Lyrics From Rocks

Back In The Saddle

   (Tyler, Perry)

   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 old 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

   I'm back in the saddle again
   I'm back
   I'm back in the saddle again
   I'm back

   Come easy, go easy, all right till the rising 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
   Fools' gold out of their mines the 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 ridin', I'm loadin' up my pistol
   I'm ridin', I really got a fistful
   I'm ridin', I'm shinin' up my saddle
   I'm ridin', this snake is gonna rattle

   I'm back in the saddle again
   I'm back
   I'm back in the saddle again
   I'm back

   Ridin' high
   Ridin' high
   Ridin' high
   Already

Last Child

   (Tyler, Whitford)

   I'm dreaming tonight
   I'm leaving back home
   Right

   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 
   Got to get back to the real nitty gritty 

   Yes sir, no sir 
   Don't come close to my 
   Home sweet home 
   Can't catch no dose 
   Of my hot tail poon-tang sweetheart 
   Sweathog to make silk purse 
   From a J Paul Getty and his ear 
   With a face in a 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 
   Hand's on the plow and my feets in the ghetto 

   Stand up, sit down 
   Don't do nothin' 
   It ain't no good when boss man's stuffin' 
   Down their throats with paper notes 
   As babies cry while cities lie at the feet
   When you're rockin' the street 
   Home sweet home 

   Mamma take me home sweet home 
   I was a last child, just a punk in the street
   I was a last child, just a punk in the street
   I was a last child, just a punk in the street
   I was a last child, just a punk in the street

Rats In The Cellar

   (Tyler, Perry)

   Goin' under, rats are in the cellar
   Goin' under, skin is turnin' yella
   Nose is runny, losin' my connection
   Losin' money, gettin' no affection

   Chorus:
      New York City blues
      East side, west side blues
      Throw me in the slam
      Catch me if you can
      Believe
      That you're wearin', tearin' me apart

   Safe complainin', 'cause everything's rotten
   Go insanin', and ain't a thing forgotten
   Feelin' cozy, rats are in the cellar
   Cheeks're rosy, skin's turnin' yella
   Lose a socket, lookin' rather lazy
   See my body, pushin up a daisies

   Chorus

   Chorus

Combination

   (Perry)

   The street is cold, the dawn is grey
   My heart says no, but my head says stay
   My work is finished, or so I've been told
   Can't part the three of us, once we got a hold

   I forgot the name
   I took a shot on the chin
   I'm rearranging my game
   Tell by the shape I'm in

   In line of fire, you know what to say
   They gave us no choices, just one shade of grey
   My legs keep movin', don't seem to stray
   But I know each step we take, they're one step away

   I found the secret, the key to the vault
   We walked in darkness, kept hittin' the walls
   I took the time, to feel for the door
   I found the secret, the key to it all

   I got the nouveau riche
   And dragged it home to bed
   I traded you for me
   I took it all and said

   I find my own fun, sometimes for free
   I got to pay it, come lookin' for me
   Walkin' on Gucci, wearin' Yves St. Laurent
   Barely stay on cause, I'm so God damn gaunt

   I found the secret, the key to the vault
   We walked in darkness, kept hittin' the walls
   I took the time, to feel for the door
   I found the secret, the key to it all

Sick As A Dog

   (Tyler, Hamilton)

   Please, I've just got to talk to you
   Please, well get your head out of the loo
   Please, we're a long long way from home 
   Please, you turn a young man's face to stone

   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, you really ain't that young

   Please, you were much to my surprise
   Please, you're the lady in disguise
   Please, you're the only friend I got
   Please, you'd be the last to see me rot

   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, it's a shame you're so refined
   Please, she was the last thing on my mind
   Please, don't be late to take it light
   Please, you're gonna bay into the night

   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 so young

   Take it light
   Take it light
   Take it light
   Take it light
   Say goodnight

Nobody's Fault

   (Tyler, Whitford)

   Lord I must be dreamin'
   What else could this be
   Everybody's screamin'
   Runnin' for the sea
   Holy lands are sinkin'
   Birds take to the sky
   The prophets are all stinkin' drunk
   I know the reason why

