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| 1. |
| 4:25 | 
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Some people call me the space cowboy, yeah
Some call me the gangster of love Some people call me Maurice Cause I speak of the pompitous of love People talk about me, baby Say I'm doin' you wrong, doin' you wrong Well, don't you worry baby Don't worry Cause I'm right here, right here, right here, right here at home Cause I'm a picker I'm a grinner I'm a lover And I'm a sinner I play my music in the sun I'm a joker I'm a smoker I'm a midnight toker I get my lovin' on the run Wooo Wooooo You're the cutest thing That I ever did see I really love your peaches Want to shake your tree Lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey all the time Ooo-eee baby, I'll sure show you a good time Cause I'm a picker I'm a grinner I'm a lover And I'm a sinner I play my music in the sun I'm a joker I'm a smoker I'm a midnight toker I sure don't want to hurt no one People keep talking about me baby They say I'm doin' you wrong Well don't you worry, don't worry, no don't worry mama Cause I'm right here at home You're the cutest thing I ever did see Really love your peaches want to shake your tree Lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey all the time Come on baby and I'll show you a good time |
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| 2. |
| 4:04 | 
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| 3. |
| 3:09 |
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My dark hour
My dark hour, you know it's drivin' me wild Well, well, I went to see the doctor And I had my fortune read And you know the doctor told me Son you better stay in bed Who's that comin' down that road Looks like he's carryin' a heavy load {??} and he started to say Want to come with me on my way My dark hour, mother nature's child My dark hour, oh, it's drivin' me wild Well, I went to see the doctor Just to have my fortune read Well, well, well, well, well, the doctor told me Son you better stay in bed So do you think these sinners will fall Or do you think they'll survive us all Well, well, well, well down this road Won't you help me carry my load My dark hour, mother nature's child My dark hour, oh, it's drivin' me wild |
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| 4. |
| 3:13 |
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Gonna leave the city put my troubles behind
People in the city goin' out of their minds Goin' to the country just to feel like gold People in the country really let themselves go Hey, ho, one thing I know People in the country got one thing for sure Hey, ho, one thing I know Every mother's child really lets himself go Goin' to the country and leavin' right away No time to talk I got to make a getaway Gonna leave the city it's a crime and a shame People in the city are goin' insane Hey, ho, one thing I know Every mother's child really lets himself go Hey, ho, one thing I know People in the country really let themselves go Joining hands Making plans Come on down Look around |
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| 5. |
| 5:40 |
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Shu ba da du ma ma ma ma
Shu ba da du ma ma ma Shu ba da du ma ma ma ma Shu ba da du ma ma ma Yeeaahh Come on baby Let's slip away You know I'm in a hurry Want to leave right away Don't make sense If it ain't the real thing 'Cause nothing but the real thing Makes my heart sing Yeeaahh Shu ba da du ma ma ma ma Shu ba da du ma ma ma Shu ba da du ma ma ma ma Shu ba da du ma ma ma Shu ba da du ma ma ma ma Shu ba da du ma ma ma Shu ba da du ma ma ma ma Shu ba da du ma ma ma Yeeaahh Come on baby Now don't be too slow You know I'm in a hurry I really do want to go First you're up And then you're down Crazy living In this old town Shu ba da du ma ma ma ma Shu ba da du ma ma ma Shu ba da du ma ma ma ma Shu ba da du ma ma ma Shu ba da du ma ma ma ma Shu ba da du ma ma ma Shu ba da du ma ma ma ma Shu ba da du ma ma ma Yeeaahh Come on baby Let's slip away You know I'm in a hurry Want to leave right away Don't make sense If it ain't the real thing 'Cause nothing but the real thing Makes my heart sing Shu ba da du ma ma ma ma Shu ba da du ma ma ma Shu ba da du ma ma ma ma Shu ba da du ma ma ma Shu ba da du ma ma ma ma Shu ba da du ma ma ma Shu ba da du ma ma ma ma Shu ba da du ma ma ma Yeeaahh |
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| 6. |
| 2:28 |
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Pack my bags
Don't be too slow I should have quit you baby A long time ago Left you flat And split for Mexico Don't try to stop me Child, you're talkin' too fast You and your friends babe You are a thing in my past You're much too slow I'm goin' to Mexico I've got four or five hundred miles to go Down that southbound highway '53 Studebaker goin' for broke I'm pushin' it night and day I've had enough of your lies To last a long, long time You and your mother, babe You're like a nursery rhyme You're much too slow I'm goin' to Mexico Yeah, come on baby Yeah |
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| 7. |
| 4:05 |
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Ooh yeah, you better come on into my kitchen
