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John Mellencamp
John Mellencamp


Информация
Дата рождения 7 октября 1951 г.
Место рождения Seymour, Indiana, U.S.
Жанры Rock
Heartland Rock
Roots Rock
Folk
Годы 1976—н.в.
Лейблы Island Records
Columbia Records
Mercury Records
Republic Records
MCA Records
Hear Music
См. также Joan Baez
Trisha Yearwood
Little Big Town
Mitch Ryder
James McMurtry
Meshell Ndegeocello
Chuck D
Сайт Website



Альбом John Mellencamp


Trouble No More (03.06.2003)
03.06.2003
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I got stones in my passway
And my road seem dark as night
I got stones in my passway
And my road seem dark as night
I have pains in my hearts
They have taken my appetite
I have a bird to whistle

And I have a bird to sing
Have a bird to whistle
And I have a bird to sing
I got a woman that I'm lovin'
Boy, she don't mean a thing
My enemies have betrayed me

Have overtaken poor Bob at last
My enemies have betrayed me
Have overtaken poor Bob at last
An ' 'ere's one thing certainly
They have stones all in my pass
Now you tryin' to take my life

And all my lovin' too
You laid a passway for me
Now what are you trying to do
I'm cryin' please
Plea-ease let us be friends
And when you hear me howlin' in my passway, rider
Plea-ease open your door and let me in
I got three legs to truck home

Boys, please don't block my road
I got three legs to truck home
Boys, please don't block my road
I've been feelin' ashamed 'bout my rider
Babe, I'm booked and I got to go


. . .


i got a letter this morning
how do
you reckon it read?
"hurry the gal you love is dead"?

i got a letter this morning
i'm wonderin'
how you reckon it read
he say, "hurry, hurry"
"on account that gal you love is dead"

i grabbed up my suitcase
i took off down the road
when i got there she was laying
on the coolin' board
yes, i grabbed up my suitcase

i took off down the road

when i got there
she was laying
'lain on the coolin' board:

well,
i walked up right close
i look down in her face
oh, good gal
gotta lay here 'til Judgment Day

i said i walked up right close
i said i look down in her face

oh, the good ol' gal!
gotta lay here 'til judgment day:

look like ten thousand people
standing 'round the burying ground
i didn't know i loved her 'til they laid her down

look like ten thousand
standing 'round the burial ground

i didn't know that i love her
'til they laid her down:

well,
i fol' up my arms
i slowly walk away
i say
Farewell honey. I see you Judgment Day.

yeah, with nobody:
i slowly walk away

Farewell! Farewell! I see you Judgment Day:

you know
i didn't feel so bad 'til the good ol' Sun when down
i didn't have a soul
to throw my arms around

i didn't feel so bad
'til the good ol' Sun down

i didn't have a soul

to throw my arms around:

you know it's so hard to love
someone
don't love you

look like it ain't satisfaction
don't care what you do
yeah: so hard
to love
someone
don't love you

seem like it ain't satisfaction
don't care what you do:

well,
i woke up this mornin'
the break of day
just huggin' the pillows
she used to lay
-I say, Soon.
this mourning
at break of day

just huggin' the pillows
where my good gal used to lay:

and i got up
this morning
feeling
'round for my shoes
you know i must have
the Walking Blues

i say, Soon.
this mourning
feeling 'round for my shoes

you know
nobody?

i must have the Walking Blues:

Hush!
thought i heard her call my name
wasn't so loud
so nice and plain

i say, Soon.
this mourning
i slowly walk away

Oh, good gal
lay here 'til Judgment Day:

. . .


[Instrumental]

. . .


Baltimore Oriole
Took one look at that mercury, forty below
No life for a lady
To be draggin' her feathers around in the snow
Leaving me blue, off she flew
To the Tangipaho-down Louisiana
Where a two-tiin' Jaybird
Met the divine Miss O

I'd like to ruffle his plumage
That Baltimore Oriole
Messed around with that big guy
Till he singed her wings
Forgivin' is easy-it's a woman like, now and then
Could happen to thing
Send her back home
Home ain't home without her warbling
How she can sing
Make a lonely man happy, Baltimore Oriole
Come down from that bough
Fly to your daddy now.

. . .


I read your letter, darlin'
Tears filled my eyes
All of the promises you made were nothing but lies
So I turned your photograph around face to the wall
And when I dim the lights in my room tonight
Teardrops will fall

Teardrops will fall tonight
Tears I can't hide
Tears that I'd rather keep
Deep down inside
Tears fall
And love is gone beyond these walls
And when I dim the lights in my room tonight
Teardrops will fall

I'm gonna pray tonight, baby
Hopin' you will hear
And maybe you'll write all those wrongs
And dry each tear
I sit alone tonight
Hopin' you will call
And when I dim the lights in my room tonight
Teardrops will fall

Teardrops will fall tonight
Tears I can't hide
Tears that I'd rather keep
Deep down inside
Tears fall
And love is gone beyond these walls
And when I dim the lights in my room tonight
Teardrops will fall

Teardrops will fall tonight
Tears I can't hide
Tears that I'd rather keep
Deep down inside
Tears fall
And love is gone beyond these walls
And when I dim the lights in my room tonight
When I dim the lights in my room tonight
Teardrops will fall

. . .


