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It seems like yesterday
But it was long ago
Janey was lovely she was the queen of my nights
There in the darkness with the radio playing low
And the secrets that we shared
The mountains that we moved
Caught like a wildfire out of control
'Til there was nothing left to burn and nothing left to prove

Babe you know I love ya
Yes you know I love ya
I never wanna see ya go
So please don't stop me
No don't stop me
When I try to let it show

All your love, all your love

He wants to dream like a young man
Он любит помечтать, как юноша,
With the wisdom of an old man
Но иметь при этом мудрость старика.
He wants his home and security
Он хочет домашнего уюта и безопасность,
He wants to live like a sailor at sea
Он хочет жить, как моряк в море.

Blue Monday, oh it's blue Monday
Ahh it's blue Monday
Got to work, rather sleep all day
Here come Tuesday
Poor hard Tuesday
I'm so tired, ain't got no time to play
Here come Wednsday
I plead to myself

I still remember it was autumn and the moon was shinin
My '60 Cadillac was rollin through Nebraska whinin
Doin a hundred twenty man the fields was bendin over
Hay down our motor mount and snowin, we was travelin further
All the pipes were blazin and the screamin wheels turnin, turnin
Had my girl beside me brother, brother she was burnin, burnin

Break A hooked up babtist preachin souther funky school teacher

She's totally committed
To major independence
But she's a lady through and through
She gives them quite a battle
All that they can handle
She'll bruise some
She'll hurt some too
But oh they love to watch her strut

"Hollywood Nights"

She stood there bright as the sun on that California coast
He was a midwestern boy on his own
She looked at him with those soft eyes,
so innocent and blue
He knew right then he was too far from home He was too far from home

I think I'm going to Katmandu,
That's really, really where I'm going to.
If i ever get out of here,
That's what I'm gonna do.
K-k-k-k-k-Katmandu,
I think that's where I'm going to.
If i ever get out of here,
I'm going to Katmandu.

In the heat of the day, down in mobile, alabama
Workin' on the railroad with a steel drivin' hammer
Tryin' to get some money, get some brand new shoes
Tryin to find a lady, chase away my blues
Hot and wasted lord sweatin' in the sun
'cause I'm not a foreman 'till my work is all done

Later in the evening when the sun is sinking low

Stood there boldly
Sweatin in the sun
Felt like a million
Felt like number one
The height of summer
Id never felt that strong
Like a rock

Cruisin on the grey snakes till my dyin day
Checkin all the hen houses out along the way
Wastin time and drikin wine
Life is short and I ain't lyin
Livin all I Can thru every day

[Chorus:]
You can call me Lucifer

hey saw the lights on the horizon
Out of the seas it came shinin'
The buildings so high
They seemed to touch the sky
Miami, Oh Miami

They felt the warm breezes blowing
From off the strange new ocean

"New Coat Of Paint"
(originally by Tom Waits)

Let's put a New Coat of Paint
On this lonesome old town
Set 'em up, set 'em up we'll be knockin' 'em down
You wear a dress babe, I'll wear a tie
We'll laugh at that old bloodshot moon

i was a little too tall could have used a few pounds
tight pants points hollerin' out
she was a black-haired beauty with big dark eyes
points on her own settin way up high
way up firm and high

out past the cornfields where the woods got heavy
out in the backseat of my sixty chevy

C G D Am C
Headin' in or headin' out Standing on the shore
G D Am
Pause a moment to reflect Which trip costs you more
C G D Am
Between the ever restless crowds And the silence of uour room
C G D C
Spend an hour in no man's land You'll be leaving soon

Just take those old records off the shelf

I'll sit and listen to 'em by myself

Today's music aln 't got the same soul

I like that old time rock 'n' roll

Just take those old records off the shelf
I sit and listen to them by myself
Today's music ain't got the same soul
I like that old time rock 'n' roll

Don't try to take me to a disco
You'll never even get me out on the floor
In ten minutes I'll be late for the door

Just take those old records off the shelf
Ill sit and listen to em by myself
Todays music aln t got the same soul
I like that old time rock n roll

Dont try to take me to a disco
Youll never even get me out on the floor
In ten minutes Ill be late for the door

Yeah, gonna tell my tale
Come on,
Come on.
Give a listen,
Cause I was born lonely
Down by the riverside.
Learned to spin fortune wheel
And throw dice.

Yeah, gonna tell my tale
Come on,
Come on.
Give a listen,
Cause I was born lonely
Down by the riverside.
Learned to spin fortune wheel
And throw dice.

So you`re a little bit older and a lot less
bolder
Than you used to be
So you used to shake `em down
But now you stop and think about your dignity
So now sweet sixteens turned thirty-one
You get to feelin` weary when the work days done
Well all you got to do is get up and into your

Took a look down a westbound road,
Right away I made my choice
Headed out to my big two-wheeler,
I was tired of my own voice
Took a bead on the northern plains
And just rolled that power on

Twelve hours out of mackinaw city

Someday, I know I'll find that road

And I, will pay back all I've owed

Somehow, I'll bear that heavy load

Someday

You always won everytime you placed a bet
You're still damn good / No one's gotten to you yet
Every-time they were sure they had you caught
You were quicker than they thought
You'd just turn your back and walk

You always said:
The cards would never do you wrong

She packed up her bags and she took off down the road
Left me here stranded with the bills she owed
She gave me a false address
Took off with my American Express
Sunspot Baby
She sure had me way outguessed

She left me here stranded like a dog out in the yard

Words and music by bob seger

Here comes old rosie shes looking mighty fine

Here comes hot nancy shes steppin right on time

There go the street lights bringin on the night

Wally's getting' anxious thinkin' 'bout tonight
Bruce is all spiffy lookin' wicked lookin' right
Eddie's getting' spruced
And donna's getting' loose
They're passin' round the bottle
And they're gettin' good and juiced
B.g.'s winin' dinin' checkin' talent at the club
Skippers hauntin' second lookin' forward to his rub

Up with the sun, gone with the wind
She always said I was lazy
Leavin' my home, leavin' my friends
Runnin' when things get too crazy
Out to the road, out 'neath the stars
Feelin' the breeze, passin' the cars

Women have come, women have gone

On a long and lonesome highway, east of omaha.
You can listen to the engine moaning out its one lone song
You can think about woman, or the girl you knew the night before,
But your thoughts will soon be wandering, the way they always do.
When your riding sixteen hours and theres nothing much to do
And you dont feel much like riding, you just wish the trip was through.
Say, here I am, on the road again. there I am, up on the stage.
Here I go, playing star again.

On a long and lonesome highway
East of Omaha
You can listen to the engine
Moanin' out as one long song
You can think about the woman
Or the girl you knew the night before

But your thoughts will soon be wandering

Yes it's true I am a young man
But I'm old enough to kill
I don't want to kill nobody
But I must if you so will

And if I raise my hand in question
You just say that I'm a fool
Cause I got the gall to ask you

Wait For Me

I will answer the wind

I will leave with the tide

I’ll be out on the road

I feel the cold wind blowin' all over me
I see the dark clouds startin' to form
The trees are bare; the grass is brown
Another early winter Michigan storm

Everything I do is just a little wrong
Every day for me is the same
Everyone I know is gettin' in my face