Because it is going to be rainin', I know You better come on into my kitchen Because it is going to be rainin' outdoors The woman I love stoled her from a friend Fool got lucky stoled her back again You better come on into my kitchen, yeah, yeah Because it is going to be rainin' outdoors Hey, hey I said baby, come on baby, come on Well, come on mama, let's have some fun You better come on baby, into my kitchen, yeah yeah Because it is going to be raining outdoors Hey, hey, oh mama yeah, ooh, yeah, come on baby Want you to come on baby, into my kitchen, yeah Alright hey, hey, yeah yeah Woo, yeah, yeah The woman I love, hey, stole her from a friend, Lord The fool done got lucky stoled her back again, oh my You better come on baby into my kitchen, yeah yeah Because it is going to be raining outdoors Hey, hey, hey mama yeah, ooh, yeah yeah, come on baby Want you to come on baby into my kitchen, yeah yeah Well, alright, hey hey, yeah yeah Woo, yeah, yeah Alright now, come on baby I said it is all right, well, you know I said it is going to be raining outdoors |
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| 8. |
| 4:36 |
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Recorded live at the Aquarius Theatre, Boston
You know If somebody, somewhere done you wrong Oh, don't worry about your revenge, no I said if somebody, somewhere done you wrong Oh, don't worry about your revenge, no no 'Cause that's when evil Oh, evil slips on in Hey, when I first met you baby You were nothing but a child When I first met you baby I used to let you run wild But somewhere, somehow Lord, I don't know how All your goodness Slipped away And that's when evil Yeah Evil let it stay Evil let it stay, yeah Evil's with me in the morning Evil's with me and I can't get away, no But there's gonna come a time Oh, when somebody else is gonna pay Gonna pay baby |
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| 9. |
| 6:00 |
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| 10. |
| 4:50 |
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Winter's people watching
As I sail from season's four To join some crazy ladies In a game upon the shore None of them with broken wings But still refuse to fly So with sweetness on my lips I smile a last goodbye And now I spend my life On the velvet side of hell Aimlessly here searching For what I cannot tell The quietness is terrible It's more than I can stand But thousands now stand cheering As my blood flows in the sand Spoken: You're not the child You thought you were You wake up in the night And know you're blind And yet they keep on pushing Trying the insides of your mind Forever, forever arresting to control Until the emptiness of heaven welcomes your weary soul Rise up with the new dawn's early morning Feel the sunshine warm upon your face Tomorrow's come a long, long way to help you Yes, it's your saving grace Every day, every way Tomorrow, it's your saving grace Well, now got no time to worry Cause I've got no time to hurry Baby, it's your saving grace Now don't you lay those blames on me Don't you play those games on me Cause baby it's your saving grace You got to need a little lovin' Now baby it's your saving grace Hey, I feel alright Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Your saving grace Ah, hey, hey, hey Your saving grace La la la la la la la la.... Oh baby, it's your saving grace |
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| 2:43 |
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She's a quicksilver girl
A lover of the world She spreads her wings And she's free She's a quicksilver girl A lover of the world She's seen every branch On the tree Ah, ah, quicksilver girl Ah, ah, quicksilver girl Ah, ah, quicksilver girl Ah, ah, quicksilver girl Ahhhh, ahhhh, ahhhh, ahhhh If you need a little lovin' She'll turn on the heat If you take a fall She'll put you back on your feet If you're all alone She's someone to meet If you need someone She's a quicksilver girl A lover of the world She spreads her wings And she's free |
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| 12. |
| 3:51 |
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Summer, fall, winter, spring
Of the seasons I will sing To help you through your birth As you spend your time on earth In the wind The summer song won't last long When this warm old man has come I'll sing your of your birth As you spend your time on earth In the wind And so it goes As the wind blows The seasons will flow To help you through your birth As you spend your time on earth In the wind A mother's child A father's son In this crowd, I'm only one To tell you of your worth As you spend your time on earth In the wind And so it goes As the wind blows And so it goes As the wind blows |
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| 13. |
| 4:57 |
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Some people call me the space cowboy, yeah
Some call me the gangster of love Some people call me Maurice Cause I speak of the pompitous of love People talk about me, baby Say I'm doin' you wrong, doin' you wrong Well, don't you worry baby Don't worry Cause I'm right here baby, right here, right here, right here at home Cause I'm a picker I'm a grinner I'm a lover And I'm a sinner I play my music in the sun I'm a joker I'm a smoker I'm a midnight toker I sure don't want to hurt no one Cause I'm a picker I'm a grinner I'm a lover And I'm a sinner I play my music in the sun I'm a joker I'm a smoker I'm a midnight toker I get my lovin on the run Wooo Woooo Wooo Hooooo You're the cutest thing That I ever did see I really love your peaches Want to shake your tree Lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey all the time Ooo-eee baby, I'll sure show you a good time Cause I'm a picker I'm a grinner I'm a lover And I'm a sinner I play my music in the sun I'm a joker I'm a smoker I'm a midnight toker I get my lovin on the run Cause I'm a picker I'm a grinner I'm a lover And I'm a sinner I play my music in the sun I'm a joker I'm a smoker I'm a midnight toker I sure don't want to hurt no one People keep talking about me baby They say I'm doin' you wrong Well don't you worry, don't worry, no don't worry mama Cause I'm right here at home You're the cutest thing I ever did see Really love your peaches want to shake your tree Lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey all the time Come on baby and I'll show you a good time |
