| I said see, see, see rider
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| Oh, see what you have done
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| I said see, see, see rider
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| Oh, see what you have done
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| Oh girl, you made me love you
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| Now, now, now your lovin' man has gone
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| hear what I say
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| Well, I’m going going away, baby
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| And I won’t be back to fall
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| Well, I’m going going going going away baby
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| And I won’t be back to fall
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| And if I find me a good girl
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| I won’t, I won’t I won’t be back at all
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| Hear what I say,
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| I said see see see rider,
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| Oh see what you have done
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Isaid see, see see rider
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| Oh see, what you have done
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| girl you made me love you
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| And now 'n now 'n now
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| Your loving man has gone
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| hear what I say
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| I said see, see see rider
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| I said see, see see rider
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| I said see, see see rider
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| I said see, see see rider
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| I said see, see see rider
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| I said see, see see rider
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| I said see.
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| Lord Almighty,
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| I feel my temperature rising
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| Higher and higher
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| It’s burning through to my soul
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| Girl girl girl girl
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| You’re gonna set me on fire
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| My brain is flaming
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| I don’t know which way to go
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| 'Cause your kisses lift me higher
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| You light my morning sky
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| With burning love
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| Ooh, ooh, ooh,
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| I feel my temperature rising
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| Help me, I’m flaming
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| I must be a hundred and nine
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| Burning, burning, burning
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| Nothing can cool me
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| I just might turn into smoke
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| But I feel fine
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| 'Cause your kisses lift me higher
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| You light my morning sky
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| With burning love
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| With burning love
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| It’s coming closer
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| The flames they’re licking my body
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| Won’t you help me
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| I feel like I’m slipping away
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| It’s hard to breathe
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| And my chest is just a-heaving
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| Lord have Mercy
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| I’m burning a hole where I lay
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| 'Cause your kisses lift me higher
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| You light my morning sky
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| With burning love
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| (With burning love)
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| Burning love
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| (Burning love)
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| I’m just a hunk, a hunk of burning love Something in the way she moves
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| Attracts me like no other lover
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| Something in the way she moves me
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| I don’t want to leave her now
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| You know I believe and how
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| Somewhere in her smile she knows
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| All I gotta do is think of her
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| Something in her style that shows me
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| I don’t want to leave her now
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| You know I believe and how
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| You’re asking me will our love grow
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| I don’t know, I don’t know
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| You stick around and it may show
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| I don’t know, I don’t know
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| Something in the way she moves
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| Attracts me like no other lover
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| Something in the way she moves me
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| I don’t want to leave her now
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| You know I believe and how
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| You’re asking me will our love grow
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| I don’t know, I don’t know
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| You stick around and it may show
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| I don’t know, I don’t know
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| Something in the way she moves
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| All I gotta do is think of her
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| Something in her style that shows me
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| I don’t want to leave her now
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| You know I believe and how
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| Born in the heat of the desert
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| My mother died giving me life
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| Deprived of the love of a father
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| Blamed for the loss of his wife
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| You know lord I’ve been in a prison
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| For something that I’ve never done
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| It’s been one hill after another
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| But I’ve climbed them all one by one
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| This time lord you gave me a mountain
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| A mountain, I may never climb
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| It isn’t just a hill any longer
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| You gave me a mountain this time
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| My woman got tired of the heartaches
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| Tired of the grief and the strife
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| So tired of working nothing
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| Just tired of being my wife
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| She took my one ray of sunshine
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| She took my pride and my joy
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| She took my reason for living
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| She took my small baby boy
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| (repeat)
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| I’m a steamroller baby
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| I’m 'bout to roll all over you
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| I’m a steamroller baby
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| I’m 'bout to roll all over you
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| I’m gonna inject your soul
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| With sweet rock’n’roll, poor heaven
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| I’m a cement mixer
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| A churning urn of burning funk
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| I’m a cement mixer
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| A churning urn of burning funk
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| A hefty hunk, steaming junk
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| I’m a steamroller baby
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| I’m 'bout to roll over you
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| I’m a steamroller baby
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| I’m 'bout to roll over you
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| I’m gonna inject your soul
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| With some sweet rock’n’roll
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| And shoot you full of rhythm and blues
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| I’m a napalm-bomb
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| Guaranteed to blow your mind
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| I’m a napalm-bomb
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| Guaranteed to blow your mind
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| If I can’t have your love now baby
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| There won’t be nothing left behind
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| And now the end is near
|
| So I face the final curtain
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| My friend, I’ll say it clear
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| I’ll state my case of which I’m certain |
| I’ve lived a life that’s full
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| I’ve traveled each and every highway
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| And more, much more than this
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| I did it my way
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| Regrets, I’ve had a few
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| But then again, too few to mention
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| I did what I had to do
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| And saw it through without exception
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| I planned each charted course
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| Each careful step along the byway
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| Oh, and more, much more than this
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| I did it my way
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| Yes, there were times, I’m sure you knew
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| When I bit off more than I could chew
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| But through it all when there was doubt
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| I ate it up and spit it out
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| I faced it all and I stood tall
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| And did it my way
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| I’ve loved, I’ve laughed and cried
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| I’ve had my fails, my share of losing
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| And now as tears subside
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| I find it all so amusing
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| To think I did all that
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| And may I say, not in a shy way
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| Oh, no, no not me
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| I did it my way
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| For what is a man, what has he got
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| If not himself, then he has naught
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| To say the words he truly feels
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| And not the words of one who kneels
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| The record shows I took the blows
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| And did it my way
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| The record shows I took the blows
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| And did it my way
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| Treat me like a fool,
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| Treat me mean and cruel,
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| But love me.
