Rocks (1976)

  • 1

    Back In the Saddle

    I'm back
    I'm back in the saddle again
    I'm back
    I'm back in the saddle again

    Ridin' into town alone
    By the light of the moon
    I'm looking for ol Sukie Jones
    She crazy horse saloon
    Barkeep gimme a drink
    That's when she caught my eye
    She turned to give me a wink
    That make a grown man cry

    I'm back in the saddle again
    I'm back
    I'm back in the saddle again
    I'm back

    Come easy, go easy
    All right until the rising sun
    I'm calling all the shots tonight
    I'm like a loaded gun
    Peelin' off my boots and chaps
    I'm saddle sore
    Four bits gets you time in the racks
    I scream for more
    Fools' gold out of their mines
    The girls are soaking wet
    Not tongue's drier than mine
    I'll come when I get back

    I'm back in the saddle again
    I'm back
    I'm back in the saddle again
    I'm riding, I'm loading up my pistol
    I'm riding, I really got a fistful
    I'm riding, I'm shining up my saddle
    I'm riding, this snake is gonna rattle

    I'm back
    I'm back in the saddle again
    I'm back
    I'm back in the saddle again

    Ridin' high
    Ridin' high
    Ridin' high already

  • 2

    Last Child

    I'm dreaming tonight
    I'm leaving back home
    Right!

    Take me back to a south Tallahassee
    Down cross the bridge to my sweet sassafrassy
    Can't stand up on my feet in the city
    Got to get back to the real nitty gritty

    Yes sir, no sir, Don't come closer
    My home sweet home can't catch no dose
    Of a hard tail poon tang sweetheart sweat
    Who could make silk purse from a J. Paul Get' and his ear
    With her face in a beer

    Home sweet home

    Get out in the field, Put the mule in the stable
    Ma she's a cookin', Put the eats on the table
    Hate's in the city, And my love's in the meadow

    Hands on the plow, And my feets in the ghetto

    Stand up, sit down, Don't do nothing
    It ain't no good when boss man's
    Stuffin' it down their throats, for paper notes
    And the babies cry while cities lie at their feet
    When you're rockin' the street

    Home sweet home

    Mama take me home sweet home

    I was a last child
    Just a punk in the street

    I was a last child
    Just a punk in the street

    I was a last child
    Just a punk in the street

    I was a last child
    Just a punk in the street

    I was a last child
    Just a punk in the street

    I was a last child
    Just a punk in the street

  • 3

    Rats In the Cellar

    Goin' under, Rats In The Cellar
    Goin' under, skin's turnin' yella
    Nose is runny, losin' my connection
    Losin' money, getting no affection

    New York City blues
    East side, West side rules
    Throw me in the slam
    Catch me if you can
    Believe
    That you're tearing
    Tearing me apart

    Ain't complaining, 'cause everything's rotten
    Go insanin', and ain't a thing forgotten
    Feelin' cozy, Rats In The Cellar
    Cheeks are rosy, skin's turning yella
    Loose and soggy, lookin' mighty lazy
    Consume my body, pushin up a-daisies

    New York City blues
    East side, west side rules
    Throw me in the slam
    Catch me if you can
    Believe
    That you're tearing
    Tearing me apart

    (Guitar & Harmonica Solo)

    New York City blues
    East side, west side rules
    Throw me in the slam
    Catch me if you can
    Believe
    That you're tearing
    Tearing me apart

  • 4

    Combination

    The street is cold, the dawn is gray
    My heart says no but my head says stay
    My work is finished, or so I've been told
    You can't part the three of us, once we got a hold

    I forgot my name
    I took a shot on the chin
    I'm rearranging my game
    Tell by the shape I'm in

    In the line of fire, you know what to say
    They gave us no choices, just one shade of gray
    My legs keep moving, don't seem to stray
    But I know each step we take, they're one step away

    I found the secret, the key to the vault
    We walked in darkness, kept hittin' the walls
    I took the time, to feel for the door
    I found the secret, the key to it all

    I got the Nouveauree
    And dragged it home to bed
    I traded you for me
    I took it all and said

    I find my own fun, sometimes for free
    I got to pay it to come looking for me
    Walking on Gucci, wearin' Yves Saint Laurent
    Barely stay on, 'cause I'm so God damn gaunt

    I found the secret, the key to the vault
    We walked in darkness, kept hittin' the walls
    I took the time, to feel for the door
    I found the secret, the key to it all

  • 5

    Sick As a Dog

    Please, I just got to talk to you
    Please, well keep your head out of the loo
    Please, we're a long, long way from home
    Please, you'd turn a young man's face to stone

    (Chrous)
    Sick As A Dog, what's your story
    Sick As A Dog, a cat got your tounge
    Sick As A Dog, you'll be sorry
    Sick As A Dog, 'cause you're really ain't that young

