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Blues Brothers: Gimme Some Lovin' (Davis/Winwood/Winwood)

from the album "Blues Brothers [Original Soundtrack]" (A&M Records, 1980) performed by Joliet Jake Blues

Well my temperature's rising and my feet are on the floor
Twenty people knocking 'cos they're wanting some more
Let me in baby, I don't know what you've got
But you'd better take it easy, this place is hot

[chorus]
I'm so glad we made it, I'm so glad we made it
You've gotta gimme some lovin' (gimme some lovin')
Gimme some lovin' (gimme gimme some lovin'), gimme some lovin' every day

Well I feel so good, everything is sounding hot
Better take it easy 'cos the place is on fire
Been a hard day and I don't know what to do
Wait a minute baby, it could happen to you

[chorus]

Well I feel so good, everybody's getting high
Better take it easy 'cos the place is on fire
Been a hard day and nothing went too good
Now I'm gonna relax honey, everybody should

[chorus]

Gimme some lovin' (gimme some lovin') I need it
(Gimme gimme some lovin') I need it
Ooh, gimme some lovin', every day, every day

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Well I've been lookin' real hard
And I'm tryin' to find a job
But it just keeps gettin' tougher every day
But I got to do my part cause I know in my heart
I got to please my sweet baby, yeah

Well, I ain't superstitious
And I don't get suspicious
But my woman is a friend of mine
And I know that it's true that all the things that I do
Will come back to me in my sweet time

So keep on rock 'n' me baby
Keep on a rock 'n' me baby (3 x's)

I went from Phoenix, Arizona
All the way to Tacoma
Philadelphia, Atlanta, L.A.
Northern California where the girls are warm
So I could be with my sweet baby, yeah

Keep on a rock 'n' me baby (4 x's)
Baby, baby, baby
Keep on rock 'n'
Rock 'n' me baby
Keep on a rock 'n'
Rock 'n' me baby

Don't get suspicious
Now don't be suspicious
Babe, you know you are a friend of mine
And you know that it's true
That all the things that I do
Are gonna come back to you in your sweet time

I went from Phoenix, Arizona
All the way to Tacoma
Philadelphia, Atlanta, L.A.
Northern California where the girls are warm
So I could hear my sweet baby say

Keep on a rock 'n' me baby (3 x's)
Keep on a rock 'n' me, rock 'n' me, rock 'n'
Baby, baby, baby
Keep on a rock 'n' me baby (3 x's)

If you want to turn me onto
Anything you really want to
Turn me onto your love sweet love

If the night-time is the right time
Anytime of yours is my time
We can find time for love sweet love

Come on sweet Caroline
You're my sweet Caroline
You know I want to take you
I've really got to make you
Come on sweet Caroline
Take my hand together we can rock-n-roll

When I'm thinking of you sleeping
I'm at home alone and weeping
Are you keeping your love sweet love

Do you still care when I'm not there
Do you really wish I was there
Can I come there for love sweet love

Come on sweet Caroline
You're my sweet Caroline
You know I want to take you
I've really got to make you
Come on sweet Caroline
Take my hand together we can rock-n-roll

from the album "Hang On Sloopy" (Bang Records, 1965)

[chorus]
Hang on Sloopy, Sloopy hang on
Hang on Sloopy, Sloopy hang on

Sloopy lives in a very bad part of town
And everybody yeah, tries to put my sloopy down

Well Sloopy I don't care what your daddy do
Cause' you know Sloopy girl I'm in love with you
And so I say now

[chorus]

Sloopy let your hair down girl let it hang down on me
Sloopy let your hair down girl let it hang down on me

Come on Sloopy, Come on Sloopy
Come on Sloopy, Come on Sloopy

Well it feels so good
You know it feels so good

Shake it, Shake it, Shake it Sloopy
Shake it, Shake it, Shake it Yeah

[chorus]

from the album "Get Yer Ya-Ya's Out" (ABKCO Records, 1970)

I met a gin soaked, bar-room queen in Memphis,
She tried to take me upstairs for a ride.
She had to heave me right across her shoulder
'Cause I just can't seem to drink you off my mind.

It's the honky tonk women
Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues.

I laid a divorcee in New York City,
I had to put up some kind of a fight.
The lady then she covered me with roses,
She blew my nose and then she blew my mind.

It's the honky tonk women
Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues.

(Yeah!) It's the honky tonk women.
Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues.

