The Working Man
Well, I was born on a sunday; on thursday I had me a job.
I was born on a sunday; by thursday I was workin out on the job.
I aint never had no day off since I learned right from wrong.
Mama said I was bad, I did something to her head.
Mama said I was bad, I did something to her head.
And poppa threw me out, ooh, said, I gotta earn my own way.
Chorus:
I aint never been in trouble;
I aint got the time.
I dont mess around with magic, child.
What I got is mine.
Whatever you say, lord, well, thats what Im gonna do.
Whatever you say, well, thats what Im gonna do.
cause Im the working man, lord, and I do the job for you.
Chorus
Every friday, well, thats when I get paid.
Dont take me on friday, lord, cause thats when I get paid.
Let me die on saturday night, ooh, before sunday gets my head.
song performed by by Creedence Clearwater Revival
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Saturday Night
(chuck cannon/jimmy stewart)
S.a.t.u.r.d.a.y, night
S.a.t.u.r.d.a.y
I gotta get out of these coveralls
Theyre throwin a dance at the union hall
I just got paid so I got a little cash
I been workin all week gonna have me a blast
Monday, tuesday, humpday, wednesday, thursday, friday
Take up all of my life, and that aint right
I get my rest on sunday
But I have a little fun on saturday night
S.a.t.u.r.d.a.y, saturday night
S.a.t.u.r.d.a.y
Im gonna wash and wax my truck
I got a date with lady luck
She gonna wear her dancin shoes
And we gonna get just a little footloose
Monday, tuesday, humpday, wednesday, thursday, friday
Take up all of my life, and that aint right
I get my rest on sunday
Then I have a little fun on saturday night
S.a.t.u.r.d.a.y, saturday night
S.a.t.u.r.d.a.y, saturday night
Saturday night
Saturday night
Saturday night
Well the band just played their last song
But me and my baby gonna party on, you know thats right
Gonna find another place with a neon light
Cant go home its saturday night
Monday, tuesday, humpday, wednesday, thursday, friday
Take up all of my life, and that aint right
I take my rest on sunday
Then I have a lot of fun on saturday night
S.a.t.u.r.d.a.y, saturday night
S.a.t.u.r.d.a.y, saturday night
S.a.t.u.r. all dressed up saturday night
S.a.t.u.r. ready saturday night
S.a.t.u.r.d.a.y all dressed up, ready to go, come on baby lets hit the road
song performed by by Lonestar
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Aint That The Truth
Now pardon my personal demons, child but if you do insist
Sit down and listen to me story awhile, cause it goes something like this
The joint was small but we were having a ball
At a place called the blue duck inn
When I couldnt help but notice her
My future wife walked in
I needed me a dose of her, so I got a little closer
And this is what she said
My old man stands about six foot five
And if he catches you, youre dead
Now I dont need none of that
Giving me the blues
The old man sitting next to me said
Son, let me tell you
Chorus:
Life, you just cant fake it
Love, you gotta make it
Time, you better take it
Lord, aint that the truth
Hear me out
Your heart will surely feel it
Women come and steal it
Time can only heal it
Lord, aint that the truth
I save friday night for the ladies
Saturday night for my gin
Come sunday morning, Im asking the good lord
To forgive me for my sins
Lately my heave-ho get-up-and-go
Wouldnt get me out of bed
I felt like some big wrecking ball
Done hit upside my head
Now I dont need a preacher man
Telling me how to run my life
Until an angel sitting next to me
Said son, heed my advice. she said
Repeat chorus
You better get your story straight
What comes around goes around
Chorus
song performed by by Poison
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On A Monday
(huddie ledbetter)
(d) - (a) - (c) - (e)
(d) on a monday, I was ar (a) rested
On a tuesday, I was locked up in (d) jail
On a wednesday, my trial was at (a) tested
On a thursday, nobody would go my (d) bail
(d) al (c) most (a) done, Im almost (e) done, (d) al (c) most (a) done
And I aint gonna bring them yellow women no (d) pail
Take these stripes, stripes from around my shoulder
Take these chains, these chains from around my legs
Lord, these stripes, it sure dont worry me
But these chains, these chains gonna kill me dead
Yes, Im almost done, almost done, almost done
And I aint gonna bring them yellow women no pail
On friday, my baby went a-walking
On a saturday, she locked me outa the door
On a sunday, we were sitting down a-talking
On a monday, she pawned all of my clothes
song performed by by Ry Cooder
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Friday I'm In Love
I don't care if monday's blue
Tuesday's grey and wednesday too
Thursday i don't care about you
It's friday i'm in love
Monday you can fall apart
Tuesday wednesday break my heart
Thursday doesn't even start
It's friday i'm in love
Saturday wait
And sunday always comes too late
But friday never hesitate...
