Dearest--Buddy Holly
Dearest--Buddy Holly
Mad Man Blues--John Lee Hooker
Happy Hooker--Black Oak Arkansas
The Line I Shoot--Loons The Great
Dust My Broom--Elmore James
ZZ Top style
Shake For Me--Howlin' Wolf
Step It Up And Go--Blind Boy Fuller
She Wants To Sell My Monkey
--Junior Wells
Me and my baby keep falling out
let me tell you what it's all about
She wanna sell my monkey
She wanna sell my monkey
She wanna sell my monkey but that won't do
It used to be hers but she gave him to me
why she wanna sell him I just can't see
She wanna sell my monkey
She wanna sell my monkey
She wanna sell my monkey but that won't do
I got to stay home both day and night
can't trust that girl out of my sight
She wanna sell my monkey
She wanna sell my monkey
She wanna sell my monkey but that won't do
Red Rain--The White Stripes
Roustabout--Elvis Presley
Don't ya love her madly
Don't ya need her badly
Don't ya love her ways
Tell me what you say
Don't ya love her madly
Wanna be her daddy
Don't ya love her face
Don't ya love her as she's walkin' out the door
Like she did one thousand times before
Don't ya love her ways
Tell me what you say
Don't ya love her as she's walkin' out the door
All your love
All your love
All your love
All your love
All your love is gone
So sing a lonely song
Of a deep blue dream
Seven horses seem to be on the mark
Yeah, don't you love her
Don't you love her as she's walkin' out the door
All your love
All your love
All your love
Yeah, all your love is gone
So sing a lonely song
Of a deep blue dream
Seven horses seem to be on the mark
Well, don't ya love her madly
Don't ya love her madly
Don't ya love her madly
You know what song I love? and everytime I hear it, i think of dave singing it...
its the theme to the Sopranos "Woke Up This Morning"
Woke up this morning. Got yourself a gun.
Mama always said you'd be the Chosen One.
She said: You're one in a million you've got to burn to shine,
But you were born under a bad sign, with a blue moon in your eyes.
Woke up this morning all the love has gone,
Your Papa never told you about right and wrong.
But you're looking good, baby, I believe you're feeling fine, (shame about it),
Born under a bad sign with a blue moon in your eyes.
Woke up this morning the world turned upside down,
Thing's ain't been the same since the Blues walked into town.
But you're one in a million you've got that shotgun shine.
Born under a bad sign, with a blue moon in your eyes.
Woke up this morning, when you woke up this morning,
When you woke up this morning, you got yourself a gun.
“Why do people say "grow some balls"? Balls are weak and sensitive. If you wanna be tough, grow a vagina. Those things can take a pounding” ― Betty White
That Would've been Cool!
"With a rate of fire of over 20 rounds per second, the IMI Micro Uzi is almost as fast as Yngwie Malmsteen, and 25.4 times more musical"
Worst of all... It's true..
"Still Alive And Well" by Johnny Winter!
Cool song that i think would sound good Van Halenized...
Get Down On It - Kool & The Gang
A Lovely Day - Bill Withers
Sex Machine - James Brown
They did that song...check out the bootleg Covers Band From Pasadena...Originally posted by Gringo
"Still Alive And Well" by Johnny Winter!
Cool song that i think would sound good Van Halenized...
Funny... I actually didn't know that. I'll check that out. Can't wait to hear it!Originally posted by Loons The Great
They did that song...check out the bootleg Covers Band From Pasadena...
Down Brownie--ZZ Top
When I woke up this mornin'
had a smile run across my face.
My baby from town just had to get down,
come and drag me all over the place.
Gonta drive on a flatbed trailer truck
down on highway fifty-nine.
I had the blues and my baby, she knew
she's holdin' little piece of mind.
Down brownie,
my brownie downtown,
down brownie.
Got my share and I'm a black hand cottonfield
just to try and keep myself alive.
Eatin' red beans and rice with the right sauce, it's nice
or anything you wanna try.
Now I'm hitchin' a ride back from Brownie's,
I'm kind of sad but I feel alright.
The cold night it stings but I got me some wings,
I'll be flyin' into Houston tonight.
She Loves my Automobile--ZZ TOP
She don't love me, she love my automobile.
She don't love me, she love my automobile.
Well she would do anything just to slide behind the wheel.
She said what's it gonna take for you to lay your top on down?
She said what's it gonna take for you to lay your top on down?
I said honey why don't you ask me when we get to the outskirts of town.
Well now she don't care if I'm stoned or sloppy drunk.
