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(Rod Stewart / Ron Wood)

Never been a millionaire
and I tell you mama I don't care
Never gonna own a race-horse
or a fast back mid-engine Porsche
Don't think I'll own a private jet
on the Stock Exchange I'd no threat
So won't you help me make up my mind
Don't you think I'm better get myself back home

Sitting in the moonlight glow
excuse me if my feelings show
Watching all the trucks roll by
dreaming up an alibi
You see, back home I'd considered the fool
but maybe they're right I don't know
So can't you help make up my mind
Don't you think I'm better get myself back home
Who cares

Daddy says he'll buy me car
to drive just as far as I need
He wants me back at any expense
He's got a lot more money than sense
Funny but now that I'm gone
they all wanna be concerned
Oh please can you make up my mind
Don't you think I'm better get myself back home
Just don't know what to do
Maybe I'll walk, maybe I'll ride, maybe I'll never ever decide

Get out da way
I gotta get on home
I gotta get home as soon as I can

(Rod Stewart / Ron Wood)

Darling I hate to tell you but I think I'm catching a cold
Put another chair on the fire bring the bottle over here 
I feel I'm getting old
I like your laugh and a hot romance
and your orn'ry sense of humor
but if it rains again like it did today
I'm gonna have to leave a little bit sooner

Got to get me some South America sun

Honey don't even ask me if you can come along
Down at the border you need to be older
and you sure don't look like my daughter
Your ridiculous age, start a state outrage
and I'll end up in a Mexican jail
Darling please don't cry you know I wouldn't tell you no lie

Look over there 
Oh my God don't look now 
but it appears to be raining again
Get upstairs pack my book of prayers
Honey hurry I'm catching pneumonia
I gotta move while I'm in the mood 
or I'll disappear into that wall
Darling please don't curse 
it really couldn't be any worse
Say I'm a sun fanatic but it's dark in your attic 
and your cat sleeps over my head

I know I'm not a football star
but I wanna little better than that
So I'm much obliged for the pure white ride
and a cup of tea every morning
I'll say goodbye, look your man in the eye
you know I wouldn't tell you no lie

So after all, I'll see you in the fall
on a brand new day, brand new way
Goodbye honey, goodbye honey
Goodbye honey, it ain't funny
Goodbye honey, I know it ain't funny

(Bob Dylan)

Perhaps it's the color of the sun cut flat 
and coverin' the crossroads I'm standing at
or maybe it's the weather or something like that
but mama you been on my mind

I do not mean you trouble, don't put me down, don't get upset
I am not pleadin' or sayin' I can't forget you 
I do not pace the floor, bowed down and bent, but yet
mama you been on my mind

Even tho' my eyes are hazy 
and my thoughts they might be narrow
where you been don't bother me, or bring me down with sorrow
I don't even mind where you be wakin' up tomorrow
but mama you been on my mind

I'm not asking you to say words like yes or no
Please understand me, I've no place I'm calling you to go
I'm just whisperin' to myself so I can pretend that I don't know
Mama you been on my mind

When you wake up in the mornin' baby, look inside your mirror
you know I won't be next to you, you know I won't be near
I'd just be curious to know if you can see yourself as clear
as someone who has had you on his mind
As someone who has had you on his mind
Mama you been on my mind

(Rod Stewart / Ron Wood)

I've got two and more to show
I was dreaming of a mobile 
that couldn't be mine not without lyin?
Was I feeling kind a silly 
when I stepped in soakin' beer down the cola machine
Oh, stayin' seventeen
Well she claimed she was a killer
and she owned a flood lit villa 
a little aways from the main highway
Oh take me way down yonder

She was tall, thin and tarty 
and she drove a Maserati 
faster than sound
I was heaven bound
Although I must have looked a creep
in my army surplus jeep
Was I being too bold
before the night could get old 
No, no, no, no
She proved me so wrong

Oh the Italian girls sometimes hold their religious habits 
in front of your eyes, just to get you tied
Ah but not my little Bella 'cause I did not have to tell her 
I'd rather you go with the morning sun, she made me so tired

