John
Hiatt
- Covers covered
covers per artist (images / text)
Covers by Hiatt (written by)634-5789
A Mess Of Blues
At The End Of A Long Lonely Day
Come A Long Way
Don't Look Any Further
Down On The Riverbed
Dream Girl
Eight Men, Four Women
Fight The Power part 1
Good Old Rebel
Happy Xmas
Heaven Help Us All
Here Comes The Sun
I Spy (For The FBI)
I Wanna Be Sedated
I'm Satisfied
Johnny 99
Living A Little, Laughing A Little
My Girl
Take Time To Know Her
The Same Thing
Too Close
When Something Is Wrong With My Baby
Wild World
|
Hiatt songs (covered by)A Crazy Girl Is Hard To Find Abraham Schoß [=God's Golden Eyes] Across The Borderline Alles Wie Gehabt [=One More Time] Alone In The Dark Alright Tonight Ambulance Chaser An Arm And A Leg Angel Eyes Any Single Solitary Heart Ashland City Aus [=Gone] Back Of My Mind Back To Normal Back To The War Bei Mir Fing Sie Genauso An [=She Said The Same Things To Me] Big Love Blue Telescope BMW [=Lincoln Town] Book Lovers Bound By Love Bring Back Your Love To Me Buffalo River Home Child Of The Wild Blue Yonder Confidence Man Crossing Muddy Waters Cry Love Der, Der Dich Liebt [=Lovers Will] Die Zunge Ist Wie Ein Dolch [=Tip Of My Tongue] Distance Doll Hospital Don't Know Much About Love Don't Think About Her When You're Trying To Drive Drehen Und Wenden [=Slow Turning] Drive South Ein Lied Vergißt Man Nicht [=Only The Song Survives] Eisblaues Herz [=Icy Blue Heart] Er Ich Von Hier Geh [=Before I Go] Erwachsen [=Graduated] Everybody's Girl Falling Up Feels Like Rain Fest An Der Hand [=Girl On A String] Girl On A String Gone Ha' Lidt Tro På Mig [=Have A Little Faith In Me] Hab Doch Vertraun Zu Mir [=Have A Little Faith In Me] Have A Little Faith In Me Heart To Heart Heavy Tears Heb Jeder Stein Auf [=Lift Up Every Stone] Hele Natten Lang [=Buffalo River Home] Hutje Op De Hei [=Buffalo River Home] I Got Your Number I Look for Love Icy Blue Heart I'll Never Get Over You I'm A Real Man Inside Job It Hasn't Happened Yet It'll Come To You Learning How To Love You Komm Wir Fahren Weit Weg [=Drive South] (*) Learning How To Love You Leider Hab Ich's Nie Versucht [=I Don’t Even Try] Let It All Go Lippenstift-Himmel [=Lipstick Sunset] Listening To Old Voices Living A Little, Laughing A Little Love Gets Strange Love Like Blood Lovers Will Lovin' A Hurricane Meet Me Halfway Meister Henry [=Mr. Stanley] Memphis In The Meantime Mercy [Doesn't Know My Name] Nach So Langer Zeit [=After All This Time] New Fingerprints Nim Alles Mit [=Take It Back] No Business No More) Dancin' In The Street No Place In History Noch Ist Nichts Geschehn [=It Hasn’t Happened Yet] Old Habits Old Habits One More Time One Step Over The Line One Step Over The Line Paper Thin Permanent Hurt Pink Bedroom Radio Girl Real Emotion Real Fine Love Riding With The King Sag Es Mit Blumen [=Say It With Flowers] Sag, Was Tun Wir Jetzt [=What Do We Do Now?] She Loves The Jerk She Said The Same Things To Me Sie Ging Einfach Rüber [=Crossing Muddy Waters] Sing Me Slow Turning Someplace Where Love Can't Find Me Something Happens Something Wild Stand Still Stood Up Sure As I'm Sitting Here Sure Pinocchio Tennessee Plates The Crush The Most Unoriginal Sin The Real One The Rest Of The Dream The River Knows Your Name The Tiki Bar Is Open The Usual The Way We Make A Broken Heart The Way We Make A Broken Heart Thing Called Love Thinkin' Of You Thirty Years Of Tears Through Your Hands Too Close Train To Birmingham Two Hearts Like Ours Was Liebe Heißt [=Thing Called Love] Washable Ink Weil Sie Ihn Liebt [=She Loves The Jerk] Wein Los [=Cry Love] When We Ran Where Is The Next One Coming From? Where Nobody Knows My Name Wia Im Kino [= Lipstick Sunset] Wie Ein Herz Zerbricht [=The Way We Make A Broken Heart] Window on the World Wirf Es Weg [=Take It Down] Wrote It Down You May Already Be A Winner You Never Told Me You Were Gonna Go Your Love Is My Rest Zero House |
