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by Kevin
Moore / John
Lewis Parker
recording of 1998
from Slow
Down (OKeh/550/Epic/Sony 491613
9), copyright
notice
I don't have a reason
To turn you around
I don't have all the reasons
To turn you around
I ain't going nowhere baby
No how, no way
You're not always an angel baby
And I ain't no saint
You're not always an angel baby
And I ain't no saint
Well I know I'm gonna leave you baby
Well baby that something I ain't
I don't have a reason
To turn you around
I don't have a reason
To turn you around
I ain't going nowhere
No way, no how
My love is like a rock
Not a fair-weathered friend
My love is like a rock
I ain't no fair-weathered friend
I´ll follow you up the mountain
Down the road and back again
I don't have no trophy
To prove I'm a man
I don't need no trophy
To prove I'm a man
I just want somebody to talk to
So I can be free
I don't have a reason
Sorry about that false alarm
Turned you around
I ain't got all the reasons
To make you stay
I ain't going nowhere
No how, no way
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by Kevin
Moore
recording of 1994
from Keb'
Mo' (OKeh/Epic EK 57863),
copyright
notice
Am I wrong, fallin' in love with you,
tell me am I wrong, well, fallin' in love with you
While your other man was out there,
cheatin' and lyin', steppin' all over you
Uh, sweet thing
Tell me am I wrong, holdin' on to you so tight,
Tell me, tell me, am I wrong, holdin' on to you so tight
If your other man come to claim you,
he'd better be ready, ready for a long long fight
Well I gotta be strong, well I know you're dependin' on
me
You know I gotta be strong, I know you're dependin' on
me
To give you all of my attention,
all of my time, and all of the love you need
Oh, tell me, am I wrong tryin' to hold on to you
Tell me am I wrong, tryin' to hold on to you
I just wanna make a home for you baby,
and all of your children too
Tell me am I wrong, fallin' in love with you
Gotta tell me am I wrong, fallin' in love with you
While your other man was out there,
cheatin' and lyin', steppin' all over you
While your other man was out there,
cheatin' and lyin', steppin' all over you
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by G. Graper / Kevin
Moore
recording of 1994
from Keb'
Mo' (OKeh/Epic EK 57863),
copyright
notice
Angelina, baby, won't you please come home
Angelina, baby, won't you please come home
You know my heart is aching and all my dreams have gone
Well, now my bed is empty, my feets and my hands are
cold
You know my bed is empty, my feets and my hands are cold
Come on home, Angelina, my love for you will never grow
old
Well now I've tried to love you with diamonds and pearls
But all that did was tear us apart
And I've tried to give you everything in the world
When all you really wanted - to wound my heart, oh-ho
Angelina, baby, won't you please come home
Oh, Angelina, baby, won't you please come home
You know my heart is aching and all my dreams have gone
Well I've tried to love you with diamonds and pearls
But all that did was tear us apart
And I've tried to give you everything in the world
When all you really wanted - to wound my heart, my heart
Angelina, baby, baby, won't you please come home
Well, sweet Angelina, baby, won't you please come home
You know my heart is aching and all my dreams have gone
(That's right, baby)
You know my heart is aching and all my dreams have gone
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by Kevin
Moore
recording of 1994
from Keb'
Mo' (OKeh/Epic EK 57863),
copyright
notice
None of my business, getting all of my concern
Tried to put out the fire, but the flame still burns
And as she pleases she comes and goes
She's got the wind in her hair
She never ceases to hurt me so
Does she really care?
Is she ever coming home?
Is she ever gonna phone?
Another night alone
Has anybody seen my girl?
Has anybody seen my woman?
California, Tennessee
Send my baby home to me
Where am I going, oh what am I gonna do?
I know I'm not crazy, I'm just hooked on you
So go on and use me endlessly
Could you let me know
When you need me hold me close
And baby don't let go
Are you ever coming home?
Are you ever gonna phone?
Another night alone
Has anybody seen my girl?
Has anybody seen my woman?
California, Tennessee
Send my baby home to me
Has anybody seen my girl?
Has anybody seen my woman?
