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Bob Seger
Bob Seger


Background information
Birth name Robert Clark Seger
Born May 6, 1945
Born place Dearborn, Michigan, United States
Genre(s) Rock
Heartland Rock
Roots Rock
Blue-eyed soul
Years active 1961—present
Label(s) Capitol Records
Associated acts Kid Rock
Little Feat
Glenn Frey
The Eagles
Shaun Murphy
Muscle Shoals Rhythm Section
Website Website



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Bob Seger Album



1969
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Doctor Fine
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Yeah, I'm gonna tell my tale come on,
Come on, give a listen

Cause I was born lonely down by the riverside
Learned to spin fortune wheels, and throw dice
And I was just thirteen when I had to leave home
Knew I couldn't stick around, I had to roam
Ain't good looking, but you know I ain't shy
Ain't afraid to look a girl, in the eye
So if you need some lovin, and you need it right away
Take a little time out, and maybe I'll stay

But I got to ramble (ramblin' man)
Oh I got to gamble (gamblin' man)
Got to got to ramble (ramblin' man)
I was born a ramblin' gamblin' man

Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah alright here we go now now
I hope you got money, I'm sure gonna need some
I ain't around to love you now, and I gotta run
Gotta keep moving, never gonna slow down
You can have your funky world, see you 'round

(repeat chorus)

. . .


Empty words, falling on ears
Which have never heard
Hollow lies, comin' from
Lost, hung-up and lonely guys
Through the night, make a sight
Other rider looks so true
Sinnin', spinnin' tales of Lucy Blue

Piercing smile filling her face
For a while
Closin' door, leaving the heart open
And wounded more
Gone away, lonely day
Turning grey with no clue
Faking, making tales of Lucy Blue


Oh, oh, oh

Restless night, longing for love
Beneath the neon light
Desperate hands reachin' for someone
Who'll understand
Stroll around through the town
Lost and found when it's due
Sellin', tellin' tales of Lucy Blue

Yeah Lucy Blue, one or two
Just for you, hey yeah
Tales of Lucy Blue

. . .


You were born with a face that would let you get your way
Yeah you had everything you wanted child, that is until the day
you know you're much too fine and free, Ivory
You've been dressed in a vest, every minute of your day
You walk into a room, stand in a lit shade
Is your timer too high for me, Ivory
Ivory
How does it feel to be so high
Ivory
How long how long will it take for you to cry
Ivory
I'm in need
Ivory
Ivory
I'll touch your soul, might even touch your brain
I know you can't see me
I know your blind
Come back come back and see
Ivory
So good to me
Ivory

. . .


This gravestone is peaceful and quiet
She pulls up a chair and sits right by it
The air around is gentle and warm
The rose colored wreath is tattered and torn

Tiny blades of grass are peeking through
Drawing life from sunshine and dew
remembering his eyes when she lied
Knowing she lives feeling she's died

Da da da da da da da
Da da da da da da da
where have all the good time gone
where have all the good time gone
where have all the good time gone my child
Da da da da da da da
Da da da da da da da

So every night after sunshine
You'll find her there alone in her shrine
Two forms appearing ghostly in rain
One red marble the other blue pain

where have all the good time gone
where have all the good time gone
where have all the good time gone my child
Da da da da da da da
Da da da da da da da

. . .


Chicago Green she was the ice cube queen of blue
She got a tip from Aunt Mary, said.(?somebody?) was
in love with you
She was so nieve,, famous for her childlike mind,
I don't believe she ever opened her bedroom venetian blinds
Already Eddie was unsteady on the levee
Down Home
Down Home

Little Willy was Chicago's boyfriend, a local screw
He done kicking trippy hippies in the head with his
hobnail shoes
Already Eddie, pitching for pennies, rockin' for bennies,
wound up in the local hole, without a radio,
And he wrote Aunt Mary said "Momma, it's getting hairy,Down Home."

