(richard penniman) You keep a knockin’ but you can’t come in You keep a knockin’ but you can’t come in You keep a knockin’ but you can’t come in Come back tomorrow night try it again You say you love me but you can’t come in You say you love me but you can’t come […]
(mick ralphs) Maybe i’m just a loser Maybe it’s because my boots ain’t as clean as they could be Came to town with an even chance I’m feeling down the people i meet ain’t fair to me Gave it a try but now i’m ready to cry And run back to the place where i […]
(ian hunter) The original mixed-up kid Sleeps with the ladies all night Home in the morning light To nothin’ Climbs in to an empty bed Pillows around his head Hide the tears he sheds For no one And byron said happiness is born its twin In those who share, for they will always win But […]
(mick ralphs) You can call on me whenever you need me Hanging around never did any good And i want you to know the way that i feel Is good inside Oh oh oh oh oh it must be love I can see the garden of light all around me Cursin’ in songs from those […]
(safka) We were so close there was no room We bled inside each other’s wounds We all caught the same disease We all sang our songs of peace Lay down, lay down, let it all down Let your bright face smile up at the ones who stand and frown Lay down, lay down, let it […]
(ian hunter) I followed the night till the morning sunlight And i thought of the changing times And i followed the child with the evergreen smile And the blue broken tears start to cry Blue broken tears hide away the years Misty highway seems colder today And i saw a waterlow where the evergreen grows […]
(mick ralphs) I was born on the wrong side of the river Where the sun never shone on my brass Though the seasons were rapidly changing Oh the best things were coming too fast I was waving the flag of indifference Never knowing the real reason why Casting doubt on my uncertain future It was […]
(ian hunter) The willow in the wind is gently weeping No city lights tonight for she is sleeping But in a little while she will awake and gently smile My angel of eighth avenue, manhattan morning. Somewhere a siren sounds and she is turning She moves my arm around ’cause she is burning She has […]
(mick ralphs) Who do you think you are looking at me like that Put your face on someone else’s head Where do you think you’re at hanging around my leg Put yourself in someone else’s bed Whiskey women, american lay Whiskey women, american way What do you want from me clutchin’ at my blue jeans […]