I don't care if monday's black
Tuesday wednesday heart attack
Thursday never looking back
It's friday i'm in love
Monday you can hold your head
Tuesday wednesday stay in bed
Or thursday watch the walls instead
It's friday i'm in love
Saturday wait
And sunday always comes too late
But friday never hesitate...
Dressed up to the eyes
It's a wonderful surprise
To see your shoes and your spirits rise
Throwing out your frown
And just smiling at the sound
And as sleek as a shriek
Spinning round and round
Always take a big bite
It's such a gorgeous sight
To see you eat in the middle of the night
You can never get enough
Enough of this stuff
It's friday
I'm in love
song performed by by Cure
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Fortunate Son
Some folks are born made to wave the flag,
Ooh, theyre red, white and blue.
And when the band plays hail to the chief,
Ooh, they point the cannon at you, lord,
It aint me, it aint me, I aint no senators son, son.
It aint me, it aint me; I aint no fortunate one, no,
Yeah!
Some folks are born silver spoon in hand,
Lord, dont they help themselves, oh.
But when the taxman comes to the door,
Lord, the house looks like a rummage sale, yes,
It aint me, it aint me, I aint no millionaires son, no.
It aint me, it aint me; I aint no fortunate one, no.
Some folks inherit star spangled eyes,
Ooh, they send you down to war, lord,
And when you ask them, how much should we give?
Ooh, they only answer more! more! more! yoh,
It aint me, it aint me, I aint no military son, son.
It aint me, it aint me; I aint no fortunate one, one.
It aint me, it aint me, I aint no fortunate one, no no no,
It aint me, it aint me, I aint no fortunate son, no no no,
song performed by by Creedence Clearwater Revival
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Aint Nobodys Business If I Do
By porter grainger and everett robbins
There aint nothing I can do, or nothing I can say,
Some folks will criticize me.
So Im gonna do just what I want to anyway,
And dont care if you all despise me.
If I should take a notion
To jump into the ocean,
It aint nobodys business if I do.
If I go to church on sunday
And I shimmy down on monday,
It aint nobodys business if I do.
And if my friend aint got no money
And I say, all right, take all of mine honey,
It aint nobodys business if I do.
If I lend her my last nickel
And it leaves me in a pickle,
It aint nobodys business if I do.
I would rather my gal would hit me
Than to haul right up and quit me.
It aint nobodys business if I do.
I know that she wont call no copper
If she gets beat up by her poppa.
It aint nobodys business if I do, lord no.
Well, it aint nobodys business if I do.
song performed by by Eric Clapton
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Another Saturday Night
Another saturday night
By: sam cooke
Chorus:
Another saturday night and I aint got nobody
Ive got some money cause I just got paid
How I wish I had someone to talk to
Im in an awful way
I got in town a month ago
Ive seen a lot of girls since then
If I could meet em I could get em
But as yet I havent met em
Thats why Im in the shape Im in
Chorus:
Oh, another saturday night and I aint got nobody
Ive got some money cause I just got paid
How I wish I had someone to talk to
Im in an awful way
Now another fella told me
He had a sister who looked just fine
Instead of being my deliverance
She had a strange resemblance
To a cat name frankenstein
Chorus:
Oh, another saturday night and I aint got nobody
Ive got some money cause I just got paid
How I wish I had some chick to talk to
Im in an awful way
Chorus:
Yeah, another saturday night and I aint got nobody
Ive got some money cause I just got paid
How I wish I had someone to talk to
Im in an awful way
Its hard on a fella
When he dont know his way around
If I dont find me a honey
To help me spend this money
Im headin back to key west town
Chorus:
Oh, another saturday night and I aint got nobody
Ive got some money cause I just got paid
How I wish I had someone to talk to
Im in an awful way
Chorus:
Just another saturday night and I aint got nobody
Ive got some money cause I just got paid
How I wish I had some chick to talk to
Im in an awful way
-- spoken:
Its awful. all dressed up and no place to go. no one to help me spend
My flow. another saturday night. get me the pizza man.
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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Keep On Keepin On
Keep on keepin on
By dickey betts and daniel toler
(c) 1980 emi blackwood music inc. and pangola publishing company
Tried everything I know,
Held my hand but now Ive got to show.
Trying to understand the things youve learned,
But you dont seem to be concerned at all.
Chorus:
Im gonna keep on keepin on,
Aint gonna leave you alone,
Keep on keepin on,
Aint gonna leave you alone,
Gonna get you to love me.
