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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



1972
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Bo Diddley, Bo Diddley have you heard
Mama gonna buy you a mockingbird
If that mockingbird don't sing
She gonna buy you a diamond ring
If that diamond ring don't shine
Baby gonna take it to a private eye
If that private eye can't see
He gonna have to come an talk to me

Said hey Bo Diddley
Hey now Bo Diddley
Hey Bo Diddley

I walked 47 miles of barbed wire
Use a cobra snake for a necktie
Got a brand new house on the roadside child
Made out of rattlesnake hide
Brand new chimney on top
Made out of human skulls
Come and take a little walk with me Arlene
Tell me who do you love
Who do you love
Who do you love
Who do you love

Arlene took me by my hand
Said cool it Robert you know your my man
Who do you love
Who do you love
Who do you love

Night was dark the sky was blue
Down the alley we was swingin' through

Lord I heard just what I seen
Who do you love
Who do you love
Who do you love

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When you're down, and confused
And you don't remember who you been talking to
Concentration, slips away
Because your baby, is so far away

Well there's a rose in the fisted glove
And the eagle flies with the dove
And if you can't be with the one you love, honey
Love the one you're with
Love the one you're with

Don't be angry, don't be sad
When you sit down and think about
All those good times that we've had
There's a girl, right next to you
and she's just waiting, for something to do

Well there's a rose in the fisted glove
And the eagle flies with the dove
And if you can't be with the one you love
Love the one you're with
Love the one you're with

Do doot doot doot doot doot doot doot
Do doot doot doot doot doot doot doot
Do do doot, Do do doot

Turn your heartache, right into joy
She's a girl, and you're a boy
Get it together and make it nice
You ain't gonna need no more advice

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If I were a carpenter and you were a lady
Would you marry me anyway?
Would you have my baby?

If I worked my hands in wood
I wonder would you still love me?
I say yes, I would, I'll put you above me
That's what I want you to say

And would you save my love from loneliness,
Would you save my love from sorrow, if you would
I give you my onlyness, girl and all of my tomorrows

If a tinker were my trade, would you still find me?
Carrying the pots and the pans that I made,
Walking along the highway
That long lonely highway

If I was a carpenter, and you were a lady
And I was just a carpenter,
Instead of a rock and roll star
Just a carpenter
A carpenter
A carpenter

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Sometimes I get impatient
Be she cools me without words
And she comes so softly
My hummingbird
And have you heard
I thought my life had ended
But I found that it's just begun
Cause she gets me where where I live
I'd give her everything I've got to give
All for that hummingbird

Oh she's little and she loves me
Too much for words to say
I see her in the morning sleeping
Yeah she's little and she loves me
It's my lucky day
Hummingbird don't fly away

When I'm feelin' wild and lonesome
She knows just what to say
She gives me so much understanding
In her little way
Lord I gotta say
In my life I'm gonna love no other
She's more than I deserve
She gets me where where I live
I'd give her everything that's mine to give
All for that hummingbird

Oh she's little and she loves me
Too much for words to say
I see her in the morning sleeping
Yeah she's little and she loves me
It's my lucky day
Hummingbird don't fly away

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In the heat of the day, down in Mobile, Alabama
Workin' on the railroad with a steel drivin' hammer
Tryin' to get some money, get some brand new shoes
Tryin to find a lady, chase away my blues
Hot and wasted Lord sweatin' in the sun
(?) 'till my work is all done

Later in the evening when the sun is sinking low
I'll be out there waitin' for the whistle to blow
Sittin' in the teepee smokin' out on the track
Drivin' in a Chevy till my foreman get back
Suddenly I hear the breakman up and shout
There's a non-stop train comin' two miles out

Everybody jumpin' and a screaming around
Tryin to get the line an get the teepee down
Railroad owner's 'bout to go insane
Tryin' to get the workers out the way of the train
Here come the engineer honk his horn
He got a train you got to let it roll on

Let it rock
All night long

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Without a warning you took my heart,
You took it darling, tore it apart
You left me sittin in the dark, cryin'
Said your love for me was dyin'
I don't believe it, I think you outta turn it up
Turn on your love light
turn it on up
just a little bit

I get a little lonely
In the middle of the night
I need your lovin'
Make it all right
I need your love girl
Or else I ain't all right
I need your lovin'
Or else I ain't all right
Bring it to me now
Bring it to me now
Bring it home darlin'
An turn it on up now
Just a little bit
A little bit
Turn it up a bit

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When Jesse James was a lad
He killed many a man
And he roamed over the Scarsdale range
Robbin' from the rich
And givin' to the poor
He was dark and cold and full of rage
Oh yes he was, sing with me
Poor Jesse had a wife
To mourn for his life
And three children
They were oh so brave
But that dirty little coward
He went and shot Mr. Howard
Laid poor Jesse in his grave yeah

It was on a Saturday night
When Jesse was at home
Talking to old railroad Jed
Along come Robert Ford
Like a theif in the night
And he shot poor Jesse in the back

Poor Jesse had a wife
To mourn for his life
Three children
They were oh so brave
But that dirty little coward
He went and shot Mr. Howard
Laid poor Jesse in his grave yeah
He lays
Six feet under the ground

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Someday, I know I'll find that road
And I, will pay back all I've owed
Somehow, I'll bear that heavy load
Someday

I know, I've never been the best
Never quite kept up with the rest
But someday you'll see I've reached that crest
Someday

And then we'll smile
And toast our glasses high
And the world will know
You and I

Till then in spite of all I've done
I'll keep on reachin for the sun
And someday we'll be number one
Someday

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Ahh come on with me baby
We're gonna have a good time
Don't you ever listen to the radio
When the big bad beat comes on
I know you gotta dig it
I know you can't stop it
Cause the bottom comes on so strong

Talkin 'bout (heavy music),
Oh I got to have it yeah (heavy music),
I got to love it now
Deeper (heavy music)
Deeper (heavy music)
Baby don't you get a kick, from it yeah
Dig it (heavy music)
Dig it baby (heavy music)
Dancin to that heavy music (music) What I sing to the heavy music (music)

Yeah a little bit deeper now, alright
Don't you ever feel like goin' insane
When the drums begin to pound
Ain't there ever been a time in your life
You couldn't believe what the band is puttin' down, about

(repeat chorus)
Yeah, alright, goin' in, goin in now
Oh yeah I'm goin' in now
Come on come on with me baby
Come on come on with me baby
Come on come on with me
Goin' deeper
Deeper deeper oh oh oh

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