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| Break my faithful heart,
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| Tear it all apart,
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| But love me.
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| If you ever go,
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| Darling, I’ll be oh so lonely
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| I’ll be sad and blue,
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| Crying over you, dear only.
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| I would beg and steal
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| Just to feel your heart
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| Beatin' close to mine
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| Well, if you ever go,
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| Darling, I’ll be oh so lonely
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| I’ll be sad and blue,
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| Crying over you, dear only.
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| I would beg and steal
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| Just to feel your heart
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| Beatin' close to mine
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| Well, if you ever go,
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| Darling, I’ll be oh so lonely
|
| Beggin' on my knees,
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| All I ask is please, please love me
|
| Oh Yeah
|
| Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans
|
| Way back up in the woods among the evergreens
|
| Stood a log cabin made of earth and wood
|
| Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Good
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| Who never learned to read or write at all
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| But he could play the guitar just like ringing a bell
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| Go, go, go Johnny go, go, go Johnny, go go
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| Go Johnny go, go, go Johnny go go
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| Johnny B. Good
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| His mama told him «someday you will be a man
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| And you will be the leader of a big band
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| Many people coming from miles around
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| To hear your playing music when the sun goes down
|
| Maybe someday you will be in lights saying Johnny B. Good»
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| If time were not a moving thing
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| And I could make it stay
|
| This hour of love we share
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| Would always be
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| There’d be no coming day
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| To shine a morning light
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| And make us realize our night is over
|
| When you walk away from me
|
| There is no place to put my hand
|
| Except to shade my eyes against the sun
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| That rises over the land
|
| I watch you walk away
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| Somehow I have to let you go
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| Cause it’s over
|
| If you knew just how I really feel
|
| You might return and yet
|
| There are so many times
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| That people have to love and then forget
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| Oh there might have been a way somehow
|
| I have to force myself to say
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| It’s over
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| So I turn my back,
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| Turn my collar to the wind
|
| Move along in silence
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| Trying not to think at all
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| I set my feet before me
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| Walk the silent street before me
|
| Now it’s over
|
| If time were not a moving thing
|
| And I could make you stay
|
| This hour of love we share
|
| Would always be
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| There’d be no coming day
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| To shine a morning light
|
| And make us realize our night is over
|
| It’s over
|
| Well, it’s one for the money,
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| Two for the show,
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| Three to get ready,
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| Now go, cat, go.
|
| But don’t you step on my blue suede shoes.
|
| You can do anything but lay off of my Blue suede shoes.
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| Well, you can knock me down,
|
| Step in my face,
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| Slander my name
|
| All over the place.
|
| Do anything that you want to do, but uh-uh,
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| Honey, lay off of my shoes
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| Don’t you step on my Blue suede shoes.
|
| You can do anything but lay off of my blue suede shoes.
|
| You can burn my house,
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| Steal my car,
|
| Drink my liquor
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| From an old fruitjar.
|
| Do anything that you want to do, but uh-uh,
|
| Honey, lay off of my shoes
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| Don’t you step on my blue suede shoes.
