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| Album: Live Bootleg (October, 1978) Tracks: 1. Back in the Saddle 2. Sweet Emotion 3. Lord of the Thighs 4. Toys in the Attic 5. Last Child 6. Come Together 7. Walk This Way 8. Sick as a Dog 9. Dream On 10. Chip Away the Stone 11. Sight for Sore Eyes 12. Mama Kin 13. S.O.S. 14. I Ain't Got You 15. Mother Popcorn 16. Train Kept A-Rollin' |
| Back in the Saddle (Perry/Tyler, 4:39) (Chorus) I'm back I'm back in the saddle again I'm back I'm back in the saddle again Ridin' into town alone By the light of the moon I'm lookin' for ol' Sukie Jones She crazy horse saloon Barkeep gimme a drink That's when she caught my eye She turned to give me a wink That make a grown man cry Chorus Come easy, go easy All right until the risin' sun I'm calling all the shots tonight I'm like a loaded gun Peelin' off my boots and chaps I'm saddle sore Four bits gets you time in the racks I scream for more Fool's gold out of their mines Ther girls are soaking wet No tongue's drier than mine I'll come when I get back I'm back in the saddle again I'm back I'm back in the saddle again I'm riding, I'm loading up my pistol I'm riding, I really got a fistful I'm riding, I'm shining up my saddle I'm riding, this snake is gonna rattle Chorus Ridin' high Ridin' high Ridin' high already Sweet Emotion (Hamilton/Tyler, 4:34) Sweet emotion Sweet emotion You talk about things and nobody cares You're wearin' out things that nobody wears You're calling my name but you gotta make clear I can't say babe where I'll be in a year Some sweet talkin' mama with a face like a gent Said my get up and go musta got up and went Well I got good news, she's a real good liar Cause the backstage boogie set your pants on fire Sweet emotion Sweet emotion I pulled into town in a police car Your daddy said I took it just a little too far You're telling me things but your girlfriend lied You can't catch me 'cause the rabbit done died Yes it is You stand in the front just a shakin' your ass I'll take you backstage, you can drink from my glass I talk about something you can sure understand Cause a month on the road and I'll be eating from your hand Lord of the Thighs (Tyler, 4:14) Down to who knows who just to socialize I'm waitin' for my girls, when you caught my eyes You got your ways to make a man Honey, you got to understand I'm your man, child, lord of the thighs Well, well, lordy my God What do we got here She's flashin' cross the floor Make it perfectly clear You're the bait and you're the hook Someone bound to take a look I'm your man, child, lord of the thighs You must have come here to find me You've got the look in your eyes Although you really don't mind it I am the lord of your thighs You must have come here to find me You've got the look in your eyes Although you don't really mind it I am the lord of your thighs Toys in the Attic (Perry/Tyler, 3:05) In the attic lies Voices scream Nothing's seen Real's the dream Leaving the things that are real behind Leaving the things that you love from mind All of the things you learned from fears Nothing is left for the years Voices scream Nothing's seen Real's the dream Chorus: Toys, toys, toys in the attic Toys, toys, toys in the attic Toys, toys, toys in the attic Toys, toys, toys in the attic In the attic lies Voices scream Nothing's seen Real's the dream Leaving the things that are real behind Leaving the things that you love from the mind All of the things you learned from fears Nothing is left for all the years Voices scream Nothing's seen Real's the dream (Repeat chorus) Last Child (Tyler/Whitford, 3:27) I'm dreaming tonight, I'm living back home Right! Yeah... yeah Take me back to a south Tallahassee Down cross the bridge to my sweet sassafrassy Can't stand up on my feet in the city Gotta get back to the real nitty gritty Yes sir, no sir Don't come close to my Home sweet home Can't catch no does Of my hot tail poon tang sweetheart Sweathog ready to make a silk purse From a J. Paul Getty and his ear With her face in her beer Home sweet home Get out in the field Put the mule in the stable Ma she's a cookin' Put the eats on the table Hate's in the city And my love's in the meadow Hands on the plow And