JOHN DENVER lyrics - Best Of John Denver Live

Bet On The Blues

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(Paxton) Five hundred'll buy you a stack. Bet it on the red or the black and you'll lose, bet on the blues. You tell me you're a gambling man. Try to beat the house if you can and you lose, bet on the blues. If you're looking to get an inside slant, if you're looking for something so good you can't refuse, bet on the blues. Find a man who thinks he's over the hump, I'm here to tell you he's a kind of a chump you can use, bet on the blues, bet on the blues. Lucky old sun is shining today. Even money says you'll be paying some dues, bet on the blues. You say you found your lady fair. Eight to five she's wearing her traveling shoes, bet on the blues. Five hundred'll buy you a stack. Bet it on the red or the black and you'll lose, bet on the blues. You tell me you're a gambling man. Try to beat the house if you can and you lose, bet on the blues. If you're looking to get an inside slant, if you're looking for something so good you can't refuse, bet on the blues, bet on the blues, bet on the blues, bet on the blues, bet on the blues.

Good Time Charlie's Got The Blues

DWIGHT YOAKAM "Under The Covers"
(Danny O'Keefe) Everybody's gone away, Said they're movin' to L.A. There's not a soul I know around, Everybody's leavin' town Some caught a freight, some caught a plane Said find the sunshine leave the rain They say this town will waste your time Guess they're right -- it's wasting mine Chorus: Some gotta win, some gotta lose Good Time Charlie's got the blues Good Time Charlie's got the blues Y'know my heart keeps tellin' me You're not a kid at 33 Y'play around y'lose your wife, Y'play too long, you lose your life Got my pills t'ease the pain, Can't find a thing to stop the rain I'd love t'try and settle down, But everybody's leavin' town Chorus: Some gotta win, some gotta lose Good Time Charlie's got the blues Good Time Charlie's got the blues Good Time Charlie's got the blues Got the blues, got the blues Got the blues, got the blues Good Time Charlie's got the blues

Big Red Sun Blues

LUCINDA WILLIAMS "Lucinda Williams"
written by Lucinda Williams Gurf Morlix guitar/dobro John Ciambotti bass Donald Lindley drums Jim Lauderdale background vocals Skip Edwards keyboards Pat Quinn background vocals Everything is going wrong it's not right anymore We can't seem to get along the way we did before Sun is hanging in the sky sinking low and so am I Just for the love of someone and a big red sun How I gonna lose these big red sun blues Big red sun big red sun big red sun blues True love to hold is worth everything It's worth more than gold or any diamond ring But this little diamond and a heart that's been broken Are all I got from you, big red sun How I gonna lose these big red sun blues Big red sun big red sun big red sun blues SOLO Look out at that western sky out over the open plains God only knows why this is all that remains But give me one more promise and another kiss And I guess the deal's still on you big red sun How I gonna lose these big red sun blues Big red sun big red sun big red sun blues How I gonna lose these big red sun blues Big red sun big red sun big red sun blues From Lucinda WIlliams Lucinda Williams Chameleon Records 1992 (1988) Lucy Jones Music(BMI) 1988

My Adidas

RUN DMC "Raising Hell"
My Adidas walk through concert doors and roam all over coliseum floors I stepped on stage, at Live Aid All the people gave an applause that paid And out of speakers I did speak I wore my sneakers but I'm not a sneak My Adidas cuts the sand of a foreign land with mic in hand I cold took command my Adidas and me both askin P we make a good team my Adidas and me we get around together, rhyme forever and we won't be mad when worn in bad weather My Adidas.. My Adidas.. My Adidas standin on 2 Fifth St. funky fresh and yes cold on my feet with no shoe string in em, I did not win em I bought em off the Ave with my black lee denim I like to sport em that's why I bought em a sucker tried to steal em so I caught em and I thwart em and I walk down the street and I bop to the beat with Lee on my legs and adidas on my feet and now I just standin here shooting the gif me and D and my Adidas standing on 2 Fifth My Adidas.. My Adidas.. Now me and my Adidas do the illest things we like to stomp out pimps with diamond rings we slay all suckers who perpetrate and lay down law from state to state we travel on gravel, drit road or street I wear my Adidas when I rock the beat on stage front page every show I go it's Adidas on my feet high top or low My Adidas.. My Adidas.. Now the Adidas I possess for one man is rare myself homeboy got 50 pair got blue and black cause I like to chill and yellow and green when it's time to get ill got a pair that I wear when I'm playin ball with the heal inside make me 10 feet tall my Adidas only bring good news and they are not used as selling shoes they're black and white, white with black stripe the ones I like to wear when I rock the mic on the strength of our famous university we took the beat from the street and put it on TV my Adidas are seen on the movie screen Hoyywood knows we're good if you know what I mean we started in the alley, now we chill in Cali and I won't trade my Adidas for no beat up Balis My Adidas..

Moanin' The Blues

HANK WILLIAMS "Live at the Grand Ole Opry"
Words and music by Hank Williams, Sr. When my [D] baby moved out and the blues moved in There wasn't nothin' I could do But mosey around with my head in my hands Lord [A7] what am I comin' [D] to I just keep [A7] Moanin' [P] [NC] Moa-oanin' the blues. [D] ... [D7] I [*G7] wrote a nice, long [D] letter Sayin' [*G7] mama please come [D] home Your [E7] dad-ad-dy is lon-one-some And [A7] all I [Am] do is [A7] moan ... I been [D] lovin' that gal for so doggone long I can't afford to lose her now I thought I was right but I must of been wrong 'Cause my [A7] head is startin' to bow [D] And now I'm [A7] Moanin' [P] [NC] Moa-oanin' The Blues. [D] If you want a good gal to stay around You gotta treat her nice and kind If you do her wrong she'll leave this tonw And you'll almost lose your mlind Then you'll moanin'; Moa-oanin' The Blues. Aw! baby, baby, baby Honey baby, please come home Your dad-ad-dy is lon-one-some and all I do is moan I promise you baby that I'll be good And I'll never be bad no more I'm sittin' here waitin' for you right now To walk through that front door Then I'll stop moanin'; Moa-oanin' The Blues.

Don't Waste It On The Blues

Gene Watson
I know there's nothing worse than a bad goodbye And you think you'll feel better if you have a good cry But save those tears for tomorrow when there's nothing better to do It's a beautiful night, don't waste it on the blues Time is all it takes for a broken heart to mend And sooner or later you know you'll try to love again So why not start tonight, you've only got the hurtin' to lose There's a full moon out, don't waste it on the blues Don't waste one more minute Leavin' a bad break, to keep you home in the dark There's nothin' like a walk in the moonlight To let love run away with your heart You could turn on your stereo and play your saddest songs Sit by your window and stare out all night long But if you look up you'll see the stars are just too bright to refuse It's a beautiful night, don't waste it on the blues If you look up you'll see the stars are just too bright to refuse It's a good night for love, don't waste it on the blues

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