Sometimes it seems like theres just no way at all,
You just keep drifting and drifting away.
You aint never home, when I call you on the telephone,
But Im gonna fool around, get you back someday.
Chorus
I dont care what everybodys gotta say,
Im gonna love you anyway,
Even if you dont care any longer,
My little bit of love keeps getting stronger.
Chorus
Lord Im gonna, keep on keepin on.
Gonna, make you mine. love me...yeah.
song performed by by Allman Brothers Band
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My Fault
(ron wood, rod stewart, ian mclagan, 1973)
Take me like you find me
Dont try to change me
You know better than that
Take me as you see me
Dont try to hide me
I aint used to that
Shout it out loud
Put a bomb in a crowd
If I got something to say
Theres nothing that can stop me
I cant let it lay
If I have to fall on my head
Every night of the week
Its gonna be my fault,
No one else
If everything goes wrong
When Im singing my song
Its gonna be my fault
And no one else
There aint nothing you can do about it
Ive sat and thought it over,
Dont try to help me
I was just born this way,
Yes I was born this way
I aint gonna change for nobody,
Never, never gonna change
So if everything goes wrong
And I drink all night
Its gonna be my fault
And no one else
People dont change just over night
It aint natural, so dont
Break it kindly,
Dont hypnotize me
I just wont understand
Take me like you find me
Dont try to change me
You know better than that
Oh dont you know better than that
Oh dont you know better than that
Say Im just a fool, thats alright
Never try to change me
Or rearrange me, oh yeah
song performed by by Rod Stewart
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Cant Have Your Cake
When I was a young boy my mama would say
Son, you aint always gonna get your way
Times will be good, times will be bad
You aint always gonna get a winning hand
Son, she always said, you gotta stand tall
Even when it looks like youll take a fall
Life is short and sometimes sweet
Get out of the kitchen if you cant take the heat
(pre-chorus)
Everything she said was true
My mama never was a fool
Gotta live your life by the golden rule
(chorus)
I guess its true what they say
Really true what they say
I guess what mama said was true
Cant have your cake and eat it too, babe
I never doubted any word my
Mutha said
With all the sinnin runnin round my head
(pre-chorus)(pre-chorus)(chorus)
song performed by by Motley Crue
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Summertime Blues
Im gonna raise a fuss
Im gonna raise a holler
About workin all summer
Just-a trying to earn a dollar
Every time I call my baby
And ask her to date
My boss says uh duh son you gotta work late
Sometimes I wonder
What im-a gonna do
But there aint no cure
For the summertime blues
Well my mama papa told me
Son, you gotta make some money
If you wanna use the car
To go ridin next sunday
Well, I didnt go to work
So my pa said I was sick
You cant use the car
cuz you didnt work a lick
Sometimes I wonder what lm-a gonna do
But there aint no cure for the summertime blues
Im going to take your wish
Gonna have a fine vacation
Lm gonna take my problem
Through the united nations
Well I called my congressman
And he said to woe
Ld like to help you son
But youre too young to vote
Sometimes I wonder what lm-a gonna do
But there aint no cure
For the summertime blues
song performed by by Flaming Lips
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Tennessee Homesick Blues
New york city aint no kind of place
For a country girl with a friendly face
If you smile people look at you funny
They take it wrong
The greenest state in the land of the free
And the home of the grand ole opry
Is calling me back to my smoky mountain home
I wish I had my old fishin pole
And was sitting on the banks of the fishing hole
Eating green apples and waiting for the fish to bite
Life aint as simple as it used to be
Since the big apple took a bite out of me
And lord, Im so tennessee homesick that I could die
Chorus:
But I aint been home in I dont know when
If I had it all to do over again
Tonight Id sleep in my old feather bed
What I wouldnt give for a little bitty taste
Of mamas homemade chocolate cake
Tennessee homesick blues running through my head
Mama you can fluff my feather bed
Just as soon as I can Im gonna head
Back to the tennessee hills and it better be soon
Daddy you can load the rifles up
Were gonna load them dogs on the pickup truck
And take off to calhoun country and catch us a coon
Repeat chorus
Eatin grits and gravy and country ham
Go to church on sunday with dinner on the grounds
Tennessee homesick blues are runnin through my head
Repeat chorus
Good lord have mercy on a country girl
Tryin to make a living in a rhinestone world
Its hard to be a diamond in a rhinestone world
With tennessee homesick blues runnin through my head
Ive got those tennessee homesick blues runnin through my head
Tennessee homesick blues
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Mama Told Me Not To Come
Want some whiskey in your water?
Sugar in your tea?
Whats all these crazy questions theyre askin me?
