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ROLLING STONE's song lyics 1967-69

 


LET'S SPEND THE NIGHT TOGETHER

Jagger, Richards

My, My, My, My
Don't you worry 'bout what's on your mind, Oh my
I'm in no hurry I can take my time, Oh my
I'm going red and my tongue's getting, tied tongues's getting tied
I'm off my head and my mouth's getting dry
I'm high, But I try, try, try, Oh my
Let's spend the night together
Now I need you more than ever
Let's spend the night together now

I feel so strong that I can't disguise, oh my
Let's spend the night together
But I just can't apologize, oh no
Let's spend the night together
Don't hang me up just to let me down, don't let me down
We could have fun just groovin' around around and around
Let's spend the night together Now I need you more than ever
Let's spend the night together

Let's spend the night together
Now I need you more than ever
You know I'm smiling baby 
You need some guiding baby

Now I need you more than ever
Let's spend the night together
Let's spend the night together now

This doesn't happen to me ev'ryday, oh my
Let's spend the night together
No excuses offered anyway, oh my
Let's spend the night together
I'll satisfy your every need, every need
And I now know you will satisfy me 
Let's spend the night together
Now I need you more than ever
Let's spend the night together now

RUBY TUESDAY
Jagger, Richards

She would never say where she came from
Yesterday don't matter if it's gone
While the sun is bright or in the darkest night
No one knows
She comes and goes
Goodbye Ruby Tuesday, who could hang a name on you?
When you change with every new day
Still I'm gonna miss you

Don't question why she needs to be so free
She'll tell you it's the only way to be
She just can't be chained to a
life where nothing's gained and nothing's lost at such a cost
Goodbye Ruby Tuesday, who could hang a name on you?
When you change with every new day
Still I'm gonna miss you

There's no time to lose I heard her say
Catch your dreams before they slip away
Dying all the time
Lose your dreams and you will lose your mind
Ain't life unkind
Goodbye Ruby Tuesday, who could hang a name on you?
When you change with every new day
Still I'm gonna miss you
Goodbye Ruby Tuesday, who could hang a name on you?
When you change with every new day
Still I'm gonna miss you

 

 

2000 LIGHT YEARS
FROM HOME

Jagger, Richards

Sun turning round with graceful motion
We're setting off with soft explosion
Bound for a star with fiery ocean

It's so very lonely
You're a hundred light years from home

Freezing red deserts turn to dark
Energy here in every part

It's so very lonely
You're 600 light years from home

It's so very lonely
You're a thousand light years from home

Bell flight 14, you now can land
See you on Aldebaran
Safe from the green desert sand

It's so very lonely
You're 2000 light years from home

 

Recorded: August & September 1967 at Olympic Studios
Drums: Charlie Watts
Bass / Synthesizer: Bill Wyman
Electric guitars: Keith Richards
Lead vocal / Maracas: Mick Jagger
Backing vocals: Mick Jagger & Keith Richards
Piano: Nicky Hopkins
Mellotron: Brian Jones
Claves: Eddie Kramer

 

SHE'S A RAINBOW
Jagger, Richards

 

She comes in colors everywhere
She combs her hair

She's like a rainbow
Coming, colors in the air
Oh everywhere
She comes in colors

Have you seen her dressed in blue
Seen the sky in front of you?
And her face is like a sail, speck of white so fair and pale
Have you seen a lady fairer?

Have you seen her all in gold?
Like a queen in days of old
She shoots colors all around like a sunset going down
Have you seen a lady fairer?

 

 


Recorded: May 1967 at Olympic Studios
Drums: Charlie Watts
Bass : Bill Wyman
Acoustic guitar: Keith Richards
Lead vocal / Congas: Mick Jagger
Backing vocals: Mick Jagger & Keith Richards
Piano: Nicky Hopkins
Mellotron / Tambourine: Brian Jones

Strings (& brass): Unknown


JUMPIN' JACK FLASH

Jagger, Richards

I was born in a cross-fire hurricane
And I howled at my ma in the driving rain
But it's all right now, in fact it's a gas
But it's all right, I'm Jumpin' Jack Flash
It's a gas, gas, gas

I was raised by a toothless, bearded hag
I was schooled with a strap right across my back
But it's all right now, in fact it's a gas
But it's all right, I'm Jumpin' Jack Flash
It's a gas, gas, gas

I was drowned, I was washed up and left for dead
I fell down to my feet and saw they bled
I frowned at the crumbs and a crust of bread
I was crowned with a spike right through my head
But it's all right now, in fact it's a gas
But it's all right, I'm Jumpin' Jack Flash
It's a gas, gas, gas
Jumpin' Jack Flash, it's a gas