634-5789 (Soulsville, USA)
(written by Wilson Pickett)
If you need a little lovin'
Call on me all right
If you want a little huggin'
Call on me baby, mmmmmm
Oh I'll be right here at home
All you got to do is
Pick up your telephone
And dial 634-5789
(What's my number) 634-5789
If you need a little huggin'
Call on me
That's all you got to do now
If you want some kissin'
Call on me baby, all right
No more lonely nights
Will you be alone
All you got to do is
Pick up your telephone
And dial 634-5789
(What's my number) 634-5789
Oh I'll be right there
Just as soon as I can
And if I be a little bit late now
I hope that you'll understand
Oh yeah all right
mmmmmmmm
If you need a little lovin'
Call on me
Lord have mercy
If you want some kissin'
Call on me baby
That's all you got to do now
No more lonely nights
Will you be alone
All you got to do is
Pick up your telephone
And dial 634-5789
(What's my number) 634-5789
Call me on the telephone
634-5789
No more will you be alone
634-5789
(What's my number) 634-5789
(That's my number) 634-5789
A Mess Of Blues
(written by Doc Pomus & Mort Shuman. From the album Till The Night Is Gone, 1995)
I just got your letter baby
Too bad you can't come home
Well I swear I’m goin' crazy
Sittin' here all alone
Since you're gone I got a mess of blues
I ain't slept a week since Sunday
I can't eat a thing all day
Every day is just blue Monday
Since you've been away
Since you're gone I got a mess of blues
Whoops there goes a teardrop
Rollin' down my face
If you cry when you're in love
It sure ain't no disgrace
I gotta get myself together
Before I lose my mind
I'm gonna catch the next train goin'
And leave my blues behind
Since you're gone I got a mess of blues
Whoops there goes a teardrop
Rollin' down my face
If you cry when you're in love
It sure ain't no disgrace
I gotta get myself together
Before I lose my mind
I'm gonna catch the next train goin'
And leave my blues behind
Since you're gone I got a mess of blues
Since you're gone I got a mess of blues
Since you're gone I got a mess of blues
At The End Of A Long Lonely Day

(written by
Marty Robbins.
Duet with Loudon Wainwright III from the album From Hell To Obscurity, 1989)
At the end of a long lonely day without you,
When the world seems to fall in my face.
I'm all right through the day, but the day fades away,
And the long lonely night takes its place.
CHORUS 1:
Another day to wish that you were here,
I dread each lonely night that's filled with fear.
Oh, I've cried and I've cried these are tears that I can't hide,
At the end of a long lonely day.
At the end of the day, I go up to my room,
And I watch while the sun fades away.
And the lonliness there brings me grief and dispair,
At the end of a long lonely day.
CHORUS 2:
Another day to sit alone and cry,
It makes no difference if I live or die.
With a world locked outside I just lay there and cry,
At the end of a long lonely day.
