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Jerry Lee Lewis
Jerry Lee Lewis


Background information
Born September 29, 1935
Origin Ferriday, Louisiana, U.S.
Genre(s) Rock'n'Roll
Country
Rockabilly
Years active 1954—present
Label(s) Mercury Records
Sire Records
MCA Records
Sun Records
Website Website



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Jerry Lee Lewis Album


Mean Old Man (09/07/2010)
09/07/2010
1.
Mean Old Man (with Ronnie Wood)
2.
Rockin' My Life Away (with Kid Rock & Slash)
3.
Sweet Virginia (with Keith Richards)
4.
You Can Have Her (with Eric Clapton & James Burton)
5.
Roll Over Beethoven (with Ringo Starr, John Mayer & Jon Brion)
6.
Bad Moon Rising (with John Fogerty)
7.
Dead Flowers (with Mick Jagger)
8.
You Are My Sunshine (with Sheryl Crow & Jon Brion)
9.
Whiskey River (with Willie Nelson)
10.
Middle Age Crazy (with Tim McGraw & Jon Brion)
*
Hold You In My Heart (with Shelby Lynne; Deluxe Edition bonus track)
*
Swinging Doors (with Merle Haggard & James Burton; Deluxe Edition bonus track)
*
Railroad To Heaven (with Solomon Burke; Deluxe Edition bonus track)
*
Please Release Me (with Gillian Welch; Deluxe Edition bonus track)
*
I Really Don't Want To Know (with Gillian Welch; Deluxe Edition bonus track)
*
Sunday Morning Coming Down (Deluxe Edition bonus track)
*
Will The Circle Be Unbroken (with Mavis Staples, Robbie Robertson & Nils Lofgren; Deluxe Edition bonus track)
*
Miss The Mississippi & You (Deluxe Edition bonus track)
. . .


Oh, they call me the meat man
Ya oughta see me eat, m'am
Hear I'm the meat man, baby
Ya oughta see me eat, m'am

I got jaws like a bear trap
Teeth like a razor
Got a Maytag tongue
With a sensitive taste

A born in Texas
A land of beef
Never cared much for greens
Ya' oughta heard I like meat

I'm the meat man
Woo, oughta see me eat, now
Whoa, I'm the meat man, baby
Ya oughta see me eat, now

I been down to Macon, Georgia
I ate the furs off a Georgia peach
Plucked me a chicken in Memphis
Mama, I still got feathers in my teeth

Ate a pound of pork Huntsville, Alabama
From a fine Alabama hog
I went to Dallas, Texas
Got no love, my baby left me
Fed the bone to a Louisiana dog
Hear me talkin'

A meat man
Woo, meat man!
Yeah, I'm a meat man, baby
Ya oughta see me eat, m'am

'That's right!'

(instrumental & piano)

'Think about it, baby!'

Yea-ea-eah, it don't make me no difference
Just as long as it's good meat!
I ain't got no preference
If it's dog or rat, I eat

It don't a-have to be U.S. Governmental grade
With stamp a-no Grade 'A' seal
As long as it lean, it full-a protein
I'm gonna damn sho' get my fill

Oh well, they call me the
Meat, meat, meat, meat, meat
Meat, meat, meat, meat, man

Hey!
Meat man! Hoo!

(instrumental, guitar & piano)

Spoken announcer:

'Let's hear it, Jerry Lee lewis!

J.L.L. 'Thank you, Thank you, Thank you!'
Thank you very kindly, ladies and gentlemen.
It's been a great pleasure to be here in Worcester
Massachusetts. You're great folks. We look forward
to coming back real soon I guarantee you.
It's been a treat, really. I'd like to thank all the guys
from the Silver Eagle Radio Show.

(applause to end)

. . .


Fourty twenty-five, fourty ninety-eight
I threw a rockabilly party on my last birthday
And it was good, rockin' my life away
I been a movin' and a groovin'
And gettin' it both night and day
I got a gal called Milly, she's a chilly pepper hot
She knows how to roll, really knows how to rock
I'm rockin', rockin' my life away
I been a-rockin' and a-rollin'
And movin' both night and day

Streamliner, fleetliner, military brass
I know the general's daughter and she knows how to roll
And I'm rockin', yeah rockin' my life away
I been a-movin' and a-groovin'
And gettin' it both night and day

Well, come on baby, you know what I mean
I like the way that you shake that thing
And I'm rockin', rockin' my life away
I been a-movin' and a-groovin'
And gettin' it both night and day
I like to rock and roll
And I'n darn sure here to stay!

. . .