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| You can do anything but lay off of my blue suede shoes
|
| Hear that lonesome winter bird
|
| He sounds too blue to fly
|
| The midnight train is whining low
|
| I’m so lonesome I could cry
|
| Did you ever see a robin weep
|
| When leaves began to die
|
| That means he’s lost the will to live
|
| I’m so lonesome I could cry |
| The silence of a falling star
|
| Lights up a purple sky
|
| And as I wonder where you are
|
| I’m so lonesome I could cry
|
| I’m so lonesome I could cry
|
| I can’t stop loving you
|
| So I’ve made up my mind
|
| To live in memory
|
| Of such an old lonesome time
|
| I can’t stop wanting you
|
| It’s useless to say
|
| So I’ll just live my life
|
| In dreams of yesterday.
|
| Those happy hours
|
| That we once knew
|
| Though long ago,
|
| They still make me blue
|
| They say that time
|
| Heals a broken heart
|
| But time has stood still
|
| Since we’ve been apart
|
| You ain’t nothin' but a hound dog
|
| cryin' all the time.
|
| You ain’t nothin' but a hound dog
|
| cryin' all the time.
|
| Well, you ain’t never caught a rabbit
|
| and you ain’t no friend of mine.
|
| When they said you was high classed,
|
| well, that was just a lie.
|
| When they said you was high classed,
|
| well, that was just a lie.
|
| You ain’t never caught a rabbit
|
| and you ain’t no friend of mine.
|
| You ain’t nothin' but a hound dog
|
| cryin' all the time.
|
| You ain’t nothin' but a hound dog
|
| cryin' all the time.
|
| Well, you ain’t never caught a rabbit
|
| and you ain’t no friend of mine.
|
| When they said you was high classed,
|
| well, that was just a lie.
|
| When they said you was high classed,
|
| well, that was just a lie.
|
| You ain’t never caught a rabbit
|
| and you ain’t no friend of mine.
|
| When they said you was high classed,
|
| well, that was just a lie.
|
| When they said you was high classed,
|
| well, that was just a lie.
|
| You ain’t never caught a rabbit
|
| and you ain’t no friend of mine.
|
| You ain’t nothin' but a hound dog
|
| cryin' all the time.
|
| You ain’t nothin' but a hound dog
|
| cryin' all the time.
|
| Well, you ain’t never caught a rabbit
|
| and you ain’t no friend of mine.
|
| What now my love
|
| Now that you left me
|
| How can I live through another day
|
| Watching my dreams turn into ashes
|
| And all my hopes into bits of clay
|
| Once I could see, once I could feel
|
| Now I’m a numb
|
| I’ve become unreal
|
| I walk the night, oh, without a goal
|
| Stripped of my heart, my soul
|
| What now my love
|
| Now that it’s over
|
| I feel the world closing in on me
|
| Here comes the stars
|
| Tumbling around me
|
| And there’s the sky where the sea should be
|
| What now my love
|
| Now that you’re gone
|
| I’d be a fool to go on and on
|
| No one would care, no one would cry
|
| If I should live or die
|
| What now my love
|
| Now there is nothing
|
| Only my last goodbye
|
| Only my last goodbye
|
| Never know how much I love you
|
| Never know how much I care
|
| When you put your arms around me
|
| I get a fever that’s so hard to bear
|
| You give me fever when you kiss me
|
| Fever when you hold me tight
|
| Fever in the morning
|
| Fever all through the night.
|
| Sun lights up the daytime
|
| Moon lights up the night
|
| I light up when you call my name
|
| And you know I’m gonna treat you right
|
| You give me fever when you kiss me
|
| Fever when you hold me tight
|
| Fever in the morning
|
| Fever all through the night
|
| Ev’rybody’s got the fever
|
| that is something you all know
|
| Fever isn’t such a new thing
|
| Fever started long ago
|
| Romeo loved Juliet
|
| Juliet she felt the same
|
| When he put his arms around her
|
| He said 'Julie, baby, you’re my flame
|
| Thou giv-est fever when we kisseth
|
| Fever with thy flaming youth
|
| Fever I’m afire
|
| Fever yea I burn for sooth'
|
| Captain Smith and Pocahantas
|
| Had a very mad affair
|
| When her daddy tried to kill him
|
| She said 'Daddy, o, don’t you dare
|
| He gives me fever with his kisses
|
| Fever when he holds me tight
|
| Fever, I’m his misses,
|
| Oh daddy, won’t you treat him right'
|
| Now you’ve listened to my story
|
| Here’s the point that I have made
|
| Cats were born to give chicks fever
|
| Be it Fahrenheit or centigrade
|
| Oh me giva' ya' fever
|
| Fever if you live and learn
|
| Fever till you sizzle
|
| What a lovely way to burn
|
| What a lovely way to burn
|
| What a lovely way to burn
|
| Welcome to my world,
|
| Won’t you come on in
|
| Miracles, I guess
|
| Still happen now and then
|
| Step into my heart
|
| Leave your cares behind
|
| Welcome to my world
|
| Built with you in mind
|
| Knock and the door shall open
|
| Seek and you will find
|
| Ask and you’ll be given
|
| The key to this world of mine
|
| I’ll be waiting there
|
| With my arms unfurled
|
| Waiting just for you
|
| Welcome to my world
|
| Welcome to my world
|
| We’re caught in a trap
|
| I can’t walk out |
| Because I love you too much baby
|
| Why can’t you see
|
| What you’re doing to me
|
| When you don’t believe a word I say?
