I put a spell on you, because you’re mine
You better stop the things that you’re do
I said: Watch out! I ain’t lying, yeah!
I ain’t gonna take non of your foolin‘ around
I ain’t gonna take none of your puttin‘ me down
I put a spell on you, because you’re mine.

Oh Suzie Q., oh Suzie Q., oh Suzie Q.
Baby I love you, Suzie Q.
I like the way you walk, I like the way you talk
I like the way you walk, I like the way you talk
Suzie Q..

We’ll say that you’ll be true
We’ll say that you’ll be true
We’ll say that you’ll be true
And never leave me blue, Suzie Q..
We’ll say that you’ll be mine
We’ll say that you’ll be mine
We’ll say that you’ll be mine
Baby, all the time, Suzie Q..

Well, get down woman, before I have to go
Well, get down woman, before I have to go
You know, you hurt me with your bad mouth
And I just don’t wanna know.

Well, slow down baby, and gimmie a little time
Well, slow down baby, and gimmie a little time
If you want me hangin‘ ‚round
Gotta give me some peace of mind.

Well, get back woman, before you bring it down
Well, get back woman, before you bring it down
Or you can tell it to the wall
Without me hangin‘ ‚round.

Late last night I went for a walk
Down by the river near my home
Couldn’t believe with my own eyes
Ands I swear I’ll never leave my home again.

I saw a man walking on the water
Comin‘ right at me from the other side
Callin‘ out my name, „Don’t be afraid.“
Feet begin to run, poudin‘ in my brain
I don’t want to go, I don’t want to go
No, no, no, no, a-no, I don’t want to go.

Now, when I was just a little boy
Standin‘ to my Daddy’s knee
My Poppa said: „Son, don’t let the man get you
And do what he done to me.
Don’t let him get you.“

I can remember the fourth of July,
runnin‘ through the backwood bare
And I can still hear my old hound dog barkin‘
Chasin‘ down a hoodoo there,
chasin‘ down a hoodoo there
Born on the bayou, born on the bayou,
Born on the bayou.

Wish I was back on the bayou,
rollin‘ with some cajun queen
Wishin‘ I was a fast freight train
Just a-chooglin‘ on down to New Orleans
Born on the bayou, born on the bayou,
Born on the bayou.

I can remember the fourth of July,
Runnin‘ through the backwood bare
And I can still hear my old hound dog barkin‘
Chasin‘ down a hoodoo there,
chasin‘ down a hoodoo there
Born on the Bayou, born on the bayou,
Born on the bayou.

Bootleg, bootleg, bootleg, hawda.
Bootleg, bootleg, bootleg, hawda.
Take you a glass of water
And make it against the law
See how good the water taste
When you can’t have any at all.

Bootleg, bootleg, bootleg, hawda.
Finding a natural woman, like honey to a bee
But you don’t buzz the flower
When you know the honey is free
Bootleg, bootleg, bootleg, hawda.
Bootleg, bootleg, bootleg, hawda.

Left a good job in the city
Workin‘ for the man every night and day
And I never lost one minute of sleepin‘
Worryin‘ about the way things might have been
Big wheels keep on turnin‘
Proud Mary keep on burnin‘,
Rollin‘, rollin‘, rollin‘ on the river.

Cleaned a lot of plates in Memphis
Pumped a lot of pain down in New Orleans
But I never saw the good side of the city
Until I hitched a ride on the river boar queen
Big wheels keep on turnin‘,
Proud Mary keep on burnin‘
Rollin‘, rollin‘, rollin‘ on the river.

If you come down to the river
Bet your gonna find some people who live
You don’t have to worry because you have no money
People on the river are happy to give
Big wheels keep on turnin‘,
Proud Mary keep on burnin‘
Rollin‘, rollin‘, rollin‘ on the river,
Rollin‘, rollin‘, rollin‘ on the river.

Keep on chooglin‘, keep on chooglin‘
Keep on chooglin‘, keep on chooglin‘
Maybe you don’t understand it,
But if you’re a natural man
You got to ball and have a good time
And that’s I call chooglin‘.

