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ROLLING STONE's song lyics 1970-95

 


BROWN SUGAR

Jagger, Richards

Gold coast slave ship bound for cotton fields
Sold in a market down in New Orleans
Scarred old slaver know he doin' alright
Hear him whip the woman just around midnight
Brown Sugar how come you taste so good
Aha Brown Sugar just like a young girl should Ahuh

Drums beating cold English blood runs hot
Lady of the house wond'rin where its gonna stop
House boy knows that he's doing alright
You should a heard him just around midnight
Ah Brown Sugar how come you taste so good
Aha Brown Sugar just like a young girl should Ahuh
Ah Brown Sugar how come you taste so good
Aha Brown Sugar just like a black girl should Ahuh

I bet your mama was a tent show queen
And all her boyfriends were sweet sixteen
I'm no schoolboy bu t I know what I like
You should have heard me just around midnight
Brown Sugar how come you taste so good
Aha Brown Sugar just like a young girl should Ahuh

I said yeah, yeah, yeah oh
How come you taste so good

I said yeah, yeah, yeah oh
Just like a just like a black girl should

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WILD HORSES
Jagger, Richards

Childhood living is easy to do
The things you wanted I bought them for you
Graceless lady you know who I am
You know I can't let you slide through my hands

Wild horses couldn't drag me away
Wild, wild horses, couldn't drag me away

I watched you suffer a dull aching pain
Now you've decided to show me the same
No sweeping exits or offstage lines
Could make me feel bitter or treat you unkind

Wild horses couldn't drag me away
Wild, wild horses, couldn't drag me away

I know I've dreamed you a sin and a lie
I have my freedom but I don't have much time
Faith has been broken, tears must be cried
Let's do some living after we die

Wild horses couldn't drag me away
Wild, wild horses, we'll ride them some day

Wild horses couldn't drag me away
Wild, wild horses, we'll ride them some day

 

 

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


CAN'T YOU HEAR ME KNOCKING

Jagger, Richards

Yeah, you got satin shoes
Yeah, you got fancy boots
Y'all got cocaine eyes
Yeah, you got speed freak jive

Can't you hear me knockin' on your window
Can't you hear me knockin' on your door
Can't you hear me knockin' down the dirty street

Hey, help me baby,
I ain't no stranger
Help me baby,
I ain't no stranger
Help me baby,
I ain't no stranger

Can't you hear me knockin' when you're safe asleep
Can't you hear me knockin' down the gas light street
Can't you hear me knockin' throw me down the keys

Allright now
Hear me ringing big bells toll
Hear me singing soft and low
been begging on my knees
I've been kickin' Help me please

Hear me prowlin I'm gonna take you down
Hear me growlin', yeah I've got flatted feet
Now, now, now hear me howlin'
I'm all around your street now hear me knockin'
I'm around your town



DEAD FLOWERS

Jagger, Richards

Well, when you're sitting there in your silk upholstered chair
Talking to some rich folks that you know
Well I hope you won't see me in my ragged company
You know I could never be alone

Take me down little Susie, take me down
I know you think you're the Queen of the Underground
And you can send me dead flowers every morning
Send me dead flowers by the mail
Send me dead flowers to my wedding
And I won't forget to put roses on your grave

Well, when you're sitting back in your rose pink Cadillac
Making bets on Kentucky Derby Day
I'll be in my basement room with a needle and a spoon
And another girl to take my pain away

Take me down little Susie, take me down
I know you think you're the Queen of the Underground
And you can send me dead flowers every morning 
Send me dead flowers by the mail
Send me dead flowers to my wedding
And I won't forget to put roses on your grave

Take me down little Susie, take me down
I know you think you're the Queen of the Underground
And you can send me dead flowers every morning 
Send me dead flowers by the US mail
Say it with dead flowers at my wedding
And I won't forget to put roses on your grave
No I won't forget to put roses on your grave

 


SWAY
Jagger, Richards

One, two, three, four.