(Yeah!) It's the honky tonk women.
Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues

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Robert Palmer: Addicted To Love (R.Palmer)

from the album "Riptide" (Island Records, 1985)

Your lights are on, but you're not home
Your mind is not your own
Your heart sweats, your body shakes
Another kiss is what it takes

You can't sleep, you can't eat
There's no doubt, you're in deep
Your throat is tight, you can't breathe
Another kiss is all you need

Whoa, you like to think that you're immune to the stuff, oh yeah

It's closer to the truth to say you can't get enough, you know you're

Gonna have to face it, you're addicted to love

You see the signs, but you can't read
You're runnin' at a different speed
You heart beats in double time
Another kiss and you'll be mine, a one track mind

You can't be saved
Oblivion is all you crave
If there's some left for you
You don't mind if you do

Whoa, you like to think that you're immune to the stuff, oh yeah

It's closer to the truth to say you can't get enough, you know you're

Gonna have to face it, you're addicted to love

Might as well face it, you're addicted to love
Might as well face it, you're addicted to love
Might as well face it, you're addicted to love
Might as well face it, you're addicted to love
Might as well face it, you're addicted to love

[lead guitar]

Your lights are on, but you're not home
Your will is not your own
You're heart sweats and teeth grind
Another kiss and you'll be mine

Whoa, you like to think that you're immune to the stuff, oh yeah

It's closer to the truth to say you can't get enough, you know you're

Gonna have to face it, you're addicted to love

Might as well face it, you're addicted to love
Might as well face it, you're addicted to love
Might as well face it, you're addicted to love
Might as well face it, you're addicted to love
Might as well face it, you're addicted to love

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Shocking Blue: Venus (Robby VanLeeuwen)

from the album "At Home" (PinkElephant Records, 1969)

A goddess on a mountain top
Was burning like a silver flame
The summit of beauty and love
And Venus was her name

She's got it
Yeah, baby, she's got it
Well, I'm your Venus
I'm your fire at your desire
Well, I'm your Venus
I'm your fire at your desire

Her weapon were her crystal eyes
Making every man mad
Black as a dark night she was
Got what no one else had
Wow!

She's got it
Yeah, baby, she's got it
Well, I'm your Venus
I'm your fire at your desire
Well, I'm your Venus
I'm your fire at your desire

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah!
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah!

She's got it
Yeah, baby, she's got it
Well, I'm your Venus
I'm your fire at your desire
Well, I'm your Venus
I'm your fire at your desire

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Spenser Davis Group: Keep On Runnin' (J.Edwards/J.Edwards)

from the album "Beat with Soul" (Fontana Records, 1965)

Keep on runnin'
Keep on hidin'
One fine day I'm gonna be the one
To make you understand
Oh yeah
I'm gonna be your man

Hey hey hey
Everyone is talkin' about me
Makes me feel so bad
Hey hey hey
Everyone is laughing at me
Makes me feel so sad

Keep on runnin'
Hey hey
All right!
Keep on runnin'
Runnin' from my arms
One fine day I'm gonna be the one
To make you understand
Oh yeah
I'm gonna be your man

Hey hey hey
Everyone is talkin' about me
Makes me feel so sad
Hey hey hey
Everyone is laughin' at me
Makes me feel so bad

Keep on runnin'
Runnin' from my arms
One fine day I'm gonna be the one
To make you understand
Oh yeah
I'm gonna be your man

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Bryan Adams: Summer of '69 (B.Adams/J.Vallance)

from the album "Reckless" (A&M Records, 1984)

I got my first real six string
Bought it at the five and dime
Played it til my fingers bled
Was the summer of '69

Me and some guys from school
Had a band and we tried real hard
Jimmy quit and Jody got married
I shoulda known we'd never get far

But when I look back now
That summer seemed to last forever
And if I had the choice
Ya - I'd always wanna be there
Those were the best days of my life

Ain't no use in complainin'
When you got a job to do
Spent my evenin's down at the drive-in
And that's when I met you - ya

Standin' on your mama's porch
You told me that you'd wait forever
Oh and when you held my hand
I knew that it was now or never
Those were the best days of my life

Back in the summer of '69

Man we were killin' time
We were young and restless
We needed to unwind
I guess nothin' can last forever - forever, no...

And now the times are changin'
Look at everything that's come and gone
Sometimes when I play that old six string
I think about ya'n wonder what went wrong

Standin' on your mama's porch
You told me it would last forever
Oh the way you held my hand
I knew that it was now or never
Those were the best days of my life

Back in the summer of '69

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Wilson Pickett/The Commitments: Mustang Sally (T.Rice)

from the album "The Commitments [Original Artists Recordings of Featured Music]" (Atlantic Records, 1991)

Mustang Sally uh-huh
Guess you better slow your Mustang down
Oh Lord what I said now

Mustang Sally now baby
Oh Lord guess you better
Slow your Mustang down hu-oh yeah

You been runnin´ all over town now
Oh I guess I have to put your flat feet
On the ground
Hu! what I said now

Listen!
All you wanna do is ride around Sally
(Ride Sally ride)
All you wanna do is ride around Sally
(Ride Sally ride)
All you wanna do is ride around Sally
(Ride Sally ride) huh
All you wanna do is a ride around Sally
Alright (ride Sally ride)
Well listen to this

One of these early mornins´
Hey Wow! gonna be wipin´ your weepin´ eyes
Huh! what I said now-look-a-here

I bought you a brand new Mustang
A nineteen sixty-five huh!
Now you come around
Signifyin´ a woman
That don´t wanna let me ride

Mustang Sally now baby oh Lord!
Guess you better slow that Mustang down
Huh! oh Lord! Look here
You been runnin´ all over town
Oow!
I got to put your flat feet on the ground
Huh! what I said now hey-a
Let me say it one more time y´all

Now all you wanna do is ride around Sally
(Ride Sally) hu! (ride)
All you wanna do is ride around Sally

FADES-
(Ride Sally ride)
All you wanna...

