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12. | Close Enough for Jazz (instrumental) |
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15. | Instrumental |
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Too long in exile
Too long not singing my song
Too long in exile
Too long like a rolling stone
Too long in exile
Too long in exile
Baby those people just ain't, just ain't your friends
Too long in exile my friend
You can never go home again
Well that isolated feeling
Drives you so close up against the wall
Till you feel like you can't go on
You've been in the same place for too long
Too long in exile
Baby you can never go back home
Too long in exile
Anyway you want
Oh that isolated feeling
Drives you up against, up against the wall
'Cos you've been on the mainland baby
Been on the mainland, comin'on strong
Too long in exile
Too long people keep hanging on
Too long in exile
Too long like a rolling stone
And the wheeling and the dealing
All takes up too much time
Check your better self baby
You'd better satisfy, satisfy your mind
Too long in exile
Too long you've been grinding at the mill
Too long in exile
Man, I've really just had my fill
Too long in exile
You can never go back home again
Too long in exile
You're about to drive me just insane
Too long in exile, been too long in exile
Just like James Joyce, baby
Too long in exile
Just like Samuel Beckett baby
Too long in exile
Just like Oscar Wilde
Too long in exile
Just like George Best, baby
Too long in exile
Just like Alex Higgins, baby
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Well, they told me to come on over
I made my way to New York
And they tried to have me deported
Stop me from getting work
Blacklisted me all over
They were vicious and they were mean
They were bigtime operators
Baby, on the music business scene
Oh, they looked like politicians
But underneath they were thugs
And they spread malicious rumours
Threatened to have me busted for drugs
They had nothing on me
Oh man, I was really clean
But they were bigtime operators
On the music business scene
They put a bug in my apartment
To listen in on my calls
I was looking for some motivation
I couldn't find any, any motivation at all
They were very desperate people
Riding in long black limousines
But they were bigtime operators
On the music business scene
They were glorified by the media
They were heroes who had names
They said that they would bury me
If I didn't play their game
They said I didn't know the score
And that I was young and green
They were bigame operators
On the music business scene
Tried to hold me to a phoney contract
I said I didn't agree
Had to get out of the clutches
Had to go underground you see
Now I'm living in another country
But I know exactly just where I've been
Stay away from bigtime operators
Baby, on the music business scene
Well, baby bigtime operators
On the music business scene
Oh baby, bigtime operators
On the music business scene
Well, full of names and places
Baby, you know who I mean
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Well my room has got two windows
The sunlight never comes through
I'm so sad and lonely, baby
Since I broke off baby with you
I live on a lonely avenue
Little girl, since you said you're through
Now I feel so sad and blue
It's all because of you
I could die, I could die, I could die
I could die, I could die, I could die
I live on a lonely avenue
My pillow is made of lead
And my cover is made of stone
I toss and turn every night
I'm not used to livin' alone
I live on a lonely avenue
Girl, since you said we're through
And I feel so sad and blue
You know it's all because of you
I could die, I could die, I could die
I could cry, I could cry, I could cry
I live on a Lonely Avenue
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I've been on this roller coaster just too many times
And always it seems like
The blind keep on leading the blind
Tried to get them on the 'phone
Tried to find my way back home
Tned and failed, and tried and failed, again
But baby I don't want you 'cos you look so good
I don't want you 'cos I know I should
I don't want you to come in f rom the rain
I want you to be my ball and chain
I want you to be my ball and chain
Ah just lately I've been roaming from town to town
I've been setting them up, setting them up
And I've been knocking them down
I was born to live, it seems, a fugitive dream
Make things always better than they seem
And I stop and start, and stop and start
And stop and start again
Baby I don't want you for your money
I don't want you 'cos I love you honey
I don't want you to ease this memory pain
No, I want you to be my ball and chain
Yes, I want you to be my, be my ball and chain
When I see you in the garden once again
Baby you'll be standing in the summer rain
Laugh and cry and say what it's all about
You can even jump and shout
And you'll smile and say how are you again
I don't want you 'cos I'm so blue
I don't want you 'cos you know what to do
I don't want you because all my love seems in vain
I want you to be my ball and chain
I want you to be my ball and chain
I want you to be my ball and chain
I want you to be my ball and chain
Oh, be my ball and chain
Be my ball and chain, be my ball and chain
Oh, be my ball and chain
I want you.....ball and chain, etc.