CHORUS 1
Come A Long Way
(written by Kate McGarrigle)
Well we come a long way since we last shook hands
Still got a long way to go
Couldn't see the flowers when we last shook hands
Couldn't see the flowers on account of the snow
What did you do with your burden and your cross
Did you carry it yourself or did you crack
We all know that a burden and a cross
Can only be carried on one man's back
All my life I wanted to roam
To go to the ends of the earth
But the earth really ends where you started to roam
And you and I know what a circle is worth
Give me your hand for the parting touch
Fare thee well and thanks a lot
I know we promised to keep in touch
But you and I know that we both forgot
Let's drink a cup to what went down
There's not much left to reveal
I think I changed my mind after what went down
As to who in the end got the better deal
Ah we come a long way since we last shook hands
Still got a long way to go
Couldn't see the flowers when we last shook hands
Couldn't see the flowers on account of the snow
Don't Look Any Further
(written by Dennis Lambert, F. Golde & D. Hutchins)
Someone to count on in a world ever changin'
Here I am, stop where you standin'
What you need is a lover, someone to take over
Oh baby don't look any further
Strange when you think of the chances
that we've both been in a state of mind
Too cool to be careless. Looking for the right thing
Oh baby don't look any further
Tonight (tonight) we're gonna taste a little paradise
Rockin' all night long. Rockin' all night long
Daylight (daylight) I'll still be looking in your heavenly eyes
Oh we rocked on and on and on
CHORUS:
Day o umba day o mambu ji ay o
Don't look any further. Don't you look no furhter
Day o umba day o na jam bay um bay o
Don't look any further
Someone to count on (someone to count on) in a world ever changin'
Here I am, stop where you standin'
What you need is a lover (you need a lover)
to love you all over (love you all over)
Oh baby don't look any further (further)
Tonight (tonight) we're gonna taste a little paradise
Rock you night long. Rock me all night long
Daylight (daylight) I'll still be looking in your heavenly eyes
We'll go on and on and on
CHORUS TWICE
Tonight (tonight) we're gonna taste a little paradise
Rock you night long. Rock me all night long
Daylight (daylight) I'll still be looking in your heavenly eyes
We'll go on and on and on
CHORUS
Down On The Riverbed
(written by David Hidalgo & Luis Perez. From the album The Neighborhood, 1990, Slash Records 828190-2)
Down on the riverbed
Down on the riverbed
Down on the riverbed
I asked my lover for her hand
A red tailed hawk circled overhead
A red tailed hawk circled overhead
A red tailed hawk circled overhead
The church on the hill is what she said
A monster cloud like a big black hand
A monster cloud like a big black hand
A monster cloud like a big black hand
As she drew houses in the sand
Down on the riverbed
Down on the riverbed
Down on the riverbed
I asked my lover for her hand
I asked my lover for her hand
Then I heard a train whistle blow
Then I heard a train whistle blow
Then I heard a train whistle blow
And I knew it was time to go
Down on the riverbed
Down on the riverbed
Down on the riverbed
I asked my lover for her hand
I asked my lover for her hand
Now I asked my lover for her hand
Now I asked my lover for her hand
Dream Girl
(written by Arthur Alexander)
Hey there Dream Girl
Why did I fall?
You don't even see me at all
I'm all alone
'Cause it seems
You're only mine in my dreams
And hey there Dream Girl
You sure are fine
You're so good looking babe
I wish you were mine
But if I ever win your love
Well you'll always be my Dream Girl
And in a crowd
You sure stand out
And usta ever and a whole lot oh yeah (?)
And if I'm lucky baby
Maybe someday well...
You'll be my Dream Girl
Hey there Dream Girl
What did you say?
Just for a moment
I thought I saw you look my way
Could it be honey
That you were dreaming, too
Well you'll always be my Dream Girl
Dream Girl... Dream Girl
Eight Men, Four Women
(written by Deadric Malone, orginally recorded by O.V. Wright, 1967 (Back Beat single #580))
(eight men, four women, oh that's the jury of love)
I dream that love was a crime
I was alone so lonely and blue
Because eight men and four women
They found me guilty of loving you
As they were taking me away
You were taking, I saw you when you were taking the witness stand
And I heard the lawyer when he asked you my love
Do you really love that man
It was eight men and four women
Well how could they how could they be so blind
How could they sit there our love that just sat there
And call true love a crime
.. and this is what killed me ..