Did you ever wake up to find
A day that broke up your mind
Destroyed your notion of circular time

It's just that demon life has got you in its sway
It's just that demon life has got you in its sway

Ain't flinging tears out on the dusty ground
For all my friends out on the burial ground
Can't stand the feeling getting so brought down

It's just that demon life has got me in its sway
It's just that demon life has got me in its sway

There must be ways to find out
Love is the way they say is really strutting out

One day I woke up to find
Right in the bed next to mine
Someone that broke me up with a corner of her smile, yeah

It's just that demon life has got me in its sway
It's just that demon life has got me in its sway
It's just that demon life has got me in its sway
It's just that demon life has got me
It's just that demon life has got me

 

BITCH
Jagger, Richards

I'm feeling so tired
Can't understand it
Just had a fortnight's sleep

I'm feeling so tired
and so distracted
aint touched a thing all week

I'm feeling drunk
Juiced up and sloppy
aint touched a drink all night


I'm feeling hungry
Can't see the reason
Just had a horse meat pie
Yeah, when you call my name
I salivate like a pavlov dog
Yeah, when you lay me out
My heart starts beating like a big bass drum
Yeah you got to mix it
You got to fix it
must be love <

It's a bitch!
Sometime's I'm sexy
move like a stud
Kicking the stall all nigh
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YOU GOTTA MOVE
Fred McDowell and Rev. Gary Davis

You gotta move
You gotta move
You gotta move, child
You gotta move
Oh, when the Lord gets ready
You gotta move

You may be high
You may be low
You may be rich, child
You may be poor
But when the Lord gets ready
You gotta move

You see that woman
Who walks the street
You see that police
Upon his beat
But then the Lord gets ready
You gotta move

You gotta move


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

SHINE A LIGHT
Jagger, Richards

Saw you stretched out in room ten-o-nine
With a smile on your face and a tear right in your eye
Oh, couldn't seem to get a line on you
My sweet honey love

Berber jewelry jangling down the street
Make you shut your eyes at every woman that you meet
Could not seem to get high on you
My, my sweet honey love

May the good Lord shine a light on you
(Yeah) Make every song your favorite tune
May the good Lord shine a light on you
(Yeah) Warm like the evening sun

Well you're drunk in the alley, baby, with your clothes all torn
And your late night friends leave you in the cold gray dawn
There just seemed too many flies on you
I just can't brush them off

Angels beating all their wings in time
With smiles on their faces and a gleam right in their eye
Oh, thought I heard one sigh for you
Come on up, come on up now, come on up now

Yeah

Come on up now...
Come on up

Yeah, yeah, yeah...


Recorded: July 1970, December 1971 - March 1972
at Olympic Sound Studios, London & Sunset Sound Studios, L A

Drums: Jimmy Miller
Bass : Mick Taylor 0r Bill Wyman
Guitar: Mick Taylor
Lead vocal: Mick Jagger
Backing vocals: Clydie King, Joe Green,
Venetta Field & Jesse Kirkland
Piano / Organ : Billy Preston

 

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TUMBLING DICE

Jagger, Richards

Women think I'm tasty, but they're always tryin' to waste me
and make me burn the candle right down,
but baby, baby, I don't need no jewels in my crown.
'Cause all you women is low down gamblers,
cheatin' like I don't know how,
but baby, baby, there's fever in the funk house now.
This low down bitchin' got my poor feet a itchin',
you know you know the duece is still wild.

Baby, I can't stay, you got to roll me
and call me the tumblin' dice.
Always in a hurry, I never stop to worry,
don't you see the time flashin' by.


Honey, got no money,
I'm all sixes and sevens and nines .
Say now, baby, I'm the rank outsider,
you can be my partner in crime.

But baby, I can't stay,
you got to roll me and call me the tumblin',
roll me and call me the tumblin' dice.
Oh, my, my, my, I'm the lone crap shooter,
playin' the field ev'ry night.
Baby, can't stay,
you got to roll me and call me the tumblin' (dice),
roll me and call me the tumblin' (Got to roll me.) dice.
Got to roll me. Got to roll me.

 


ALL DOWN THE LINE

Jagger, Richard
s

Yeah, heard the diesel drumming all down the line.
Oh, heard the wires a humming all down the line.
Yeah, hear the women sighing all down the line.
Oh, hear the children crying all down the line.
(All down the line.) We'll be watching out for trouble, yeah.
(All down the line.) And we'd better keep the motor running, yeah.
(All down the line.) Well, you can't say yes and you can't say no,
just be right there when the whistle blows.

I need a sanctified girl with a sanctified mind to help me now.
Yeah, all the people singing all down the line.
Mmmm, watch the men all working, working, yeah. (All down the line.)
(All down the line.) We're gonna open up the throttle yeah.
(All down the line.) We're gonna bust another bottle, yeah.
(All down the line.)
I need a shot of salvation, baby, once in a while.
Hear the whistle blowing, hear it for a thousand miles.
(All down the line.) We're gonna open up the throttle, yeah.
All down the line, We're gonna bust another bottle, yeah.
Well you can't say yes, and you can't say no,
just be right there when the whistle blows.
I need a sanctified mind to help me out right now.
Be my little baby for a while.
Won't you be my little baby for a while?

