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COVER-LYRICS A Satisfied Mind
(Joe 'Red' Hayes / Jack Rhodes) How many times have you heard someone say, If I had his money I would do things my way, But little they know, that it's so hard to find One rich man in ten with a satisfied mind. Once I was waiting in fortune and fame, Everything that I dreamed for to get a start in life's game But suddenly it happened, I lost every dime But I'm richer by far with a satisfied mind. Money can't buy back your youth when you're old Or a friend when you're lonely, or a love that's grown cold The wealthiest person is a pauper at times Compared to the man with a satisfied mind. When life has ended, and my time has run out My friends and my loved ones, I leave there's no doubt But there's one thing for certain when it comes my time I'll leave this old world with a satisfied mind. Satisfied Mind - Music & Lyrics: Red Hayes/Jack Rhodes - appears on Law and Order (1981) How many times have you heard someone say, "If I had his money, I could do things my way." But little they know, it's so hard to find One rich man in ten with a satisfied mind. Once I was living in fortune and fame, Everything that I dreamed of to get a start in life's game. Then suddenly it happened, I lost every dime, But I'm richer by far with a satisfied mind. 'Cause money can't buy back your youth when you're old, Or a friend when you're lonely, Or a love that's grown cold. The wealthiest person is a pauper at times, Compared to the man with a satisfied mind. When life has ended, my time has run out, My friends and my loved ones I'll leave, there's no doubt. But one thing for certain when it comes my time, I'll leave this old world with a satisfied mind. Oh Babe, It Ain't No Lie Elizabeth Cotton Been all around this whole round world And I just got back today Work all the week, honey I'd give all to you Honey, babe, what more can I do? Oh, babe, it ain't no lie Oh, babe, it ain't no lie Oh, babe, it ain't no lie You know this life I'm livin' is mighty fine One old woman, Lord, in this town Keep-a tellin' her lies on me Wish to my soul that old woman would die Keep-a tellin' her lies on me SEARCHING FOR A SOLDIER'S GRAVE Written by: (?) (Chorus:) Somewhere here among these many thousands Of Americans who all died true and brave That's where I know I'll find him resting So I'm here, I'm searching for his grave You ask me, stranger, why I made this journey Why cross three thousand miles of rolling waves Like many others, my darling was killed in action That's why I'm here, I'm searching for his grave (Repeat Chorus) When I come to the spot where he's sleeping I know it will cause more heartaches inside But I'll long to be by his side once more and tell him Tell him that I love him, and will until I die (Repeat Chorus) Folsom Prison Blues by Johnny Cash I hear the train a-coming It's rolling round the bend And I ain't seen the sunshine Since I don't know when I'm stuck in Folsom Prison And time keeps draggin' on But that train keeps a-rollin' On down to San Antone When I was just a baby My Mama told me, son Always be a good boy Don't ever play with guns But I shot the man in Reno Just to watch him die When I hear that whistle blowin' I hang my head and cry I bet there's rich folk eatin' In a fancy dining car They're prob'ly drinkin' coffee And smokin' big cigars Well I know I had it comin' I know I can't be free But those people keep a-movin' And that's what tortures me Well if they freed me from this prison If that railroad train was mine I bet I'd move it on A little farther down the line Far from Folsom Prison That's where I want to stay And I'd let that lonesome whistle Blow my blues away Folsom Prison Blues I hear the train a-comin'; it's rollin' 'round the bend, And I ain't seen the sunshine since I don't know when, I'm stuck at Folsom Prison and time keeps draggin' on. But that train keeps a-rollin' On down to San Antone. When I was just a baby, my mama told me. "Son, Always be a good boy; don't ever play with guns." But I shot a man in Reno just to watch him die. When I hear that whistle blowin' I hang my head and cry. I bet there's rich folks eatin' in a fancy dining car. They're prob'ly drinkin' coffee and smokin' big cigars, But I know I had it comin', I know I can't be free, But those people keep a-movin', And that's what tortures me. Well, if they freed me from this prison, if that railroad train was mine, I bet I'd move on over a little farther down the line, Far from Folsom Prison, that's where I want to stay, And I'd let that lonesome whistle Blow my blues away. Big River Well I taught that weeping willow how to cry cry cry, Taught the clouds how to cover up a clear blue sky. Tears I cried for that woman are gonna flood you big river, And I'm a gonna sit right here until I die. I met her accidentally in St. Paul, Minnesota, She tore me up everything I heard her drawl, that southern drawl. Well I heard my dream went back downstream, cavortin' in Davenport, And I follow you big river when you called. Well I followed her down to St. Louie, later on down the river, Trader said she's been here, but she's gone, boy, she's gone. Well I followed her