John Mayall все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы

Another man done gone.
Another man done gone.
Another man done gone, another man done gone, another man done gone.

On the country farm.
He's on the country farm, on the country farm, he's on the country farm.

Another man done gone.

My blues for Jenny
Means she's not around
I wish my Jenny
Could be homeward bound
I'd live through all my lonely confusions
If I knew I see her again

I think of Jenny

Goin' tell you a story, stick around
A man I know found us out
John Lee Hooker, he's the boogie king
If you have music, hear it ring

John Lee Boogie, king of the boogie
John Lee Boogie, oh, do the boogie

There's a new generation
Who could ever have guessed
All across every nation
And I must confess

When I was just a young lad
I wished I could be playin' the blues
Now it's the twenty-first century

My pretty girl is sitting in her room of red
My pretty girl lying on her furry bed
Pretty as the moonlight
I only want to treat her right

My pretty girl doing something to her hair
My pretty girl dressing up with special care
Pretty as the moonlight

No reply
I've rung your number day and night
Wonder why
Nothing seems to come out right
No reply
Wonder why
I keep on trying to dial

I'm so lonesome I don't even have a friend.
I'm so lonesome I don't even have me no friend
I've done so much crying will I never laugh again?
People evil people don't hurt me so bad
My mind's been broken my heart feels so sad
Evil people well I can't even walk out of my door
I ain't different from nobody and I just can't take no more
I've got to leave where I'm going I don't know

Well...I'm sittin' over here on Parchman Farm
I'm sittin' over here on Parchman Farm
I'm sittin' over here on Parchman Farm
Ain't never done no man no harm...

<awesome harmonica riffs accompanied by the drums and guitar>

Well I'm puttin in cotton in a 'leven foot sack

May seem peculiar
How I think o' you
If you want me darlin'
Here's what you must do.
You gotta free me
'cause I can't give the best
Unless I got room to move.

Once I had a little girl
Brought a smile into my world
So sweet she had a name called her sugar cane

Sugar cane was natural born
Cajun from the country lord
I swear she was the sweetest thing i loved that sugar cane

Television eye hypnotizing me in my bed
I've got no time to sleep, my eyes are getting blood-shot red
You've got me in your power, staring at your many channeled head

Television eye before you got me hooked I used to read
Now you're by my bedside shining empty lights on me

'Round the clock commercials, trying to sell me things I'll never need

A car has killed a friend down in Chicago thousand miles away
A car has killed a friend down in Chicago thousand miles away
When I read the news, night came early in my day

J.B Lenoir is dead and it’s hit me like a hammer blow.
J.B Lenoir is dead and it’s hit me like a hammer blow.
I cry inside my heart that the world can hear my man no more.

The time must surely come
For the laws to fit the times
The time must surely come
For the laws to fit the times

But while the law is standing
You gotta open up your minds

I took the car and drove off to the hills
Saw the flashing lights and saw them die
I left behind society that kills
Me and Nancy waved them all goodbye

I took the car, the sun was going down
Saw the changing colors of the sky
An old apache canyon our camp-ground

Got to see all those headlines
Same old depressing news
Trouble surround us so I play my blues

Tell me why should I worry
All the world is crazed
We can take it, yes we do don't we
I'm so amazed