my feets in the ghetto Stand up, sit down Don't do nothing It ain't no good when the boss man's Stuffin' down their throats For paper notes And their babies cry While cities lie at their feet When you're rockin' the street Home sweet home Mama, take me home sweet home I was the last child I'm just a punk in the street [Repeat] Come Together (Lennon, McCartney, 4:51) Here come old flat top He come groovin' up slowly He got joo joo eyeball He one holy roller He got hair down to his knee Got to be a joker he just do what he please He wear no shoeshine He got toe jam football He got monkey finger He shoot Coca Cola He say I know you, you know me One thing I can tell you is you got to be free Come together Right now Over me He bag production He got walrus gumboat He got Ono sideboard He one spinal cracker He got feet down below his knee Hold you in his armchair you can feel his disease Come together Right now Over me He roller coaster He got early warning He got muddy water He one mojo filter He say one and one and one is three Got to be good lookin' 'cause he so hard to see Come together Right now Over me Come together Come together Come together Come together Come together Walk This Way (Perry/Tyler, 3:40) Backstroke lover always hidin' 'neath the covers Gonna talk to you my daddy say He said, You ain't seen nothin' till you're down on a muffin Then you're sure to be a-changin' your ways I met a cheerleader, was a real young bleeder All the times I could reminisce Cause the best things of lovin' with her sister and her cousin Only started with a little kiss, a-like this Seesaw swinger with the boys in the school And your feet flyin' up in the air Singin' Hey diddle diddle with your kitty in the middle Of the swing like you didn't care So I took a big chance at the high school dance With a missy who was ready to play Was a-me she was foolin' cause she knew what she was doin' Then I know'd love was here to stay When she told me to walk this way, walk this way Walk this way, walk this way Walk this way, walk this way Walk this way, walk this way Uh, just gimme a kiss Like this! School girl sweetie with a classy kinda sassy Little skirt's climbin' way up her knee There was three young ladies in the school gym locker When I noticed they was lookin' at me I was a high school loser, never made it with a lady Till the boys told me somethin' I missed Then my next door neighbor with a daughter had a favor So I gave her just a little kiss, a-like this Seesaw swinger with the boys in the school And your feet flyin' up in the air Singin' Hey diddle diddle with your kitty in the middle Of the swing like you didn't care So I took a big chance at the high school dance With a missy who was ready to play Was a-me she was foolin' cause she knew what she was doin' When she told me how to walk this way She told me to walk this way, talk this way Walk this way, walk this way Walk this way, walk this way Walk this way, talk this way Uh, just gimme a kiss Like this! Sick as a Dog (Hamilton/Tyler, 4:12) Please, I just got to talk to you Please, well keep your head out of the loo Please, we're a long, long way from home Please, you'd turn a young man's face to stone (Chorus) Sick as a dog, what's your story Sick as a dog, a cat got your tongue Sick as a dog, you'll be sorry Sick as a dog, 'cause you really ain't that young Please, you were much to my surprise Please, you're a lady in disguise Please, you're the only friend I got Please, you're the last to see me rot Please, it's a shame you're so refined Please, she was the last thing on my miind Please, don't be late to take it light Please, you're gonna bay into the night Say goodnight Dream On (Tyler, 4:27) Every time that I look in the mirror All these lines on my face gettin' clearer The past is gone It went by like dusk to dawn Isn't that the way Everybody's got their dues in life to pay I know nobody knows Where it comes and where it goes I know it's everybody's sin You got to lose to know how to win Half my life's in books written pages Lived and learned from fools and from sages You know it's true All these things come back to you (All these things you do, pretty mama, come back to you) Sing with me, sing for the years