Here comes Mary, lookin‘ for Harry,
She gonna choogle tonight.
Here comes Louie, works in the sewer,
He gonna choogle tonight.
Keep on chooglin‘, keep on chooglin‘,
Keep on chooglin‘, keep on chooglin‘.

Keep on chooglin‘, keep on chooglin‘,
Keep on chooglin‘, keep on chooglin‘.

If you can choose who can refuse,
You gotta choogle tonight.
Go on, take your pick right from the git,
go you all be choogle tonight.
Keep on chooglin‘, keep on chooglin‘,
Chooglin‘, chooglin‘, chooglin‘.

Well, take me back down where cool water flows
Let me remember things I love
Stoppin‘ at the log where catfish bite
Walkin‘ along the river road at night
Barefoot girls dancin‘ in the moonlight.

I can hear the bullfrog callin‘ me
Wonder if my rope’s still hangin‘ to the tree
Love to kick my feet away down the shallow water
Shoe fly, dragon fly, get back to your mother
Pick up a flat rock, skip it across green river.

Up at Cody’s camp I spent my days
With flat car riders and cross-tie walkers
Old Cody junior took me over
Said: You’re gonna find the world is smoulderin‘
If you get lost come on home to green river.

Traffic in the city turns my head around
No, no, no, no, no
Backes up on the freeway, backed up in the church
Everywhere you look there’s a frown, frown
Com, commotion, git, git, git, gone
Com, commotion, git, git, git gone.

People keep a-talkin‘, they don’t say a word
Jaw, jaw, jaw, jaw, jaw
Talk up in the White House, talk up to your door
So much goin‘ on just can’t hear
Com, commotion, git, git, git, gone
Com, commotion, git, git, git, gone.

Hurryin‘ to get there so you save some time
Run, run, run, run, run
Rushin‘ to the treadmill, rushin‘ to get home
Worry about the time you save
Com, commotion, git, git, git, gone
Com, commotion, git, git, git, gone.

I see a bad moon a-risin‘
I see trouble on the way
I see earthquakes and lightnin‘
I see bad times today.

Don’t go around tonight
It’s bound to take your life
There’s a bad moon on the rise.

I hear hurricanes a-blowin‘
I know the end is coming soon
I fear rivers overflowing
I hear the voice for rage and ruin.

Don’t go around tonight
It’s bound to take your life
There’s a bad moon on the rise.

Hope you got your things together
Hope you are quite prepaired to die
Looks like we’re in for nasty weather
One eye is taken for an eye.

Don’t go around tonight
It’s bound to take your life
There’s a bad moon on the rise.

Just about a year ago,
I set out on the road
Seelkin‘ my fame and fortune
Lookin‘ for a pot of gold.
Things got bad and things got worse
I guess you know the tune
Oh, Lord, stuck in Lodi again.

Rode in on the Greyhound
I’ll be walkin‘ out if I go
I was just passin‘ through
Must be seven month or more
Ran out of time and money
Looks like they took my friends
Oh, Lord, stuck in Lodi again.

The man from the magazine
Said I was on my way
Somewhere I lost connections
Ran out of songs to play
I came into town, a one-night stand
Looks like my plans fell through
Oh, Lord, stuck in Lodi again.

If I only had a dollar
For every song I’ve sung
And every time I had to play
While people sat there drunk
You know, I’d catch the next train
Back to where I live.
Oh, Lord, stuck in Lodi again.

I went down to the station, just to take a ride
I went down to the station, just to take a ride
Found myself on a flatcar, yesterday behind.

Pullin‘ out from the platform
There was no brassband
I pulled out from the platform
Nobody raised a hand
And there were no trains of regret
From my runaway train.

Got no sand in my pocket
You know I ain’t tied down
Ain’t no sand in my pocket
Never do sit sit down
I’m just a cross-tie walker
Where the freight trains run.

If you see me a-comin‘, don’t you waste my time
If you see me a-comin‘, don’t you waste my time
Cause there’s more miles between us
Then the Santa Fe line.