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By the sacred grove, where the waters flow
We will come and go, in the forest
In the summer rain, we will meet again
We will learn the code of the ancient ones
In the forest
By the waterfall, I will hold you in my arms
We will meet again by the leafy glade
In the shade of the forest
With your long robes on, we will surely roam
By the ancient roads, I will take you home
To the forest
In the forest, in the forest
In the forest, in the forest
With your long robes on, we will surely roam
By the ancient roads, I will take you home again
To the forest
Satisfy the soul baby
Birds sing all day long of the mother lode
We can let it roll, in the forest
With your long robes on
I know where you're coming from
By the big oak tree you've gotta come and go with me
In the forest, in the forest
In the forest, in the forest
By the waterfall
I will hold you in my arms, and we will meet again
By the leafy shade, in the, in the forest
Satisfy the soul
Birds sing all day long of the mother lode
We can surely let it roll, in the forest
With your long robes on
I know where you're coming from
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Down those old ancient streets
Down those old ancient roads
Baby there together we must go
Till we get the healing done
Till we get the healing done
Till you're satisfied with your life
Till you're satisfied with your life
Till you're satisfied with your life
And it's running right, and it's running right
Till you deal with the poison inside
Sometimes you've got to sit down and cry
When you deal with the poison inside
Till we get the healing done
Till we get the healing done
Till you feel the tingle up your spine
Till you're satisfied and you're mine
Till you feel a tingle up your spine
Till we get the healing done
Till we get the healing done
Till you live in the glory of the One
Till you live in the land of the sun
Till you feel like your life has just begun
Till we get the healing done
Till we get the healing done
Till we dwell in the house of the Lord
Till you don't have to worry no more
Till you open a brand new world
Till we get the healing done
Till we get the healing done
Till it makes you feel alright
Till you're satisfied with your life
Till you know you live in the Light
Till we get the healing done
Oh till we get the healing done
Till you look at the mountains every day
Till you wash all your troubles away
And you live right here in the day
Till we get the healing done
Oh till we get the healing done
Oh till it's Truth and it's beauty and it's grace
Till you've finally found your true place
Till you know your original face
Till we get the healing done
Oh child, till we get the healing done
Oh when everything's going right
Till you're satisfied with your life
Till you're living in the Light
Till we get the healing done
Oh till we get the healing done
Oh when you feel it, when you feel it in your soul
Baby, and you really know
That you reap just what you sow
When we get the healing done
Oh till we get the healing done
Till you know that it's working every time
Till you work it out in your mind
And you know it straight down the line
Till you get the healing done
Oh make no worry till we get the healing done
Oh we gonna go back, back to our favourite place
Oh look at it again
See it all through different eyes
When we get the healing done
Oh when we get the healing done
Oh we're living for the grace of the Lord
Baby feel so good about it all
Oh give thanks every day
Till we get the healing done
Oh till we get the healing done
Till we get the healing done
Oh baby, baby till we get the healing done
Till we get the healing done
Baby you got to stay
Till we get the healing done
If it takes to the break of day
Till we get the healing done
Till we get the healing done
Till we get the healing done
Till we get the healing done
You got to stay all night long
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Like to tell you 'bout my baby.
You know she comes around.
She's about five feet four,
from her head to the ground.
You know she comes around here
Just about midnight.
She makes me feel so good, Lord.
She makes me feel alright.
And her name is G-L-O-R-I,I,I,I..
G-L-O-R-I-A (Gloria)
G-L-O-R-I-A (Gloria)
I'm gonna shout it all night (Gloria)
I'm gonna shout it every day (Gloria)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
(Guitar Solo)
She comes around here,
Just about midnight.
She makes me feels so good, Lord.
She makes me feel alright.
She comes walking down my street,
And then she comes to my house
She knocks upon my door.
And then she comes to my room.
And then she makes me feel alright.
G-L-O-R-I-A (Gloria)
G-L-O-R-I-A (Gloria)
I'm gonna shout it all night (Gloria)
I'm gonna shout it every day (Gloria)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
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(Sonny Boy Williamson)
A good morning little schoolgirl,
can I go home with you?
Tell your mama and your daddy,
that I'm a little schoolboy too
Baby I love you,
I just can't help help myself
You're so good looking pretty babe,
I don't need nobody else.
Good morning little schoolgirl,
can I go home with you?
Uh, Uh, Uh
I'm gonna leave you baby,
about the break of day
On account of the way you treat me,
I've got to stay away
A good morning little schoolgirl,
can I go home with you?
Tell your mama and your daddy,
that I'm a little schoolboy too
Come on pretty baby,
oh you know I can't help myself
Uh, Uh, Uh
I'm gonna buy me an aeroplane,
to fly all over your town.
And tell everybody baby,
Lord knows you've been putting me down.
I can't stand it babe,
just cannot help myself
You're so young and pretty,
but you're lovin' somebody else
A good morning little schoolgirl,
can I go home with you?