 

CHILD OF THE MOON
Jagger, Richards

The wind blows rain into my face
The sun glows at the end of the highway
Child of the moon, rub your rainy eyes
Oh, child of the moon
Give me a wide-awake crescent-shaped smile

She shivers, by the light she is hidden
She flickers like a lamp lady vision
Child of the moon, rub your rainy eyes
Child of the moon
Give me a wide-awake crescent-shaped smile

The first car on the foggy road riding
The last star for my lady is pining
Oh, child of the moon, bid the sun arise
Oh, child of the moon
Give me a misty day, pearly gray, silver, silky faced,
Wide-awake crescent-shaped smile


STREET FIGHTING MAN
Jagger, Richards

Ev'rywhere I hear the sound of marching, charging feet, oh boy
'Cause summer's here and the time is right for fighting in the street, oh boy

But what can a poor boy do
Except to sing for a rock 'n' roll band
'Cause in sleepy London town
There's just no place for a street fighting man
No

Hey! Think the time is right for a palace revolution
But where I live the game to play is compromise solution
Well, then what can a poor boy do
Except to sing for a rock 'n' roll band
'Cause in sleepy London town
There's no place for a street fighting man
No

Hey! Said my name is called disturbance
I'll shout and scream, I'll kill the king, I'll rail at all his servants
Well, what can a poor boy do
Except to sing for a rock 'n' roll band
'Cause in sleepy London town
There's no place for a street fighting man
No


SYMPATHY FOR THE DEVIL
Jagger, Richards

Please allow me to introduce myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste
I've been around for a long long year stolen many a man's soul and faith
I was around Jesus Christ had his moment of doubt and pain
Made damn sure that Pilate washed his hands and sealed his fate
Please to meet you hope your guess my name
But what's puzzling you is the nature of my game

Stuck around St. Petersburg when I saw it was a time for a change
Killed the Tzar and his ministers; Anastaria screamed in vain
I rode a tank held a gen'rals rank when the blitzkrieg
raged and the bodies stank
Please to meet you hope your guess my name, oh yeah
Ah what's puzzling you is the nature of my game, oh yeah

I watched the glee while your kings and queens fought for
ten decades for the Gods they made
I shouted out "who killed the Kennedy's?" when after all it was you and me
Let me please introduce myself I'm a man of wealth and taste
And I lay traps for troubadors who get killed before they reach Bombay

Please to meet you hope you guess my name, oh yeah
But what's puzzling you is the nature of my game, oh yeah

Please to meet you hope you guess my name
But what's confusin you is just the nature of my game

Just as every cop is a criminal
And all the sinners saints
As heads is tails
Just call me Lucifer
'Cause I'm in need of some restraint

So if you meet me Have some courtesy
Have some sympathy, and some taste
Use all your well-learned politesse
Or I'll lay your soul to waste, um yeah

Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, um yeah
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, um mean it, get down

Woo, who
Oh yeah, get on down
Oh yeah
Oh yeah!
Tell me baby, what's my name
Tell me honey, can ya guess my name
Tell me baby, what's my name
I tell you one time, you're to blame

oh, who
woo, woo
Woo, who
Woo, woo
Woo, who, who
Woo, who, who
Oh, yeah

What's my name
Tell me, baby, what's my name
Tell me, sweetie, what's my name

Woo, who, who
Woo, who, who
Woo, who, who
Woo, who, who
Woo, who, who
Woo, who, who
Oh, yeah
Woo woo
Woo woo

PRODIGAL SON
Reverand Robert Wilkins

Well, a poor boy took his father's bread and started down the road
Started down the road
Took all he had and started down the road
Went out of his world, where God only knows
And that'll be the way to get along

Well, poor boy spent all he had, famine swept the land
Famine swept the land
Spent all he had and famine swept the land
Said, I believe I'll go and hire me to some man
And that'll be the way to get along

Well, man said, I'll give you a job for to feed my swine
For to feed my swine
I'll give you a job for to feed my swine
Boy stood there and hung his head and cried
 'Cause that is no way to get along

Said, I believe I'll ride, believe I'll go back home
Believe I'll go back home
Believe I'll ride, believe I'll go back home
Or down the road as far as I can go
And that'll be the way to get along

Well, father said see my son coming home to me
Coming home to me
Father ran and fell down on his knees
Said, sing and praise, lord have mercy on me
They said

Oh, poor boy stood there, hung his head and cried
Hung his head and cried
Poor boy stood there, hung his head and cried
Said, father will you look on me as a child
Yeah

Well, father said, eldest son
Kill the fatted calf, call the family round
Kill that calf and call the family round
My son was lost but now he is found
But that's the way for us to get along

STRAY CAT BLUES
Jagger, Richards

Yeah, cat's on (...)