Running tears rolled down my cheek
I felt so sorry for you
Cause in my heart I knew, oh baby I knew
That they would find you guilty too
It was eight men and four women
Well how could they how could they be so blind
How could they sit there our love that just sat there
And call true love a crime
bridge:
Judge your honour, Ladies and gentlemen as of the members of the jury
I intend to prove tonight beyond a shadow of a doubt
That we are innocent and true love is not a crime
(oh that's the jury of love)
That's the jury of love
(oh that's the jury of love)
That's the jury of love
(oh that's the jury of love)
The mean old jury
(oh that's the jury of love)
So mean jury
Fight The Power, part 1
(written by Ernie Isley, Ronald Isley, Chris Jasper, Rudolph Isley, Marvin Isley & O'Kelly Isley)
Time is truly wastin'
There's no guarantee
Smile's in the makin'
You gotta fight the powers that be
Got so many forces
Stayin' on the scene
Givin' up all around me
Faces full a' pain
I can't play my music
They say my music's too loud
I kept talkin about it
I got the big run around
When I rolled with the punches
I got knocked on the ground
With all this bullshit going down
Time is truly wastin'
There's no guarantee
Smile's in the makin'
You gotta fight the powers that be
I don't understand it
People wanna see, ya
Those that got the answers
Red tape in the way
I could take you in easy
That's just half the fun, oh boy
Seeking satisfaction
Keeps me on the run
I can't play my music
They say my music's too loud
I kept talkin about it
I got the big run around
When I rolled with the punches
I got knocked on the ground
With all this bullshit going down
Time is truly wastin'
There's no guarantee
Smile's in the makin'
You gotta fight the powers that be
If you & I can - we got the power
Fight it, got the power fight it........baby, baby
Fight it, fight the power
Good Old Rebel
(traditional; words written by Major Innes Randolph, Confederate veteran, 1866.)
The tune for this song was an old prewar minstrel song.
It reveals southern whites' hatred of Reconstruction, and their lingering
bitterness after the war.
It was published with a connected article in Collier's Weekly on the 4th April 1914.
Last two verses adapated by Hiatt.)
Well I am a good old rebel, well that's just what I am
For this fair land of freedom I do not give a damn
I'm glad I fought against it I only wished we'd won
And I don't want no pardon for anything I've done
Well I hates the Yankee nation and everything they do
I hates the Declaration of Independence too
I hates that glorious Union, 'tis dripping with our blood
I hates that striped banner, I'd fought it all I could
Three hundred thousand Yankees lie stiff in Southern dust
We got three hundred thousand before they conquered us
They died of Southern fever, and Southern steel and shot
And I wish it was three million instead of what we got
Now I won't be reconstructed I'm better now the man
And for that corporate beggard I do not give a damn
So I'm off for the frontier just soon as I can go
I won't make myself a weapon and start for Mexico
One hundred years and later we still ain't learned a thing
Big business rules our nation where Reagan would be king
And do they really think it matters who fires the final shot
Well I am a good old rebel and God damn you if you're not
Happy Xmas

(written by John Lennon. Available from Demo's Box-Set volume 4, 1999)
So this is Christmas
And what have you done
Another year over
And a new one just begun
And so this is Christmas
I hope you have fun
The near and the dear ones
The old and the young
CHORUS:
A very merry Christmas
And a happy New Year
Let's hope it's a good one
Without any fear
And so this is Christmas (War is over)
For weak and for strong (If you want it)
For rich and the poor ones (War is over)
The world is so wrong (Now)
And so happy Christmas (War is over)
For black and for white (If you want it)
For yellow and red ones (War is over)
Let's stop all the fight (Now)
CHORUS
And so this is Christmas (War is over)
And what have we done (If you want it)
Another year over (War is over)
And a new one just begun (Now)
And so happy Christmas (War is over)
I hope you have fun (If you want it)
The near and the dear one (War is over)
The old and the young (Now)
CHORUS
War is over
If you want it
War is over
Now
Heaven Help Us All
(written by Ron Miller. Also covered by Joan Baez, Stevie Wonder, etc.)