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Eric Clapton: I Shot the Sheriff (B.Marley)

from the album "461 Ocean Boulevard" (Polydor Records, 1974)

I shot the sheriff, but I did not shoot the deputy.
I shot the sheriff, but I did not shoot the deputy.

All around in my home town
They're trying to track me down.
They say they want to bring me in guilty
For the killing of a deputy,
For the life of a deputy.
But I say:

I shot the sheriff, but I swear it was in self-defense.
I shot the sheriff, and they say it is a capital offense.

Sheriff John Brown always hated me;
For what I don't know.
Every time that I plant a seed
He said, "Kill it before it grows."
He said, "Kill it before it grows."
I say:

I shot the sheriff, but I swear it was in self-defense.
I shot the sheriff, but I swear it was in self-defense.

Freedom came my way one day
And I started out of town.
All of a sudden I see sheriff John Brown
Aiming to shoot me down.
So I shot, I shot him down.
I say:

I shot the sheriff, but I did not shoot the deputy.
I shot the sheriff, but I did not shoot the deputy.

Reflexes got the better of me
And what is to be must be.
Every day the bucket goes to the well,
But one day the bottom will drop out,
Yes, one day the bottom will drop out.
But I say:

I shot the sheriff, but I did not shoot the deputy, oh no.
I shot the sheriff, but I did not shoot the deputy, oh no.

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Creedence Clearwater Revival: Bad Moon Rising (John Fogarty)

from the album "Green River" (Fantasy Records, 1969)

I see a bad moon a'risin'
I see trouble on the way
I see varied quakes and lightnin'
I see a bad time today

Don't go around tonight
Well it's bound to take your life
There's a bad moon on the rise

I hear hurricane's a'blowin'
I know the end is comin' soon
I hear rivers over flowin'
I hear the voice of rage and ruin

Don't go around tonight
Well it's bound to take your life
There's a bad moon on the rise

Hope you got your things together
Hope you are quite prepared to die
Looks like we're in for nasty weather
One eye is taken for an eye.

Don't go around tonight
Well it's bound to take your life
There's a bad moon on the rise

Don't go around tonight
'cos it's bound to take your life
There's a bad moon on the rise

Creedence Clearwater Revival

When I was a little bitty baby
My mama would rock me in the cradle
In them old cotton fields back home

It was down in Louisiana
Just about a mile from Texarkana
In them old cotton fields back home

Oh when them cotton bolls get rotten
You can't pick very much cotton
In them old cotton fields back home

It was down in Louisiana
Just about a mile from Texarkana
In them old cotton fields back home

When I was a little bitty baby
My mama would rock me in the cradle
In them old cotton fields back home

It was down in Louisiana
Just about a mile from Texarkana
In them old cotton fields back home

Oh when them cotton bolls get rotten
You can't pick very much cotton
In them old cotton fields back home

It was down in Louisiana
Just about a mile from Texarkana
In them old cotton fields back home

When I was a little bitty baby
My mama would rock me in the cradle
In them old cotton fields back home

It was down in Louisiana
Just about a mile from Texarkana
In them old cotton fields back home
In them old cotton fields back home

The Beach Boys Version:

When I was a little bitty baby
My mama done rock me in the cradle
In them old cotton fields back home
It was back in Louisiana
Just about a mile from Texarkana
In them old cotton fields back home

Let me tell you now well got me in a fix
I caught a nail in my tire doing lickitey splits
I had to walk a long long way to town
Came upon a nice old man well he had a hat on
Wait a minute mister can you give me some directions
I'm gonna want to be right off for home

When I was a little bitty baby
My mama done rock me in the crade
In them old cotton fields back homeIt was back in Louisiana
Just about a mile from Texarkana
In them old cotton fields back home

Don't care if them cotton balls get rotten
When I got you baby, who needs cotton
In them old cotton fields back home
Brother only one thing more that's gonna warm ya
A summer's day out in California
It's gonna be those cotton fields back home

It was back in Louisiana
Just about a mile from Texarkana
Give me them cotton fields
(It was back in Louisiana)
Let me hear it for the cotton fields
(Just about a mile from Texarkana)
You know that there's just no place like home

Well boy it sure feels good to breathe the air back home
You shoulda seen their faces when they seen how I grown
In them old cotton fields back home