When the sky is grey and the moon is hate
I’ll be down to get you, roots of earth will shake.
Sinister Purpose, knockin‘ on your door
Come and take my hand.

Burn away the goodness, you and I remain
Did you see the last war? Well, here I am again.
Sinister Puprpose, knockin‘ on your door
Come and take my hand.

I can set you free, make you rich and wise
We can live forever, look into my eyes.
Sinister Purpose, knockin‘ on your door
Come and take my hand.

You know the night time, oh, is the right time
To be with the one you love
I said, the night time is the right time
To be with the one you love
I said, the night time is the right time
To be with the one you love.

Baby, I said, baby, baby come on and drive me crazy
You know I love you, always tinking of you, baby
Hey baby, oh, I said, oh baby
You know the night time, oh, is the right time
To be with the one you love.

Early in the evenin‘
Just about suppertime
Over by the courthouse
They’re starting to unwind.

Four kids on the corner
Tryin‘ to bring you up
Willy picks a tune out and
He blows it on the harp.

Down on the corner, out in the street
Willy and the poorboys are playin‘
Bring a nickel, tap your feet.

Rooster hits the washboard and
People just got to smile
Blinky thumbs his gut bass
And solos for a while.

Poorboy twangs the rhytm out
On his kalamazoo
Willy goes into a dance
And doubles on kazoo.

Down on the corner …

You don’t need a penny
Just to hang around
But if you got a nickel
Won’t you lay your money down.

Over on the corner
There’s a happy noise
People come from all around
To watch the magic boy.

Down on the corner …

When I was a little bitty baby
My mama would rock me in the cradle
In them old cotton fields back home.
It was down in Louisiana
Just about a mile from Texacana
In them old cotton fields back home.

Oh, when them cotton balls get rotten
You can’t pick very much cotton
In them old cotton fields back home.
It was down in Louisiana
Just about a mile from Texacana
In them old cotton fields back home.

Hey, look over yonder out in the rain
Soakin‘ wet, fever in my brain
Now, I ain’t certain which way to go
But I got to move, sure.

Feelin‘ blue, blue, blue, blue, blue
Feelin‘ blue, blue, blue, blue, blue
Feelin‘ blue, blue, blue, blue, blue
I’m feelin‘ blue, I’m feelin‘ blue.

Hey, look over yonder behind the wall
They’re closin‘ in, I’m about to fall
Now, I’m no coward, but I ain’t no fox
Feel it in my bones, my book is due.

Hey look over yonder up in the tree
There’s a rope hangin‘ just for me
Without a warning, without a warning
Things are pillin‘ up to break me down.

Hey look over yonder out in the street
People laughin‘ by, walkin‘ easy
Now, I’m no sinner, but I ain’t no saint
If it’s happy you can say I ain’t.

Feelin blue …

Some folks are born made to wave the flag
Ooh, they’re red, white and blue
And when the band plays hail to the Chief
They point the cannon at you.

It ain’t me, it ain’t me
I ain’t no senator’s son
I ain’t me, it ain’t me
I ain’t no fortunate one.

Some folks are born silver spoon in hand
Lord, don’t they help themselves
But when the taxman comes to the door
Lord, the house looks like a rummage sale

It ain’t me, it ain’t me
I ain’t no millionaire’s son
It ain’t me, it ain’t me
I ain’t no fortunate one.

Some folks inheret star spangled eyes
Ooh, they send you down to war
And when you ask them
How much should we give?
The only answer: More! More! More!

It ain’t me, it ain’t me
I ain’t no millitary son
It ain’t me, it ain’t me
I ain’t no fortunate one
It ain’t me, it ain’t me
I ain’t no fortunate son.

Who will take the coal from the mine
Who will take the salt from the earth
Who’ll take a leaf and grow it it to a tree
Don’t look now, it ain’t you or me.

Who will work the field with his hands
Who will put his back to the plough
Who’ll take the mountain and give it to the sea
Don’t look now, it ain’t your or me.

Don’t look now, someone’s done your starvin‘
Don’t look now, someone’s done your prayin‘ too.