Wadin' through this waste stormy winter
And there's not a friend to help you through
Tryin' to stop the waves behind your eyeballs
Drop your reds, drop your greens and blues

Thank you for the wine, California
Thank you for your sweet and bitter fruits
Yes, I've got the desert in my toenail
And hid the speed inside my old shoe

Well, come on, come on down, sweet Virginia
Come on, honey child, I beg of you
Come on, come on down, you got it in ya
You got to scrape that shine right off your shoes

Oh, come on, come on down, sweet Virginia
Come on, honey child, I beg of you
Come on, come on down, you got it in ya
You got to scrape that shine right off your shoes

Come on, come on down, sweet Virginia
Come on, honey child, I beg of you
Come on, come on down, you got it in ya
You got to scrape that shine right off your shoes

Oh come on, come on down, sweet Virginia
Come on, honey child, I beg of you
Come on, come on down, you got it in ya
You got to scrape that shine right off your shoes

. . .


Well you can have her I don't want her she didn't love me anyway
She only wanted someone to play with Jerry Lee wanted a love to stay
Well if you get stuck with the wrong woman there's only one thing that you can do
Just dig a hole jump right in it pull the ground right over you
You can have her (you can have her) I don't want her (I don't want her),
She didn't love me (she didn't love me ) anyway (anyway)
She only wanted (she only wanted) someone to play with (someone to lay with)
But all I wanted (but all I wanted) was love to stay (was love to stay)

The girl I love she up and left me she ran away with ol' Jerry Lee's best friend
Come home at night just for an hour
When day light comes when day light comes she's gone again
You can have her (you can have her)...

Life without love is mighty empty but confession's good for the old soul
I'd rather have love that I can cling to than have the world and all of it's gold
(You can have her) you can have her...
Sing it children you can have her (you can have her)...

. . .


Well I'm a write a little letter gonna mail it to my local DJ
Yes it's a jumpin' little record I want my jockey to play
Roll over Beethoven I gotta hear it again today
You know my temperature's risin' and a jukebox blowin' a fuse
My heart's a beatin' rhythm and my soul keeps a singin' the blues
Roll over Beethoven and tell Tchaikovsky the news
I got the rockin' pneumonia I need a shot of rhythm and blues
I caught the rockin' arthritis sittin' down at a rhythm review
Roll over Beethoven they're rockin' in two by two
Well if you feel you like it go get your lover then reel and rock it
With one another then move on up just a trifle further
Move and groove with one another
Roll over Beethoven dig these rhythm and blues yeah yeah
[ piano - guitar ]
Yeah it's early in the morning and I'm giving you my warning
Don't you step on my blue suede shoes
Hey diddle diddle I'm a playin' my fiddle and I ain't got nothin' to lose
Roll over Beethoven and tell Tchaikovsky the news
You know she wiggles like a glow worm dance like a spinnin' top
She got a crazy little partner you oughta see 'em reel and rock
Long as she's got a dime the music won't ever stop
Roll over Beethoven roll over Beethoven roll over Beethoven...

. . .


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

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

I hear hurricanes a-blowin'
I know the end is comin' soon
I fear river's overflowin'
I hear the voice of rage and ruin

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

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

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

. . .


Oh, when you're just sitting there
In your silk upholstered chair
Talking to some rich folk that you know

Well, I hope that you won't see me
In my ragged company
You know I could never stand
And be alone

Take me down, little Susie
Take me down
I know you think you're the queen
Of the underground

And you can send me
Dead flowers every morning
Send me dead flowers by the mail
Send me dead flowers to my wedding
And I won't forget to put roses on your grave

When you're sitting back
In your rose pink Cadillac
Making bets on Kentucky Derby Day

I'll be in my basement room
With a needle and a spoon
And another girl to take my pain away

Take me down, little Susie
Take me down
I know you think you're the queen
Of the underground

And you can send me
Dead flowers every morning
Send me dead flowers by the mail
Send me dead flowers to my wedding
And I won't forget to put roses on your grave

Take me down, little Susie
Won't you take me down
I know you think you're the queen
Of the underground

And you can send me
Dead flowers every morning
Send me dead flowers by the US mail
Send me dead flowers to my wedding
And I won't forget to put roses on your grave
No, I won't forget to put roses on your grave

. . .


