1. _ Sailing
(Gavin Sutherland, 1972)
I am sailing, I am sailing,
home again 'cross the sea.
I am sailing, stormy waters,
to be near you, to be free.
I am flying, I am flying,
like a bird 'cross the sky.
I am flying, passing high clouds,
to be with you, to be free.
Can you hear me, can you hear me
thro' the dark night, far away,
I am dying, forever trying,
to be with you, who can say.
Can you hear me, can you hear me,
thro' the dark night far away.
I am dying, forever trying,
to be with you, who can say.
We are sailing, we are sailing,
home again 'cross the sea.
We are sailing stormy waters,
to be near you, to be free.
Oh Lord, to be near you, to be free.
Oh Lord, to be near you, to be free,
Oh Lord.
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2. _ Stone Cold Sober
(rod stewart, steve cropper, 1975/1976)
Never get to bed before sunup,
Alway get caught in the rain;
Sometimes i might get in trouble,
Never was one to complain.
Now gentleman, you must agree
Ain't it worth it when you're out on cloud thirty-three
To be stone cold sober again,
Down in the alley again,
Stone cold sober again.
Never found a dime in a gutter,
Always get my best friends drunk.
If the pres'dent tries to call me,
Say " rodney, come on over for lunch";
I'd say, " gentlemen, exuse me please
But i'm busy with my buddies up on cloud thirty-three."
Yeah, stone cold sober again,
Down in the alley again,
Stone cold sober again.
Sunday is a drag, so forget it,
Monday you can make up for that;
Tuesday, take a taste for dinner,
If you're all right spend it in bed.
But on thursday prepare for your weekend
And let friday disappear into saturday mornin'
When you're stone cold sober again,
Down in the alley again,
Stone cold sober again.
Stone cold sober again,
Down in the alley again,
Stone cold sober again.
I don't mind stone cold sober again,
Down in the alley again,
Stone cold sober again.
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3. _ Alright For An Hour
(Rod Stewart, Jessie Ed Davis, 1975/76)
Oh, didn't I mess around like ev'rybody did?
I said, ' Woman, you're foolin' around with a man that just don't fit.'
I said, 'I'd better get along before I get right under your skin.'
Remember the song, wasn't it fun, 'cause it was just one of those things.
But it was alright for an hour; it was alright for a day.
But it did not last, it did not last till the weekend,
and I packed my bags and moved right away.
I said goodbye to money, I don't owe no alimony.
I paid my dues and payroll cues, gonna leave it all up to you.
I'll take my dog and my car, the best friends I've found so far,
and I'll keep goin' with the mornin' sun, singin' the same old song.
But it was alright for an hour; it was alright for a day.
But it did not last, it did not last till the weekend,
and I packed my bags and moved right away.
Well I guess you needed somebody to open each and ev'ry door
With a large amount in the Swiss account to give you thrills and nothing more.
But my Volkswagen is hardly a custom built Ferarri.
You want firstclass but I pump gas, so I'll get on out of your way.
But it was alright for an hour; it was alright for a day.
But it did not last, it did not last till the weekend,
and I packed my bags and moved right away.
It was alright for an hour; it was alright for a day.
But it did not last, it did not last till the weekend,
and I packed my bags and moved right away.
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4. _ Still Love You
(Rod Stewart)
I was told by a good friend
you were untouchable, out of my reach.
But the first time ever I saw you,
I spilled my cherry lime over your dress.
You said, 'Don't you worry, it's not my best one.'
First encounter, hardly the best.
But I would not change a thing
if I could do it all over again.
All I'm tryin' to say in my awkward way is,
'I still love you.'
Didn't I try to impress you,
but my old Chevy van kept breakin' down.
And my one room over the drugstore,
we watched the neon lights go out over town.
And some nights we'd go out dancin',
come home singin' by the Erie Canal.
two hearts gently poundin'
as that mornin' train came janglin' through.
But I would not change a thing
if I could do it all over again.
All I'm tryin' to say in my awkward way is,
'I still love you.'
Well darlin', didn't I promise
I'd never go so far away again?
But here I am writin' this letter;
goodbye to you, my love, see you again.
But I would not change a thing
if I could do it all over again.
All I'm tryin' to say in my awkward way is,
'I still love you.'
