Creedence Clearwater Revival 1
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1. Early in the evenin', just about suppertime, over by the courthouse they're starting to unwind.
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Four kids on the corner tryin' to bring you up. Willy picks a tune out and he blows it on the harp.
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Ref. Down on the corner out in the street, Willy and the poorboys are playin', bring a nickel, tap your feet.
2. Rooster hits the washboard and people just got to smile. Blinky thumps the gut bass and solos for a while.
Poorboy twangs the rythm out on his kalamazoo. Willy goes into a dance and doubles on kazoo.
Ref. Down on the corner out in the street, Willy and the poorboys are playin', bring a nickel, tap your feet
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1. I see a bad moon rising. I see trouble on the way. I see earthquakes and lightning. I see bad times today.
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Ref. Don't go 'round tonight, it's bound to take your life. There's a bad moon on the rise.
3. Hope you got your things together. Hope you are quite prepared to die.
Looks like we're in for stormy weather. One eye is taken' for an eye.
Ref. Don't go 'round tonight, it's bound to take your life. There's a bad moon on the rise.
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1. Long as I remember, the rain been comin' down. Clouds of mystery pourin', confusion on the ground.
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Good men through the ages, tryin' to find the sun and I wonder, still I wonder: Who'll stop the rain.
2. I went down Virginia, seekin' shelter from the storm. Caught up in the fable, I watched the tower grow.
Five year plans and new deals, wrapped in golden chains and I wonder, still I wonder: Who'll stop the rain.
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1. Left a good job in the city, working for the man every night and day
and I never lost one minute of sleeping worryin' 'bout the way things might have been.
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Ref. Big wheels keep on turnin'. Proud Mary keep on burnin', rollin', rollin', rollin' on the river.
2. Cleaned a lot of plates in Memphis, pumped a lot of pain down in New Orleans
and I never saw the good side of the city 'til I hitched a ride on a river boat queen.
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1. Just about a year ago, I set out on the road, seeking my fame and fortune, looking for a pot of gold.
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Things got bad and things got worse, I guess you know the tune. Oh, Lord, stuck in Lodi again.
2. Rode in on the greyhound, I'll be walking out if I go. I was just passin' through,must be seven months or more.
Ran out of time and money, looks like they took my friends. Oh, Lord, stuck in Lodi again.
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1. When I was a little bit'a'baby my mother used to rock me in the cradle, in them old cotton fields back home.
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It was down in Louisiana, just about a mile from Texarkana in them old cotton fields back home.
2. It may sound a little funny but you didn't make very much money, in them old cotton fields back home.
It was down in Louisiana, just about a mile from Texarkana in them old cotton fields back home.
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Brid. Oh when them cotton balls get rotten you couldn't pick very much cotton, in them old cotton fields back home.
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It was down in Louisiana, just about a mile from Texarkana in them old cotton fields back home.
In them old cotton fields back home. (2x)