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River
Of No Return
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by Keith Reid / Jon Tiven / Sally
Tiven
recording of 1988
from See
The Light (Arista
ARCD-8553),
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Well, you know you're gonna have to steal it,
if you want your cake and eat it, too
There is no one less believin',
than the guy who's been deceiving you
You got to pay the piper,
in the end you will be so much wiser
Got to use your best endeavor,
when you're kissing to be clever
'Cause it's a hard, hard lesson,
that you're gonna learn,
on the river of no return
You been burnin' all your bridges,
like a child with forty wishes,
on the river of no return
Well, you got your finger,
on the trigger,
it would help if you was-a bigger
Now, it's not easy, I know, it's not easy
'Cause it's a hard, hard lesson,
that you're gonna learn,
on the river of no return
Yes, you have done your share of cheatin',
now you're gonna have to take a beatin'
You been acting like a sucker
Now, you're gonna have to suffer, yeah
'Cause it's a hard, hard lesson,
that you're gonna learn,
on the river of no return
Say, say, say
It's a hard, hard, lesson,
that you're gonna learn,
on the river of no return
It's a one way to go,
it's on and on you go
on the river of no return.
Say it again!
It's a hard, hard lesson,
that you're gonna learn,
on the river of no return
Got swept out in the tide,
with no one on your side,
on the river of no return
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by John
Densmore /
Roby
Krieger
recording of 1989
from Roadhouse
(Arista ARCD-8576),
& Roadhouse,
the movie &
See
the Light: Live from London (Arista
5704), copyright
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Yeah, keep your eyes on the road, your hands upon
the wheel
Keep your eyes on the road, your hands upon the
wheel
We're goin' to the Roadhouse
We're gonna have a real
Good time
Back at the Roadhouse they got some bungalows
Said At the Back of the Roadhouse they got some
bungalows
And that's for the people
Who like to go down slow
Let it roll, baby, roll
Let it roll, baby, roll
Let it roll, baby, roll
Let it roll, all night long
Back at the Roadhouse they got some bungalows
Said At the Back of the Roadhouse they got some
bungalows
And that's for the people
Who like to go down slow
They like to get it down slow
Like to get it way down
Ashen lady, Ashen lady
Give up your vows, give up your vows
Save our city, save our city
Right now
Take it up
Take it up
Take it up
Way up!
Take it up
Well, I woke up this morning, I got myself a
beer
Well, I woke up this morning, and I got myself a
beer
The future's uncertain, and the end is always
near
Let it roll, baby, roll
Let it roll, baby, roll
Let it roll, baby, roll
Let it roll, all night long
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See
The Light
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by Jeff
Healey
recording of 1988
from See
The Light (Arista
ARCD-8553),
copyright
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Can you see the light,
can you see the light of need shinin' in my
eye?
Can you see the light,
can you see the light of need shinin' in my
eye?
Well, you know I need you baby,
and I sure ain't gonna tell you no lie
Can you see the light,
can you see the light of want shinin' on my
face?
Can you see the light,
can you see the light of want shinin' on my face?
hey
Well, you know I want you, mama,
come on, we'll get from this place, now
look out!, yeah!
Can you see the light,
can you see the light of love shinin' from my
heart?
Can you see the light,
can you see the light of love shinin' from my
heart?
Yeah
Well, you know I love you, baby,
an' I sure want to give this thing a start,
Lord!
Can you see the light?
Can you see the light?
Can you see the light?, say!
Can you see the light, yeah?
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Someday,
Someway
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by John Daniel Tate / Martin
Briley
recording of 1988
from See
The Light (Arista
ARCD-8553),
copyright
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Well, it's important that you understand me,
Appreciate my point of view
Some date and time I'm gonna make you mine,
I ain't never givin' up on you
So don't keep tellin' me,
you're just not ready to give your love away.
Someday someway
Somebody's gonna love you
Someday someway
What will be will be
Someday someway
Now, you open your eyes
and you'll see, baby, it's me.
Well I heard a like a rollin' thunder,
and I felt like a motherless son
Steady and strong I still hold on,
waiting for my chance to come.
Someday someway
Somebody's gonna love you
Someday someway
What will be will be
Someday someway
Now, you open your eyes
and you'll see, baby, it's me.
So, don't keep tellin me
you're just not ready to give your love away.
So, don't keep tellin me
you're just not ready to give your love away.
So, don't keep tellin me
you're just not ready to give your love away
So, don't keep tellin me
you're just not ready to give your love away.
Someday someway
Somebody's gonna love you
Someday someway
What will be will be
Someday someway
Now, you open your eyes
and you'll see, baby, it's me.
Someday someway
Somebody's gonna love you
Someday someway
What will be will be
Someday someway
Now, you open your eyes
and you'll see, baby, it's me.