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5. _ This Old Heart Of Mine
(Brian Holland, Lamont Dozier, Eddie Holland, Sylvia Moy, 1966)
This old heart of mine been broke a thousand times.
Each time you break away, feel you're gone to stay.
Lonely nights that come, memories that go,
bringing you back again, hurting me more and more.
Maybe it's my mistake to show this love I feel inside,
'cause each day that passes by
you got me never knowing if I'm coming or going
but I love you, yes I do.
I love you; this old heart weeps for you.
I try hard to hide my hurt inside.
This old heart of mine always keeps me crying.
The way you treat me leaves me incomplete.
You're here for the day, gone for the week.
But if I want you a hundred times,
a hundred times I have you back.
I'm yours whenever you want me;
I wanna shout about it, tell the world about it
'cause I love you; this old heart weeps for you.
I love you, yes, I do.
Maybe it's my mistake to show this love I feel inside,
'cause each day that passes by
you got me never knowing if I'm coming or going
but I love you, yes I do.
This old heart weeps for you.
I love you; this old heart weeps for you.
I love you; yes I do.
I love you; this old heart weeps for you.
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6. _ Three Time Loser
(Rod Stewart)
Stand here ev'ry night,
I'm wearin' my number,
but she said wear it,
touching up another fool.
In a jukebox job downin' blues
in her leopard-skin anklehigh boots
while I'm jackin' off
readin' Playboy on a hot afternoon.
I'm a three time loser.
Caught it up in Monterey,
shook it up in East Virginia,
now my friends say it's here to stay.
How dare you have a party
in a Chelsea basement
when the poor excited Jezebel said come outside.
She felt me up and kissed my face,
put her dirty hands down in my pants.
She took all of my money,
left me naked by the silvery moon.
I'm a three time loser.
Caught it up in Monterey,
shook it up in East Virginia,
now my friends say it's here to stay.
Roll away, roll away, all of you women;
I don't think I need you anymore.
There'll be no more doctor's bills,
there'll be no more swallowing pills.
And I've found a woman
that can witness that in blood out of me.
I'm a three time loser.
Caught it up in Monterey,
shook it up in East Virginia,
now my friends say it's here to stay.
I'm a three time loser.
Caught it up in Monterey,
shook it up in East Virginia,
now my friends say it's here to stay.
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7. _ All In The Name Of Rock N' Roll
(rod stewart , 1975/76)
Went downtown on the two fourtynine,
Play'n for recognition of the new york town.
See, me and the boys got a rock 'n' roll band;
They were so damn good, gonna lift up the man.
Well, we got ups, we got downs,
We got just so high till the sun goes down.
Got the ego, can be abused;
I got my two-toned shoes,
And i can sing the blues.
Look out, kids, it's the f b i;
We got a problem, you keep me high.
Put on your clothes, take the smile off your face
And put your money where your mouth is or get out this place.
New york town is a meanass town,
We got a thousand bands singin' underground.
Way down in new orleans it's the same old thing;
Emotion'l music a merry old thing.
Old king soul, he final'y gave us a jolt;
He played the vibes till nine and read from ten to four.
He played upside down, he played inside out;
Then a uniform band he was thrown into jail.
Look out, kids, it's the f b i;
We got a problem, you keep me high.
Put on your clothes, take the smile off your face
And put your money where your mouth is or get out this place.
Gettin' hungry i know little woman,
Can't get a smell 'cause my nose is blocked.
I'm so high, i can't believe it;
Hotel dogs are knockin' on my door.
Two night of singin' nearly out on the end,
Left the two parts red, oh what a square.
As soon as the man, there's no sweeter song,
Listen, mc cartney, we're the band on the run.
Look out, kids, it's the f b i;
We got a problem, you keep me high.
Put on your clothes, take the smile off your face
And put your money where your mouth is or get out this place.
Oh yeah
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8. _ It's Not The Spotlight
(Gerry Goffin, Barry Goldberg, 1973/1976)
If I ever feel the light again shining down on me,
I don't have to tell you what a welcome it will be.
I felt the light before but I let it slip away,
but I still keep on believing that it'll come back some day.
It's not the spotlight, it's not the cam'ra light,
it's not the street lights of some old street of dreams.
It ain't the moonlight, not even the sunlight,
but I've seen it shining in your eyes and you know what I mean.
