back, you know you're gonna have to look your bestYou're gonna have to turn on the magicMake believe it's realYou're gonna have to save yourselfRight or wrongUmmmmm yeah we were out to please ourselvesRight or wrongYeah we were out to please ourselves.
(fade)Yeah please yourself please yourselfRight or wrong yeah please yourself

Words and Music By: Joe Egan and Gerry RaffertyPublished By: Baby Bun Music Ltd. / Polygram SongsDrums/Percussion: Arran AhmunPiano/Bass: Pavel RosakKeyboards: Pavel RosakGuitars: Bryn HaworthSaxophone: Mel CollinsAcoustic Guitars: Bryn Haworth / Rab Noakes / Gerry RaffertySynth Pad: Ian LynnLead Vocals: Gerry RaffertyBacking Vocals: Nicky Moore / Liane Carroll / Gerry Rafferty

Winding your way down on Baker Street
Light in your head and dead on your feet
Well, another crazy day
You'll drink the night away
And forget about everything
This city desert makes you feel so cold
It's got so many people, but it's got no soul
And it's taken you so long
To find out you were wrong
When you thought it held everything

You used to think that it was so easy
You used to say that it was so easy
But you're trying, you're trying now
Another year and then you'd be happy
Just one more year and then you'd be happy
But you're crying, you're crying now

Way down the street there's a light in his place
He opens the door, he's got that look on his face
And he asks you where you've been
You tell him who you've seen
And you talk about anything
He's got this dream about buying some land
He's gonna give up the booze and the one-night stands
And then he'll settle down
In some quiet little town
And forget about everything

But you know he'll always keep moving
You know he's never gonna stop moving
'Cause he's rolling, he's the rolling stone
And when you wake up, it's a new morning
The sun is shining, it's a new morning
And you're going, you're going home

You know I need your love, you got that hold over me
Long as I got your love, you know that I'll never leave
When I wanted you to share my life, I had no doubt in my mind
And it's been you, woman, right down the line

I know how much I lean on you, only you can see
Changes that I've been through have left their mark on me
You've been as constant as a northern star, the brightest light that shines
It's been you, woman, right down the line

I just wanna say this is my way
Of telling you everything I could never say before
Yeah, this is my way
Of telling you that every day I'm loving you so much more

'Cause you believed in me through my darkest night
Put something better inside of me, you brought me into the light
Threw away all those crazy dreams, I put them all behind
And it was you, woman, right down the line

I just wanna say this is my way
Of telling you everything I could never say before
Yeah, this is my way
Of telling you that every day I'm loving you so much more

If I should doubt myself, if I'm losing ground
I won't turn to someone else, they'd only let me down
When I wanted you to share my life, I had no doubt in my mind
And it's been you, woman, right down the line

Night comes down and finds you aloneIn a space and time of your ownLost in dreams in a world full of shadows.
Down the street the neon light shinesOffering refuge and hope to the blindYou stumble in with no thought of tomorrow.
Yes, I get a little lonely when the sun gets lowAnd I end looking for somewhere to goYes, I should know better but I can't say no.
Oh no no noNo no no no
The lights are low and the Muzak is loudYou watch yourself as you play to the crowdOne more face in a palace of mirrors.
One more drink, you're sailing awayOne more dream but it's looking okOne more time to watch the flow of the river.
Yes, I get a little lonely when the sun gets lowAnd I end looking for somewhere to goYes, I should know better but I can't say no.
Oh no no noNo no no no no no no oooooooh
Yes, I get a little lonely when the sun gets lowAnd I end looking for somewhere to goYes, I should know better but I can't say no.
Oh no no noNo no no no
You've seen it all yeah you've seen it beforeLike a fool you always come back for moreYou live your life like there was no more tomorrow.
Night comes down and finds you aloneIn a space and time of your ownLost in dreams in a world full of shadows.
Yes, I get a little lonely when the sun gets lowAnd I end looking for somewhere to goYes, I should know better but I can't say no.
Oh no no noOh no no noNo no no noNo no no noNo noNo noOooooooooooh