Well it was late in the morning when Chicago bailed
Eddie on out
Which tripped out Willie, oh man you should've heard
him shout..
Yeah they wandered off somewhere, they couldn't find
their way home.
Any road home
You know I'd really like to take her but you know I
couldn't make her
Down Home.
Down Home, get it in now
Down Home, in the morning

. . .


And over in the teacher's home she waited by the phone
For calls which never rang, and people who never sang
Train man rambled dusty into town and made his daily round
Train man and he comes in the night
brings her no love but he's right
Yes he's right
Through fog and misty morning dew, she'd seen his oily face
and he had touched her heart, taken it apart
Though he never stopped to speak a word his voice was all she heard
Train man and he comes in the night
brings her no love but he's right
Yes he's right
Little girl you're a pretty little girl
Won't you come with me a while
Little girl in your frilly little world
Won't you give me your sweet smile
(first solo)
If you come tonight bring someone
If you come tonight bring someone
Don't come alone
If you come alone don't come
Don't come
Don't come
(solo)
Yes i know he's right
Yes i know he's right
oh I know he's right
fade...
She held his hand and whispered soft
I love you train man
He just grumbled like engine as it rumbles
And said someday
Train man and he knows something's wrong and he's right
Oh yes he's right

. . .


Springtime of new years, the young thoughts see more dreams
while you live on the wind, how lovely it all seems
With moments yet unshared, and wishes incomplete
The stars above your head, the world beneath your feet

Suddenly your nights, begin to seem so long
There's no one there to touch, when things start going wrong
You finally realise, you've never loved at all
and everywhere you look, you see the white wall

Your father's been too far, your mother's been too near
And now you're on your own, withdrawing in your fear
Through long and sleepless nights, the foxes are running free
You long to be with them, when the scare meets the sea

You climb and then you fall, and then you try again
You curse yourself aloud, for living so weird
and took it to the ground, your eyes are filled with tears
Imprisoned there you lay, in the autumn of your years

. . .


Once had a woman I used to watch her walk
Said I once had a woman I used to watch her talk
Yes I once had a woman in my heart in my mind
You know the kind
Once saw my woman with another man
Once saw my woman take a hold of his hand
Said I once saw my woman in my heart in my mind
Ooh Lord she was a mean kind
She was a good woman yeah
Nothing wrong with her
A little bit wild but all right
Now I'm older
I'm real good at tellin lies
But I'll never forget her no no
Even in my heart even in my mind
Black eyed girl of mine
She was a black eyed girl of mine
Shes so good
She's still free comin after you
yeah

. . .


yes, it's true i am a young man
but i'm old enough to kill
i don't wanna kill nobody
but i must if you so will
and if i raise my hand in question
you just say that i'm a fool
cause i got the gall to ask you
can you maybe change the rules
can you stand and call me upstart
ask what answer can i find, i ain't sayin' i'm a genius
2+2 is on my mind

well i knew a guy in high school
just an average friendly guy
and he had himself a girlfriend
and you made them say goodbye
now he's buried in the mud
over foreign jungle land
and his girl just sits and cries
she just doesn't understand
so you say he died for freedom
well if he died to save your lies
go ahead and call me yellow
2+2 is on my mind

all i know is that i'm young and your rules they are old
if i've got to kill to live
then there's something left untold
i'm no statesman i'm no general
i'm no kid i'll never be
it's the rules not the soldier
that i find the real enemy

i'm no prophet i'm no rebel
i'm just asking you why
i just want a simple answer
why it is i've got to die
i'm a simple minded guy
2+2 is on my mind

. . .

Doctor Fine

[No lyrics]

. . .


Don't you know it doesn't matter
Who you are or what you'd really like to be
Cause it's all without your mind
And you weren't born blind

And you don't have to see
Just keep it in your heart
And if it takes you far
It's a start man
It's a start
Women were sent from heaven above
And love needs to be loved
Needs to be loved

Love needs to be loved
Love needs to be loved
Love needs to be loved
Love needs to be loved

. . .


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