 

SWEET BLACK ANGEL
Jagger, Richards

Got a sweet black angel,
got a pin up girl,
got a sweet black angel,
up upon my wall.
Well, she ain't no singer
and she ain't no star,
but she sure talk good,
and she move so fast.
But the gal in danger,
yeah, de gal in chains,
but she keep on pushin',
would ya take her place?
She countin' up de minutes,
she countin' up de days,
She's a sweet black angel, woh,
not a sweet black slave.
Ten little niggers
sittin' on de wall,
her brothers been a fallin',
fallin' one by one.
For a judges murder
in a judges court,
now de judge he gonna judge her
for all dat he's worth.
Well de gal in danger,
de gal in chains,
but she keep on pushin'
would you do the same?

 

She countin' up de minutes,
she countin' up de days,
she's a sweet black angel,
not a gun toting teacher,
not a Red lovin' school mom,
ain't someone gonna free her,
free de sweet black slave,
free de sweet black slave.


HAPPY
Jagger, Richards

Well I never kept a dollar past sunset,
It always burned a hole in my pants.
Never made a school mama happy,
Never blew a second chance.

I need a love to keep me happy,
I need a love to keep me happy.
Baby, baby keep me happy.
Baby, baby keep me happy.

Always took candy from strangers,
Didn't wanna get me no trade.
Never want to be like papa,
Working for the boss ev'ry night and day.

I need a love to keep me happy,
I need a love, baby won't ya keep me happy.
Baby, won't ya keep me happy.
Baby, please keep me
I need a love to keep me happy,
I need a love to keep me happy.
Baby, baby keep me happy.
Baby, baby keep me happy.

Never got a flash out of cocktails,
When I got some flesh off the bone.
Never got a lift out of Lear jets,
When I can fly way back home.

I need a love to keep me happy,
I need a love to keep me happy.
Baby, baby keep me happy.
Baby, baby keep me happy

 

TORN AND FRAYED
Jagger, Richards

Hey let him follow you down,
Way underground wind and he's bound.
Bound to follow you down,
Just a dead beat right off the street.
Bound to follow you down.
Well the ballrooms and smelly bordellos
And dressing rooms filled with parasites.
On stage the band has got problems,
They're a bag of nerves on first nights.
He ain't tied down to no home town,
Yeah, and he thought he was wreckless.
You think he's bad, he thinks you're mad,
Yeah, and the guitar player gets restless.

And his coat is torn and frayed,
It's seen much better days.
Just as long as the guitar plays
Let it steal your heart away,
Let it steal your heart away.

Joe's got a cough, sounds kind a rough,
Yeah, and the codeine to fix it.
Doctor prescribes, drug store supplies,
Who's gonna help him to kick it

Well his coat is torn and frayed,
It`s seen much better days.
Just as long as the guitar plays
Let it steal your heart away,
Let it steal your heart away.

 

 

ROCKS OFF
Jagger, Richards

Oh yeah!

I hear you talking when I'm on the street,
Your mouth don't move but I can hear you speak.
What's the matter with the boy?
He don't come around no more,
Is he checking out for sure?
Is he gonna close the door on me?

I'm always hearing voices on the street,
I want to shout, but I can't hardly speak.
I was making love last night
To a dancer friend of mine.
I can't seem to stay in step,
'Cause she come ev'ry time that she pirouettes over me.

And I only get my rocks off while I'm dreaming,
I only get my rocks off while I'm sleeping.

I'm zipping through the days at lightning speed.
Plug in, flush out and fire the fuckin' feed.
Heading for the overload,
Splattered on the dirty road,
Kick me like you've kicked before,
I can't even feel the pain no more.

But I only get my rocks off while I'm dreaming, (only get them off)
I only get my rocks off while I'm sleeping.

Feel so hypnotized, can't describe the scene.
Its all mesmerized all that inside me.
The sunshine bores the daylights out of me.
Chasing shadows moonlight mystery.
Headed for the overload,
Splattered on the dirty road,
Kick me like you've kicked before,
I can't even feel the pain no more.

But I only get my rocks off while I'm dreaming (only get them off, get them off),
I only get my rocks off while I'm sleeping (only get them off, get them off).

