The road has got me hypnotized,
And I’m speedin’ into a new sunrise,
When I get lonely and I’m sure I’ve had enough,
She sends her comfort comin’ in from above…
You know darn well
When you cast your spell you will get your way
When you hypnotize with your eyes
A heart of stone can turn to clay
I’m yours right now
I put a spell on you
Because you’re mine…
Because you’re mine
The brightest star I see
Looks down, my love, and envies me
Because you’re mine, because you’re mine
Because you’re mine
The breeze that hurries by
Becomes a melody and why?
Because you’re mine, because you’re mine
Give me, give me, a chance to be near you
Because, because, I love you
Give me love
Give me love
Give me peace on earth
Give me light
Give me life
Keep me free from birth
Give me hope
Help me cope, with this heavy load
Trying to, touch and reach you with,
heart and soul
Two o’clock this morning
If she should come a calling
I couldn’t dream of turning her away
And if it got hot and hectic
I know she’d be electric
I’d let her take her chances with me
You see, she gets what she wants
'Cause she’s heart and soul
She’s hot and cold
She’s got it all, hot loving every night, oh
Oh
It’s a quarter to three,
There’s no-one in the place,
'Cept You and me.
So set 'em up Joe,
I’ve got a little story,
I think you should know.
We’re drinking my friend,
To the end of a brief episode.
Make it one for my baby,
And one more for the road.
Give a little bit of heart and soul
Give a little bit of love to grow
Give a little bit of heart and soul
Now don’t you make me beg for more
Inside I need to know
A little bit of heart and soul
Ninja’d, don’t care, too good to delete, play off the previous post if you want.
I like a good beer buzz, early in the morning
Billy likes to peal the labels from his bottles of bud
He shreds them on the bar then he lights up every match
In an over-sized pack letting each one burn
Down to his thick fingers before blowing and
Cursing them out, he’s watching
The bottles of bud as they spin on the floor
Late at night, somewhat tight
Guardian angels put to flight
Freddie’s doused the neon light
That promised while it shone
Time to go, time to blow
They don’t push me cause they know
I am still in my long ago
When Annie took me home
They say the neon lights are bright,
On Broadway (on Broadway).
They say there’s always magic in the air (on Broadway).
But when you’re walkin’ down that street,
And you ain’t got enough to eat,
The glitter rubs right off and you’re nowhere.
Glitter and be gay
That’s the part I play
Here I am in Paris, France
Forced to bend my soul
To a sordid role
Victimised by bitter
Bitter circumstance
Alas, for me, had I remained
Beside my lady mother
My virtue had remained unstained
Until my maiden hand was gained
By some ‘Grand Duke’ or other…
Take my daughter, I
Taught her, I
Tried my best to point the way.
I even named her
Desiree.
I couldn’t see spending the rest of my life with my head hung down in shame,
You know
I might of been born plain white trash but,
Fancy is my name…
Oh, the path was deep and wide from footsteps leading to our cabin
Above the door there burned a scarlet lamp
And late at night a hand would knock and there would stand a stranger
Yes, I’m the son of Hickory Holler’s tramp.
Bayou Sam, from the south Lousianna
Had gambling in his veins
Evangeline, from the maritimes
Was slowly going insane
High on the top of hickory hill
She stands in the lightning and thunder
Down on the river the boat was a-sinking
She watched that queen go under
Farewell to Nova Scotia, the sea-bound coast,
Let your mountains dark and dreary be.
When I’m far away, on the briny ocean tossed,
Will you ever heave a sigh or a wish for me?
Like the dolphin who guides you, you bring us beside you
To light up the darkness and show us the way
For though we are strangers in your silent world
To live on the land we must learn from the sea
To be true as the tide and free as a wind swell
Joyful and loving in letting it be
Aye Calypso the places you’ve been to
The things that you’ve shown us
The stories you tell
Aye Calypso, I sing to your spirit
The men who have served you so long and so well
So hoist up the John B’s sail,
See how the main sail sets,
Call for the Captain ashore,
Let me go home, let me go home,
I want to go home, yeah yeah,
Well I feel so broke up,
I want to go home.