Drums: Liam GenockeyBass Guitar: Mo FosterOrgan: Pete WingfieldElectric Piano: Graham PreskettString Machine: Graham PreskettGuitars: Hugh BurnsPercussion: Frank RicottiLyricon Solo: Raphael RavenscroftPiano/Polymoog: Gerry RaffertyVocals: Gerry Rafferty

Night OwlRight Down the Line (Compilation)One More Dream (Compilation)Clowns to the Left, Jokers to the Right (Compilation)

Out on the street I was talkin' to a manHe said "there's so much of this life of mine that I don't understand"You shouldn't worry yes that ain't no crimeCause if you get it wrong you'll get it right next time (next time).
You need direction, yeah you need a nameWhen you're standing in the crossroads every highway looks the sameAfter a while you can recognize the signsSo if you get it wrong you'll get it right next time (next time).
Life is a liar yeah life is a cheatIt'll lead you on and pull the ground from underneath your feetNo use complainin', don't you worry, don't you whineCause if you get it wrong you'll get it right next time (next time).
You gotta grow, you gotta learn by your mistakesYou gotta die a little everyday just to try to stay awakeWhen you believe there's no mountain you can climbAnd if you get it wrong you'll get it right next time (next time).
Next time, hmmmmm

Drums: Liam GenockeyBass Guitar: Gary TaylorElectric Piano: Tommy EyreSynthesizers: Tommy EyreGuitars: Hugh BurnsPercussion: Frank RicottiSax: Raphael RavenscroftAcoustic Guitar: Gerry RaffertyVocals: Gerry Rafferty

I was caught up in a fever In that summer of ‘69And my heart was cryin' out for changeAnd I knew time was comin' when I'd get away.
So I moved down to that cityWhere I met a friend of mineAnd I must admit he tried to warn me wellWith all those bad luck stories he could tell.
He said "Take the money and run,Take the money and runBelieve it, in this town you can't trust anyoneYou're gonna learn that lesson my son".
"Take the money and run,Buy yourself a place in the sunDon't be a fool, don't you trust anyoneYou gotta take the money and run, take the money and run".
He was broken, he was wastedHe'd been brought down to his kneeAnd his heart was crying out for truthYou could see the whole world's sadness in his eyes.
So I took good care of businessAt least as far as I could seeI could read the signs and I knew all the linesBut so many times his voice came back to me.
"Take the money and run,Get it at the point of a gunBelieve it, in this town you can't trust anyoneYou're gonna learn that lesson my son".
"Take the money and run,Buy yourself a place in the sunDon't be a fool, don't you trust anyoneYou gotta take the money and run, take the money and run".
I've been wanderin' through this wastelandWhere the blind go leading the blindAnd the only sound on the money-go-roundWas the million voices waiting to be found.
I could only hear a whisperIt was comin' from the one I lovedAnd her heart was saying this can't be rightAll my wasted days and all her lonely nights.
Take the money and run,Get it at the point of a gunBelieve it, n this town you can't trust anyoneYou're gonna learn that lesson my son.
Take the money and run,Buy yourself a place in the sunDon't be a fool, don't you trust anyoneYou gotta take the money and run, take the money and run.

Drums: Liam GenockeyBass Guitar: Mo FosterKeyboards: Graham PreskettFiddle: Graham PreskettElectric Guitar: Richard BruntonAcoustic Guitar: Gerry RaffertyPercussion: Frank RicottiSax: Raphael RavenscroftAccordion: John KirkpatrickPenny Whistle: Richard HarveyVocals: Gerry Rafferty