 




ANGIE

Jagger, Richards

Oh, Angie, Oh, Angie when will these dark clouds disappear
Angie, Angie, where will it lead us from here
With no loving in our souls, and no money in our coats
You can't say we're satisfied
But Angie, Angie, you can't say we never tried

Angie your beautiful, but ain't it time we said goodbye
Angie, I still love you, remember all those nights we cried
All the dreams we held so close seemed to all go up in smoke
Let me whisper in your ear
Angie, Angie, where will it lead us from here
Oh, Angie, don't you weep, all your kisses still taste sweet
I hate that sadness in your eyes
But Angie, Angie, ain't it time we said goodbye

With no loving in our souls, and no money in our coats
You can't say we're satisfied
But Angie, I still love you baby, everywhere I look I see your eyes
There ain't a woman that comes close to you, come on baby, dry your eyes

But Angie, Angie, ain't it good to be alive
Angie, Angie, they can't say we never tried



SILVER TRAIN
Jagger, Richards

Silver train is a comin',
think I'm gonna get on now, oh, yeah.
Silver train is a comin',
think I wanna get on now, oh, yeah, oh, yeah.

Silver rain is a fallin',
fallin' up around my house, oh, yeah,
silver rain is a fallin', fallin' up around my house, oh, yeah, oh, yeah.

And I did not know her name,
and I did not know her name,
but I sure love the way that she laughed and took my money.
And I did not know her name,
and I did not know her name,
but I sure loved the way that she laughed and called me Honey.

Silver rain is a fallin',
fallin' up around my house, oh, yeah,
Silver belles is a ringin',
ringin' all around my house, ding, dong, oh, yeah.

And I did not know her name,
and I did not know her name,
but I sure loved the way that she laughed and took my money,
And I did not know her name,
and I did not know her name,
but I sure loved the way that she laughed and called me Honey.



I'm going home on a south bound train with a song in my mouth,
I'm going home on a south bound train with a song in my mouth.

Silver train is a runnin',
think I'm gonna get on now, oh, yeah,
Silver train is a comin',
think I'm gonna get on now, oh, yeah.

And I did not know her name,
and I did not know her name,
but I sure loved the way that she laughed and took my money,
And I did not know her name,
and I did not know her name,
but I sure loved the way that she laughed and called me Honey.

Silver train is a comin',
think I'm gonna get on now, oh, yeah.
Silver train is a comin',
think I'm gonna get on board, oh, yeah.

STAR STAR
Jagger, Richards

Baby, baby, I've been so sad since you've been gone
Way back to New York City
Where you do belong

Honey, I missed your two tongue kisses
Legs wrapped around me tight
If I ever get back to Fun City, girl
I'm gonna make you scream all night

Honey, honey, call me on the telephone
I know you're movin' out to Hollywood
With your can of tasty foam
All those beat up friends of mine
Got to get you in their books
And lead guitars and movie stars
Get their toes beneath your hook

Yeah! You're a star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star
Yeah, a star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star
A star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker star

Yeah, I heard about you Polaroid's
Now that's what I call obscene>
Your tricks with fruit was kind a cute
I bet you keep your pussy clean

Honey, I miss your two tone kisses
Legs wrapped around me tight
If I ever get back to New York, girl
Gonna make you scream all night

Yeah! You're a star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star
Yeah, a star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star
A star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker star

Yeah, Ali McGraw got mad with you
For givin' head to Steve McQueen
Yeah, and me we made a pretty pair
Fallin' through the Silver Screen

Honey, I'm open to anything
I don't know where to draw the line
Yeah, I'm makin' bets that you gonna get
(You man) before he dies
(John Wayne)

Yeah! You're a star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star
Yeah, a star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star
A star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker star

 

HEARTBREAKER
Jagger, Richards

The po-lice in New York City
They chased a boy right through the park
In a case of mistaken identity
They put a bullet through his heart

Heart breakers with your forty four
I wanna tear your world apart
You heart breaker with your forty four
I wanna tear your world a part

A ten year old girl on a street corner
Sticking needles in her arm
She died in the dirt of an alleyway
Her mother said she had no chance, no chance!
Heart breaker, heart breaker
She stuck the pins right in her heart
Heart breaker, a pain maker
Stole the love right out of you heart

Oh yeah (doo, doo doo doo doo)
Oh yeah (doo doo doo, doo doo)
I wanna tear that word apart

Oh yeah (doo, doo doo doo doo)
Oh yeah (doo doo doo doo doo)
I wanna tear that word apart

Heart breaker, heart breaker
You stole the love right out of my heart
Heart breaker, heart breaker
I wanna tear your world apart

Heart breaker, heart breaker
Stole the love right out, stole the love right out

Doo, doo doo doo doo doo
Ah yeah, you shot the kid, he had no chance
Doo doo, doo doo do
Ah yeah, Ah yeah, you stuck pins right in her heart
Doo doo, doo doo do
You heart breaker, I wanna tear your world apart
Doo doo, doo doo do........

