No More No More
   
blood stains the ivories on my daddy's baby grand
ain't seen the daylight since we started this band
no more, no more [2x]
store-bought clothes fallin' 'part at the seams
tea leaf-readin' gypsies fortune-tellin' my dreams
no more, no more [2x]
Holiday Inn, lock the door with a chain
you love 'em and you hate it but to me they're all the same
no more, no more [3x]
baby I'm a dreamer
found my horse and carriage
stalemate jailbait ladies can't refuse
you love 'em then you leave 'em with your sold out reviews
no more, no more [2x]
sweet-talkin' bar room ladies disease
slippin' with her lips slidin' down your knees
no more, no more [3x]
*** screamer
bound to a wife in marriage
baby I'm a dreamer
found my horse and carriage
ladies hold the aces while my lovers call it passion
the men call it pleasure but to me it's old fashioned
times they're a-changin' nothing ever stands still
if I don't stop changin' I'll be writin' my will
it's the same old story never get a second chance
for a dance to the top of the hill
babe I'm a dreamer
found my horse and carriage

Round And Round
   
if you believe in me
like I believe in you
you wouldn't be tellin' me things
that weren't exactly true
now everythin' changes
ain't nothin' the same
I'm gettin' the strangest feelin' baby
I can't remember my name
cause the life I been livin'
and the love I been givin'
would be sure to set you spinnin'
but you ain't never touchin' ground
and I'm round and round
well it was one for all
and it was all for one
and everything that we did
never bothered no one
can you remember the days
when you were sweet sixteen
and always caught in the blaze
of someone else's dreams
I'm goin' round and round
I'm goin' round and round

You See Me Crying
   
You see me crying, don't let it getcha down.
You see me crying, I'm back to the lost and found.
Honey whatcha done to your head?
Honey was it the words I said?
Honey whatcha done to your head?
Honey was it the words I said?
You see me crying, say your a ladies man.
You see me crying, I'm so hard to understand.
Honey whatcha done to your head?
Honey was the words that I said?
Honey whatcha done to your head?
Honey was the words that I said?

You see me crying, please say you'll stick around.
And I got to be your lover, hon, let me take you to town.
And I'll show you everything that I know.
And I'll never let you go...
Cause my love is like a merry-go-around...
Honey whatcha done to your head?
Honey was the words that I said?
Honey whatcha done to your head?
Honey was the words that I said?
Ahhh

Back In The Saddle
   
I'm back
I'm back in the saddle again
I'm back
I'm back in the saddle again

Ridin' into town alone
By the light of the moon
I'm looking for ole' Sukie Jones
She crazy horse saloon
Barkeep gimme a drink
That's when she caught my eye
She turned to give me a wink
That'd make a grown man cry

I'm back in the saddle again
I'm back
I'm back in the saddle again
I'm back

Umm...come easy, go easy
Alright 'til the rising sun
I'm calling all the shots tonight
I'm like a loaded gun
Peelin' off my boots and chaps
I'm saddle sore
Four bits gets you time in the racks
I scream for more

Fools' gold out of their mines
The girls are soaking wet
No tongue's drier than mine
I'll come when I get back

I'm back in the saddle again
I'm back
I'm back in the saddle again
I'm riding, I'm loading up my pistol
I'm riding, I really got a fistful
I'm riding, I'm shining up my saddle
I'm riding, this snake is gonna rattle

I'm back in the saddle again
I'm back
I'm back in the saddle again
I'm back

Ridin' high
Ridin' high
Ridin' high already

---

"Rocks" (1976)

Back In The Saddle
Last Child
Rats In The Cellar
Combination
Sick As A Dog
Nobody's Fault
Get The Lead Out
Lick And A Promise
Home Tonight

Last Child
   
I'm dreaming tonight, I'm living back home
Right!
Yeah...yeah

Take me back to a south Tallahassee
Down cross the bridge to my sweet sassafrassy
Can't stand up on my feet in the city
Gotta get back to the real nitty gritty

Yes sir, no sir
Don't come close to my
Home sweet home
Can't catch no dose
Of my hot tail poon tang sweetheart
Sweathog ready to make a silk purse
From a J Paul Getty and his ear
With her face in her beer

Home sweet home

Get out in the field
Put the mule in the stable
Ma she's a cookin'
Put the eats on the table
Hate's in the city
And my love's in the meadow
Hands on the plow
And my feets in the ghetto

Stand up, sit down
Don't do nothing
It ain't no good when boss man's
Stuffin' down their throats
For paper notes
And their babies cry
While cities lie at their feet
When you're rockin' the street

Home sweet home

Mama, take me home sweet home

I was the last child
I'm just a punk in the street
[Repeat]

Rats In The Cellar
   
Goin' under, rats in the cellar
Goin' under, skin's turnin' yellow
Nose is runny, losin' my connection
Losin' money, getting no affection

New York City blues
East side, West side blues
Throw me in the slam
Catch me if you can
Believe
That you're wearing
Tearing me apart

