| Woah, Junior and the drummer are fighting
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| About a woman in the neighborhood
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| Oh, the drummer never hit a bad lick in his life
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| And Junior never hit any good
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| Yeah, the colonel said that women are for loving, not fighting
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| But that didn’t clear the air
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| 'Cause Junior’s still living in the blackboard jungle
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| With his Elvis Presley hair
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| Yeah, the drummer’s got the drum, the colonel’s got the gun
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| And Junior’s only got a knife, he’d better run
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| It’s a shootout on the plantation, it’s so hard to understand
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| Why do some people have to hurt somebody?
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| The firewater’s not the villain
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| Yeah, the last one to kiss is the first to shoot
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| And stabbing your friends is such a drag to boot
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| It’s a shootout on the plantation
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| Oh, heaven help Mister Swan, yeah
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| And the cold steel blade is shining
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| Enough to cause your blood to freeze
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| But the drummer is drumming a Rolling Stones' number
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| On Junior’s head and on his knees
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| Oh, Oklahoma’s lonesome cowboys
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| Are turned on in Tinsel Town
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| I knew there’d be some cameras rolling
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| If Andy was standing around
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| Yeah, the drummer’s got the drum, the colonel’s got the gun
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| And Junior’s only got a knife, he’d better run
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| It’s a shootout on the plantation, it’s so hard to understand
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| Why do some people have to hurt somebody?
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| The firewater’s not the villain
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| Yeah, the last one to kiss is the first to shoot
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| And stabbing your friends is such a drag to boot
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| It’s a shootout on the plantation
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| Oh, heaven help Mister Swan, help me
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| Yeah now, the drummer’s got the drum, the colonel’s got the gun
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| And Junior’s only got a knife, he’d better run
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| It’s a shootout on the plantation, it’s so hard to understand
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| Why do some people have to hurt somebody?
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| The firewater’s not the villain
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| Yeah, the last one to kiss is the first to shoot
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| And stabbing your friends is such a drag to boot
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| It’s a shootout on the plantation
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| Oh, heaven help Mister Swan, yeah
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| Won’t somebody help me
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| You gotta help me, help me, help me
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| Help me, help me, help me, help me, help me
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| Whoa won’t you help me, help me
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| Whoo why don’t you help me?
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| Why don’t you tell me about it?
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| Why don’t you scream and shout it?
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| Whoa won’t you help me, help me?
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| Mmm help me help me
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| Won’t heaven help mister?
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| Won’t you kiss your sister?
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| Whoa, won’t you heaven help mister? |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Blues Power/Shoot out on the Plantation, artist - Leon Russell. Album song The Homewood Sessions, in the genre Иностранный рок