 

 


IT'S ONLY ROCK 'N' ROLL
Jagger, Richards

If I could stick my pen in my heart
I would spill it all over the stage
Would it satisfy ya, would it slide on by ya
Would you think the boy is strange? Ain't he strange?
If I could win ya, if I could sing ya
A love song so divine
Would it be enough for your cheating heart
If I broke down and cried? If I cried?
I said I know it's only rock 'n roll but I like it
I know it's only rock'n roll but I like it, like it, yes, I do
Oh, well, I like it, I like it, I like it
I said can't you see that this old boy has been lonely

If I could stick a knife in my heart
Suicide right on stage
Would it be enough for your teenage lust
Would it help to ease the pain? Ease your brain
If I could dig down deep in my heart Feelings would flood on the page
Would it satisfy ya, would it slide on by ya
Would ya think the boy's insane? He's insane
I said I know it's only rock 'n roll but I like it
I said I know it's only rock'n roll but I like it, like it, yes, I do
Oh, well, I like it, I like it, I like it
I said can't you see that this old boy has been a lonely

And do ya think that you're the only girl around
I bet you think that you're the only woman in town

I said I know it's only rock 'n roll but I like it
I said I know it's only rock 'n roll but I like it
I said I know it's only rock 'n roll but I like it, like it, yes, I do
Oh, well, I like it, I like it. I like


IF YOU CAN'T ROCK
ME
Jagger, Richards

The band's on stage and it's one of those nights, oh yeah
The drummer thinks that he is dynamite, oh yeah
You lovely ladies in your leather and lace
A thousand lips I would love to taste
I've got one heart and it hurts like hell
If you can't rock me somebody will
If you can't rock me somebody will

Now who's that black girl in the bright blue hair, oh yeah
Now don't you know that it's rude to stare, oh yeah
I'm not so green but I'm feelin' so fresh
I simply like to put her to the test
She's so alive and she's dressed to kill, but
If you can't rock me somebody will
If you can't rock me somebody will
If you can't rock me somebody will
If you can't rock me somebody will

Now I ain't lookin' for no pretty face, oh no
Or for some hooker workin' roughish trade
And there ain't nothing like a perfect mate
And I ain't lookin' for no wedding cake
But I been talkin' 'bout it much too long
I think I better sing just one more song
I've got one heart and it hurts like hell
I'm simply dying for some thrills and spills
Oh yeah

If you can't rock me
If you can't rock me, somebody will
Somebody will, somebody will
If you can't rock me
Well, well, well, well

 

 

HEY NEGRITA
Jagger, Richards

Hey Negrita, hey now
Move your body, move your mouth
Shake lady, way down south
Shake baby, in your home town

Come si chiama, what's you game?
I'm just a poor man, what's your name?
Shake your body, do it up now
Shake body, move it up now

Hey Negrita, hey now
Hey conchita, shake it up now
Bate las caderas, do it up now

Flash of gold in your ears, child
Flash of gold in your eyes
Saw the gleam in your mouth
Saw the steel in your thighs
Do it up now

Bate las caderas, do it up now
Just a momentita, not so fast
I need money, my sweet ass
Listen I'm a poor man
My pay is low
Here's one last dollar, then we go
"One last dollar," she say "I got my pride"
Going to get your boss, boy
Going to tan your hide

Hey Negrita, hey now
Hey Negrita, do it right now

 


MISS YOU

Jagger, Richards

I've been holding out so long
I've been sleeping all alone
Lord I miss you
I've been hanging on the phone
I've been sleeping all alone 
I want to kiss you

Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh
Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh
Oooh oooh oooh

Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh
Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh
Oooh oooh oooh oooh

Well, I've been haunted in my sleep
You've been starring in my dreams
Lord I miss you
I've been waiting in the hall
Been waiting on your call
When the phone rings
It's just some friends of mine that say, Hey, what's the matter man
We're gonna come around at twelve
With some Puerto Rican girls that are just dyin' to meet you
We're gonna bring a case of wine
Hey, let's go mess an d fool around
You know, like we used to

Aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah
Aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah
Aaah aaah aaah aaah

Oh everybody waits so long
Oh baby why you wait so long
Won't you come on! Come on

I've been walking Central Park
Singing after dark
People think I'm crazy
I've been stumbling on my feet
Shuffling through the street
Asking people, What's the matter with you boy

Sometimes I want to say to myself
Sometimes I say

Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh
Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh
Oooh oooh oooh

Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh
Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh

I won't miss you child

 


I guess I'm lying to myself
It's just you and no one else
Lord I won't miss you child
You've been blotting out my mind
Fooling on my time
No, I won't miss you, baby, yeah

Lord, I miss you child

Aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah
Aaah aaah a aah aaah aaah aaah aaah
Aaah aaah aaah aaah

Lord, I miss you child

Aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah
Aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah
Aaah aaah aaah aaah

Lord, I miss you child

Aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah
Aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah
Aaah aaah aaah aaah

 

FAR AWAY EYES
Jagger, Richards

 

I was driving home early Sunday morning through Bakersfield
Listening to gospel music on the colored radio station
And the preacher said "You know, you always have the Lord by your side"
And I was so pleased to be informed of this
That I ran 20 red lights in his honor
Thank you Jesus, thank you Lord

And I had an arrangement to meet a girl and I was kind of late
And I thought by the time I got there she'd be off
She'd be off with the nearest truck driver she could find
Much to my surprise, there she was sitting in the corner
A little bleary, worse for wear and tear
Was a girl with far away eyes

But I'll tell you

So if you're down on your luck and you can't harmonize (I know you all sympathize)
Find a girl with far away eyes
And if you're downright disgusted and life ain't worth a dime
Get a girl with far away eyes

Well

Well the preacher kept right on saying that all I had to do was
Send 10 dollars to the Church of the Sacred Bleeding Heart of Jesus
Located somewhere in Los Angeles, California
And next week they'd say my prayer on the radio and all my dreams would come true
So I did
The next week, I got a prayer
For the girl - well, you know what kind of eyes she got

So if you're down on your luck, I know you all sympathize
Get a girl with far away eyes

 


Recorded: October-December 1977 at Pathé Marconi Studios, Paris, France

Drums: Charlie Watts
Bass: Bill Wyman
Acoustic guitar: Keith Richards
Electric guitar: Keith Richards
Pedal steel guitar: Ron Wood
Lead vocal: Mick Jagger
Background vocals: Mick Jagger, Keith Richards & Ron Wood
Pianos: Mick Jagger & Keith Richards

 

Before They Make Me Run
Jagger, Richards

Worked the bars and sideshows along the twilight zone
Only a crowd can make you feel so alone
And it really hit home

Booze and pills and powders, you've got to choose your medicine
Well it's another goodbye to another good friend

(Well) After all is said and done
I've got to move (while) it's still (I've had my) fun
Well let me (us) (I'm going to) walk before they make me (us) run

Watch my taillights fading, there ain't a dry eye in the house
They're laughing and singing
Well they're dancing and drinking as I left town

I'm going to find my way to heaven 'cause I did my time in hell, oh yeah
I wasn't looking too good but I was feeling real well

Well after all is said and done
I didn't hide, had my fun
And I will walk before they make me run

So if it's all been said and done
I've got to move, I had my fun
Well let me walk before they make me run

I want to walk before they make me run

Before they make me run
 

 

 


Recorded: October- January-March 1978 at Pathé Marconi Studios, Paris, France

Drums: Charlie Watts
Bass: Keith Richards
Acoustic guitar: Keith Richards
Electric guitars: Keith Richards & Ron Wood
Slide electric guitar: Ron Wood
Pedal steel guitar: Ron Wood
Lead vocal: Keith Richards
Backging vocals: Mick Jagger, Keith Richards & Ron Wood


JUST MY IMAGINATION

Whitfield, Strong


I look out my window watch her as she passes by
I say to myself I'm such a lucky guy
To have a girl like her is a dream come true
And of all the girls in New York she loves me true

It was just my imagination, once again
Running away with me
It was just my imagination
Running away with me

Soon we'll be married and raise a family
Two boys for you, what about two girls for me
I tell you I am just a fellow with a one track mind
Whatever it is I want baby I seek and I shall find

I'll tell ya
It was just my imagination, once again
Running away with me
It was just my imagination
Running away with me

