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No thank you!!
03:26
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I don’t need a helping hand I don’t need a business plan
I don’t need to be told what to do
In this world of greed and sorrow I’ll care for my own tomorrow
I know you mean well but no thank you
Well I drink a beer for breakfast every morning
And I smoke two packs of cigarettes a day
I love a greasy burger and onion rings
We’re all gonna die of something anyway
I don’t need ...
Well I don’t vote I don’t militate
For what lie what twisted point of view
But I’ll listen to what my heart dictates
And live my life if it’s all the same to you
I don’t need ...
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Forever gone (II)
04:28
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You just walked away left nothing behind
just an empty hole full of pain
I wish it was yesterday but you can’t bring back time
Lord have mercy I messed up again
Too much whisky can make you lose your head
I can’t recall what I did wrong
I swear to you I am sorry and I’d rather be dead
But it’s too late now you’re forever gone
Forever gone out of my world
Hello blues here I come again
She was a sweet beautiful girl
Hello loneliness my old friend, my old friend
I wish I was like you with your faith and strength
Nothing could ever bring you down
But I’ve been on that hard road, I don’t see the end
Just that dark cloud hanging around, round, round
Forever gone ...
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Working man (II)
04:12
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Five in the morning lights up a smoke
Gets out of bed puts his clothes on
Two cups of coffee, it’s time to go
Clocks in at seven life goes on
He’s a working man that’s his fate
He’s a working man yeah yeah yeah
He’s a working man from his head to his toes
He’s a working man that’s the way it goes
Working man
Never thinks how different things could’ve been
He works with his hands his calloused hands
He believes in hard work the american dream
He believes in courage that’s where he stands
He’s a working man …
Don’t need no reward don’t need no praise
He takes care of himself and the ones he loves
He don’t care to listen to what the union man says
He trusts his own heart and the Lord above
He’s a working man …
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4. |
Freedom
04:01
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Freedom for the trees
Freedom for the water
Freedom for the air
it would ease my mind, it would ease my mind
Freedom for the whale
Freedom for the wolf
Freedom for all colors
it would ease my mind, it would ease my mind
Freedom for the black
Freedom for the red
Freedom for all colors
it would ease my mind, it would ease my mind
Freedom for the woman
Freedom for the child
Freedom for the old
it would ease my mind, it would ease my mind
Freedom for truth
Freedom for life
Freedom for free
it would ease my mind, it would ease my mind
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You're the only one
02:50
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I don’t really care if the sun shines again
I don’t really care about flowers in the spring
You’re the only one that can make my heart sing
I don’t really care to keep up with the trends
I don’t really care what people think or do
You’re the only one I only care about you
I don’t really care about winners or losers
I don’t really care they can all drown in the sea
You’re the only one that matters to me
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6. |
Driftin' on
02:59
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Broken hearts broken homes
Ghosts in the night all alone
With no direction in this whole wide ocean
Broken ships driftin’ on
Broken faith broken hopes
No one to trust or to believe
Promises no one ever holds
Broken words driftin’ on
Ears that can’t hear eyes that can’t see
Take away the fear let truth set you free
Broken peace broken dreams
Race for power run by greed
But in the end no one ever wins
Broken people driftin’ on
In the end no one ever wins
Broken people driftin’ on driftin’ on
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7. |
Dead end blues (II)
03:04
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I’ve been feeling them blues eversince I can remember
I’ve been paying them dues forever and ever
Won’t you show me some way out of this
Lord won’t you help me out of them dead-end blues
I’ve been hanging in this town waiting for my lucky break
Luck hasn’t come around them blues I can’t shake
Won’t you show me some way out of this
Lord won’t you help me out of them dead-end blues
I know there is a way I can ease my troubled mind
I’ve been praying for the day I can leave them blues behind
Won’t you show me some way out of this
Lord won’t you help me out of them dead-end blues
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8. |
Woman
04:28
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Woman you’re the sweetest thing
Woman I’ve ever seen
Woman you’re the love of my life
Woman I can’t get enough
Woman of your sweet love
Woman everyday everynight
Like the sun that shines even on the darkest day
You light my path and show me the way
Like the flower that blooms in the snow-covered ground
You give me strength when I’m down
Woman ...
Like the song of a robin high up in the tree
You cheer me up life looks good again
Like the eagle in the sky soaring high and free
You lift me up above clouds and rain
Woman ...
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Lord I can’t go on like this, this sure can’t be right
Bossman a mean man
likes to drive me hard all day sweet Rose drives me hard all night
Get to work early morning come home about sundown
Sweet baby Rose, Lord,
she’s waiting by the door she just wants to mess around
Well the blues ain’t for the lucky
I can’t take it anymore
If you ain’t lucky believe me
It’s gonne knock right on your door
I got a leak in the truck and my dog he don’t like me
Chewed up my brand new rug
Lord I don’t know what to do bad luck won’t leave me be
I got a call from the bank I’m overdrawn again
I’m late with my rent, Lord,
You know I’m going insane just about to lose my mind
Well the blues …
Saturday I feel so tired I wanna rest my weary bones
Sweet Rose she doesn’t care
Lord I know what’s on her mind I guess there are worse ways to die
Well the blues …
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10. |
Creole romance (II)
04:18
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Well here we go again cries and pain
Another man another lover another lie
You couldn’t help yourself ’ won’t happen again
But this has gone far enough time to say goodbye
You’re asking me to give you a second chance
Baby there’s nothing more I want with you
Girl I’m tired of your games the same dance
You did what you did but now we’re thru
Going down to New Orleans I wanna get me some creole romance
Going down to New Orleans give me some creole romance
I’m tired of city girls and their cell phones
Uptight fitness junkies always on a run
Fancy perfumes and cars fancy homes
Jogging ten miles is their idea of fun
Going down to New Orleans ...
I want some big legged Moma creole queen
Smells like a woman smooth as a snake
Eyes that will melt you down you know what I mean
She ain’t into lying she ain’t no fake
Going down to New Orleans ...
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Frank Blackfield Donostia San Sebastian, Spain
frankblackfield.music@gmail.com
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