Uh, uh, uh
Oh babe what you do to me,
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Wasted years been brainwashed by lies
Oh yes I have
Oh wasted years
I'm talking about wasted years
Oh I'm not seeing eye-to-eye
I just can't see the things I should see
Wasted years, baby
I was taking the wrong advice
I know you was, I know you was
And I was too
All alone I'm travelling
Travelling through these wasted years
For so long, so long, so long I was
Oh, I must have gained some wisdom
Down through the years I did
Somewhere along the way
Oh yes, I did, oh yes I did
Thet's why there can't be no more
No more
No more wasted years today
I got wise, I got wise to myself
Well baby the great sadness
Oh, you've got to let it all go
Oh yeah, oh yeah Van
Live in the present
Live in the future John Lee, ain't that so
Oh, it's a sad feeling, oh yeah
Oh, you've gotta find something
To carry you through, carry you through,
carry you through
I've learned my lesson
I ain't gonna do it no more, yeah
Now Van
Now John
I've learned my lesson
I should have a long time ago
That's right
All these wasted years, wasted years
I finally woke up and got wise
I ain't gonna be, ain't gonna be no fool no more
Now Van, now Van
Ain't gonna be nobody's body's fool no more
Sing the song Van, sing it with me
Well all alone, all alone I've been travelling
Yeah
Travelling all along through these wasted years
Dark, dark wasted years
So dark here
Dark, dark, dark, dark wasted years
I must have gained something
Yeah
Oh travelling along the lonely way
Yeah, I've learned a lesson
I'm gonna make damn sure baby, make damn sure
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Look down - look down
That lonesome road
Before you travel on
Look up - look up
And seek your maker
Before (Mr.) Gabriel blows his horn
(I'm) Weary (of) toting - such a (heavy) load
Trudging down - the (that) lonesome road
Look down - look down
That lonesome road
Before (before) you travel on
True love - true love
What have I done
That you should treat me so
You - caused me
To walk and talk
Like I never did before
(I'm) Weary (of) toting - such a (heavy) load
Trudging down - the (that) lonesome road
Look down - look down (look down - look down)
That lonesome road
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There I go, there I go, there I go, there I go
Pretty baby you are the soul that snaps my control
It's a funny thing but everytime I'm near you
I never can behave
You give me a smile and I'm wrapped up in your magic
Music all around me, crazy music, music that keeps calling me so
Baby close to you, turns me into your slave
Come on
Come and do with me any little thing that you want to
Anything, baby just met me get next to you
Am I insane or do I really see heaven in your eyes
Bright as stars that shine up above you
In the clear blue sky
How I worry bout you
Just can't live my life without you
Baby come here, don't have no fear
Oh, is there wonder why
I'm really feeling in the mood for love
So tell me why, stop to think about this weather, my dear
This little dream might fade away
There I go talking out of my head again so baby won't you
Come and put our two hearts together
That would make me strong and brave
Oh, when we are one, I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid
If there's a cloud up above us
Go on and let in rain
I'm sure our love together would endure a hurricane
Oh my baby
Won't you please let me love you and get a release from this awful misery
What is all this talk about loving me, my sweet
I am not afraid, not anymore, not like before
Don't you understand me, oh baby please
Pull yourself together, got to do it very soon
My heart's on fire, come on and take
I'll be what you make me, my darling
Oh, pretty baby, you make me feel so good
Let me take you by the hand
Come let us visit out there
In that new promised land
Maybe there we can find
A good place to keep a lovin' state of mind
I'm so crazy mama
Never knew what love was all about
James Moody would you come on hit me, you can blow now if you want to, we're
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If I paint the lashes dark
And the eyes more bright
And your lips more scarlet
Ask if it'll all be right
And it's mirror after mirror
No vanities displayed
You're just looking for the face you had
Before the world was made
Before the world was made
Before the world was made
And if I look upon you now
As though I have my view
With the earth beneath your feet
And heaven up above
Would you think me cruel
After everything's been said
You're only looking for the face you had
Before the world was made
Before the world was made
Before the world was made
And if I paint the lashes dark
And your eyes more bright
And your lips more scarlet
Ask if it'll all be right
And it's mirror after mirror
No vanities displayed
I'm just looking for the face you had
Before the world was made
Before the world was made
Before the world was made
Your original face
Before time and space
Your original face
Before time and space
Your original, original face
Before the world was made
Before the world was made
Before the world was made
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I know you've been hurt
By someone else
I can tell by the way
You carry yourself
But if you'll let me
Here's what I'll do
I'll take care of you
I loved and lost
Same as you
So you see I know
Just what you've been through
So if you'll let me
Here's what I'll do
I got to take care of you
You won't ever have to worry
You won't ever have to cry
I'll be there beside you
To dry your weeping eyes
So darlin' tell me
That you'll be true
'Cause there's no doubt in my mind
I know what I want to do
And just as sure as
One and one are two
I just got to take care of you
I'll take care of you
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Tell me what you want, tell me what it is
Tell me what you want, tell me what it is
Everybody's got me moaning
Every single night and day
Can't stand it anyway
Everybody's got me moaning
Tell me what you want, yeah,
Tell me what you need
Tell me what it is, say what
Tell me what you want, tell me what it is
Tell me what you need, see if I can get it
Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me
Tell me, tell me, tell me
Tell me what you want, tell me
What you need
See if I can get it right now, child
Tell me, tell me, tell me, etc.
Tell me baby what you want
You're coming on strong, coming on strong
Tell me what you want baby, tell me
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