Every night I hope and pray
"Dear lord, hear my plea
Don't ever let another take her love from me
Or I will surely die"
Her love is ecstasy
When her arms enfold me
I hear her tender rhapsody
But in reality, she doesn't even know... me

BEAST OF BURDEN
Jagger, Richards

I'll never be your beast of burden
My back is broad but it's a hurting
All I want is for you to make love to me
I'll never be your beast of burden
I've walked for miles my feet are hurting
All I want is for you to make love to me

Am I hard enough
Am I rough enough
Am I rich enough
I'm not too blind to see

I'll never be your beast of burden
So let's go home and draw the curtains
Music on the radio
Come on baby make sweet love to me

Am I hard enough
Am I rough enough
Am I rich enough
I'm not too blind to see

Oh little sister
Pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, girl
You're a pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty girl
Pretty, pretty
Such a pretty, pretty, pretty girl
Come on baby please, please, please

I'll tell ya
You can put me out
On the street
Put me out
With no shoes on my feet
But, put me out, put me out
Put me out of misery

Yeah, all your sickness
I can suck it up
Throw it all at me
I can shrug it off
There's one thing baby
That I don't understand
You keep on telling me
I ain't your kind of man

 

Ain't I rough enough, ooh baby
Ain't I tough enough
Ain't I rich enough, in love enough
Ooh! Ooh! Please

I'll never be your beast of burden
I'll never be your beast of burde n
Never, never, never, never, never, never, never be

I'll never be your beast of burden
I've walked for miles and my feet are hurting
All I want is you to make love to me

I don't need beast of burden
I need no fussing
I need no nursing
Never, never, never, never, never, never, never be



Photo by Martin Kessel

RUN RUDOLPH RUN
Brody, Marks

yeah, c'mon
well out of all the reindeers, you know you're the mastermind whoooh
i said run, run ruldolph, santa's gettin' far behind, you know it
i said run, run rudolph, santa's gotta make it to town (he's gotta make it)
i said santa make him hurry, tell him he can take the freeway down. (oooooh)
run, run, ruldolph, whizzing like a merry-go-round
said santa to a boy child, what have you been longing for, whooh
said all i want for christmas is a rock'n'roll 'lectric guitar
and then away went rudolph, racin' like a shootin' star, yeah
i said run, run, rudolph, santa's gotta make it to town (c'mon)
i said santa make him hurry, tell him he can take the freeway down (aaww)
run, run rudolph, i'm a whizzing like a merry-go-round
i'm gonna kick it one time for ya, come on
tay, kick one for christmas, baby
said santa to a girl child, what would please you most to get, c'mon (run, run, rudolph you got to run, rudolph) yeah
a little baby doll that can cry, drink, sleep, and wet (run, run, rudolph you got to run, rudolph)
and then away went rudolph, racin' like a saber jet (run, run, rudolph you got to run, rudolph)
oooh
run, run rudolph
run, run rudolph (yeah)
run, run, rudolph
i said run, run, rudolph (aww)
run, run rudolph,santa clause's comin' to town,  (run, run)yeah (run, run, run, run)
run, run, rudolph, santa claus's comin' to town
i said santa make him hurry, tell him he can take the freeway down (awww)
run, run rudolph, i'm a whizzing like a merry-go-round, yeah
run, run rudolph
run, run rudolph yeah
run, run rudolph
well, said run, run rudolph
ohwow run, run rudolph, santa claus's comin' to town
yeah, you know he's comin'


JE SUIS UN ROCK STAR

B Wyman

Said she come from R-i-o, lived on a mountain.
I met her in Trafal-gar-square, she was sitting in the fountain.
She took off Oer Oat and she had  love-ly hair.
Said she smoked marajuana at the Co-co-ba-na there.
South American Lad-y,  you've got that crazy beat.
Brazilian  beau-ty with the flash-ing feet.
We danced to the mus-ic at the Mardi-Gras.
Then jumped on the Concorde, you're so lah-di- dah.

...........Si si ............si si ............si si .............si si

Took her to a disco in Batt-e-rsea.
I asked her to dance and then she danced with me.
And then I took a chance. Come home with me today.
I live in France. We can get there  B-E-A.

Je suis un rock star Je avais un residence
Je habiter la A la  South  of France
Voulez vous Partir with me
And come and rester la with me in France.
 
But BEA's on strike, there's no planes flying.
I can rent a motorbike, at least I'm trying.
We could go on the hovercraft accross the wat-er.
They'll think I'm your dad and you're my daugh-ter.