   Eyes are full of desire
   Mind is so ill at ease
   Everything is on fire
   Shit piled up to the knees

   Out of rhyme or reason
   Everyone's to blame
   Children of the season
   Don't be lame

   Sorry
   You're so sorry
   Don't be sorry

   Man has known and now he's blown it
   Upside-down and Hell's the only sound
   We did an awful job and now they say it's nobody's fault

   Old St. Andres
   Seven years ago
   Shove it up their richters
   Redlines stop and go
   Noblemen of courage
   Listen with their ears
   Spoke but how discouraging
   When no one really hears

   One of these days you'll be sorry
   Too many houses on the stilt
   Three million years or just a story
   Four on the floor up to the hilt

   Out of rhyme or reason
   Everyone's to blame
   Children of the season
   Don't be lame

   Sorry
   You're so sorry
   Don't be sorry

   Man has known and now he's blown it
   Upside-down and Hell's the only sound
   We did an awful job and now we're just a little too late

   Eyes are full of desire
   Mind is so ill at ease
   Everything is on fire
   Shit piled up in debris

   California showtime
   Five o'clock the news
   Everybody's concubine
   Was prone to take a snooze

   Sorry
   You're so sorry
   Don't be sorry

   Man has known and now he's blown it
   Upside-down and Hell's the only sound
   We did an awful job and now we're just a little too late

Get The Lead Out

   (Tyler, Perry)

   Do ya like good boogey
   Like the real boogey woogie
   Hear the juke box singin'
   Get the dance hall swingin'
   Won't ya grab my shaker
   Got to meet your maker
   Get out the lead, get out of bed, get the lead out

   Get ready
   I'll show you my fist
   Get ready
   Take hold of my wrist
   Get ready
   We really can't miss
   Get ready

   Oh, hey good lookin'
   What ya got there cookin'
   You a young spring chicken
   Make your feet start kickin'

   No no, No no
   No no, No no
   No no, No no
   No no, No no

   Get ready
   I'll show you my fist
   Get ready
   Take hold of my wrist
   Get ready
   We really can't miss
   Get ready

   Hey good lookin'
   What ya got there cookin'

   Hey good lookin'
   What ya got there cookin'
   You a young spring chicken
   Make your feet start kickin'
   Boot it out, dance without me

   No no
   No no, No no
   No no, No no
   No no, No no
   No no, No no

Lick And A Promise

   (Tyler, Perry)

   Johnny come lately on a Saturday night
   Singin' how to go
   Backstreet boogie in the house of delight
   Where they steal the show
   The money come sour but the ladies are sweet
   And it's a love affair
   Whole place rockin', people stompin' their feet
   When the gang's all there

   He gets his lovin' every night for free
   He's out there rockin' like you wouldn't believe
   I sing na na na na na
   Na na na na na

   Johnny liked to gamble with his lady Louise
   She was a blackjack deuces are wild
   He got to thinkin' 'bout his nose in the breeze
   But then Johnny looked and he smiled
   He started thinkin' bout the fortune and fame
   And the young girls down at his knees
   He dug the money but forgot all the names
   So he knew just how to appease

   Lick and a promise
   Lick and a promise
   Lick and a promise
   He gave the ladies a
   Lick and a promise

   Lick and a promise
   He gave the ladies a
   Lick and a promise

   Loose change clover in his early early years
   Had his poor mama pacin' the floors
   He grabbed a guitar and a couple of beers
   Now the crowd keeps screamin' for more

   He gets his lovin' every night for free
   He's out there rockin' like you wouldn't believe
   I sing na na na na na
   Sing it, Na na na na na

Home Tonight

   (Tyler)

   Now it's time to say good night to you
   Now its time to bid you sweet adieu
   Maybe drink a cheers to yesterday
   And maybe you'll drink those tears away
   So baby don't let go
   Hold on real tight
   'Cause I'll be home tonight
   Tonight

   So baby don't let go
   Hold on real tight
   'Cause I'll be home tonight
   Tonight
   Tonight