"Sha-La-La"

A strange kind of magic
Call it voodoo
You want the woman
Yes you do

Believe me baby
I know it's true
Come on sugar
Let me give it to you

I want to sha-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Ooh right

Black magic woman
You've got a hole
Come on sugar
I'll lose control

I want your body
Not your soul
Come on baby
Take my jelly roll

Hey honey
Want some money
Go find it
I do

"Shades Of A Blue Orphanage"

When we were kids he used to go over the back wall into old Dan's scrapyard
Into the snooker hall where most us kids were barred
An' into the Roxy and the Stella where film stars starred
That's where me and Hopalong an' Roy Rogers got drunk and jarred
And we might have been the saviour of the men,
the captured captain in the devil's demon den
And we might have been the magic politician in some kind of tricky position
Like an old, old, old master musician we kept on wishin'
We was headed for the number one hit country again

[Chorus:]
And it's true
True blue
Irish blue
And it's true
True blue
And sometimes it reminds me of you

There's an old photograph of Dan that I wish you could-a seen
Of him and the boys posed, standing in St. Stephen's Green
Ya see, they were a part of the great freedom dream
But they were caught and detained and are locked inside the frame
of the photograph
And he might have been the clever con, the good samaritan, the rassclaut man
An' he might have been the loaded gun, the charlatan of the tap dancin' fan
But like an old pioneer from outer Afghanistan,
headed for the number one hit country again

[repeat chorus]

Old Dan in a raincoat hums the very, very, very special notes
of a long lost favorite melody
It reminds him of a love affair when he was young and did not care
And how he parted so soft, so sadden
And he might have been the laughing cavaliero, the wise old commanchero
Ow, the desparate desparado, the good looking Randolph Valentino,
the gigolo from Glasgow
But like an old, old hunter of the female buffalo,
he's headed for the number one hit country again

[repeat chorus]
And it's true
True blue
Irish blue
True blue
Irish blue
And it's true
It's so true
Ummm, it's true
I swear I've said it
Swear I've said it
I swear I said it
I swear it's true
And it's true
True blue
Oh, its Irish blue
And it's true...

"She Knows"

Who's got the funk
When you're feeling low down
Who's going to love you
When there's no one else around

Who's going to help you
Especially when you're sick
Loving Mary
I need you quick

She knows and she gives her everything
She knows and she can do her thing
She knows and she tries her best
She knows, oh, you know she knows

Who's got the junk
When you're feeling low down
Who's going to give
When there's none to go around

Who's going to help you
When you feel you've had enough
Mother Mary
This child, this rose

But loving Mary
Do you feel the pain?
I'm falling down
And I can't get up again

Do ya, do ya, do ya
Do ya, do ya, do ya
Just a striped guitar reaction

Who's going to help you
Especially when you're ill
Loving Mary
I hope you will

But loving Mary
Do you feel the pain?
I'm falling down
And I can't get up again

Do ya, do ya, do ya
Do ya, do ya, do ya

Mother Mary, is there nothing you can do?

"Showdown"

Johnny Cool was the king
The leader of the boot boys
He'd never cause no trouble
In a rumble make some noise

He heard about some chick
And they she like to rock
He said "Come here honey"
"Let me see you lift up your frock"

There's gonna be a showdown

Miss Lucy was a chick
He knew she like to ball
He said "Come on Lucy"
"It doesn't matter to me at all"

But Miss Lucy got a fella
With a flick knife in his hand
Johnny Cool pulls a shotgun
The man is in command

There's gonna be a showdown

King Cool
King Kong
King King
With all the kings

King of hearts he's a lover
King of spades he's a brother
King of clubs makes a dollar
King of diamonds the wedding ring

There's gonna be a showdown

"Silver Dollar"

I should've known you couldn't take it
You had to make it with another man
You know that's true baby
And I can play that game if you can

It's been a long time since I've come here
To give you what you need
My roots are in Chicago
But I know where I want to plant my seed