Safe complaining, 'cause everything's rotten
Go insanin', and ain't a thing forgotten
Feelin' cozy, Rats In The Cellar
Cheeks are rosy, skin's turning yellow
Loose and soggy, lookin' rather lazy
See my body, pushin up the daisies

New York City's dues
East side, west side news
Throw me in the slam
Catch me if you can
Believe
That you're wearing
Tearing me apart

New York City blues
East side, west side blues
Throw me in the slam
A catch me if you can
Believe
That you're wearing
Tearing me apart

Combination   

The street is cold, the dawn is gray
My heart says no but my head says stay
My work is finished, or so I've been told
You can't part the three of us, once we got a hold

I forgot my name
I took a shot on the chin
I'm rearranging my game
Tell by the shape I'm in

In the line of fire, you know what to say
They gave us no choices, just one shade of gray
My legs keep moving, don't seem to stray
But I know each step we take, they're one step away

I found the secret, the key to the vault
We walked in darkness, kept hittin' the walls
I took the time, to feel for the door
I found the secret, the key to it all

I got the Nouveauree
And dragged it home to bed
I traded you for me
I took it all and said

I find my own fun, sometimes for free
I got to pay it to come looking for me
Walking on Gucci, wearin' Yves Saint Laurent
Barely stay on, 'cause I'm so God damn gaunt

I found the secret, the key to the vault
We walked in darkness, kept hittin' the walls
I took the time, to feel for the door
I found the secret, the key to it all

Sick As A Dog
   
Please, I just got to talk to you
Please, a getcha your head out of the loo
Please, and we're a long, long way from home
Please, you'd turn a young man's face to stone

[Chorus]

Sick as a dog, what's your story
Sick as a dog, a cat got your tongue
Sick as a dog, you'll be sorry
Sick as a dog, you're really ain't that young

Please, you were much to my surprise
Please, you're the lady in disguise
Please, you're the only a friend I got
Please, you'll be the last to see me rot

Sick as a dog, what's your story
Sick as a dog, uum cat got your tongue
Sick as a dog, you'll be sorry
Sick as a dog, 'cause ya really ain't that young

Please, it's a shame you're so refined
Please, you was the last thing on my mind
Please, don't be late to take it light
Please, you're gonna bay into the night

Sick as a dog, what's your story
Sick as a dog, uum cat got your tongue
Sick as a dog, you'll be sorry
Sick as a dog, 'cause you really ain't so young

Take it light
Take it light
Take it light
Take it light
Say goodnight
Take it light

Nobody's Fault
      
Lord I must be dreamin'
What else could this be
Everybody's screamin'
Running' for the sea

Holy lands are sinkin'
Birds take to the sky
The prophets are all stinking drunk
I know the reason why

Eyes are full of desire
Mind is so ill at ease
Everything is on fire
Shit piled up to the knees
Out of rhyme or reason
Everyone's to blame
Children of the season
Don't be lame

Sorry, you're so sorry
Don't be sorry
Man has known
And now he's blown it
Upside down and hell's the only sound
We did an awful job
And now they say it's nobody's fault

Old St. Andres
Seven years ago
Shove it up their richters
Red lines stop and go
Noblemen of courage
Listen with their ears
Spoke but how discouragin'
When no one really hears

One of these day's you'll be sorry
Too many houses on the stilt
Three million years or just a story
Four on the floor up to the hilt

Out of rhyme or reason
Everyone's to blame
Children of the season
Don't be lame

Sorry, we're so sorry
Don't be sorry
Man has known
And now he's blown it
Upside down and hell's the only sound
We did an awful job
And now we're just a little too late

Eyes are full of desire
Mind is so ill at ease
Everything is on fire
Shit piled up in debris

California showtime
Five o'clock's the news
Everybody's concubine
Was prone to take a snooze

Sorry, we're so sorry
Don't be sorry
Man has known
And now he's blown it
Upside down and hell's the only sound
We did an aweful job
And now we're just a little too late

Get The Lead Out
   
Do you like good boogie
Like a real boogie woogie
Hear the juke box singin'
A get the dance hall swingin'
A won't you grab my shaker
I got to meet your maker
Uumm get out the lead
Get out on up there
Get the lead out

(Get ready), I'll show you my fist
(Get ready), take hold of my wrist
(Get ready), we really can't miss
(Get ready)

Uumm, hey good lookin'
A what cha got there cookin'
You a young spring chicken
A make your feet start kickin'

no no, no no, no no, no no, no no, no no, no no, no no

(Get ready), I'll show you my fist
(Get ready), take hold of my wrist
(Get ready), we really can't miss
(Get ready)

Oh, hey good lookin'
A what cha got there cookin'

Hey good lookin'
A what cha got there cookin'
You a young spring chicken
A make your feet start kickin'
Boot it out, dance without me

No no, no no, no no, no no, no no, no no, no no