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Wednesday, January 23, 2013

Datemi un martello - Rita Pavoni (1964) (live) (with lyrics)

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(Lyrics)

Datemi un martello.
Che cosa ne vuoi fare?
Lo voglio dare in testa
A chi non mi va, sì sì sì,
A quella smorfiosa
Con gli occhi dipinti
Che tutti quanti fan ballare
Lasciandomi a guardare
Che rabbia mi fa
Che rabbia mi fa

Datemi un martello.
Che cosa ne vuoi fare?
Lo voglio dare in testa
A chi non mi va, eh eh eh
A tutti le coppie
Che stano appiccicate,
Che vogliono le luci spente
E le canzoni lente, ah, ah
Che noia mi dà, che noia mi dà

E datemi un martello.
Che cosa ne vuoi fare?
Per rompere il telefono
L'adopererò perché sì!
Tra pochi minuti
Mi chiamerà la mamma,
Il babbo ormai sta per tornare,
A casa devo andare, ufa,
Che voglia ne ho, no no no, 
Che voglia ne ho

Un colpo sulla testa
A chi non è dei nostri
E così la nostra festa
Più bella sarà. eh eh eh
Saremo noi soli
E saremo tutti amici:
Faremo insieme i nostri balli
Il surf il hully gully, ah, ah

Che forza sarà
Che forza sarà
Che forza sarà...

Born on the bayou - Creedence (1969) (with lyrics)




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(Lyrics)

Now, when I was just a little boy
Standing to my daddy's knee
My poppa said, "son, don't let the man get you
Do what he done to me"

'Cause he'll get you
'Cause he'll get you now, now
And I can remember the fourth of July
Running through the backwood, bare

And I can still hear my old hound dog barking
Chasing down a hoodoo there
Chasing down a hoodoo there

Born on the Bayou
Born on the Bayou
Born on the Bayou

(Instrumental)

Wish I was back on the Bayou
Rolling with some Cajun Queen
Wishing I were a fast freight train
Just a choogling on down to New Orleans

Born on the Bayou
Born on the Bayou
Born on the Bayou

Do it, do it, do it, do it
Oh, Lord

Oh, get back boy

(Instrumental)

I can remember the fourth of July
Running through the backwood bare
And I can still hear my old hound dog barking
Chasing down a hoodoo there
Chasing down a hoodoo there

Born on the Bayou
Born on the Bayou
Born on the Bayou

All right! Do, do, do, do

Suzie Q - Creedence (1968) (with lyrics)



Suzie Q - John Forget (live 1987)



(Lyrics)

Oh, Susie Q, Oh, Susie Q,
Oh, Susie Q, baby I love you, Susie Q.

I like the way you walk, I like the way you talk;
I like the way you walk, I like the way you talk, Susie Q.
(Instrumental)
Well, say that you'll be true, well, say that you'll be true,
Well, say that you'll be true, and never leave me blue, SusieQ.

Well, say that you'll be mine, well, say that you'll be mine,
Well, say that you'll be mine, baby all the time, Susie Q.


(Instrumental)


Oh, Susie Q, Oh, Susie Q,
Oh, Susie Q, baby I love you, Susie Q.

I like the way you walk, I like the way you talk,
I like the way you walk, I like the way you talk, Susie Q.

Oh, Susie Q, Oh, susie Q,
Oh, Susie Q, baby I love you, Susie Q.

Thursday, January 10, 2013

Bad moon rising - Creedence (1969) (with lyrics)




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(Lyrics)

I see the bad moon rising
I see trouble on the way
I see earthquakes and lightnin?
I see bad times today

Don't go around tonight
Well, it's bound to take your life
There's a bad moon on the rise

I hear hurricanes blowing
I know the end is coming soon
I fear rivers over flowing
I hear the voice of rage and ruin

Don't go around tonight
Well, it's bound to take your life
There's a bad moon on the rise

All right


(Instrumental)

Hope you got your things together
Hope you are quite prepared to die
Looks like we're in for nasty weather
One eye is taken for an eye

Well, don't go around tonight
Well, it's bound to take your life
There's a bad moon on the rise


Don't go around tonight
Well, it's bound to take your life
There's a bad moon on the rise

The midnight special - Creedence (1969) (with lyrics)




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(Lyrics)

Well, you wake up in the morning
You hear the work bell ring
And they march you to the table
To see the same old thing

Ain't no food upon the table
And no pork up in the pan
But you better not complain, boy
You get in trouble with the man

Let the midnight special
Shine a light on me

Let the midnight special
Shine a light on me
Let the midnight special
Shine a light on me
Let the midnight special
Shine a ever-lovin light on me

Yonder come miss Rosie
How in the world did you know
By the way she wears her apron
And the clothes she wore

Umbrella on her shoulder
Piece of paper in her hand
She come to see the governor
She want to free her man

Let the midnight special
Shine a light on me

Let the midnight special
Shine a light on me
Let the midnight special
Shine a light on me
Let the midnight special
Shine a ever-lovin light on me

If you're ever in Houston,
Well you'd better do the right
You'd better not gamble
And you better not fight (at all)
Or the sheriff will grab you
And the boys will bring you down
The next thing you know boy,
Well, you're prison bound

Let the midnight special
Shine a light on me
Let the midnight special
Shine a light on me
Let the midnight special
Shine a light on me
Let the midnight special
Shine a ever-lovin light on me

Let the midnight special
Shine a light on me

Let the midnight special
Shine a light on me
Let the midnight special
Shine a light on me
Let the midnight special
Shine a ever-lovin light on me