Sing for the laughter 'n' sing for the tears Sing with me, if it's just for today Maybe tomorrow the good lord will take you away Dream on, dream on, dream on Dream yourself a dream come true Dream on, dream on, dream on Dream until your dreams come true Dream on, dream on, dream on Dream on, dream on, dream on, dream on Sing with me, sing for the years Sing for the laughter 'n' sing for the tears Sing with me, if it's just for today Maybe tomorrow the good lord will take you away Chip Away the Stone (Supa, 4:12) You act like a Prima Donna Playing so hard to get Sittin' so cool and nonchalant Draggin' on a cigarette You keep a wall around ya And I'll get through some day And I want your love babe, if push comes to shove Gonna chip that wall away Chip away Chip away the stone I won't stop till your love is my very own Chip away That's what I'm gonna do Sweet little mam I wanna get next to you You stand like a marble statue Trying to look so hard All decked out in your antique dress While the boys all promenade Even a rock will crumble If you strike it night and day If hammer I must, I'm gonna get through your crust Gonna chip that stone away Chip it, I'm gonna nip it, all night long Sight for Sore Eyes (Douglas/J/P/T, 3:18) Goin' downtown, goin' down, goin' down 'Neath the city, eatin' ground round Underground is pretty gritty I turned the screw she held the light That's when I knew she was a Sight for sore eyes She was a sight for sore eyes Playin' no fair, sleepin' under stairs Downtown's a pity, takin' fair square Under where it's pretty gritty I turned the screw, she held the knife Oh, holy Jesus, she's a sight for sore eyes Sight for sore eyes She's a nitty gritty Turnin' in style, walk a mile for your titty Naked foul while under there Under where it's pretty gritty Hey, don't you know people She's a love lust hussy She left, oh she rust me Dear old girl She was a sight for sore eyes But she was sittin' pretty A sight for sore eyes She was a nitty gritty Sight for sore eyes Peeled back and parted Even at the start it was delght or demise I feel like a leopard king Sight for sore eyes She was a sight for sore eyes Mama Kin (Tyler, 4:27) It ain't easy Livin' like a gypsy Tell ya honey how I feel I've been dreamin' Floatin' down the stream 'n' Losin' touch with all that's real Whole earth lover Keepin' under cover Never know where ya been You've been fadin' Always out paradin' Keep in touch with mama kin Wel you've always got your tail on the way Shootin' fire from your mouth Just like a dragon You act like a perpetual drag You better check it out Cause someday soon you'll have to Climb back on a wagon It ain't easy Livin' like you wanna It's so hard to find peace of mind Yes it is The way I see it You gotta say shit But don't forget to drop me a line Bald as an egg at eighteen And workin' for your daddy just a drag You still stuff your mind with them dreams You better check it out Cause someday you'll have to Climb back on the wagon Keep in touch with mama kin Tell her where you've gone and been Livin' out your fantasy Sleepin' late and smokin' tea Keep in touch with mama kin Tell her where you've gone and been Livin' out your fantasy Sleepin' late and smokin' tea It ain't easy Livin' like you wanna It's so hard to find peace of mind Yes it is The way I see it You gotta say shit But don't forget to drop me a line Bald as an egg at eighteen And workin' for your daddy just a drag You still stuff your mind with them dreams You better check it out Cause someday soon you'll have to Climb back on the wagon Keep in touch with mama kin Tell her where you gone and been Livin' out your fantasy Sleepin' late and smokin' tea Keep in touch with mama kin Tell her where you gone and been Livin' out your fantasy Sleepin' late and smokin' tea S.O.S. (Tyler, 2:51) Stagecoach lady, hourglass body Makin' things glow in the night Well, she would if she could And she'd be good if she would Only tell her lover she be out tonight Cause I'm a bad A lonely school boy And I'm a rat And it's too bad Can't get me none of that Salt lake city, salt-lickin' bitties Bogies turn, stinkin' of gin Well my daddy was hard His face was pretty scarred From kickin' ass to playin' poker