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Bonnie Raitt
Bonnie Raitt


Background information
Birth name Bonnie Lynn Raitt
Born November 8, 1949
Born place Burbank, California, United States
Genre(s) Country
Blues Rock
Years active 1971—present
Label(s) Capitol Records
Website Website



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Bonnie Raitt Album


Streetlights (1974)
1974
1.
2.
Rainy Day Man
3.
4.
I Got Plenty
5.
Streetlights
6.
7.
8.
9.
10.
. . .


I met you on a midaway at a fair last year
And you stood out like a ruby in a black man’s ear
You were playing on the horses
You were playing on the guitar strings
You were playing like the devil wearing wings
Wearing wings, you looked so grand, wearing wings
Do you tie them to your shoulders just to sing
Can you fly? I hear you can! can you fly?
Just like an eagle doin’ his hunting from the sky

I followed through a sideshow to another town
And I found you in a trailer on the camping grounds
You were betting on some lover, shootin’ out the dice
And I thought I saw you cheating once or twice
Once or twice, I heard ya did, once or twice
Were you wondering was the gamble worth the price
Now you’ve packed it in, I heard you did, packed it in
Was it hard to fold a hand you knew you could win?

Lately you’ve been hiding, it was somewhere in the news
And I’m still at these races with my ticket stubs and my blues
The man calls out the numbers...he sometimes mentions mine
But I feel like I’ve been working overtime
Overtime, I’ve lost my fire, overtime
And I envy you the valley that you’ve found

’cause I’m midway down the midway
Slowin’ down

. . .

Rainy Day Man

[No lyrics]

. . .


Verse 1
I am an old woman
named after my mother
My old man is another
child who's grown old

If dreams were thunder
and lightning was desire
this old house would've burned down
a long time ago

Chorus:
Make me an angel
that flies from Montgomery
Make me a poster
of an old rodeo
Just give me one thing
that I can hold on to
To believe in this livin'
is just a hard way to go

Verse 2
When I was a young girl
I had me a cowboy
He weren't much to look at
Just a free ramblin' man
That was a long time
and no matter how I tried
the years just flow by
like a broken down dam

(chorus)

Verse 3
There's flies in the kitchen
I can hear all their buzzin'
And I ain't done nothing since I woke up today
How the hell can a person
go to work in the morning
Come home in the evening
and have nothing to say

(chorus)

. . .

I Got Plenty

[No lyrics]

. . .

Streetlights

[No lyrics]

. . .


How does one decide
That the methods he's using,
they just don't jive
to truly believe and keep trying
Over and over again
Living in hopes,
that someday you'll be in with the winners

when will one change his mind
and jump the fence
for the dial a sign
Its a sad thing, its a bad thing
but so necessary
living in hopes,
that someday you'll be in with the winners

now what, what, (i dont know, can you tell me what)
what is success?
is it do your own thing?
or to join the rest
and if you truly believe it,
and try over and over again
living in hopes
that someday you'll be in with the winners

oooh, tell me what it is
sweet success

oooh, tell me what it is
sweet success

. . .


Once upon a time, a long long time ago,
wherever you would lead me, I would surely follow
Boy, you put me through some pain and misery
And now you are standing at my doorstep,
Telling me how much you need me

Ain't nobody home
Ain't nobody home

How many times I begged for you to come home,
But you laughed at me and said to let you alone
Through my falling tears I saw you walk away
And now you're beggin' me to forgive you,
But this time, baby, it's your turn to pay

Ain't nobody home
Ain't nobody home

Boy, I used to love you,
I placed no one else above you
Gave you everything that I owned
But baby you can't come back here
â'cause there ain't nobody home

Ain't nobody home

Once upon a time, when you went on your way
How I hoped and prayed, that you'd come back some day
But time has made some changes, and turned me upside down
And now you're beggin' me to forgive you,
But this time, baby, you can turn right around

â'Cause there ain't nobody home
Ain't nobody home
Ain't nobody home
Ain't nobody home

. . .


In my most secure moments, I still can't believe
I'm spending those moments with you
And the ground I am walking, the air that I breathe
Are shared at those moments with you

You love for real,
You show the feel
Of everything that touches you

In the songs I've been singing, quite often a phrase
Comes close to the feeling of you
BUt I never suspected that one of those days
The wish of a song would come true

You love for real,
You show the feel
Of everything that touches you

You are of gracefulness, you are of happiness
You are what I would guess to be most like
What I've been singing of
Love, love, love, love

In the songs I've been singing, quite often a phrase
Comes close to the feeling of you
But I never suspected that one of those days
The wish of a song would come true

You love for real, you show the feel
Of everything that touches you
Love, love, love, love

. . .


by Joe Thomas & Howard Biggs
This is Eric Clapton's version

I've got you on my mind, I'm feeling kind of sad and low,
I've got you on my mind, feeling kind of sad and low.
I'm wondering where you are, wondering why yoiu had to go.

Tears begin to fall every time I hearr your name.
Tears begin to fall every time I hear your name.
And since you went away, nothing seems to be the same.

No matter how I try,
My heart just don't see why
I can't forget you.
If ever it shoud be
You want to come back to me,
You know I'd let you.

First Verse

Chorus

First Verse

I'm wondering where you are, wondering why you had to go.
I'm wondering where you are, wondering why you had to go.

. . .


You got to be ready
You got to be ready, yeah

This woman don't like no nonsense
I like lovin' every day
And I don't like to find no evidence, no
To proove you're giving my love away
What more can I say

Except you got to be ready for love
If you wanna be mine (ready baby)
You got to be ready for love
If you wanna be mine
You got to be ready
You got to be ready

This woman don't do no handpickin'
And I don't think one look is a fellony
And I don't appreciate no rubberneckin', no
'Bout a man, when he's with me
Out in the street

Except you got to be ready for love
If you wanna be mine (be ready baby)
I said you got to be ready for love
If you wanna be mine
You got to be ready
You got to be ready

Ready for love
Ready for love
Got to be ready for love

You got to be ready
You got to be ready
You got to be ready
You got to be ready, yeah

You got to be ready for love
If you wanna be mine
You got to be ready for love
If you wanna be mine (be ready baby)

Can't be a cold lover
Just like my old lover
If you wanna be mine
You got to get ready
You got to stay ready
If you wanna be mine (be ready baby)

. . .


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