Someday someway (12x)
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Stop
Breaking Down
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by Robert
Johnson
recording of 1995
from Cover
To Cover (Arista
74321-23888),
copyright
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Ev'ry time I'm walking all down the street,
some pretty mama start breaking down on me
Stop breaking down, baby, please, stop breaking
down
Stuff is gonna bust you brains out, baby,
gonna make you lose your mind
You Saturday night women, now, you just ape and
clown,
you don't do nothing but tear my reputation
down
Stop breaking down, mama, please, stop breaking
down
Stuff is gonna bust you brains out, baby,
yeah, it's gonna make you lose your mind
I love my baby ninety nine degrees,
but that mama got a pistol, laid it down on me
Stop breaking down, baby, please, stop breaking
down
Stuff is gonna bust you brains out, baby,
yeah, gonna make you lose your mind
Ev'ry time I'm walking all down the street,
some pretty woman start breaking down on me
Stop breaking down, mama, please, stop breaking
down
Stuff is gonna bust your brains out, baby,
gonna make you lose your mind
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Stuck
In The Middle With You
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by Stealers Wheel
recording of 1995
from Cover
To Cover (Arista
74321-23888),
copyright
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Well, I don't know why I came here tonight
I got the feeling that something ain't right
I'm so scared in case I fall off my chair,
and I'm wondering how I'll get down those
stairs
Clowns to left of me, jokers to the right,
here I am, stuck in the middle with you
Yes, I'm stuck in the middle with you,
and I'm wondering what it is I should do
It's so hard to keep this smile from my face,
losing control, and I'm all over the place
Clowns to left of me, jokers to the right,
here I am, stuck in the middle with you
Well, you started off with nothing,
and you're proud that you're a self-made man
And your friends they all come crawling,
slap you on the back and say,
Please, please
Trying to make some sense of it all,
But I can see it makes no sense at all
Is it cool to go to sleep on the floor?
'Cause I don't think that I can take anymore
Clowns to left of me, jokers to the right,
here I am, stuck in the middle with you
And you started off with nothing,
and you're proud that you're a self-made man
And your friends they all come crawling,
slap you on the back and say,
Please, please.
Yeah, I don't know why I came here tonight
I got the feeling that something ain't right
I'm so scared in case I fall off my chair,
and I'm wondering how I'll get down those
stairs
Clowns to left of me, jokers to the right,
here I am, stuck in the middle with you
Yes, I'm stuck in the middle with you
Stuck in the middle with you
Here I am, stuck in the middle with you
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When
The Night Comes Falling Down
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by
recording of 1989
from Roadhouse
(Arista ARCD-8576),
copyright
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Look out across the fields, see me returning
Smoke is in your eyes, you draw a smile
From the fireplace where my letters to you are
burning,
you've had time to think about it for a while
Well, I've walked two hundred miles, look me
over
Its the end of the chase and the moon is high
It won't matter who loves who
You'll love me or I'll love you
When the night comes falling
When the night comes falling
When the night comes falling from the sky
I can see through your walls and I know you're
hurting
Sorrow covers you up like a cape
Only yesterday I know that you've been flirting
With disaster you somehow managed to escape
Well, I can't provide for you no easy answers
Who are you that I should have to lie?
You'll know all about it, love
It'll fit you like a glove
When the night comes falling
When the night comes falling
When the night comes falling from the sky
I can hear your trembling heart beat like a
river
You must have been protecting someone last time I
called
I've never asked you for nothing that you couldn't
deliver
I've never asked to set yourself up for a fall
I saw thousands who could have overcome the
darkness,
For the love of a lousy buck, I've watched them
die
Stick around, baby, we're not through,
Don't look for me, I'll see you
When the night comes falling
When the night comes falling
When the night comes falling from the sky
In your teardrops, I can see my own reflection
It was on the northern border of Texas
where I crossed the line
I don't want to be a fool starving for
affection
I don't want to drown in someone else's wine
For all eternity I think I will remember
That icy wind that's howling in your eye
You will seek me and you'll find
Me in the wasteland of your mind
When the night comes falling
When the night comes falling
When the night comes falling from the sky
Well, I sent you my feelings in a letter
But you were gambling for support
This time tomorrow I'll know you better
Where my memory is not so short
This time I'm asking for freedom,
Freedom from a world which you deny
And you'll give it to me now,
I'll take it anyhow
When the night comes falling
When the night comes falling
When the night comes falling from the sky
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Yer
Blues
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by John
Lennon / Paul
McCartney
recording of 1995
from Cover
To Cover (Arista
74321-23888),
copyright
notice
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Yes, I'm lonely wanna die
Yes, I'm lonely wanna die
If I ain't dead already
Ooh girl you know the reason why
In the morning wanna die
In the evening wanna die
If I ain't dead already
Ooh girl you know the reason why
My mother was of the sky
My father was of the earth
But I am of the universe
And you know what it's worth
I'm lonely wanna die
If I ain't dead already
Ooh girl you know the reason why
The eagle picks my eye
The worm he licks my bone
I feel so suicidal
Just like Dylan's Mr. Jones
Lonely wanna die
If I ain't dead already
Ooh girl you know the reason why
Black cloud crossed my mind
Blue mist round my soul
Feel so suicidal
Even hate my rock and roll
Wanna die yeah wanna die
If I ain't dead already
Ooh girl you know the reason why
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