Now There's a man you'll hear about
Most anywhere you go,
And his holdings are in Texas
And his name is Diamond Joe.

And he carries all his money
In a diamond-studded jar.
He never took much trouble
With the process of the law.

I hired out to Diamond Joe, boys,
Did offer him my hand,
He gave a string of horses
So old they could not stand.

And I nearly starved to death, boys,
He did mistreat me so,
And I never saved a dollar
In the pay of Diamond Joe.

Now his bread it was corn dodger
And his meat you couldn't chaw,
Nearly drove me crazy
With the waggin' of his jaw.

And the tellin' of his story,
Mean to let you know
That there never was a rounder
That could lie like Diamond Joe.

[Instrumental]

Now, I tried three times to quit him,
But he did argue so
I'm still punchin' cattle
In the pay of Diamond Joe.

And when I'm called up yonder
And it's my time to go,
Give my blankets to my buddies
Give the fleas to Diamond Joe.

. . .


Why does the sun go on shining
Why does the sea rush to shore
Don't they know it's the end of the world
'Cause you don't love me any more

Why do the birds go on singing
Why do the stars glow above
Don't they know it's the end of the world
It ended when I lost your love

I wake up in the morning and I wonder
Why everything's the same as it was
I can't understand, no, I can't understand
How life goes on the way it does

Why does my heart go on beating
Why do these eyes of mine cry
Don't they know it's the end of the world
It ended when you said goodbye

Why does my heart go on beating
Why do these eyes of mine cry
Don't they know it's the end of the world
It ended when you said goodbye

. . .


Well now, baby meet me in the bottom, bring me my running shoes
Well now, baby meet me in the bottom, bring me my running shoes
Well, I'll come out the window, I won't have time to lose.

When you see me streaking by, please don't be late
When you see me streaking by, please don't be late
Well, when you see me moving, though my life is at stake

Well, I hope you'll see me, when I come streaking by
Well, I hope you'll see me, when I come streaking by
She got a bad old man, you know I'm too young to die

I got to leave here. Get caught in there

. . .


You feel so good, Lafayette, now I've come to greet you
Tell all my friends I've come back again
I couldn't stay away, I was gone only a day
But I'm comin' back to my sweet Lafayette

I'm goin' down to Lafayette, I don't care how long I'm gone
It's so hard to leave you, Lafayette, now I know where I belong
When that sweet fiddle sounds and Clifton gets down
That music sounds so good to me, I just might dance until three
And I gotta get back to my sweet Lafayette

Oh, those boys in Lafayette, smilin' so pretty
Those sweet boys in Lafayette, they sure do look good to me
We danced all night long to a sweet Cajun song
Drinkin' and jivin' 'til dawn, I could dance on and on
Doin' a two-step in my sweet Lafayette
Take me back Lafayette, way down on the bayou
I'm your girl, Lafayette, I'm gonna hang around you
Eat that gumbo and rollin' and tumble
And do crazy things every night, soon I'll be feelin' alright
When I get back to my sweet Lafayette
When I get back to my sweet Lafayette

. . .


[Instrumental]

. . .


Well who's that a writing? John The Revelator
Who's that a writing? John The Revelator
Who's that a writing? John The Revelator
A book of the seven seals.

Tell me what's John a writing? Ask The Revelator
What's John a writing? Ask The Revelator
What's John a writing? Ask The Revelator
A book of the seven seals.

Now who art worthy, crucified and holy
Bound up for some, Son of our God
Daughter of Zion, Judea's Lion
He redeemed us, Jesus bought us with
his blood

Now tell me who's that a writing? John The
Revelator
Who's that a writing? John The Revelator
Who's that a writing? John The Revelator
A book of the seven seals.

Well what's John a writing? Ask The Revelator
What's John a writing? Ask The Revelator
What's John a writing? Ask The Revelator
A book of the seven seals.

Well Moses to Moses, Watching the flock
Saw the bush where they had to stop
God told Moses pull off your shoes
Out of the flock, a well a you I choose

Now tell me who's that a writing? John The
Revelator
Who's that a writing? John The Revelator
Who's that a writing? John The Revelator
A book of the seven seals.

Well what's John a writing? Ask The Revelator
What's John a writing? Ask The Revelator
What's John a writing? Ask The Revelator
A book of the seven seals.

. . .


Eight years of peace and prosperity
Scandal in the White House
An election is what we need
From coast-to-coast to Washington

So America voted on a president
No one kept count
On how the election went
From Florida to Washington

Goddamn, said one side
And the other said the same
Both looked pretty guilty
But no one took the blame
From coast-to-coast to Washington

So a new man in the White House
With a familiar name
Said he had some fresh ideas
But it's worse now since he came
From Texas to Washington

And he wants to fight with many
And he says it's not for oil
He sent out the National Guard
To police the world
From Baghdad to Washington

What is the thought process
To take a humans life
What would be the reason
To think that this is right
From heaven to Washington
From Jesus Christ to Washington

. . .


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