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| 1:15 |
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There's Frank James and Jesse James
Billy the Kid and all the rest Supposed to be some bad cats Way out in the West If those cats could of dug me And my gangster ways They would have hung up their guns And dug into their graves Cause I'm a gangster A gangster of love I'm a gangster A gangster of love Now look here When I go into a bar Girls from near and far Say I'm a gangster A gangster of love I jumped in my white horse Cadillac I rode across the border line I roped 55 girls I kissed them all the same time Took 25 or 30, put 'em all on a freight There was a million dollar reward for me in each and every state Sheriff says is your name Stevie "Guitar" Miller in a very deep voice And I said yes sir brother sheriff, and that's your wife on the back of my horse I can't help it I'm a gangster I can't help it You know, I'm a gangster |
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| 4:27 |
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Kow Kow Calqulator
Was a very smooth operator Had himself a pet alligator Kept it in a chrome elevator, yeah When the sun began to shine The alligator come outside Kow Kow played the chimes Together they would go for a ride As they travelled with a heavy load They came across a dead horse at the side of the road With two generals standing at each end Fighting over whose fault it had been And all that's left was this war And they couldn't get things back together like they were before Well, listen Turn on your love light Turn it on, let it shine Inside your heart Let it shine, turn it on Your love light Turn it on Turn it on Let it shine Inside your mind So many times Kow Kow had heard it said before Oh, don't, Lord, don't go near that door The cause of our evil you'll uncover Because of our misery you discover Well, misery seeks its own company Kow Kow had heard it said Now he sits there crying Oh, with his hands across his head Kow Kow Calqulator Oh, a very smooth operator Get back in your elevator Kow Kow Calqulator Turn on your love light Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh Let it shine |
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| 16. |
| 3:23 |
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Oh little girl, all mine
Hey, you sure are fine I'm gonna take you home That's where you belong Cause you were born to discover You're made to love the good things Yes, you were Oh little girl, so fine I'm goin' to make you mine Reach out my hand I know you understand Cause you were born to discover You're made to love the good things Yes, you were Let me hear you say I, I love you Let me hear you say I, I love you Let me hear you say I, I love you Let me hear you say I, I love you Cause you were born to discover You're made to love the good things Yes, you were Come on Let me hear you say I, I love you Let me hear you say I, I love you Let me hear you say I, I love you Let me hear you say I, I love you Cause you were born to discover You're made to love the good things Yes, you were Come on Iii, whoa, yes |
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| 2:30 |
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Well don't you let nobody turn you 'round
Turn you 'round, turn you 'round Well don't you let nobody turn you 'round You got to keep on walkin', keep on talkin' Marchin' to the freedom land Well don't you let nobody turn you 'round Turn you 'round, turn you 'round Well don't you let nobody turn you 'round You got to keep on walkin', keep on talkin' Marchin' to the freedom land Well don't you let the policeman turn you 'round Turn you 'round, turn you 'round Well don't let the policeman turn you 'round You got to keep on walkin', keep on talkin' Marchin' to the freedom land Well don't let the politician turn you 'round Slow you down, slow you down Well don't let the politician slow you down You got to keep on walkin', keep on talkin' Marchin' to the freedom land Well don't you let the army general burn the world Burn the world, burn the world Well don't let the army general burn this world You got to keep on walkin', keep on talkin' Marchin' to the freedom land Well don't you let nobody turn you 'round Turn you 'round, turn you 'round Well don't you let nobody turn you 'round You got to keep on walkin', keep on talkin' Marchin' to the freedom land |
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| 18. |
| 7:18 |
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| 19. |
| 4:33 |
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Way down in Alabama
There's a girl just a waitin' for me She don't have to worry She don't have to hurry Lord, I keep her so happy She's my sugar baby Sugar, sugar baby Sugar baby Sugar, sugar baby Lordy, Lordy pretty mama Yes you're tough enough Lordy, Lordy mama Go on and strut your stuff My sugar baby Sugar, sugar baby Sugar baby Sugar baby You know this love Is gonna keep on gettin' stronger You know my love Is gonna last you longer Sugar baby Sugar, sugar baby Sugar baby Sugar, sugar baby Sugar baby Sugar, sugar baby Sugar baby Sugar, sugar baby You know this love Is gonna keep on gettin' stronger You know my love Is gonna last you longer Sugar baby Sugar, sugar baby Sugar baby Sugar baby |
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