I hear the click-clack of your feet on the stairs
I know you're no scare-eyed honey
There'll be a feast if you just come upstairs

But (That's) it's no hanging matter
It's no capital crime

I can see that you're 15 years old
No I don't want your I.D.
And I can see that you're so far from home

Oh yeah, you're a strange stray cat
Oh yeah, don't you scratch like that
Oh yeah, you're a strange stray cat
I bet your mama don't know you scream like that
I bet your mama don't know you can spit like that

You look so (...) and so lost from home
But you don't really miss your mother
Don't look so scared, I'm not no mad brained bear

Oh yeah

I bet your mama don't know that you scratch like that
I bet she don't know you can bite like that

You say you've got a friend, that she's wilder than you
Why don't you bring her upstairs?
If she's so wild, then she can join in too

I bet your mama don't know you can bite like that
I bet she never saw you scratch my back

 


Recorded: April-May 1968 at Olympic Sound Studios, London

Drums: Charlie Watts
Bass: Bill Wyman
Electric guitars: Keith Richards
Vocal: Mick Jagger
Piano: Nicky Hopkins
Mellotron: Brian Jones
Congas: Rocky Dijon


HONKY TONK WOMEN
Jagger, Richards

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 in roses
She blew my nose nad then she blew my mind

It's the Honky Tonk Women
Gimme, Gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues
Alright

It's the Honky Tonk Women
Gimme, Gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues


YOU CAN'T ALWAYS GET
WHAT YOU WANT
Jagger, Richards

I saw her today at the reception
A glass of wine in her hand
I knew she would meet her connection
At her feet was a footloose man

No, you can't always get what you want
You can't always get what you want
You can't always get what you want
But if you try sometime you find
You get what you need

I saw her today at the reception
A glass of wine in her hand
I knew she was gonna meet her connection
At her feet was a footloose man

You can't always get what you want
You can't always get what you want
You can't always get what you want
But if you try sometimes well you might find
You get what you need

And I went down to the demonstration
To get my fair share of abuse
Singing, We're gonna vent our frustration
If we don't we're gonna blow a 50-amp fuse

You can't always get what you want
You can't always get what you want
You can't always get what you want
But if you try sometimes well you just might find
You get what you need

I went down to the Chelsea drugstore
To get your prescription filled
I was standing in line with Mr. Jimmy
And man, did he look pretty ill
We decided that we would have a soda
My favorite flavor, cherry red
I sung my song to Mr. Jimmy
Yeah, and he said one word to me, and that was dead
I said to him

You can't always get what you want
You can't always get what you want

You can't always get what you want
But if you try sometimes you just might find
You get what you need

You get what you need, yeah, oh baby

I saw her today at the reception
In her glass was a bleeding man
She was practiced at the art of deception
Well I could tell by her blood-stained hands

You can't always get what you want
You can't always get what you want
You can't always get what you want
But if you try sometimes you just might find
You just might find
You get what you need

You can't always get what you want
You can't always get what you want
You can't always get what you want
But if you try sometimes you just might find
You just might find
You get what you need

MIDNIGHT RAMBLER
Jagger, Richards

(Oh yeah
I'm a-talkin' 'bout the midnight rambler
Everybody got to go)

A-talkin' 'bout the midnight rambler
And everybody got to go

Well I'm a-talkin' 'bout the midnight rambler
The one you never seen before
I'm sighin' down the wind so sadly
A-listen and you'll hear me moan
Well I'm a talkin' 'bout the midnight gambler
And everybody got to go
(yeah c'mon)

Talkin' 'bout the midnight gambler
The one you never seen before
I'm talkin' 'bout the midnight rambler
Did you see me jump the garden wall
I don't give you a hoot of warning
A-dressed up in my black cat cloak
I don't see the light of the morning
I'll split the time the cock'rel crows

I'm tellin' 'bout the midnight rambler
Well, honey, it's no rock 'n' roll show
Well, I'm a-talkin' 'bout the midnight gambler
and everybody got to go