Well she don't care if I'm stoned or sloppy drunk,
Long as she got the keys and there's a spare wheel in her trunk.
I THANK YOU--ZZ TOP style!!!!!!
I Thank You
Intro
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Riff B Riff C
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G|---------------------------| G|------7-------------|
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Order
Intro X1
Riff A X3
Riff B X1
Riff A X2
Riff C X1
Riff A X3
Riff C X1
Riff A X7
Riff D X1
Riff B X1
(Break)
Riff C X1
Riff A X2
Riff C X1
Riff A X7
Riff D X1
Riff B X1
Finish Out Song With Riff A
Balinese--ZZ Top
If I Could Only Flag Her Down--ZZ Top
A little less conversation, a little more action please
All this aggravation aint satisfactioning me
A little more bite and a little less bark
A little less fight and a little more spark
Close your mouth and open up your heart and baby satisfy me
Satisfy me baby
Baby close your eyes and listen to the music
Drifting through a summer breeze
Its a groovy night and I can show you how to use it
Come along with me and put your mind at ease
A little less conversation, a little more action please
All this aggravation aint satisfactioning me
A little more bite and a little less bark
A little less fight and a little more spark
Close your mouth and open up your heart and baby satisfy me
Satisfy me baby
Come on baby Im tired of talking
Grab your coat and lets start walking
Come on, come on
Come on, come on
Come on, come on
Dont procrastinate, dont articulate
Girl its getting late, gettin upset waitin around
A little less conversation, a little more action please
All this aggravation aint satisfactioning me
A little more bite and a little less bark
A little less fight and a little more spark
Close your mouth and open up your heart and baby satisfy me
Satisfy me baby
The Pusher
You know I smoked a lot of grass.
Oh Lord! I popped a lot of pills.
But I've never touched nothin'
That my spirit couldn't kill.
You know I've seen a lot of people walking 'round
With tombstones in their eyes.
But the pusher don't care
If you live -- or if you die.
God Damn! The pusher.
God Damn! The pusher.
I said God Damn! God damn the pusher man.
You know the dealer, the dealer is a man
With a lump of grass in his hand.
But the pusher is a monster
Not a natural man.
The dealer for a nickel
Goin to sell you lots of sweet dreams.
Ah...but the pusher will ruin your body;
Lord he'll leave your mind to scream.
God Damn! The pusher.
God Damn! God damn the pusher.
I said God Damn! God damn the pusher man.
Well now if I were the president of this land
You know I'd declare total war on the pusher man.
I'd cut him if he stands, and I'd shoot him if he run,
And I'd kill him with my bible, and my razor and my gun....
GOD DAMN! The pusher
God damn the pusher.
Cover tune for last song on albumOriginally posted by Loons The Great
I THANK YOU--ZZ TOP style!!!!!!
I Thank You
Intro
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Riff A
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Riff B Riff C
e|---------------------------| e|--------------------|
B|---------------------------| B|--------------------|
G|---------------------------| G|------7-------------|
D|---------------------------| D|------7-------------|
A|---------------------------| A|---0--7------7--5---|
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Riff D
E|--------------------------------|
B|--------------------------------|
G|--------------------------------|
D|--------------------------------|
A|---------7--7-------------------|
E|---0--0--------0--0--0--0-------|
Order
Intro X1
Riff A X3
Riff B X1
Riff A X2
Riff C X1
Riff A X3
Riff C X1
Riff A X7
Riff D X1
Riff B X1
(Break)
Riff C X1
Riff A X2
Riff C X1
Riff A X7
Riff D X1
Riff B X1
Finish Out Song With Riff A
Holy Wars-Megadeth
Legs--ZZ Top
Friggin' in The Riggin'
"FUCK YOU, YOU FUCKIN' BITCH! WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE ANYWAYS? TALK TO ME LIKE THAT? FUCK YOU. DRAG QUEEN LOOKIN' WHORE- YOU AINT SHIT. YOUR THE FRECKLE TO THE LEFT OF MY BROWN EYE. NOW GO MAKE YOURSELF USEFUL...OH, PUT DAD ON THE PHONE"
I put a spell on you....cos you’re mine
Aerosmith - "Back in the Saddle"
posted by Ellyllions Men say, "I'll never understand women." That's a very lonely place to be if you're a woman because we don't understand half of what we do either.posted by ALinChainz Katy, Pipe down, pump off, and fly back to your cave you old bat.
Summertime Blues--Eddie Cochran
Young Man Blues--Mose Allison
summertime blues live on youtube was cool...great song for rock band
cover by rush was cool enough...ed n dave would cream it!