to win Cause I'm a bad A lonely school boy And I'm a rat And it's too bad Can't get me none of that It's too bad It's too bad Can't get me none of that New sold lady My mama Cady Chivalry was born at her feet Well she should have thought twice When pa showed his dice Imagine put my daddy to sleep Cause I'm a bad A lonely school boy And I'm a rat And it's too bad Can't get me none of that It's too bad Lord, it's too bad I said it's too bad Lord, it's too bad (Repeat) I Ain't Got You (Carter, 3:57) For All Night Dwight Got a 56 Cadillac With a spare tire on the back Got a charge account in my ol' bank Said, I ain't got you Got a classic and a pool And a big hair ghoul No matter who I fool Said, I ain't got you (Chorus) Got a baby and a liquor store I played the number four-forty-four Got a mojo and dontcha know? I'm all dressed up with no place to go Got women to the left of me Got women to the right of me I got chicks all around me Said, I ain't got you (Repeat) Mr. Whitford You know I ain't got you baby Mother Popcorn (Brown/Ellis, 7:00) Some like 'em short, some like 'em tall Some like 'em thin, skinny legs and all I like 'em buttered, I like 'em proud Now when they walk, you know they'll draw a crowd See - Well, you gotta have a mother for me Whatcha say, whatcha say See - Well, you gotta have a mother for me One more, gimme, gimme See - Well, you gotta have a mother for me, hey Popcorn, popcorn, cheese cake, cheese cake Honey, I can't see ya, yeah, baby Listen here Some like 'em short, some like 'em tall Some like 'em thin, skinny legs and all I like 'em buttered, I like 'em proud And when they walk, you know they'll draw a crowd See - Well, you gotta have a mother for me See - Well, you gotta have a mother for me See - Well, you gotta have a mother for me See - Well, you gotta have a mother for me Said you gotta have a mother for me Said you gotta have a mother for me And you gotta have a mother for me Gotta have a mother, said you gotta have, said you gotta have, Said you gotta have, said you gotta have She got to use what she got to get just what she wants She got to use what she got to get just what she wants She got to use what she got to get just what she wants She got to use what she got to get just what she wants What it is, what it is, just what it is See - Well, you gotta have a mother for me See - Well, you gotta have a mother for me See - Well, you gotta have a mother for me Let's get outta here See - Well, you gotta have a mother for me Gotta have a mother for me Gotta have a mother for me Said you gotta have a mother Said ya gotta have, gotta have, gotta have, gotta have, Gotta have, gotta have, gotta have Ooh Honey, you gotta have a mother for me Train Kept A-Rollin' (Bradshaw/K/M, 5:33) Well on a train, I met a dame She rather handsome, we kinda looked the same She was pretty, from New York City I'm walkin' down that old Fair Lane, I'm in heat, I'm in love, But I just couldn't tell her so (Chorus) I said, train kept a-rollin' all night long Train kept a-rollin' all night long Train kept a-rollin' all night long Train kept a-rollin' all night long With a "heave!" and a "ho!" But I just couldn't tell her so, no, no, no Well, get along, sweet little woman get along On your way, get along, sweet little woman get along On your way I'm in heat, I'm in love But I just couldn't tell her so, no, no, no Well, on a train, I met a dame, She rather handsome, we kinda looked the same She was pretty, from New York City I'm walkin' down that old Fair Lane, I'm in heat, I'm in love, But I just couldn't tell her so (Chorus) Well, get along, sweet little woman get along On your way, get along, sweet little woman get along On your way, I'm in heat, I'm in love But I just couldn't tell her Well we made a stop in Albuquerque She must'a thought I was a real cool jerk Got off the train, and put her hands up Lookin' so good I couldn't let her go But I just couldn't tell her so I said, train kept a-rollin' all night long Train kept a-rollin' all night long Train kept a-rollin' all night long Train kept a-rollin' all night long I'm in heat, I'm in love, But I just couldn't tell her Return to Top |
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