I bet a silver dollar you'd love another
And you know that silver dollar, it would make me rich
Girl like you, easy pitch
But I miss you now you're gone

I'm coming home girl just to show you
What's this man's been living for
A tip for you, don't be surprised baby
When I come busting through that door

I bet a silver dollar you'd love another
And even though that silver dollar would make me rich
I want to tell you that there is a hitch
I miss you know you're gone

And all I got left is my old guitar

"Slow Blues"

My baby don't love me
My baby's gone and made me sad
My baby don't love me
My baby's gone and made me sad

A hard hearted woman
A hard hearted woman true
My baby don't love me
My baby don't love me

Oh baby, let the flags fly at half mast
Let this darkened hour drift past
Oh baby, you don't know
How much I'm missing you

All my tears are falling
Slow blues is calling
Oh baby, you don't know
How much I'm missing you

Oh baby, baby, baby, go tell this crazy world the true tale
Please let loose this lover's ship to sail
Oh baby, you don't know
How much I'm missing you

You don't know how much I love you
Oh no no no no no

My baby don't love me
My baby's gone and made me sad
My baby don't love me
My baby's gone and made me sad

"Soldier Of Fortune"

A soldier of fortune came home from war
And wondered what he was fighting for
This sad-eyed soldier, he broke down and cried
Oh he was so broke up inside

When will it end
When will it end
The bells toll
For those about to die

The battle's over the war is won
But this soldier of fortune he will carry on
He will carry on when all hope is gone
He will carry on

He's trained to kill and kill he will
As we march along
Singing just another soldier song
Just another soldier song

I am a soldier of fortune
Destined to keep on marching
I can hear the pipers calling

I am a soldier of fortune
Destined to keep on marching
I can hear the pipers calling

"Someday She Is Going To Hit Back"

Woman don't like it - hurting her this way
Someday she is going to hit back
The woman don't like me in her own way
Someday she is going to hit back
Woman don't like it - treating her like this
Someday she is going to hit back
The woman she don't love the lonely
Someday she is going to hit back

Woman don't like it - begging on her knees
Someday she is going to hit back
Oh please, please, don't desert me
Someday she is going to hit back
Woman don't like it - treating her this way
Someday she is going to hit back
There is tenderness in the heart of the lonely
Someday she is going to hit back

[Solo]

Someday she is going to hit back [4x]
Woman don't like it [4x]
Someday she is going to hit back [4x]

She feels so lonely
Woman don't like it
She feels so blue
Woman don't like it
He has lost her now
Woman don't like it
Oh... woman, you knew what she could do
Woman don't like it

Woman don't like it - says it has to stop
Someday she is going to hit back
The woman she says she doesn't love me
Someday she is going to hit back
Woman don't like it - the woman don't say a lot
Someday she is going to hit back
With one last kiss she leaves him lonely
Someday she is going to hit back

"Southbound"

The boom time it is over
A ghost town is all that's left here
The gold rush it is over
And depression days draw near

Tonight after sundown
I'm going to pack my case
I leave without a sound
Disappear without a trace

I'm going southbound

Drifting like a drover
Chasing my career
From the ships docked in the harbour
New horizons will appear

Tumbling with the tumbleweed
Down the open road
Taking only what I need
Before my head explodes

I'm going southbound

Hey, you're not getting any younger
The wild west has already been won
Northern lights are growing colder
And the old eastern ways are gone

So tonight after sundown
You must go from this place
Without a tear, without a frown
Disappear without a trace

"Spirit Slips Away"

When the spirit slips away
There's nothing you can do, there's nothing you can say
May the angels be watching over you
When your spirit slips away

When the darkness starts to fall
You're on your own and your back's against the wall
May the angels bring their flame to you
When your spirit slips away

And when the music that makes you blue
Unfolds its secrets, the mysteries are told to you
May the angels sing rejoice to you
That fateful day when your spirit slips away