Some times I try to tell myself the light was never real,
just a fantasy that used to be, the way I used to feel.
But you and I know better, even though it's been so long,
if your memory really serves you well, you'll never tell me no wrong.
It's not the spotlight, it's not the cam'ra light,
it's not the streetlights of some old street of dreams.
It ain't the moonlight, not even the sunlight,
but I've seen it shining in your eyes you know what I mean.
So if I ever feel the light again shining down on me,
I don't have to tell you what a welcome it would be.
I felt the light before but I let it slip away,
but I still keep on believing that it'll come back some day.
It's not the spotlight, it's not the cam'ra light,
it's not the streetlights of some old street of dreams.
It ain't the moonlight, not even the sunlight,
but I've seen it shining in your eyes and you know what I mean.
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9. _ Drift Away
(Rod Stewart, Steve Cropper, 1975/1976)
Never get to bed before sunup,
alway get caught in the rain;
sometimes I might get in trouble,
never was one to complain.
Now gentleman, you must agree
ain't it worth it when you're out on cloud thirty-three
to be stone cold sober again,
down in the alley again,
stone cold sober again.
Never found a dime in a gutter,
always get my best friends drunk.
If the pres'dent tries to call me,
say " Rodney, come on over for lunch";
I'd say, " Gentlemen, exuse me please
but I'm busy with my buddies up on cloud thirty-three."
Yeah, stone cold sober again,
down in the alley again,
stone cold sober again.
Sunday is a drag, so forget it,
Monday you can make up for that;
Tuesday, take a taste for dinner,
if you're all right spend it in bed.
But on Thursday prepare for your weekend
and let Friday disappear into Saturday mornin'
when you're stone cold sober again,
down in the alley again,
stone cold sober again.
stone cold sober again,
down in the alley again,
stone cold sober again.
I don't mind stone cold sober again,
down in the alley again,
stone cold sober again.
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10. _ All In The Name Of Rock 'n' Roll
(Rod Stewart , 1975/76)
Went downtown on the two fourtynine,
play'n for recognition of the New York town.
See, me and the boys got a rock 'n' roll band;
they were so damn good, gonna lift up the man.
Well, we got ups, we got downs,
we got just so high till the sun goes down.
Got the ego, can be abused;
I got my two-toned shoes,
and I can sing the blues.
Look out, kids, it's the F B I;
we got a problem, you keep me high.
Put on your clothes, take the smile off your face
and put your money where your mouth is or get out this place.
New York town is a meanass town,
we got a thousand bands singin' underground.
Way down in New Orleans it's the same old thing;
emotion'l music a merry old thing.
Old King Soul, he final'y gave us a jolt;
he played the vibes till nine and read from ten to four.
He played upside down, he played inside out;
then a uniform band he was thrown into jail.
Look out, kids, it's the F B I;
we got a problem, you keep me high.
Put on your clothes, take the smile off your face
and put your money where your mouth is or get out this place.
Gettin' hungry I know little woman,
can't get a smell 'cause my nose is blocked.
I'm so high, I can't believe it;
hotel dogs are knockin' on my door.
Two night of singin' nearly out on the end,
left the two parts red, oh what a square.
As soon as the man, there's no sweeter song,
listen, Mc Cartney, we're the band on the run.
Look out, kids, it's the F B I;
we got a problem, you keep me high.
Put on your clothes, take the smile off your face
and put your money where your mouth is or get out this place.
Oh yeah
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11. _ I Don't Want To Talk About It
(Danny Whitten, 1977)
I can tell by your eyes that you've prob'bly been cryin' forever,
and the stars in the sky don't mean nothin' to you, they're a mirror.
I don't want to talk about it, how you broke my heart.
If I stay here just a little bit longer,
If I stay here, won't you listen to my heart, whoa, heart?
If I stand all alone, will the shadow hide the color of my heart;
blue for the tears, black for the night's fears.
The star in the sky don't mean nothin' to you, they're a mirror.
I don't want to talk about it, how you broke my heart.
If I stay here just a little bit longer,
if I stay here, won't you listen to my heart, whoa, heart?
I don't want to talk about it, how you broke this ol' heart.
If I stay here just a little bit longer,
if I stay here, won't you listen to my heart, whoa, heart?
My heart, whoa, heart.
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