I remember the sound of the passing trainAs it rolled through the night in the pouring rainAnd the touch of a hand and the way she said 'Goodbye'.
And we walked in the sun down the royal mileSaw the light in her eye and the way she smiledAnd she cried in the night and I heard her say 'Don't go'.
What can I do, sweet darlin', I don't want to go awayLooking at you sweet darlin', I know I want to stayWhat can I do, sweet darlin'?
In the light of the day I was rolling homeI was thinking of you waiting on your ownAnd I wanted to call but then something said 'Oh no'.
Yeah but now it's a dream, it's a memoryBut I'll never forget what you gave to meI was lost and alone but you made me feel ok.
What can I do, sweet darlin', I don't want to go awayLooking at you sweet darlin', I know I want to stayWhat can I do, sweet darlin'?
I remember the sound of the passing trainAs it rolled through the night in the pouring rainAnd the touch of a hand and the way she said 'Goodbye'.
What can I do, sweet darlin', I don't want to go awayLooking at you sweet darlin', I know I want to stayWhat can I do, sweet darlin'?

Drums: Liam GenockeyBass Guitar: Mo FosterKeyboards: Ian LynnAcoustic Guitar: Gerry RaffertyPercussion: Frank RicottiPenny Whistle: Richard HarveyVocals: Gerry Rafferty

I was lost on an endless seaGoing down, going down, going down on an endless seaSail with the wind, you weather the stormYou bring it all home, bring it all home, you bring it all home.
I was free in the dead of nightI want you, I want you, I want you in the dead of nightGive me your love, I'll sing you my bluesI bring it all home, bring it all home, I bring it all home.
I was blind in the light of dayI need you, I need you, I need you in the light of dayI still won't let go, hang on to this prideI bring it all home, bring it all home, I bring it all home.
I was lost on an endless seaGoing down, going down, going down on an endless seaThink to yourself as you're laughing it offBring it all home, bring it all home, bring it all home.
(fade)Yeah you think to yourself as you're laughing it offBring it all home, bring it all home, bring it all home.

Drums: Liam GenockeyBass Guitar: Mo FosterGuitars: Richard Brunton / Jerry DonahuePiano/Polymoog: Billy LivseyOrgan: Pete WingfieldSaxophone: Raphael RavenscroftVocals: Gerry Rafferty

Out on the street and the rain is fallin', I got nowhere to goHere in my heart I can hear you callin' maybe I should come back homeI don't know what keeps us together, but I can't break the chainI don't mind a little stormy weather, but I just can't stand the rain.
Sleepwalkin', deep sleep talkin', reelin' and rockin', wailin' at the moonSleepwalkin', deep sleep talkin', reelin' and rockin', wailin' at the moon.
Sleep won't come so you lie there waitin', lookin' at the silvery lightTellin' yourself there's nothin' new, so whatever gets you through the nightMeanwhile back in the music business the beat goes on and onI sell my soul to the company man, when there's nothin' else to lean upon.
Sleepwalkin', deep sleep talkin', reelin' and rockin', wailin' at the moonSleepwalkin', deep sleep talkin', reelin' and rockin', wailin' at the moon.
People come and people go, friends they disappearThere's only one thing that I wanna know, tell me where do we go from hereEverybody's on the make, everybody's tryin' to get aheadIn a world like this you just exist to feed the walkin' dead.
Sleepwalkin', deep sleep talkin', reelin' and rockin', wailin' at the moonSleepwalkin', deep sleep talkin', reelin' and rockin', wailin' at the moon.
Lookin' out on a world gone crazy, waitin' for the fun to beginThe race is on yeah they're gettin' ready, Jesus what a state we're inMeanwhile down in my backyard I'm sittin' doin' solitaryNow that I've milked the sacred cow, I just worry ‘bout the military.
Sleepwalkin', deep sleep talkin', reelin' and rockin', wailin' at the moonSleepwalkin', deep sleep talkin', reelin' and rockin', wailin' at the moon.
(fade)Get readyGet ready

Drums: Liam GenockeyElectric Guitar: Hugh BurnsPercussion: Maurice PertKeyboards: Kenny CraddockLead Vocals: Gerry RaffertyBacking Vocals: Gerry Rafferty / Christopher Neil