Who will make the shoes for your feet
Who will make the clothes that you wear
Who’ll take the promise that you don’t have to keep
Don’t look now, it ain’t you or me.

Don’t look now, someone’s done your starvin‘
Don’t look now, someone’s done your prayin‘ too.

Who will take the coal from the mine
Who will take the salt from the earth
Who’ll take the promise that you don’t have to keep
Don’t look now, it ain’t you or me.

Well, you wake up in the morning
You hear the work bell ring
And they march you to the table
To see the same old thing
Ain’t no ffod upon the table
Ain’t no fork up in the pan
But you better not complain, boy
You get in trouble with the man.

Let the midnight special shine a light on me
Let the midnight special shine a light on me
Let the midnight special shine a light on me
Let the midnight special
Shine an everlovin‘ light on me.

Yonder come Miss Rosy, how in the world did you know
By the way she wears her apron and the clothes she wore
Umbrella on her shoulder, piece of paper in her hand
She come to see the gouvenor, she wants to free her man.

Let the midnight special shine a light on me
Let the midnight special shine a light on me
Let the midnight special shine a light on me
Let the midnight special
Shine a everlovin‘ light on me.

If you’re ever in Houston, well, you better do right
You better not gamble there, you better not fight
Or the sheriff will grab you and the boys will bring you down
The next thing you know boy, oh, you’re prison bound.

Last night I saw the fire burning
On the palace lawn
Over the land the humble subjects
Watched in mixed emotion.
Who is burnin‘? Who is burnin‘? Effigy.
Who is burnin‘? Who is burnin‘? Effigy.

Last night I saw the fire spreadin‘
To the palace door.
Silent majority weren’t keepin‘ quiet anymore
Who is burnin‘? Who is burnin‘? Effigy.
Who is burnin‘? Who is burnin‘? Effigy.

Last night I saw the fire spreadin‘
To the countryside
In the morning few were left to watch the ashes die
Who is burnin‘? Who is burnin‘? Effigy.
Who is burnin‘? Who is burnin‘? Effigy.
Why? Why? Why? Effigy.

Seven-thirty -seven
Comin‘ out of the sky
Won’t you take me down to Memphis
On a midnight ride.

I wanna move
Playin‘ in a travelin‘ band
Well, I’m flyin‘ across the land
Tryin‘ to get a hand
Playin‘ in a travelin‘ band.

Take me to the hotel
Baggage gone, oh well
Come on, come on
Won’t you get me to my room.

Listen to the radio
Talkin‘ about the last show
Someone got excited
Had to call the state militia.

Here we come again
On a saturday night
With your fussin‘ and a-fightin‘
Won’t you get me to the rhyme.

Hey baby, jump over here,
When you do the Ooby Dooby I got to be near
Ooby Dooby, Ooby Dooby
Ooby Dooby, Ooby Dooby.

Well, you wiggle to the left, wiggle to the right,
Do the Ooby Dooby with all your mind,
Ooby Dooby.
Ooby Dooby, Ooby Dooby
Ooby Dooby, Ooby Dooby.

Well, you wiggle and you shake
Like a big rattlesnake
You do the Ooby Dooby
Til you think I holler rape, Ooby Dooby.
Ooby Dooby, Ooby Dooby,
Ooby Dooby, Ooby Dooby.

This dude’s been struttin‘, so now I know
How to do the Ooby Dooby,
Better the slow Ooby Dooby.
Ooby Dooby, Ooby Dooby,
Ooby Dooby, Ooby Dooby.

Just got home from Illinois
Lock the front door, oh boy
Got to sit down take a rest on the porch
Imagination sets in pretty soon I’m singing
Doo, doo, doo, lookin‘ out my back door.

Giant doing cartwheels
A statue wearin‘ high heels
Look at all the happy creatures dancin‘ on the lawn
Dinosaur Victrola, listenin‘ to Buck Owens
Doo, doo, doo, lookin‘ out my back door.

Tambourines and elephants are playin‘ in the band
Won’t you take a ride on the flyin‘ spoon
Wonderous apparition provided by magician
Doo, doo, doo, lookin‘ out my back door.

