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ARETHA FRANKLIN lyrics - Aretha Sings The Blues

Nobody Knows The Way I Feel This Morning

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Nobody knows the way I feel this morning I said nobody knows the way I feel this morning If I had my way The graveyard would be the place my man would lay Nobody knows the way I feel this morning Well I pawned everything I had Everything I had this morning Well I pawned everything I had Everything I had this morning I apwned my ring, my godl watch and chain I'm not proud of myself I got a little bit of shame Nobody knows the way I feel this morning Well I feel like screaming Screaming and crying this morining Well I feel like screaming Screaming and crying this morining And i'm a leaving here on the southbound train this morning And i'm a leaving here on the southbound train this morning And i'm a leaving here on the southbound train And let me tell you that nothing is ever gonna bring your sweet baby back again Nobody knows the way I feel this morning

Swiss Cottage Manoeuvres

AL STEWART "Bed-Sitter Images"
On a Christmas cake day one Friday in August In a bookshop in Charing Cross Road I first set eyes on a girl and at once I did know She had eyes like a poet and hair like a rainbow Reflecting the lights that did glow And the sadness she kept in her eyes Struck my senses a blow And so as by chance at the touch of a glance We could find ourselves out in the road With no crush of time to defeat us and no place to go And I couldn't say how but the coffee bar crowd Had appeared through the silence that broke And she said "Oh my father's a judge in St Albans you know." "Oh well, then perhaps I could help you You know that St. Albans is miles away And I've got a room in Swiss Cottage in which you could stay "She laughed "Oh I couldn't do that, For I've got to be up in the morning you see. "So I rang up to find out the first morning train she could take And so in the gloom of a candlelit room With spaghetti, two forks and a plate She said "Oh I really would like to be free and escape." "Oh well if it's like thatYou don't have to go back And you're perfectly welcome to stay" "But I've not finished school yet." she said as she got into bed And so as she slept and the pure morning crept Through the windows to take her away I thought you can't make people be what you want them to be I could see my self nailed to a dormitory tale Of a holiday night's escapade And just yesterday she had seemed like a woman to me And so like a child with the sleep in her eyes Where the sadness of age had once been She left on the train with a "See you again" and a smile And I couldn't say what I had won or I lost Or even just what I had seen But when I'm alone I just think of her once in awhile.

I Feel The Same

BONNIE RAITT "Takin' My Time"
I Feel the Same (The Bonnie Raitt Collection) Say goodbye, Well I know it's true. I know you're leaving me but I, I'm leaving too. You won't forget me, or the sound of my name. Please believe me, I feel the same. It seems so empty now. Clo-ose the door. Ain't it hard to believe that you ever, lived this way before. All that nothing, causes all that pain. Please believe me, I feel the same. (guitar break) Well this broken soul, that I know a, a heart that's breakin'. You can't make it whole until you know what has been taken. And all those pieces, uh that you find them all your own. (guitar fills in the missing tag lyric) I said goodbye. Now you know it's true. You said you're leaving me, but honey I, I'm leaving too. You won't forget me or the sound of my name. Please believe me, I feel the same. Please believe me, I feel the same. (guitar break, and fade)

Sunday Morning Coming Down

WAYLON JENNINGS "The Taker/Tulsa"
Well, I woke up Sunday mornin' with no way To hold my head that didn't hurt And the beer I had for breakfast wasn't bad So I had one more for desert. Then I fumbled through my closet to my clothes And found my cleanest dirty shirt And I shaved my face and combed my hair Stumbled down the stair to meet the day. Well, I'd smoke my mind the night before With cigarettes and songs that I'd been picking But I lit my first and watched the small kid Cussing the can that he was kicking. Then I crossed the empty street and caught The Sunday smell of someone frying chicken And it took me back to somethin' That I'd lost somehow, somewhere along the way. On the Sunday morning sidewalk Wishing Lord, that I was stoned 'Cause there's something in a Sunday Makes a body feel alone. And there's nothing sure to dying Half as lonesome as the sound On the sleeping city sidewalk And Sunday morning coming down. In the park I saw a daddy With the laughin' little girl that he was swinging Then I stopped beside a Sunday school Listened to the songs they were singing. I headed back for home and somewhere far away A lonely bell was ringing And it echoed through the canyons Like the disappearing dreams of yesterday. On the Sunday morning sidewalk Wishing Lord, that I was stoned 'Cause there's something in a Sunday Makes a body feel alone...

City Of New Orleans

JERRY REED "Mind Your Love"
Well I'm ridin' on the City of New Orleans Illinois Central Monday morning rail Fifteen cars fifteen restless riders Three conductors and twenty-five sacks of mail All along the southbound odyssey the train rolls out of Kankakee Rolls along past houses farms and fields Passin' cars that have no names switchyards full of old black men And graveyards full of rusty old automobiles Well good morning America how are you Say don't you know me I'm your native son I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done Well good morning America how are you...

Lincoln Town

JOHN HIATT "Crossing Muddy Waters"
What I feel is like an old freight train Five miles long in the pouring rain Rolling out of Detroit loaded up with shiny cars And I'm sitting in a Cadillac smoking on a big cigar What I feel's like an engine room Open MY DOOR GET A WHIFF OF perfume LOOK AT that diesel burning up the atmosphere When you hear me blow honey BABE know I'm NEAR CHORUS: Well I'm going down to Lincoln town Turn your pretty little head around Take the next train outward bound Carry you out of Lincoln town I'M GETTIN' ON my home is with you There ain't no town or city will do I need a rolling partner TO CARRY me down the line and I'm a-comin' into Lincoln town baby right on time Well love is like an automobile or maybe a freight train DEPENDS on how you feel Big wheels rolling BABY TIL that engine WHINES ON rubber or steel honey baby I don't mind CHORUS When you see that old black smoke You know it's time to pack you a POKE Meet me at the station about a quarter to nine You can ride in my Cadillac OR honey you can RACK the blinds CHORUS TWICE Well I'm going down to Lincoln town Turn your pretty little head around Take the next train SOUTHWARD bound Carry you out of Lincoln town

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