    Please, you were much to my surprise
    Please, you're a lady in disguise
    Please, you're the only friend I got
    Please, you're the last to see me rot

    (Chorus)

    Please, it's a shame you're so refined
    Please, she was the last thing on my mind

  • 6

    Nobody's Fault

    Lord I must be dreamin'
    What else could this be
    Everybody's screamin'
    Runnin' for the sea

    Holy lands are SINKIN'
    Birds take to the sky
    The prophets all are stinkin' drunk
    I know the reason why

    Eyes are full of desire
    Mind is so ill at ease
    Everything is on fire
    Shit piled up to the knees

    Out of RHYME or reason
    Everyone's to blame
    Children of the season
    Don't be lame

    Sorry
    You're so sorry
    Don't be sorry

    Man has known
    And now he's blown it
    Upside down
    And hell's the only sound
    We did an awful job
    And now they say
    It's Nobody's Fault

    Old SAN ANDREAS
    Seven years ago
    Shove it up their richters
    Red lines stop and go

    Noblemen of courage
    Listen with their ears
    Spoke but how discouragin'
    When no one really hears

    One of these days you'll be sorry
    Too many houses on the stilt
    Three million years or just a story
    Four on the floor up to the hilt

    Out of RHYME or reason
    Everyone's to blame
    Children of the season
    Don't be lame

    Sorry
    You're so sorry
    Don't be sorry

    Man has known
    And now he's blown it
    Upside down
    And hell's the only sound
    We did an awful job
    And now we're just a little too late

    Eyes are full of desire
    Mind is so ill at ease
    Everything is on fire
    Shit piled up in debris

    California showtime
    Five o'clock's the news
    Said everybody's concubine
    Was GOIN' to take a snooze

    Sorry
    You're so sorry
    Don't be sorry

    Man has known
    And now he's blown it
    Upside down
    And hell's the only sound
    We did an awful job
    And now we're just a little too late

  • 7

    Get the Lead Out

    Do you like good boogie
    Like a real boogie woogie
    Hear the juke box singin'
    A get the dance hall swingin'
    A won't you grab my shaker
    I got to meet your maker
    Uumm get out the lead
    Get out on up there
    Get the lead out

    (Get ready), I'll show you my fist
    (Get ready), take hold of my wrist
    (Get ready), we really can't miss
    (Get ready)

    Uumm, hey good lookin'
    A what cha got there cookin'
    You a young spring chicken
    A make your feet start kickin'

    no no, no no, no no, no no, no no, no no, no no, no no

    (Get ready), I'll show you my fist
    (Get ready), take hold of my wrist
    (Get ready), we really can't miss
    (Get ready)

    Oh, hey good lookin'
    A what cha got there cookin'

    Hey good lookin'
    A what cha got there cookin'
    You a young spring chicken
    A make your feet start kickin'
    Boot it out, dance without me

    No no, no no, no no, no no, no no, no no, no no

  • 8

    Lick and a Promise

    Johnny come lately on a Saturday night
    Singin' how de do
    Backstreet a boogie in the house of delight
    Where they steal the show
    The money come sour but the ladies are sweet
    It's a love affair
    Whole place rockin', people stompin' their feet
    A when the gang's all there

    He gets his woman every night for free
    He's out there rockin' like you wouldn't believe
    I sing na, na, na, na, na
    Na, na, na, na, na

    Johnny like to gamble with his lady Louise
    She was a black jack deuces are wild
    He got to thinking 'bout his nose in the breeze
    Put it there, Johnny looked and he smiled
    He started thinking 'bout the fortune and fame
    With the young girls down at his knees
    He dug the money but forgot all the names
    So he knew just how to appease

    [Chorus:]
    Lick and a promise
    Lick and a promise
    Lick and a promise
    He gave the ladies a
    Lick and a promise

    Lick and a promise
    He gave the ladies a
    Lick and a promise

    Loose change grubber in his early, early years
    Had his poor mama pacin' the floors
    He grabbed a guitar and a couple a beers
    Now the crowd keeps screamin' for more

    He gets his woman every night for free
    He's out there rockin' like you wouldn't believe

    I sing na, na, na, na, na
    Sing na, na, na, na, na
    Na, na, na, na

  • 9

    Home Tonight

    Now it's time
    To say good night to you
    Now it's time
    To bid you sweet adieu

    And maybe, drink a cheers to yesterday
    And maybe, you'll drink those tears away

    So baby, don't let go
    Hold on real tight
    'Cause i'll be home tonight
    Tonight

    So baby, don't let go
    Hold on real tight
    'Cause i'll be home tonight
    Tonight
    Tonight