Anybody say Where Have All The Good Times Gone yet? ... an original cover tune ... if there is such a name
Broken down n' dirty dressed in rags ...
I'm shufflin' thru the Texas sand,
but my head's in Mississippi.
I'm shufflin' thru the Texas sand,
but my head's in Mississippi.
The blues has got a hold of me.
I believe I'm gettin' dizzy. (Spoken: Help me now.)
I keep thinkin' 'bout that night in Memphis,
Lord, I thought I was in Heaven.
I keep thinkin' 'bout that night in Memphis,
I thought I was in Heaven.
But I was stumblin' thru the parking lot
of an invisible seven eleven. (Spoken: What was I doin out there?)
Where's my head baby?
Somewhere in Mississippi.
Last night I saw a cowgirl.
She was floatin' across the ceiling.
And last night I saw a naked cowgirl.
She was floatin' across the ceiling.
She was mumblin to some howlin' wolf
about some voodoo healin'. Mmm Baby
I had a vision of Van Davin' vettin' this tune up...video could be killah...hoodoo...voodoo...Texas blues...cowgirls...Memphis...evil...mushmouthin' dem blues...that ol' John Lee Hooker boogie...waitin' for the beards...flatbed trucks...gasoline...oozlin' Tejas heat...'51 Mercury low rider...cruisin' slow through the Mississippi Delta...bluesmen, beauticians, and musicians...me wise magicians...Diamond Dave...
THE DOG MEETS THE WOLF--Hound Dog Taylor
I'm going back to the west side of Chicago
On Roosevelt and Washtenaw
If you ever been to Chicago
Go to Roosevelt and Washtenaw
That's where you're find this man
Hay hay hay
Oh yeah, oh yeah oh yeah oh yeah oh yeah!
Look a-here!
When you see me crying
Crying on my knees
Want you to come on baby cause I love ya
All right oh right,
Oh yeah I know it
Have mercy!
I met thiz chick way back in June
Tol' her dat I'd buy her the moon
Slipped, tripped, fell in love and she's the onliest one dat nebah gib me dem blues
She says I howl like a wolf, sing like a bird, she called me Loons
She likes to boogie real low, favourite position is the spoon
I'm all o'er her like a hound dog chasin' a coon
She wrecked my life like a God damn monsoon
I'd follow her anywhere even Saskatoon or de moon
I'd fight a shark with a toothpick, battle a whole platoon
For her, I'd kill the devil with a harpoon
Become an oil tycoon
Love her all afternoon
Buy her 99,000 balloons
Kill off every Gambino goon
Open a salloon
watch all the National lampoons
...an' that's why they call me the lowdown Loons...
SHE'S GONE--Hound Dog Taylor
Well I know you don't love me
Hey I know the reason why
Well I know you don't love me
Baby I know the reason why
Well you take all of my money
And you treat me like a child
Like a little child
Well now the woman I love
Baby done been here and gone
Well now the woman I love
Well done been here and gone
Well now if things don't change
You know I ain't gonna be here long
Be here long
I ain't gonna be here long, ain't gonna be here long (repeat 5 times)
She's gone, she's gone, she's gone, she's gone boy, she's gone, she's gone
For long, how I miss ya baby, she's gone
Oh, my baby's gone, she's gone
I'm ain't gonna be here long
Well I'm leaving my baby
And I really don't want to go
Well I'm leaving my baby
And I really don't want to go
Well she got her another man
And she don't want me no more
She don't want me no more (repeat)
It's alright, it's alright boy,
It's alright, it's alright, alright, alright, it's alright babe!
Yeah hey! It's alright darling
Everything Is Broken--Bob Dylan
Broken lines, broken strings,
Broken threads, broken springs,
Broken idols, broken heads,
People sleeping in broken beds.
Ain't no use jiving
Ain't no use joking
Everything is broken.
Broken bottles, broken plates,
Broken switches, broken gates,
Broken dishes, broken parts,
Streets are filled with broken hearts.
Broken words never meant to be spoken,
Everything is broken.
Seem like every time you stop and turn around
Something else just hit the ground
Broken cutters, broken saws,
Broken buckles, broken laws,
Broken bodies, broken bones,
Broken voices on broken phones.
Take a deep breath, feel like you're chokin',
Everything is broken.
Every time you leave and go off someplace
Things fall to pieces in my face
Broken hands on broken ploughs,
Broken treaties, broken vows,
Broken pipes, broken tools,
People bending broken rules.