California, Tennessee
Send my baby home to me
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by Robert
Johnson
recording of 1994
from Keb'
Mo' (OKeh/Epic EK 57863),
copyright
notice
For the lyrics see Robert Johnson's original song, take1
and take
2
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by Kevin
Moore / C. Parton
recording of 1996
from Just
Like You (OKeh/Epic/Sony 484117
6), copyright
notice
Look out baby
I'm in a dangerous mood
I done called up the bossman
Told him where to go
And just what to do
Call me crazy
But i did what I had to do
You can call me stupid
I just did what I had to do
I had to steal a little time baby
So I could spend it all on you
I parked the car down the street
And I unplugged the phone
So it would look just like
Ain't nobody home
I put a rose on your pillow
Where you lay your pretty head
I'm gonna rub your tired shoulders
Bring your dinner to your bed
Look out baby
I'm in a dangerous mood
I had to steal a little time baby
So I could spend it all on you
I'm gonna light a candle
Put the champagne on ice
And if one ain't enough
Well we'll just have to do it twice
I done made myself a will
And I've called my next of kin
'Cause I'm gonna love you over
And over and over
Again and again
Look out baby
I'm in a dangerous mood
I had to steal a little time baby
So I could spend it all on you
Look out baby
I'm in a dangerous mood
Look out baby
I'm in a dangerous mood
I just this one last paycheck baby
And I'm gonna spend every dime on you
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by probably Kevin
Moore
recording of 1994
from Keb'
Mo' (OKeh/Epic EK 57863),
copyright
notice
Every mornin', every evenin', every day I, I think of
you
The way you love me, through and through
When I'm with you, it feels like heaven
You're an angel, holdin' me
Your sweet, sweet lovin', it sets me free
And in my wildest, imagination,
I could never, imagine you
Lovin' me as much as, as I do love you
And it may be winter, it may be fall
I might have plenty, or nothin' at all
But baby I'll be there, whenever you call, ever you call
'Cause every mornin', and every evenin', every day I, I
think of you
The way you love me, through and through
The way you love me, through and through
From Hog Creek in beautiful downtown Southern Indiana, Arlie
Grampy Box
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by Kevin
Moore / C. Streetman
recording of 1998
from Slow
Down (OKeh/550/Epic/Sony 491613
9), copyright
notice
Ain't got no money
No where to sleep
No friend no family
No bread no meat
No bread no meat
No friend no family
No bread, no bread no meat
I ain't got no reason
Ain't got no rhyme
Ain't gettin' no younger
And I'm runnin' outta time
Runnin' outta time
Ain't gettin' no younger
And I'm runnin' outta time
Oh yes I am
(Chorus:)
But I'm still climbing up the mountain side
Don't count me out
Long as I got my heart and soul
I got everything
I got everything I need
Everything I need
Ain't got no window
Ain't got no door
But I can feel the sun shining
Where it's never shined before
Never shined before
Feel the sun shining where it's never shined before
(Chorus 2x)
But I'm still climbing up the mountain side
Can't count me out
Long as I got my heart and soul
I got everything
I got everything I need
Everything I need
Ain't got no picture
Ain't got no wall
Ain't got nobody
Hear me when I call
Hear me when I call
Ain't got nobody
Hear me when I call
(Chorus)
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by Kevin
Moore / C. Linden
recording of 1998
from Slow
Down (OKeh/550/Epic/Sony 491613
9), copyright
notice
Well you might be saved
You might be reborn
You might own a car
With a big loud horn
Maybe it's just news
On your television
Or it might be God trying to get your attention
Are you an engineer
Working on a farm
Or a Casanova
With a whole lotta charme
It might be a mouse
Living in your kitchen
Or it might be God trying to get your attention
Well it might sound bad
Or it might sound good
Might be made of steel
Or it might be made of wood
Maybe it's just news
On your television
Or it might be God trying to get your attention
Well it might be in the church house
Or it might be on the street
Somehow or another
Every soul has got to meet
Well it might be in the city
Or it might be in town
One way or another
You're gonna find a higher ground
Well you might be deaf
Or you might be blind
She'll put the message
Right in your mind
Might look like a plan
Or a coalition
Or it might be God trying to get your attention
Well you might be deaf
Or you might be dumb
You'll get the answer
When the answer comes
Maybe it's just news on your television
Or it might be God trying to get your attention
It might be God trying to get your attention
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by Kevin
Moore
recording of 1996
from Just
Like You (OKeh/Epic/Sony 484117
6), copyright
notice
If your problems
Won't go away
And you're worried
Both night and day
Hand it over
Get on your knees and pray
If you're sick
Feeling low
Got no money
Got nowhere to go
Hand it over
Get on your knees and pray
(Chorus:)
Hand it over
Hand it over
Give it up, give it over
Hand it over
Get on your knees and pray
(Bridge:)
Ain't no mountain
You cant climb
Ain't no answer
You can't find
All you need is a hand to hold
I´ll heal your body
And feed your soul
If the road is dark
And you can`t find your way
Just let the spirit light the way
Hand it over
Get on your knees and pray
(Chorus)
(Bridge)
(Chorus)
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by Kevin
Moore / John
Lewis Parker
recording of 1998
from Slow
Down (OKeh/550/Epic/Sony 491613
9), copyright
notice
Remember if you can
When cotton was picked by hand
Down in Dixie
Under southern skies
Working from sun to sun
Remember if you will
Lightnin' from a whiskey still
Blues in the breeze
The sweet magnolia trees
A little church house up on the hill
(Chorus:)
I can hear the delta calling
From the light of a distant star
I can see my future
And I can feel my past
When Henry plays his steel guitar
Won't you take me back in time
Free me from this crime
Well I have no shame
And I have no blame
It's time for us to be moving on
I can hear the delta calling
From the light of a distant star
I can see my future
And I can feel my past
When Henry plays his steel guitar
(Chorus x2)
I can hear the delta calling
From the light of a distant star
I can see my future
And I can feel my past
When Henry plays his steel guitar
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