(copyright nazareth,tiflis tunes,inc.- ascap). . I'll make the stars fall out of the sky. Make the seas and the rivers run dry. There is nothing I can't do.
Said I'm a bad bad boy and I'm gonna steal your love. Yes, I'm a bad bad boy and I'm gonna steal your love. Come creepin' to your house, then I'm gonna rip you off.
Close up the bar, go close the gates of the brewery. She's out there every night and she sure ain't drinkin' tea. I love that woman, she's the best one that I had.
Turn on your receiver. I'm gonna lay it on the line. 'Cause I'm a great believer. In hangin' on to what is mine. . So, come over here and listen. I don't want you to be missin'.
(copyright 1973 mountain music ltd.,carlin music corp.. all rights reserved.. yellow dog music in canada and u.s.). . Turn on your receiver , I'm gonna lay it on the line.
Once I had a girl. She called me on the phone. Said come on over honey. You know I'm all alone. But when I got to her place. What I saw stopped me dead.
I have not come to worship you. Only flowers at your throne. . I have not come to plead or beg. Or to claim what is my own. . Oh I know you are the king.
Sunshine, every single day. Helps to light the way. And darlin', right before my eyes. It don't come as no surprise. That it's easy, easy loving you. .
Swingin' my sweet chariot low. Gotta make it home to georgia. Excise lawman on my trail. I'm a silver dollar forger. I see a road block on my right. Engine take me through the night.
Standing on a corner in downtown l.a.. Waiting for the man to come along. She comes up to me and says " too bad, too sad". You know that he's been dead and gone..
Standing on a corner in downtown L.A.. Waiting for the man to come along. She comes up to me and says "too bad, too sad". You know that he's been dead and gone..
(copyright nazareth, tiflis tunes,inc.-ascap). . Every song I sing's a sad song,. Every note seems out of key,. Every line I write falls out of rhyme,.
Down at the house with the red light. She works from seven till dawn. You'll find her there any time that you like. Some days a week she'll be on. Down at the house with the red light.
Weve got to get it together. You bring the wine, well bring the weather. We havent come to be clever. Lets make it now 'cause this could be never. . We're gonna razamataz ya tonight.
Please don't Judas me. Treat me as you like to be treated. Please don't blacklist me. Leave me as you'd wish to find me. Don't analyze me, sacrifice me.
(copyright 1973 mountain music,ltd.,carlin music corp.. All rights reserved.. Yellow dog music in canada and u.s.). . Slim jim was a stool pidgeon. On the payroll of the f.b.i..
She's a night woman of my dreams. And I saw her glidin' on a moon beam. Silver stardust in her eyes. In the way she leaves her sighs. . Last night I fell asleep.
Since you came into my life. It's the same old situation. Empty days and lonely nights. Filled with bitterness and frustration. . Walking lonely in the cold.
Standing, watching a pale blue moon. Rising slowly in the winter sky. Waiting, hoping she'll be home soon. And I won't ask her where or why. . As the evening shadows fall.