The Gangster Is Back

Look out, the gangster’s back
I done traded in my old horse for a brand new Cadillac
I’m gonna play some blues
Cause I know you like that
Gonna get real loose
And do the jumpback jack

When I walk into a bar
Girls from near and far
Say I’m the gangster

Listen while a play for you
A crazy little thing called guitar blue
Red, black, yellow, or white
It don’t matter mamas
You’re all outta sight
Don’t get too heavy
Now don’t get uptight
Cause the gangster’s here to turn on your light
You’re my horse and you never win a race
And I dig you mama and your real crazy legs

When I walk into a bar
Girls from near and far
Say I’m the gangster

Do do do do do do
Do do do do do do
Do do do do do do
Do do do do do do
Go gangster (do do do do do)
Go gangster (do do do do)
Go gangster (do do do do do)
Go gangster (do do do do)
I’m a gangster

Started long time ago
Down in Texas where the guitars grow
Folks down there got all shook up
When I cut myself loose and did my stuff
Now it’s ready, set
Ready, set go
Time for the gangster to start the show

Well, I’m lookin’ for women
I’m on the road again
You know the gangster don’t lose
He always win

When I walk into a bar
Girls from near and far
Say I’m the gangster

You better look out the gangster’s back

Blues Without Blame

I ask my baby for a nickel
She gave me a twenty dollar bill
I ask her for a drink of whiskey
And she gave me a liquor still

Whoa, yeah yeah yeah
What can a poor boy do
Ain’t it hard, ain’t it hard
When you have to live the blues

I call my baby on the telephone
She said come on over Stevie I’m all alone
I said I can’t get my car started mama

Whoa, yeah
What can a poor boy do
When he has to live the blues

And while my baby’s makin’ it with my best friend
I know I’m being used, yeah yeah yeah

Lord have mercy
Lord have mercy on me
Lord have mercy
Lord have mercy on me, yeah

I’m tryin’ to find my babe
Won’t somebody please, yeah yeah
Won’t somebody please bring her home to me

Love Shock

Meet me at the station about a quarter past five
That’s about the time that I come alive, yeah
Don’t make sense if it ain’t the real thing y’all
Nothing but the real thing makes my bell ring

Love me baby, won’t you love me please
You got me down here on my knees, yeah
I’m so glad that I’m still alive
Come on baby, won’t you make me feel good now

Come on baby now don’t be too slow
Now I’m in a hurry, you know I got to go
Don’t make sense if you don’t know how to move
I’m a natural born lover, I was born in a groove, yeah
Oooh

[Spoken:]
It’s Jumpin’ Jack Flash on the drums

Let Me Serve You

Oh baby, don’t you want a man like me
Oh baby, don’t you want a man like me
Think about your future
Forget about your used to be

Just a little bit of rock
Just a taste or two of roll
I’ll give you sweet inspiration
Till it satisfies your soul

Oh baby, don’t you want a man like me
Let me serve you pretty baby
Serve you until you’re free

Let me serve you in the morning
Let me serve you in the afternoon
I want to love you pretty mama
Underneath the silvery moon

Oh baby, don’t you want a man like me
Let me serve you pretty baby
Think about what could be
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah…..

Rock Love

Do do do do doot
Do do do do doot
Do do do do doot
You got to have rock love
To weather the storm
It’s got to be rock love
To help you carry on

When the winds of temptation move your soul
Stay with me now, don’t you let it go
I told you so

Rock love will weather the storm
You got to have rock love to hear your song
It’s got to be rock love, yeah
To make you strong

When everybody puts you down
The rock of love will be around
It’s solid ground

Rock love will weather the storm
Rock love, yeah, will help you carry on
Sweet Jesus will see you through
Your trials, tribulations too

No matter how far you go
Still I will love you so
I told you so

Rock love will weather the storm
Yeah

Harbor Nights

I can see the harbor lights
Looks like the fourth of July
Maybe Christmas night
Reflected in water

In my cell, behind this wall
I share my time
With many a soul who is lost
Why must I always be a loser
Why can’t I ever be a winner

So as time
Goes rolling by
I lose my chance
It’s only one life
If I had the wings of an angel
O’er these prison walls I would fly
Straight from the darkness into the light
Why must I always be a loser
Why can’t I ever be a winner

[Spoken:] My dearest darling, as I’m writing you this letter
They’re coming to take me away
They’re beginning to shave my head now, sweetheart
But as their doing it
I just want you to know
That I wouldn’t have it any other way
I’m glad that I killed your mother
She was a low-down dirty old hag
But in the end darling
You will get your revenge
Because you see
Their gonna send you my belongings
In a plastic bag

La, la, la
A plastic bag

Deliverance

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