Heaven help the child who never had a home
Heaven help the girl who walks the street alone
Heaven help the roses if the bombs begin to fall
Heaven help us all
Heaven help the black man if he struggles one more day
Heaven help the white man if he turns his back away
Heaven help the man who kicks the man who has to crawl
Heaven help us all
Heaven help us all, heaven help us all, help us all
Heaven help us, Lord, hear our call when we call
Oh, yeah
Heaven help the boy who won´t reach twenty-one
Heaven help the man who gave that boy a gun
Heaven help the people with their backs against the wall
Lord, Heaven help us all
Heaven help us all, heaven help us all, heaven help us all, help us all
Heaven help us, Lord, hear our call when we call
Now I lay me down before I go to sleep
In a troubled world, I pray the Lord to keep
Keep hatred from the mighty
And the mighty from the small
Heaven help us all
Oh, oh, oh, yeah
Heaven help us all
Here Comes The Sun
(Written by George Harrison)
CHORUS:
Here comes the sun
Here comes the sun
And I say it's all right
Little darlin' it's been a long cold lonely winter
Little darlin' it feels like years since it's been here
CHORUS
Little darlin' the smiles returning to their faces
Little darlin' it seems like years since it's been here
CHORUS
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
Little darlin' I feel the ice is slowly meltin'
Little darlin' it seems like years since it's been clear
CHORUS
Here come the sun, here comes the sun
It's all right, it's all right
I Spy (For The FBI)
(written by Richard Wylie & Herman Kelley. From the album Two Bit Monsters, 1980)
CHORUS:
I spy for the FBI (I spy for the FBI)
I spy for the FBI (I spy for the FBI)
I got an x-ray camera hidden in your house
That sees what I can't see
And that man you were kissin' last night
Definitely was not me, oh baby
CHORUS
Just because he was wearin' shades
You thought he didn't leave a clue
I got his name, I know his game
He's double-0 you know who, oh baby
CHORUS
I've got the facts in the file
Baby I don't have to guess
I took that agent's fingerprints
Off of your new red dress, oh baby
CHORUS
I know when you're out
I know when you're in
I know where you're goin'
'Cause I know where you've been
CHORUS
Baby, I spy for the FBI (I spy for the FBI)
I Wanna Be Sedated
(written by The Ramones, 1978. From Unplugged '96, a KFOG radio show Live at The Plant, 1996)
CHORUS:
Twenty-twenty-twenty four hours to go
I wanna be sedated
Nothin' to do and no where to go-o-oh
I wanna be sedated
Just get me to the airport put me on a plane
Hurry hurry hurry before I go insane
I can't control my fingers I can't control my brain
Oh no no no no no
CHORUS
Just put me in a wheelchair and put me on a plane
Hurry hurry hurry before I go insane
I can't control my fingers I can't control my brain
Oh no no no no no
CHORUS
Just put me in a wheelchair get me to the show
Hurry hurry hurry before I gotta go
I can't control my fingers I can't control my toes
Oh no no no no no
CHORUS
Just put me in a wheelchair get me to the show
Hurry hurry hurry before I gotta go
I can't control my fingers I can't control my toes
Oh no no no no no
Ba-ba-bamp-ba ba-ba-ba-bamp-ba I wanna be sedated
Ba-ba-bamp-ba ba-ba-ba-bamp-ba I wanna be sedated
Ba-ba-bamp-ba ba-ba-ba-bamp-ba I wanna be sedated
Ba-ba-bamp-ba ba-ba-ba-bamp-ba I wanna be sedated
I'm Satisfied (written by Mississippi John Hurt. From the album Avalon Blues, 2001)
I'm satisfied, tickled too, old enough to marry you
I'm satisfied it's gonna bring you back
I'm satisfied, tickled too, old enough to marry you
I'm satisfied it's gonna bring you back
First in the country, then in the town,
I'm a total shaker from my navel on down
I'm satisfied it's gonna bring you back
I'm satisfied, tickled too, old enough to marry you
I'm satisfied it's gonna bring you back
I pull my dress to my knees1, I give my total all to who I please
I'm satisfied it's gonna bring you back
I'm satisfied, tickled too, old enough to marry you
I'm satisfied it's gonna bring you back
I'm satisfied, tickled too, old enough to marry you
I'm satisfied it's gonna bring you back
I'm satisfied, tickled too, old enough to marry you
I'm satisfied it's gonna bring you back
Johnny 99 (written by Bruce Springsteen. From the album One Step Up - Two Steps Back, 1997)
Well they closed down the auto plant in Mahwah late that month
Ralph went out lookin' for a job but he couldn't find none
He came home too drunk from mixin'Tanqueray and wine
He got a gun shot a night clerk now they call'm Johnny 99
Down in the part of town where when you hit a red light you don't stop
Johnny's wavin' his gun around and threatenin' to blow his top
When an off duty cop snuck up on him from behind
Out in front of the Club Tip Top they slapped the cuffs on Johnny 99
Buzz a while
Well the city supplied a public defender but the judge was Mean John Brown
He came into the courtroom and stared young Johnny down
Well the evidence is clear gonna let the sentence son fit the crime
Prison for 98 and a year and we'll call it even Johnny 99