This is the craziest party that could ever be
Dont turn on the lights cause I dont wanna see
Mama told me not to come
Mama told me not to come
She said that aint the way to have fun, son
That aint the way to have fun, son
Open up the window, let some air into this room
I think mommas chocking from the smell of stale perfume
And the cigarette youre smoking about to scare me half to death
Open up the window, let me catch my breath
Some radio is blastin
Someones knockin at the door
Im lookin at my girlfriend
She just passed out on the floor
Ive seen so many things
I aint never seen before
Dont know what it is
I dont wanna see no more
Mama told me not to come
Mama told me not to come (mama told me)
She said that aint the way to have fun, no (no, no)
That aint the way to have fun, son
Mama told me, mama told me
Mana told me, mama told me
Mama told me not to come (mama told me not to come)
That aint the way to have fun, son
That aint the way to have fun, son
That aint the way to have fun, no, son
That aint the way to have fun, son (mama told me)
Mama told me, mama told me
Mama told me, mama told me
Mama told me not to come (mama told me not to come)
That aint the way to have fun, son
That aint the way to have fun, son
That aint the way to have fun (oh no, no)...
song performed by by Tom Jones
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Fortunate Son
Some folks are born made to wave the flag
Ooh, theyre red, white and blue
And when the band plays hail to the chief
They point the cannon right at you
It aint me, it aint me
I aint no senators son
It aint me, it aint me
I aint no fortunate son
Some folks are born silver spoon in hand
Lord they dont help themselves
But when the taxman comes to the door
Lord, the house looks like a rummage sale
It aint me, it aint me
I aint no millionaires son
It aint me, it aint me
I aint no fortunate son
Some folks inherit star spangled eyes
Ooh, they send you down to war
And when you ask them how much should we give ?
They only answer more! more! more!
It aint me, it aint me
I aint no militarys son
It aint me, it aint me
I aint no fortunate son
It aint me, it aint me
I aint no fortunate one, no no
It aint me, it aint me
I aint no fortunate son
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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Seven Days
(vs.1)
Ive been searching for someone
But never looked before my eyes
There you were to my surprise
It was so obviouse looking into your face
After playing a game of truth or dare
I wanted to stay at your place
I never thought that i
Would fall in love with you
But since the day we kissed
I knew it had to be you
I never thought we would be together
I cant believe I just made love to you
After all the things that weve been through
Now what are we gonna do
Ohh
(chorus)
Monday, a friend of mine
Tuesday, we played a game
Wednesday, you went away
Thursday, things werent the same
On friday, you came back
I wanted to kiss you
On saturday
On sunday we made love
Now what are we gonna do
(vs.2)
As much as i, I want you
I dont wanna wreck a friend
Ive already found in you
Ive been there before
And I cant ignore
How two friends became one
But walked away with none
I cannot risk a friend
But the love is so good
I gotta make a choice
I would if I could
I never thought we would be together
How can I address you
Hey lover? , hi friend!
How ya doin? , where ya been?
I gotta make a choice
(chorus)
(guitar plays: george benson)
On sunday we made sweet sweet love
Tuesday we played a game
But sunday we made love
Now what are we gonna do?
A friend of mine
song performed by by Mary J Blige
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My Head Hurts, My Feet Stink, & I Dont Love Jesus
By: jimmy buffett
1975
Chorus:
My head hurts, my feet stink, and I dont love jesus (oh my lordy its that...)
Its that kind of mornin
Really was that kind of night
Tryin to tell myself that my condition is improvin
And if I dont die by thursday Ill be roarin friday night
Went down to the snake pit
To drink a little beer
Listen to the jukebox
Merle was comin in clear
All of a sudden I wadn alone
Pickin country music with ol joe bones
Duval street was rockin
My eyes they starting poppin
Because there she sat at the corner of the bar
As I broke another string on my ol guitar
Someone call a cab
Lady wontcha pay my tab
Chorus:
And now my head hurts, my feet stink, and I dont love jesus
(oh my lordy its that...)
Its that kinda mornin
Really was that kinda night
Tryin to tell myself that my condition is improvin
And if I dont die by thursday Ill be roarin friday night
Gotta get a little orange juice
And a darvon for my head
I cant spend all day
Baby layin in the bed
Im goin down to faustos get some chocolate milk
Cant spend my life in yer sheets of silk
Ive got to find my way
Crawl out and greet the day
Chorus:
But now my head hurts, my feet stink, and I dont love jesus
(oh my lordy its that...)