|
| We can’t go on together
|
| With suspicious minds (suspicious minds)
|
| And we can’t build our dreams
|
| On suspicious minds
|
| So if an old friend I know
|
| Drops by to say hello,
|
| Would I still see suspicion in your eyes?
|
| Here we go again
|
| Asking where I’ve been
|
| You can’t see the tears are real
|
| I’m crying (yes i’m crying)
|
| We can’t go on together
|
| With suspicious minds (suspicious minds)
|
| And we can’t build our dreams
|
| On suspicious minds
|
| Oh let our love survive
|
| I’ll dry the tears from your eyes
|
| Let’s don’t let a good thing die
|
| When honey, you know
|
| I’ve never lied to you
|
| Mmm yeah, yeah
|
| Repeat 1 & 2
|
| We’re caught in a trap,
|
| I can’t walk out x6
|
| I’ll remember you
|
| Long after this endless summer is gone
|
| I’ll be lonely, oh so lonely
|
| Living only to remember you
|
| I’ll remember you
|
| Your voice as soft
|
| As the warm summer breeze
|
| Your sweet laughter, mornings after
|
| Ever after, I’ll remember you
|
| To your arms someday
|
| I’ll return to stay till then
|
| I will remember too
|
| Every bright star we made wishes upon
|
| Love me always, promise always
|
| Ooo, you’ll remember too
|
| To your arms someday
|
| I’ll return to stay till then
|
| I will remember too
|
| Every bright star we made wishes upon
|
| Love me always, promise always
|
| Ooo, you’ll remember too
|
| (I'll remember you)
|
| I’ll remember you
|
| Oh I wish I was in the land of cotton
|
| Old things they are not forgotten
|
| Look away, look away, look away Dixieland
|
| Oh I wish I was in Dixie, away, away
|
| In Dixieland I take my stand to live and die in Dixie
|
| Cause Dixieland, that’s where I was born
|
| Early Lord one frosty morning
|
| Look away, look away, look away Dixieland
|
| Glory, glory hallelujah
|
| Glory, glory hallelujah
|
| Glory, glory hallelujah
|
| His truth is marching on
|
| So hush little baby
|
| Don’t you cry
|
| You know your daddy’s bound to die
|
| But all my trials, Lord will soon be over
|
| Glory, glory hallelujah
|
| Glory, glory hallelujah
|
| Glory, glory hallelujah
|
| His truth is marching on
|
| His truth is marching on
|
| hey baby, I ain’t askin' much of you
|
| No no no no no no no no baby, I ain’t askin' much of you
|
| Just a big-a big-a big-a hunk o' love will do
|
| Don’t be a stingy little mama
|
| You’re 'bout to starve me half to death
|
| Well you can spare a kiss or two and
|
| Still have plenty left, no no no
|
| Baby, I ain’t askin' much of you
|
| Just a big-a big-a big-a hunk o' love will do
|
| You’re just a natural born beehive
|
| Filled with honey to the top
|
| Well I ain’t greedy baby
|
| All I want is all you got, no no no
|
| Baby, I ain’t askin' much of you
|
| Just a big-a big-a big-a hunk o' love will do
|
| I got wishbone in my pocket
|
| I got a rabbit’s foot 'round my wrist
|
| You know I’d have all the things these lucky charms could bring
|
| If you’d give me just one sweet kiss, no no no no no no no
|
| Baby, I ain’t askin' much of you
|
| Just a big-a big-a big-a hunk o' love will do
|
| Wise men say, only fools rush in
|
| But I can’t help, falling in love with you
|
| Shall I stay, would it be a sin
|
| If I can’t help, falling in love with you
|
| Like a river flows, surely to the sea
|
| Darling so it goes, some things are meant to be
|
| Take my hand, take my whole life too
|
| For I can’t help, falling in love with you
|
| Like a river flows, surely to the sea
|
| Darling so it goes, some things are meant to be
|
| Take my hand, take my whole life too
|
| For I can’t help, falling in love with you
|
| For I can’t help, falling in love with you
|
| The End
|
| (songs are not adapted) |