A fistfight broke out in the courtroom they had to drag Johnny's girl away
His mama stood up and shouted "Judge don't take my boy this way"
Well son you got a statement you'd like to make
Before the bailiff comes to forever take you away
Now judge judge I had debts no honest man could pay
The bank was holdin' my mortgage and they was takin' my house away
Now I ain't sayin' that makes me an innocent man
But it was more 'n all this that put that gun in my hand
Well your honor I do believe I'd be better off dead
And if you can take a man's life for the thoughts that's in his head
Then won't you sit back in that chair and think it over judge one more time
And let 'em shave off my hair and put me on that execution line
Living A Little, Laughing A Little
(written by Thom Bell & Linda Creed. From the album Warming Up To The Ice Age, 1985)
Laugh everyone at the clown
He's the best one in town, Ummm ummm
Ride on his merry-go-round
Spinning faster than sound
Uuuuh huh Uuuuh huh
Laugh as the funny man cries
Though his makeup is smeared
Uuuuh huuuh
Laugh at his funny pictures
As he [paints out the years?]
Uuuuh huh Uuuuh huh
Livin' just a little
Laughing just a little
Ain't easy, Uuuuuh huuuuh
Livin' just a little
Laughing just a little
Ain't easy
Laugh everyone at the fool with his heart in his hand
Uuuuh huuuh
Mmmmm, he can't quite understand that he's less than a man
Uuuuh huuuh Uuuuh huuuh
[?] there's an ember of pride
Uuuuh huuuh
Watch how he tries hard to hide that he's dying inside
Uuuuh huuuh
Uuuuh huuuh
Livin' just a little
Laughing just a little
Ain't easy, Uuuuuh huuuuh
Livin' just a little
Laughing just a little
Ain't easy
Livin' just a little
Laughing just a little
Ain't easy, Uuuuuh huuuuh
Livin' just a little
Laughing just a little
Ain't easy
My Girl
(written by William Robinson & R. White, 1964.
Duet with Loudon Wainwright III. B-side of the single Thank You Girl, 1987.
Also available from the album From Hell To Obscurity, 1989)
I’ve got sunshine
On a cloudy day
When it’s cold outside
I’ve got the month of May
I guess you say
What can make me feel this way
My girl (My girl)
Talkin’ ‘bout my girl
I’ve got so much honey baby
The bees all envy me
I’ve got a sweeter song
Than the bird up in the tree
I guess you say
What can make me feel this way
It's My girl (My girl)
Talkin’ ‘bout my girl
Ooh hoo ..
Oh I don’t need no money
No fortune or fame
I got all the riches, darling
Any man should be allowed to claim
I guess you say
What can make me feel this way
I guess you say
What can make me feel this way
My girl
My girl
Talkin’ ‘bout my girl
My girl
I ain't talkin’ ‘bout your girl
My girl
Talkin’ ‘bout my girl
My girl
Talkin’ ‘bout my girl
My girl
Talkin’ ‘bout .. my girl
Take Time To Know Her

(written by Steve Davis. From B-side 7", I Look For Love, 1982)
I found a woman one that felt like a true love
She was everything that I'd ever been dreaming of
But she was bad I didn't know when
You could see a pretty little smile that would show
W'all I knew is what I could see
I knew that I wanted her for me
I took her home to my way
Mama wanted to see my future bride
She looked at this pose
Then she took me to her side
She said son, take time to know her
Love's not an overnight thing
Take time to know her
Please don't rush into this thing
But I didn't listen to my mama
I went straight down to the church
You see I just couldn't wait to have that little girl of mine
When I got home from work
The preacher was there
So was my future bride
He looked at this pose
Then he took me to his side
He said son, take time to know her
Love's not an overnight thing
Take time to know her
Please don't rush into this thing
Well it seemed like everything was gonna turn out allright
Until I happened to come home just a little bit earlier from work
And there she was just kissin' another man
I know what mama meant when she tok me by the hand
He said son, take time to know her
Love's not an overnight thing
Take time to know her
Please don't rush into this thing
Take time to know her
I said, take time to know her
Thank Someone
(duet with Amy Grant. From the album Free To Be A Family, Marlo Thomas & Friends, 1988)
Mom put down the paper
Just to help me find my shoes
Kim likes chocolate donuts
So her cousin gave her two
Grandpa played with Julio
Took him to the park
If you forgot to thank someone
Say thank you in the dark
CHORUS:
Thank the Lord
Thank the Son
Most of all thank someone
Like the stars high above
One for everyone you love
Rich wrote a funny song
To Jack and Eleanor
Ed brought Andy comics
When he had to stay indoors
And Mrs. Rose went to Dana
When she waited out to deep
If you forgot to thank someone
Say thank them in your sleep
CHORUS
Friends are like a family
Families are like friends
All the world's your family
The chain will never end
When the night is lonely
And you're feeling miles apart
If you forgot to thank someone
Say thank you in your heart
CHORUS TWICE
The Same Thing
(written by Muddy Waters. From the tribute album A Tribute To Muddy Waters.)