Je suis un rock star Je avais un residence
Je habiter la A la South of France
Voulez vous Partir with me
And come and rester la With me in France.



START ME UP
Jagger, Richards

If you start me up
If you start me up I'll never stop
If you start me up
If you start me up I'll never stop
I've been running hot
You got me ticking gonna blow my top
If you start me up
If you start me up I'll never stop

You make a grown man cry 
Spread out the oil, the gasoline
I walk smooth, ride in a mean, mean machine
Start it up

If you start it up
Kick on the starter give it all you got, you got, you got
I can't compete with the riders in the other heats 
If you rough it up
If you like it you can slide it up, slide it up

Don't make a grown man cry
My eyes dilate, my lips go green
My hands are greasy
She's a mean, mean machine
Start it up

If start me up
Give it all you got
You got to never, never, never stop
Never, never
Slide it up> 



You make a grown man cry
Ride like the wind at double speed
I'll take you places that you've never, never seen
Start it up
Love the day when we will never stop, never stop
Never stop, never stop
Tough me up
Never stop, never stop, never stop

You, you, you make a grown man cry
You, you make a dead man cum 
You, you make a dead man cum

 

TWENTY FLIGHT ROCK
Fairchild, Cochran

Oh I get a girl with a record machine
When it comes to rockin she's the queen
We go to dance on saturday night
I'm all alone and I hold her tight
But she live on the twentieth floor in town
The elevator's broken down

So I walk one, two flight, three flight four
Five, six, seven flight, eight flight more
Up on the twelfth I'm starting to sag
Fifteenth floor I'm ready to drag
Get to the top, I'm too tired to rock

Well she called me up on the telephone
Said "come on over, baby, I'm all alone"
I said "baby, you're mighty sweet
But I'm in bed with the achin' feet"
This went on for a couple of days
But I could not stay away

So I walk one, two flight, three flight four
Five, six, seven fligh t, eight flight more
Up on the twelfth I'm starting to sag
Fifteenth floor I'm ready to drag
Get to the top, I'm too tired to rock

Yeah, we sent to Chicago for repairs
Till it's a-fixed I'm using the stairs
I love you, baby, wanna see your face
I love you baby, too much to wait
All this climbing is gettin me down
They'll find my cold feet over the rail

So I walk one, two flight, three flight four
five, six, seven flight, eight flight more
Up on the twelfth I'm starting to sag
Fifteenth floor I'm ready to drag
Get to the top, I'm too tired to rock

 


Photo by Martin Kessel

SAD SAD SAD
Jagger, Richards

Fling you out into orbit
No one's going to hear you shout
The fool ain't going to follow
He don't need to sleaze about
Now you're sad, sad, sad
Sad, sad, sad
But you're going to be fine
The elephant's in the bedroom
Throwing all his weight about
And I'm locked in the bathroom
Your screams are going to drown me out, oh yeah
Oh yeah
I get a cold chill
I get a cool thrill
Are you ready for the gilded cage?
Are you ready for the tears of rage?
Come on, baby, don't let them drown you out
Sad, sad, sad
Mad, mad, mad
Sad, sad, sad
But you're going to be fine
You're going to be fine


Recorded: March-June 1989 at Air Studios, Montserrat, Virgin Islands & Olympic Studios, London

Drums: Charlie Watts
Bass: Ron Wood
Electric guitars: Mick Jagger, Keith Richards & Ron Wood
Lead vocals: Mick Jagger
Backging vocals: Mick Jagger & Bernard Fowler
Piano / Organ: Chuck Leavell
Brass: The Kick Horns
Handclaps: Unknown

LIKE A ROLLING STONE
Dylan

Once upon a time you dressed so fine
You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?
People'd call, say "Beware doll, you're bound to fall"
You thought they were all kiddin' you
You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hangin' out
Now you don't talk so loud
Now you don't seem so proud
About having to be scrounging for your next meal

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be without a home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely
But you know you only used to get juiced in it
And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street
And now you find out you're gonna have to get used to it
You said you'd never compromise
With the mystery tramp, but now you realize
He's not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And ask him do you want to make a deal?

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?


You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns
When they all came down and did tricks for you
You never understood that it ain't no good
You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you
You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat
Ain't it hard when you discover that he really wasn't where it's at
After he took from you everything he could steal

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rol ling stone?

Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
They're drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made
Exchanging all kinds of precoius gifts and things
But you'd better lift your diamond ring, you'd better pawn it babe
You used to be so amused
At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used
Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse
When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose
You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?
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