One more day, do you know how long?. Voices out there say "sing your song". But all they ever see is the spotlight shining. Never to know, I stand here on my own.
South of the border, down Mississippi way. Born on the delta, where the blues men play. Out on the road, just doin' my time. When I come home, I want to be with my kind.
Half past twelve. And I'm watching the late show in my flat all alone. How I hate to spend the evening on my own. Autumn winds. Blowing outside the window as I look around the room.
I've laid alone in bed most every night. I'm havin' dreams of you. Been hearin' things about you, I don't want to know. Tell me woman it ain't true. .
Well, it's minus five outside your house. And ninety degrees in bed. Your wife says get up and go to work. You long-haired, lazy head. Now I know where you've been all night.
Wake up baby, smile at me. The sun is shinin' and the wind's blowin' free. I got to thinkin' ooo yesterday. That silver bird can take us away. Get it on now.
Hell yeah. Yeah Woh oh'.. . Well I got up early this mornin'. And had a song come to my mind. Yes and the woman I had was grinnin'. Says I didn't have the time.
Howdy folks, this is your old buddy Shorty Medlocke. I?d like to tell you about an old bunch of fox hounds I got. Ole Ring, an Ole Tige and Ole Rover.
A young man lies with a needle in his arm,. China white in his hand. Say a little prayer for his unlucky soul. It's so sad, so sad. Fire Of The Dragon.
Ah, sitting in the back seat of a low. Ride automobile. We're cruisin' on the outskirts. Lookin' for a two-legged deal. . We got a Dry County, can't find no spirits here.
This is a thing I've never known before. It's called easy livin'. This is a place I've never seen before. And I've been forgiven. . Easy livin'. And I've been forgiven.
Oh yes. . Well, don?t mess with my Queenie,. Or I?ll mess with your nose. Yes, you can stand there dreamin?. But don?t you dare step on my toes. . Cause, every man should know.
Yeah, come on, come on, come on. Well, I'm a drivin' fool, got my foot on the gas. Look out mister, I'm gonna pass. Ninety miles an hour and I'm all alone.
In a room all alone waiting by the telephone. With a tear in his eye and a pen in his hand. So begins the diary of a working man. . He'd been poor man all his life.
Boogie like a baby, dance like a dog,. I'm a Rock 'n' roll bandit when I'm Doin' My Job. Well I've been workin' from 9 to 5. Just like all of you, I gotta stay alive.
Ooooooo. (Dream on,) Yes now you've gone way too far,. Tried to steal my lovin'. Thinkin' I was your star,. (You fool,) Oh to think that I was blind,.
You can have her, I don't want her. I don't want you around. You have taken all the feelings. And run them in the ground. . All your lyin', you been tryin'.
Well Im down to my last dime. Yes I got nothing to do. Guess Ill put it in the jukebox baby. And play myself a little tune. All I see are the numbers, all the rockin tunes.
Shame, shame, shame, on you baby,. Turn around and see what you have done,. You've taken my time, drug it down the line,. Don't be so sure now that you've won,.
I've been going 'round in circles, trying to make my life complete,. Searching for that special woman, I was about to fall,. admit defeat,. But I waited just a bit longer, held on a bit stronger,.