Oh, don't do that. Oh, don't do that. Oh, don't do that

Well, you heard about the Boston...
Honey, it's not one of those
Talkin' 'bout the midnight... shit!
Did you see me jump bedroom door...
I'm called the hit and run raper, in anger
Or just a knife sharpened, tippy toe...
Or just a shoot 'em dead, brainbell jongleur

If you ever meet the midnight rambler
And he's prowlin' down your marble hall
And he's pouncin' like a proud black panther
You should say, I told you so
If you listen for the midnight rambler
Play it easy, easy, as you go
I'll go smash down all your plate glass windows
Put my fist through your stairway doors

Well I'm a-talki n' bout the midnight rambler
The one you never seen before
Well I'm a-talkin' bout the midnight rambler
And did you see me jump your garden wall
And if you ever catch the Midnight Rambler
Steal your mistress from under your nose
Go easy with your cold fanged anger
I'll stick my knife right down your throat baby, and it hurts

 


GIMME SHELTER

Jagger, Richards

Oh, a storm is threat'ning my very life today
If I don't get some shelter, oh yeah I'm gonna fade away
War, children, it's just a shot away, it's just a shot away
War, children, it's just a shot away, it's just a shot away

See the fire is sweeping our very street today
Burns like a red coal carpet, mad bull lost its way
War, children, it's just a shot away, it's just a shot away
War, children, it's just a shot away, it's just a shot away

Rape, murder, it's just a shot away, it's just a shot away
Rape, murder, it's just a shot away, it's just a shot away
Rape, murder, it's just a shot away, it's just a shot away

Mm the floods is threat'ning my very life today
Gimme, gimme shelter or I'm gonna fade away
War, children, it's just a shot away, it's just a shot away

I tell you
Love, sister, it's just a kiss away, it's just a kiss away
It's just a kiss away, it's just a kiss away


LIVE WITH ME
Jagger, Richards

I got nasty habits, I take tea at three
Yes, and the meat I eat for dinner
Must be hung up for a week
My best friend, he shoots water rats
And feeds them to his geese
Don'cha think there's a place for you
In between the sheets?

Come on now, honey
We can build a home for three
Come on now, honey
Don't you wanna live with me?

And there's a score of harebrained children
They're all locked in the nursery
They got earphone heads they got dirty necks
They're so 20th century
Well they queue up for the bathroom
'Round about 7:35
Don'cha think we need a woman's touch to make it come alive?

You'd look good pram pushing
Down the high street
Come on now, honey
Don't you wanna live with me?

Whoa, the servants they're so helpful, dear
The cook she is a whore
Yes, the butler has a place for her
Behind the pantry door
The maid, she's French, she's got no sense
She's wild for Crazy Horse
And when she strips, the chauffeur flips
The footman's eyes get crossed

Don'cha think there's a place for us
Right across the street
Don'cha think there's a place for you,
In between the sheets? 

 

 

Album: Let it Bleed
Recorded: May & October/November 1969 at Olympic Studios / Sunset Sound & Elektra Studios, L A

Drums: Charlie Watts
Bass: Keith Richards
Electric guitars: Keith Richards & Mick Taylor
Lead vocal : Mick Jagger
Backing vocals: Keith Richards
Piano: Nicky Hopkins & Leon Rossell
Sax: Bobby Keys


MONKEY MAN
Jagger, Richards

I'm a fleabit peanut monkey
All my friends are junkies
That's not really true
I'm a cold Italian pizza
I could use a lemon squeezer
Would you do?

But I've been bit and I've been tossed around
By every she-rat in this town
Have you, babe?

Well, I am just a monkey man
I'm glad you are a monkey woman too
I was bitten by a boar
I was gouged and I was gored
But I pulled it on through
Yes, I'm a sack of broken eggs
I always have an unmade bed

Well, I hope we're not too messianic
Or a trifle too satanic
We love to play the blues Don't you?


Well I am just a monkey man
I'm glad you are a monkey, monkey woman too, babe
I'm a monkey
I'm a monkey
I'm a monkey man
I'm a monkey man
I'm a monkey...



LOVE IN VAIN
Robert Johnson

Well I followed her to the station
With a suitcase in my hand
Yeah, I followed her to the station
With a suitcase in my hand
Whoa, it's hard to tell, it's hard to tell
When all your love's in vain

When the train come in the station
I looked her in the eye
Well the train come in the station
And I looked her in the eye
Whoa, I felt so sad so lonesome
That I could not help but cry

When the train left the station
It had two lights on behind
Yeah, when the train left the station
It had two lights on behind
Whoa, the blue light was my baby
And the red light was my mind

All my love was in vain
All my love's in vain

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