Its that kinda mornin
Really was that kinda night
Tryin to tell myself that my condition is improvin
And if I dont die by thursday Ill be roarin friday night
Let me tell ya, I be roarin friday night
I mean Ill be
Roarin
Friday
Night
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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Friday At Five
(jimmy stewart/george teren)
Got some cash in my pocket
And its burning a hole
Got the boss on my back
And its getting real old
This weeks been hell
But Ill party it out of my mind
From friday at five
Till sunday at closing time
Aint a punching no clock
Aint a making no plans
Need a girl on my arm
And a beer in my hands
Im tight as drum
But Im gonna cut loose and unwind
From friday at five
Till sunday at closing time
Got some pretty little women waiting on me
To shake up this sleepy old town
Thats one job I take seriously
I wouldnt dream of letting them down
Got a call from my ex
And shes asking for more
Im late with the rent
And the wolfs at the door
But thats gonna be
The furthest thing from my mind
From friday at five
Till sunday at closing time
Got some pretty little women waiting on me
To shake up this sleepy old town
Thats one job I take seriously
I wouldnt dream of letting them down
It might take me all week
To get back on my feet
But I know Ill be alright
From friday at five
Till sunday at closing time
From friday at five
Till sunday at closing time
song performed by by John Michael Montgomery
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Full Time Love
(zack turner/carson chamberlain)
Pick you up on friday
About half past 8
Just time for a movie
You cant stay out late
I take you home
A little kiss at the door
Lately Im thinkin
I want a little more
Tell your daddy
Im a hard working man
And after church on sunday
Im gonna ask for your hand
If he dont like it
Well thats just tough
Ive got to have your full time love
Your undivided lovin
Is what I need
Twenty four hours a day
Seven days a week
This part time romance
It just aint enough
Ive got to have your full time love
Sunday afternoon
Finally rolls around
I get in my old truck
And I drive downtown
Your daddys waitin
He says I got bad news
Ive got to tell you son
Shes too good for you
What he dont know
Is when the sun goes down
Were gonna slip out that window
And well leave this town
Drive to memphis
Tie this thing up
Ive got to have your full time love
Your undivided lovin
Is what I need
Twenty four hours a day
Seven days a week
This part time romance
It just aint enough
Ive got to have your full time love
This part time romance
Lord it just aint enough
Ive got to have your full time love
song performed by by John Michael Montgomery
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Street Theory
Come on out child
We gonna ring doorbells and run
Come on out child, child
We gonna ring doorbells and run
We gonna shake up the neighbourhood
Lord, were bound to have some fun
We can take a plane to paris
Lord, we can fly to rome
We can take a plane to paris
Lord, we can fly to rome
I get a lump in my throat every time I go back home
Im gonna go to church on sunday
Just like my mama did
Im gonna go to church on sunday
Just like my mama did
We gonna put everything up front
cause theres nothing that we wanna keep in
We gonna put everything up front
cause theres nothing that we wanna keep in
Im gonna go to church on sunday
Just like my mama did
Im gonna go to church on sunday
Just like my mama did
We gonna put everything up front
cause theres nothing that we wanna keep in
We gonna put everything up front
cause theres nothing that we wanna keep in
Come on out child
We gonna ring doorbells and run
Come on out child, child
We gonna ring doorbells and run
We gonna shake up the neighbourhood
Lord, were bound to have some fun
We gonna shake up the neighbourhood
Lord, were bound to have some fun
Come on out child
Come on out child, child
Come on out, come on out, come on out child
Come on out child
Come on out child, child
Come on out child, child
Come on out child
song performed by by Van Morrison
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7 Days
VERSE 1:
I'm in love with my man but it seems like everyone always asks me
How is it that we can work out
We got the type of ghetto love
We fuss and fight then we make up
I guess that's what it's all about
CUz time and time I tried to leave but
For him I get weak, I just can't let him go
And even though he gets to me
Seven days a week
We just can't get enough
And that's why
CHORUS:
On Monday we'll be breaking up
On Tuesday we'll be making up
Wednesday we'll be making love
On Thursday it just sleep all day
On Friday I give you room to play
Saturday, Sunday I just can't stay away
VERSE 2:
I just can't spend a day without him, sometimes my girls trip about it
But I don't care what they have to say
See, he don't have to buy me roses
He loves me and knows how to show it
He turns me on in every way
Day by day it seems to be that for him I get weak
I just can't let him go
And it's not that hard to see that
Seven days a week
We just can't get enough
And that's why
(CHORUS)
It's so hard for everyone to see I love him and he loves me
Seven days a week
I'm so down for him and
He's so down for me and
That's how we're gonna be
(On Sunday - Monday - Tuesday - Wednesday - Thurdsay - Friday - Saturday)
It's gonna be; yeah
(REPEAT CHORUS 3x)
song performed by by Christina Milian
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