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JIMMY BUFFETT lyrics - Living And Dying In 3/4 Time


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I cut my teeth on gumbo rock Benny Spellman and Doctor John Sweet Irma Thomas and Frog man Henry Use to boogie woogie all night long Though I love rock and roll the acoustic guitar was the only way I had of becoming a star I knew it recognized and traveling around But they won't play my record in my ol' hometown If I had saxophones Big baritone, cleanin' up the muddy breaks If I had Saxophones I could get some recognition from that Mobile Alabama DJ Livin' by the ocean sometimes I get the notion To take my Jane to Alabam We hang out in a funky little bar They call it the Shipwreck lounge Well, we get kinda drunk and we play rock and roll Grabbin' everybody right down in their soul When we get to cookin' something's still wrong There's still something missing from them good old songs If we had saxophones Big baritone, cleaning up the muddy breaks If we had saxophones I could make that joint shimmy like a big California earthquake If we had saxophone Big baritones, cleaning up the muddy breaks If we had saxophone I could get some recognition from that Mobile Alabama DJ

Too Old To Rock 'n' Roll: Too Young To Die

JETHRO TULL "Too Old To Rock 'n' Roll: Too Young To Die!"
The old Rocker wore his hair too long, wore his trouser cuffs too tight. Unfashionable to the end --- drank his ale too light. Death's head belt buckle --- yesterday's dreams --- the transport caf' prophet of doom. Ringing no change in his double-sewn seams in his post-war-babe gloom. Now he's too old to Rock'n'Roll but he's too young to die. He once owned a Harley Davidson and a Triumph Bonneville. Counted his friends in burned-out spark plugs and prays that he always will. But he's the last of the blue blood greaser boys all of his mates are doing time: married with three kids up by the ring road sold their souls straight down the line. And some of them own little sports cars and meet at the tennis club do's. For drinks on a Sunday --- work on Monday. They've thrown away their blue suede shoes. Now they're too old to Rock'n'Roll and they're too young to die. So the old Rocker gets out his bike to make a ton before he takes his leave. Up on the A1 by Scotch Corner just like it used to be. And as he flies --- tears in his eyes --- his wind-whipped words echo the final take and he hits the trunk road doing around 120 with no room left to brake. And he was too old to Rock'n'Roll but he was too young to die. No, you're never too old to Rock'n'Roll if you're too young to die.

It's Still Rock And Roll To Me

BILLY JOEL "Glass Houses"
What's the matter with the clothes I'm wearing? 'Can't you tell that your tie's too wide?' Maybe I should buy some old tab collars? 'Welcome back to the age of jive. Where have you been hidin' out lately, honey? You can't dress trashy till you spend a lot of money.' Everybody's talkin' 'bout the new sound Funny, but it's still rock and roll to me What's the matter with the car I'm driving? 'Can't you tell that it's out of style?' Should I get a set of while wall tires? 'Are you gonna cruise the miracle mile? Nowadays you can't be too sentimental Your best bet's a true baby blue Continental.' Hot funk, cool punk, even if it's old junk It's still rock and roll to me Oh, it doesn't matter what they say in the papers 'Cause it's always been the same old scene. There's a new band in town But you can't get the sound from a story in a magazine... Aimed at your average teen How about a pair of pink sidewinders And a bright orange pair of pants? 'You could really be a Beau Brummel baby If you just give it half a chance. Don't waste your money on a new set of speakers, You get more mileage from a cheap pair of sneakers.' Next phase, new wave, dance craze, anyways It's still rock and roll to me What's the matter with the crowd I'm seeing? 'Don't you know that they're out of touch?' Should I try to be a straight 'A' student? 'If you are then you think too much. Don't you know about the new fashion honey? All you need are looks and a whole lotta money.' It's the next phase, new wave, dance craze, anyways It's still rock and roll to me Everybody's talkin' 'bout the new sound Funny, but it's still rock and roll to me


(Dennis E Sumner - Gary Rossington - Johnny Van Zant -Rickey Medlocke - Hughie Thomasson) I can still remember I was eight years old The first time that I picked her up little did I know She's taken me to places that I've never been Did my first gig in a rock-n-roll band Berneice, sweet Berneice Get a real job let the guitar go There ain't no future in this rock-n-roll So go for your guitars, go for your guns Better think twice it's three against one Take your best shot it's a showdown now Berneice, sweet Berneice Oh, Berneice won't you play for me A guitar woman needs a guitar man One without the other, neither one of them can stand Remember where we came from we can do it all again So thanks to all you people, give youselves a hand Berneice, sweet Berneice Berneice, won't you play for me

The Load-Out

JACKSON BROWNE "Running On Empty"
(Jackson Browne & Bryan Garofalo) Now the seats are all empty Let the roadies take the stage Pack it up and tear it down They're the first to come and last to leave Working for that minimum wage They'll set it up in another town Tonight the people were so fine They waited there in line And when they got up on their feet they made the show And that was sweet... But I can hear the sound Of slamming doors and folding chairs And that's a sound they'll never know Now roll them cases out and lift them amps Haul them trusses down and get'em up them ramps 'Cause when it comes to moving me You guys are the champs But when that last guitar's been packed away You know that I still want to play So just make sure you got it all set to go Before you come for my piano But the band's on the bus And they're waiting to go We've got to drive all night and do a show in Chicago or Detroit, I don't know We do so many shows in a row And these towns all look the same We just pass the time in our hotel rooms And wander 'round backstage Till those lights come up and we hear that crowd And we remember why we came Now we got country and western on the bus R and B, we got disco in eight tracks and cassettes in stereo We've got rural scenes & magazines We've got truckers on the CB We've got Richard Pryor on the video We got time to think of the ones we love While the miles roll away But the only time that seems too short Is the time that we get to play People you've got the power over what we do You can sit there and wait Or you can pull us through Come along, sing the song You know you can't go wrong 'Cause when that morning sun comes beating down You're going to wake up in your town But we'll be scheduled to appear A thousand miles away from here

I Can Play That Rock & Roll

JOE WALSH "You Bought It - You Name It"
Well that disco thing can sure get funky All them pretty songs seem too slow I like to sit and pick with them good old boys Maybe New Wave's in, I just don't know When the critics try to analyse the current trend I just sit back and watch 'em come and go Cos I can play that rock and roll Oh, now I can play that rock and roll Hey now, I can play that rocking rock and roll If you, if you wanna party at the next election Only one way to go Put on a rocking rock and roll selection Turn up and vote And you can check out anytime you want Just call me Joe And I can play that rock and roll for ya... Yeah yeah yeah yeah I can play that rock and roll Yeah, now now, I, I, I, well I can play that rock and roll Well I can play that rock and roll I can play that rock and roll

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