Tambourines and elephants are playin‘ in the band
Won’t you take a ride on the flyin‘ spoon
Bother me tomorrow, today I’ll buy no sorrow
Doo, doo, doo, lookin‘ out my back door.

Forward troubles Illinois
Lock the front door, oh boy
Look at all the happy creatures dancin‘ on the lawn
Bother me tomorrow, today I’ll buy no sorrow
Doo, doo, doo, lookin‘ out my back door.

Throught it was a nightmare, Lord, it’s all so true.
They told me: „Don’t go walkin‘ slow,
Cause devil’s on the loose.“
Better run through the jungle,
Better run through the jungle,
Better run through the jungle,
Woa, don’t look back to see.

Throught I heard a rumblin‘ callin‘ to my name
Two hundred million guns are loaded
Satan cries: „Take aim!“
Better run through the jungle,
Better run through the jungle,
Better run through the jungle,
Woa, don’t look back to see.

Over on the mountain thunder magic spoke
„Let the people know my wisdom,
Fill the land with smoke.“
Better run through the jungle,
Better run through the jungle,
Better run through the jungle,
Woa, don’t look back to see.

There’s a place up ahead and I’m goin‘
Just as fast as my feet can fly
Come away, come away if you’re goin‘
Leave the sinkin‘ ship behind.

Come on the rising wind
We’re goin‘ up around the bend.

Bring a song and a smile for the banjo
Better get while the getting’s good
Hitch a ride to the end of the highway
Where the neaon turn to wood.

Come on the rising wind
We’re goin‘ up around the bend.

You can ponder perpetual motion
Fix your mind on a crystal day
Always time for a good conversation
There’s an ear for what you say.

Come on the rising wind
We’re goin‘ up around the bend.

Catch a ride to the end of the highway
And we’ll meet by the big red tree
There’s a place up ahead and I’m goin‘
Come along, come along with me.

Come on the rising wind
We’re goin‘ up around the bend.

Long as I remember
The rain been comin‘ down
Clouds of mystery pourin‘
confussion on the ground
Good men through the ages
Tryin‘ to find the sun
And I wonder, still I wonder, who’ll stop the rain.

I went down Virginia
Seekin‘ shelter from the storm
Caught up in the fable, I watched the tower grow
Five year plans and new deals
Wrapped in golden chains
And I wonder, still I wonder, who’ll stop the rain.

Hear the singers playin‘, how we cheered for more
The crowd had rushed together
Tryin‘ to keep warm
Still the rain kept pourin‘
Fallin‘ on my ears
And I wonder, still I wonder, who’ll stop the rain.

Pagan baby, won’t you talk to me
Pagan baby, come on home with me
Pagan baby, take me for a ride
Roll me baby, roll your big brown eyes.

Pagan baby, let me make your name
Drive it, baby, drive your big love game
Pagan baby, what you got, I need
Don’t be savin‘, spread your love on me.

Pagan baby, now won’t you rock with me
Pagan baby, lay your love on me.

Woke up early feelin‘ light
(Shame, it’s a shame)
Somebody got to me last night
(Shame, it’s a shame)
Sat down for a friendly duel
(Shame, it’s a shame)
With one eyed jack and jokers too
(Shame, it’s a shame).

Poormouth Henry turned on me
(Shame, it’s a shame)
Said: Boy, I’m gonna pick you clean
(Shame, it’s a shame)
Ooh, sailor man (Shame, it’s a shame)
Ooh, sailor man (Shame, it’s a shame).

Henry said: Don’t you miss that pile
(Shame, it’s a shame)
Had three aces and he had five
(Shame, it’s shame)
Ooh, sailer man (Shame, it’s a shame)
Ooh, sailer man (Shame, it’s a shame)
Ooh, sailor man (Shame, it’s a shame).

Someone told me long ago
There’s a calm before the storm, I know
And it’s been comin‘ for some time
When it’s over, so they say
It’ll rain a sunny day, I know
Shinin‘ down like water
I want to know, have you ever seen the rain
I want to know, have you ever seen the rain
Comin‘ down on a sunny day.