down to Memphis, but she just walked off the bus, She raised a few eyebrows and she went on down alone. Well I've gotten on down to Baton Rouge, River Queen roll on, Take that woman down to New Orleans, New Orleans. I give up, I've had enough, followed my blues on down to the gulf, She loves you big river more than me. Big River Lyrics: Johnny Cash Music: Johnny Cash One of the songs Bob Weir sang most frequently with the Dead. He also sang it at least once with Kingfish. And more recently with Ratdog and Weir/Wasserman. Chorus Well I taught that weepin' willow how to cry, cry, cry Taught the clouds how to cover up a clear blue sky Tears I cried for that woman gonna flood you, big river I'm gonna sit right here until I die Well I met her accidentally in St Paul, Minnesota And it tore me up every time I heard her drawl that southern drawl Then I heard my dream went back downstream cavorting in Devonport And I followed you big river when you called [chorus] Well I followed her to St Louis later on down the river A freighter says she's been here, but she's gone, boy, she's gone Well I found her trail in Memphis but she just walked up the bluff Raised a few eyebrows and then she went on down alone [chorus] Now won't you bat it down by Baton Rouge, river queen rolling on Take that woman down to New Orleans, New Orleans Go on I've had enough, dump my blues down in the Gulf She loves you, big river, more than me [chorus] That Lucky Old Sun Haven Gillespie / Beasley Smith Up in the Mornin', out on the job Work like the devil for my pay But that Lucky Old Sun has nothin' to do But roll, roll around heaven all day Fuss with my woman toil for my kids Sweat 'til I'm wrinkled and gray While that Lucky Old Sun got nothin' to do But roll, roll around heaven all day. Lord above, can't you hear me pinin'? Tears all in my eyes Send down that cloud with a silver linin', Lift me up to Paradise Show me that river, take me across And wash all my troubles away. Like That Lucky Old Sun, give me nothin' to do But roll, roll around heaven all day Show me that river Lead me across and wash all my troubles away. Like That Luck-y Old Sun, give me nothin' to do But roll, roll around heaven Roll, roll around heaven (I'm Your) Hoochie Coochie Man by Willie Dixon The gypsy woman told my mother Before I was born I got a boy child's comin' He's gonna be a son of a gun He gonna make pretty women's Jump and shout Then the world wanna know What this all about But you know I'm him Everybody knows I'm him Well you know I'm the hoochie coochie man Everybody knows I'm him I got a black cat bone I got a mojo too I got the Johnny Concheroo I'm gonna mess with you I'm gonna make you girls Lead me by my hand Then the world will know The hoochie coochie man But you know I'm him Everybody knows I'm him Oh you know I'm the hoochie coochie man Everybody knows I'm him On the seventh hours On the seventh day On the seventh month The seven doctors say He was born for good luck And that you'll see I got seven hundred dollars Don't you mess with me But you know I'm him Everybody knows I'm him Well you know I'm the hoochie coochie man Everybody knows I'm him Money Honey by Jesse Stone You know, the landlord rang my front door bell. I let it ring for a long, long spell. I went to the window, I peeped through the blind, And asked him to tell me what's on his mind. He said, Money, honey. Money, honey. Money, honey, if you want to get along with me. Well, I screamed and I hollered, I was so hard-pressed. I called the woman that I loved the best. I finally got my baby about half past three, She said I'd like to know what you want with me. I said, Money, honey. Money, honey. Money, honey, If you want to get along with me. Well, I said tell me baby, what's wrong with you? From this day on our romance is through. I said tell me, baby, face to face How could another man take my place? She said Money, honey. Money, honey. Money, honey, If you want to get a long with me. Well, I've learned my lesson and now I know The sun may shine and the winds may blow. The women may come and the women may go, But before I say I love you so, I want Money, honey. Money, honey. Money, honey, If you want to get along with me. She's About A Mover (Doug Sahm) She was walking down the street Looking fine as she could be, hey, hey She was walking down the street She's looking fine as she could be, hey, hey You know I love you, baby Oh hear what is say, hey, hey She walked right up to me Said, "Hey, big boy, what's your name?" She walked right up to me Said, "Hey, big boy, what's your name?" Hey, hey We had love and conversation Oh yeah, what I say, hey hey She's about a mover She's about a mover She's about a mover She's about a mover Hey, hey She's about a mover She's about a mover You know I love you, baby Oh yeah, what I say, yeah, hey Now, she walked right up to me, talkin' about me She said, "Hey, big boy, what's your name?" Well, she walked right up to me Said, "Hey, big boy, what's your name?" We had love and conversation Oh yeah, what I say, hey hey She's about a mover She's about a mover She's about a mover She's about a mover, hey |
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