Hound dog howling, bull frog croaking,
Everything is broken.
Tombstone Blues--Bob Dylan
The sweet pretty things are in bed now of course
The city fathers they're trying to endorse
The reincarnation of Paul Revere's horse
But the town has no need to be nervous
The ghost of Belle Starr she hands down her wits
To Jezebel the nun she violently knits
A bald wig for Jack the Ripper who sits
At the head of the chamber of commerce
Mama's in the fact'ry
She ain't got no shoes
Daddy's in the alley
He's lookin' for the fuse
I'm in the streets
With the tombstone blues
The hysterical bride in the penny arcade
Screaming she moans, "I've just been made"
Then sends out for the doctor who pulls down the shade
Says, "My advice is to not let the boys in"
Now the medicine man comes and he shuffles inside
He walks with a swagger and he says to the bride
"Stop all this weeping, swallow your pride
You will not die, it's not poison"
Mama's in the fact'ry
She ain't got no shoes
Daddy's in the alley
He's lookin' for the fuse
I'm in the streets
With the tombstone blues
Well, John the Baptist after torturing a thief
Looks up at his hero the Commander-in-Chief
Saying, "Tell me great hero, but please make it brief
Is there a hole for me to get sick in?"
The Commander-in-Chief answers him while chasing a fly
Saying, "Death to all those who would whimper and cry"
And dropping a bar bell he points to the sky
Saving, "The sun's not yellow it's chicken"
Mama's in the fact'ry
She ain't got no shoes
Daddy's in the alley
He's lookin' for the fuse
I'm in the streets
With the tombstone blues
The king of the Philistines his soldiers to save
Put jawbones on their tombstones and flatters their graves
Puts the pied pipers in prison and fattens the slaves
Then sends them out to the jungle
Gypsy Davey with a blowtorch he burns out their camps
With his faithful slave Pedro behind him he tramps
With a fantastic collection of stamps
To win friends and influence his uncle
Mama's in the fact'ry
She ain't got no shoes
Daddy's in the alley
He's lookin' for the fuse
I'm in the streets
With the tombstone blues
The geometry of innocence flesh on the bone
Causes Galileo's math book to get thrown
At Delilah who sits worthlessly alone
But the tears on her cheeks are from laughter
Now I wish I could give Brother Bill his great thrill
I would set him in chains at the top of the hill
Then send out for some pillars and Cecil B. DeMille
He could die happily ever after
Mama's in the fact'ry
She ain't got no shoes
Daddy's in the alley
He's lookin' for the fuse
I'm in the streets
With the tombstone blues
Where Ma Raney and Beethoven once unwrapped their bed roll
Tuba players now rehearse around the flagpole
And the National Bank at a profit sells road maps for the soul
To the old folks home and the college
Now I wish I could write you a melody so plain
That could hold you dear lady from going insane
That could ease you and cool you and cease the pain
Of your useless and pointless knowledge
Mama's in the fact'ry
She ain't got no shoes
Daddy's in the alley
He's lookin' for the fuse
I'm in the streets
With the tombstone blues
LOL, but so apt.Originally posted by Eyes
Anybody say Where Have All The Good Times Gone yet? ... an original cover tune ... if there is such a name
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Happy Rovin' Cowboy--Bob Nolan
Hear my song as I ride along
I'm a happy rovin' cowboy
Herdin' the dark clouds out of the sky
Keepin' the heavens blue
No where to go nothing to do
I'm a happy rovin' cowboy
Let me ride that long trail down to the end
Where the skies are always blue
I aint got a dime; I'm just spendin' my time
I'm a happy rovin' cowboy
Let me sing my song till they call me home
To the land beyond the blue
Cool Water--Sons Of The Pioneers
All day I face the barren waste without the taste of water,
Cool water.
Old Dan and I with throats burned dry and souls that cry for water,
Cool water.
The night are cool and I'm a fool each stars a pool of water,
Cool water.
But with the dawn I'll wake and yawn and carry on to water,
Cool water.
(Chorus)
Keep a movin' Dan, don't you listen to him Dan, he's a devil not a man
and he spreads the burnin' sand with water.
Dan can't you see that big green tree where the waters runnin' free
and it's waiting there for me and you.
Water, cool water.
The shadows sway and seem to say tonight we pray for water,
Cool water.
And way up there He'll hear our prayer and show us where there's water,
Cool Water.
Dan's feet are sore he's yearning for just one thing more than water,
Cool water.
Like me, I guess, he'd like to rest where there's no quest for water,
Cool water.
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