She took me way, way, away down yonder
till I was gone with the morning sun on my back
Gotta get on back there soon as I can
Take me there
And I miss the girl so bad
She broke my heart
Gotta get on back there soon as I can
I miss the girl, I miss the girl, I miss the girl so bad
I was a lot better off

(J. Hendrix)

Angel came down from heaven yesterday
stayed with me long enough to rescue me
And she told me a story yesterday
about the sweet love between the moon and the deep blue sea
Then she spread her wings high over me
she said she's goin' now, come back tomorrow
And I said, "Fly on my sweet angel, fly on through the sky
Fly on my sweet angel tomorrow I'm gonna be by your side"

Fly away, high away, fly away

Sure enough this morning came unto me
silver wings silhouetted against a child's sunrise
And my angel she said unto me
Today's the day for you to rise
Take my hand, you're gonna be my man, you're gonna rise
Then she took me high over yonder

And I said, "Fly on my sweet angel, fly on through the sky
Fly on my sweet angel forever I will be by your side"
And I said, "Fly on my sweet angel, fly on through the sky
Fly on my sweet angel forever I will be by your side"
Fly away, come back another day

(Rod Stewart / Martin Quittenton)

I had nothing to do on this hot afternoon
but to settle down and write you a line
I've been meaning to phone you but from Minnesota
hell it's been a very long time
You wear it well
A little old fashioned but that's all right

Well I suppose you're thinking I bet he's sinking
or he wouldn't get in touch with me
Oh I ain't begging or losing my head
I sure do want you to know that you wear it well
There ain't a lady in the land so fine

Remember them basement parties, your brother's karate
the all day rock and roll shows
Them homesick blues and radical views
haven't left a mark on you, you wear it well
A little out of time but I don't mind

But I ain't forgetting that you were once mine
but I blew it without even tryin'
Now I'm eatin' my heart out
tryin' to get a letter through

Since you've been gone it's hard to carry on
I'm gonna write about the birthday gown that I bought in town
when you sat down and cried on the stairs
You knew it did not cost the earth, but for what it's worth
You made me feel a millionaire and you wear it well
Madame Onassis got nothing on you

Anyway, my coffee's cold and I'm getting told
that I gotta get back to work
So when the sun goes low and you're home all alone
think of me and try not to laugh and I wear it well
I don't object if you call collect
'cos I ain't forgetting that you were once mine
but I blew it without even tryin'
Now I'm eatin' my heart out tryin' to get back to you

After all the years I hope it's the same address
Since you've been gone it's hard to carry on

(B. Foster / E. Jordon)

Something told me it was over
when I saw you and him talking 
Something deep down in my soul said "Cry boy"
when I saw you and him out walking
I would rather, I would rather go blind girl
than to see you walk away from me child
So you see I love you so much 
I don't want to see you leave me baby 
most of all I just don't, I just don't want to be free

I was just, I was just sitting here thinking
of your kiss and your warm embrace child
When the reflection in the glass 
that I been held to my lips now baby 
revealed the tears I had on my face
I would rather, I would rather be blind child
than to see you walk away from me
Baby, baby, baby I would rather go blind
than to see you walk away from me

(Sam Cooke)

Let me tell you about a place, somewhere up in New York way
where the people are so gay, twistin' the night away
Here they have a lot of fun, puttin' trouble on the run
Oh man you'll find the old and young twistin' the night away

Here's a man in evening clothes, how he got here I don't know
but oh man, you ought to see him go, twistin' the night away
He's dancing with a chick in slacks, she's moving up and back
Oh man, there ain't nothing like twistin' the night away

Feel much better

Here's a fellow in blue jeans, who's dancing with an older queen
dolled up in her diamond rings, twistin' the night away
Man you ought to see her go, twistin' to the rock and roll
Here you'll find the young and the old twistin' the night away

They're twistin', twistin', everybody's doing great
They're twistin' man, twistin', they're twistin' the night away
Twistin', you know they're twistin', twistin' the night away 
They're twistin', twistin', man twistin' the night away

Here they have a lot of fun, puttin' trouble on the run
Oh man you'll find young and the old twistin' the night away
Here's a man in evening clothes, how he got here I don't know
I don't know but man you ought to see him go
Twistin' the night away