Yesterday and days before
Sun is cold and rain is hard, I know
Been that way for all my time
Till forever on it goes
Through the circle fast and slow, I know
And it can’t stop I wonder
I want to know, have you ever seen the rain
I want to know, have you ever seen the rain
Comin‘ down on a sunny day.

I want to know, have you ever seen the rain
I want to know, have you ever seen the rain
Comin‘ down on a sunny day.

Howdy, friend, beggin‘ your pardon,
Is there something on your mind?
You’ve gone and sold all your belongings,
Is that something in your eyes?
Well, I know you really never liked the way it all goes down, go on, hideaway.

What’s that you say?
We’re all bound for the graveyard,
Ooh, I wish you well.
Think it’s gonna rain, oh, what’s the difference,
Is there some way I can help?
Cause you know, I’m gonna miss you
When you’re gone, oh, Lord,
Wish I could hideaway.
Hold on, give yourself a chance,
I can hear the leaving train.

All aboard! Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye!
Ooh, I wish you well.
See you soon, maybe tomorrow, you can never tell,
Cause you know, I’m gonna miss you
when you’re gone,
Wish I could hideaway.
Hideaway, hideaway, hideaway, hideaway,
Hideaway, hideaway, hideaway, hideaway.

Every day I’m gonna struth that stuff
When the music’s loud I can’t get enough
Singin‘ hi, singin‘ hi
Come on feet, teach yourself to move.

People shufflin‘ up and down again
Unhappy faces ain’t gonna get you in
Singin‘ hi, singin‘ hi
Come on feet, teach yourself to move.

Spread the news, we’re goin‘ have some fun
Let it go, movin‘ son-of-a-gun
Singin‘ hi, singin‘ hi
Come on feet, we were born to move.

Hey tonight, gonna be tonight
Don’t you know I’m flyin‘, tonight, tonight
Hey, come on, gonna chase tomorrow,
Tonight, tonight.

Gonna get it to the rafters, watche me now
Jody’s gonna get religion all night long
Hey, come on, gonna hear the song,
Tonight, tonight.

Gonna get it to the rafters, watch me now
Jody’s gonna get religion all night long
Hey tonight, gonna be tonight
Don’t you know I’m flyin‘, tonight, tonight.

NEED SOMEONE TO HOLD
(Doug Clifford, Stu Cook)

Sun came up and pushed away the clouds
Stumbled back to my room, really don’t know how
Won’t wake up until this afternoon
Been out walkin‘ all night again
Stranger here tryin‘ to have fun
Far from home it’s just begun
Give out the warm, it comes back cold
Oh God, I need someone to hold.

The coffee’s cold, it’s gonna have to do
My feet are shot, feelin‘ hungry too
People don’t have a thing to say
Feel your dignity slip away
Won’t wake up until this afternoon
It’s a waste of time, because there’s nothing new
Give out the warm, it comes back cold
Oh, God, I need someone to hold.

A city nice as this should be kind
It pushed me down, really don’t know why
When I wake up this afternoon
Another day to make it through
Might get lucky and fine a dime
Things don’t change, gonna give up tryin‘
Give out the warm, it comes back cold
Oh God, I need someone to hold.

Playin‘ a pavillion on the outskirts of town
Playin‘ where my roller deby rolls
Just a part time music man
A nobody at the plant.
I’m tearin‘ up the country with a song
Mom and Popa told me:
Son, you gotta go to school,
Only way to make the family proud.
I paid no attention, left my books at home
Rather play my music real loud.

Ran into a dry spell, seemed nowhere to go
Good luck turned the tide, I’m on my way
I remember loading big trucks
When the summersunn was hot
You know I could still be there but I’m not
Tearin‘ up the country with a song
Tearin‘ up the country with a song.

First thing I remember
Is asking papa: Why?
For there where many things I didn’t know
And daddy always smiled
And took me by the hand
Sayin‘: Someday you’ll understand.

Well, I’m here to tell you now
Each and every mother’s son
You better learn it fast
And you better learn it young
Because someday never comes.