Make a man go crazy, a woman wear her dress so tight
Make a man go crazy, a woman wear her dress so tight
Must be the same thing make a tom cat fight all night.
Make you feel so good when your baby get her evening gown
Make you feel so good when your baby get her evening gown
Must be the same thing make a preacher lay his bible down.
Woah that same thing,
Woah that same thing,
Tell me who is to blame,
Whole world fighting about that same thing.
What makes all these men chase a big leg woman down,
What makes all these men chase a big leg woman down,
Must be the same thing make a poor dog a hurtin' hound.
Woah that same thing,
Woah that same thing,
Tell me who is to blame,
Whole world fighting about that same thing.
Oh that same thing,
Woah that same thing,
Tell me who is to blame,
Whole world fighting about that same thing.
Too Close
(written by James Dickinson & Ry Cooder.
From the soundtrack Alamo Bay, 1985, Slash Records/
Warner Bros 7599-25311-1)
I'm dancing with my baby
Like a brand new pair of cheap shoes
The kind that don't last as long as they should
You wear 'em out fast when it starts feeling blue
To be close almost too close
CHORUS:
Not falling apart just trying to leave
Looks like a razor won't fit in between
I'm dancing so close to my baby
and the whole world just turned upside down
No second chance is still worth a try
to kiss my lone aspirations goodbye
Make no mistake it's a cold cheating game
Your heart starts to break you know who's to blame
when we're close - almost too close
Not falling apart just trying to leave
Looks like a razor won't fit in between
When Something Is Wrong With My Baby
(written by Isaac Hayes & David Porter, originally recorded by Sam & Dave, 1967 (Stax single #210))
When something is wrong with my baby
Something is wrong with me
And if I know she's worried
Then I would feel that same misery
We've been through so much together
We stand as one and that's what makes it better
When something is wrong with my baby
Something is wrong with me
Just what she means to me, now
Oh you just wouldn't, you just wouldn't understand
People can't say she's no good
But oh she's my woman and I know I'm her man
And if she's got a problem
Oh oh I know, I know I've got to help her solve 'em
When something is wrong with my baby
Something is wrong with me
Sing it again
When something is wrong with my baby
Something is wrong with me
...
Wild World
(written by Cat Stevens,
original song on Tea For The Tillerman,
A&M 1970)
Now that I've lost everything to you
You say you wanna start something new
And it's breaking my heart you're leaving
Baby I'm grievin'
But if you want to leave take good care
Hope you have a lot of nice things to wear
But then a lot of nice things turn bad out there
CHORUS:
Oh baby baby it's a wild world
It's hard to get by just upon a smile
Oh baby baby it's a wild world
I'll always remember you like a child, girl
You know I've seen a lot of what the world can do
And it's breaking my heart In two
Because I never want to see you sad girl
Don't be a bad girl
But if you want to leave take good care
Hope you make a lot of nice friends out there
But just remember there's a lot of bad out there
CHORUS
Baby I love you
But if you want to leave take good care
Hope you make a lot of nice friends out there
But just remember there's a lot of bad out there
CHORUS