Well, time and tears went by
And I collected dust
For there were many things I didn’t know
When daddy went away
He said: Try to be a man,
And someday you’ll understand.

And then one day in april
I wasn’t even there
For there were many things I didn’t know
A son was born to me
Mama held his hand
Sayin‘: Somdeay you’ll understand.

And I think it was september
The year went away
For there were man things I didn’t know
And I still see him standing
Tryin‘ to be a man
When I said: Someday you’ll understand.

When you are alone,
You come back cryin‘ and you wanna go hom
For someone forgettin‘ it seems like you’re lettin‘
It take you away from me.
Was your idea to pack up and go
You said, you had no life of your own
Movin‘ in was not too hard to do
You got second thoughts,
you’re gonna have to choose.

What are you gonna do?
Forget about your mother and think about you
For someone forgettin‘ it seems like you’re lettin‘
It take you away from me.

Told you all the secrets that were mine
The good things that I picked up overtime
Won’t accept the reason why you’re here
Talk things out, overcome the fear.

Thoughts that I was all that you need
You told me things I wanted to believe
You know that leavin‘ me would be wrong
Stay with me, I’ll help you to be strong.

Lock the door, sun’s a-falling
Poke the fire, don’t let the cold in
Gonna try to sail away for the rest of my life.
Found a boat to make the break in
Filled with hope about the step I’m takin‘
Gonna try to sail away for the rest of my life.

Spend a long time listenin‘
To the captain of the sea
Shoutin‘ orders to his crew, no one hears, but me
Cast away, tide’s a-runnin‘
Hoist the sail, strong wind’s comin‘
Gonna try to sail away for the rest of my life.

Spend a long time listenin‘
To the captain of the sea
Shoutin‘ orders to his crew, no one hears, but me
Lock the door, sun’s a-falling
Poke the fire, don’t let the cold in
Gonna try to sail away for the rest of my life.

Hello Mary-Lou, good-bye heart
Sweet Mary-Lou, I’m so in love with you
I knew Mary-Lou, we’d never part
So hello Mary-Lou, good-bye heart.

Past me by one sunny day
Flash those big brown eyes my way
Oh, I wanted you for evermore
I’m not the one that gets around.
Swear my feet stuck to the ground
And thought I did never meet you before.

Hello Mary-Lou …

Saw yor lips, heard your voice
Believe me, I just had no choise
Wild horses couldn’t make me stay away
Thought about a moonlit night
Arms around you good and tight
That’s all I had to see for me to stay.

Hello Mary-Lou …

Find me out a-walkin‘
Time the whistle starts a-callin‘
Maybe stoppin‘ early,
Knockin‘ at your door
Take so long to answer,
Lord knows it ain’t the milkman.
Could be stoppin‘ early,
Sellin‘ door to door.

I was ridin‘ alongside the highway
Rollin‘ up the countryside
Thinkin‘ I’m the devil heatwave
What you birn in your crazy mind ?
Saw a slight distraction, standing by the road
She was smilin‘ there, yellow in her hair
„Do you wanna“, I was thinkin‘, „Would you care“.
Sweet Hitch-Hiker
We could make music at the Greasy King
Sweet Hitch-Hiker
Won’t you ride in my fast machine.

Cruisin‘ on through the junction
I’m flyin‘ about the speed of sound
Noticin‘ peculiar function
Ain’t no roller coaster show me down
I turned away to see her, wow, she caught my eye
But I aws rollin‘ down, movin‘ to fast
„Do you wanna“, she was thinkin‘, „Can it last“.
Sweet Hitch-Hiker
We could make music at the Greasy King
Sweet Hitch-Hiker
Won’t you ride on my fast machine.

Was busted up along the highway
I’m the saddest ridin‘ fool alive
Wonderin‘ if you’re going my way
Won’t you give a poor boy a ride.
Here she comes a ridin‘, Lord, she’s flyin‘ high.
But she was rollin‘ down movin‘ to fast
„Do you wann“, she was thinkin‘, „Can it last“.
Sweet Hitch-Hiker
We could make music at the Greasy King
Sweet Hitch-Hiker
Won’t you ride on my fast machine.