You are my sunshine, my only sunshine
You make me happy when skies are gray
You'll never know, dear, how much I love you
Please don't take my sunshine away

The other night, dear, as I lay sleeping
I dreamed I held you, held you in my arms
But when I awoke, dear, I was mistaken
[Incomprehensible]

You are my sunshine, my only sunshine
You make me happy when skies are gray
You'll never know, dear, how much I love you
Please don't take my sunshine away

I'll always love you and make you happy
If you could only ooh, feel the same
But in your heart, dear, oh, you love another
And you have shattered all of my dreams

You are my sunshine, my only sunshine
You make me happy when skies are gray
You'll never know, dear, how much I love you
Please don't take my sunshine away
So please don't take my sunshine away

. . .


Whiskey River take my mind
Don't let her memory torture me
Whiskey River don't run dry
You're all I've got, take care of me

Whiskey River take my mind
Don't let her memory torture me
Whiskey River don't run dry
You're all I've got, take care of me

I'm drowning in a Whiskey River
Bathing my memory mind wetness [incomprehensible]
Feeling the amber current
Flowing from my mind
A warm an empty heart
You left so cold

Whiskey River, take my mind
Whiskey River, take my mind
Don't let her memory torture me
Don't let her memory torture me
Whiskey River, don't run dry
You're all I've got, take care of me

Oh, Whiskey River, take my mind
Don't let her memory torture me
Whiskey River, don't run dry
You're all I've got, take care of me

Whiskey River, take my mind
Don't let her memory torture me
Whiskey River, don't run dry
You're all I've got, take care of me

Oh, Whiskey River, take my mind
Don't let her memory torture me
Whiskey River, don't run dry
You're all I've got, take care of me

Whiskey River, take my mind
Don't let her memory torture me
Whiskey River, don't run dry
You're all I've got, take care of me

Whiskey River, take my mind
Don't let her memory torture me
Oh, Whiskey River, don't run dry
You're all I've got, take care of me

. . .


Today he traded his big '98 Oldsmobile
He got a heck of a deal on a new Porsche car
He ain't wearing his usual gray business suit
He's got jeans and high boots with an embroidered star

And today he's forty years old, going on twenty
Don't look for the gray in his hair 'cause he ain't got any
He's got a young thing beside him that just melts in his hand
He's middle aged crazy, trying to prove he still can

He's gotta a woman he's loved for a long, long time at home
Ah, but the thrill is all gone when they cut down the lights
They've got a business that they spent a while coming by
Been a long uphill climb but now the profits are high

But today he's forty years old, going on twenty
And he hears of sordid affairs and he ain't had any
And the young thing beside him, you know she understands
That he's middle aged crazy, trying to prove he still can

. . .


I'll hold you in my heart till I can hold you in my arms
Like you'd never been held before
I'll think of you each day and then I'll dream the night away
Till you are in my arms once more

The stars up in the sky know the reason why
I feel so blue when I'm away from you
I'll hold you in my heart till I can hold you in my arms
So darling please wait for me

The stars up in the sky know the reason why
I feel so blue when I'm away from you
I'll hold you in my heart till I can hold you in my arms
So darling please wait for me

. . .


This old smoke filled bar is something I'm not used to
But I gave up my home to see you satisfied
And I just called to let you know where I'll be living
It's not much but I feel welcome here inside

And I've got swinging doors a jukebox and a barstool
And my new home has a flashing neon sign
Stop by and see me any time you want to
Cause I'm always here at home until closing time

I've got everything it takes to drive me crazy
And I've got everything it takes to lose my mind
And in here the atomoshpere is just right for heartaches
Come on back I'm hanging 'round most anytime

And I've got swinging doors ajukebox and a barstool
My new home has a flashing neon sign
Stop by and see me any time you want to
Cause I'm always here at home until closing time

. . .


Life is like a mountain railway,
With an engineer that's brave;
We must make the run successful,
From the cradle to the grave;
Watch the curves, the fills, the tunnels;
Never falter, never quail;
Keep your hands upon the throttle,
And your eyes upon the rail.

[Chorus:]
Blessed Savior, Thou wilt guide us,
Till we reach that blissful shore,
When the Angels wait to join us
In Thy praise for evermore.

You will roll up grades of trial;
You will cross the bridge of strife;
See that Christ is your conductor
On this lightning train of life;
Always mindful of obstruction,
Do your duty, never fail;
Keep your hands upon the throttle,
And your eyes upon the rail.

[Chorus]

You will often find obstructions,
Look for storms and wind and rain;
On a fill, or curve, or trestle
They will almost ditch your train;
Put your trust alone in Jesus,
Never falter, never fail;
Keep your hands upon the throttle,
And your eyes upon the rail.

[Chorus]

As you roll across the trestle,
Spanning Jordan's swelling tide,
You behold the Union Depot
Into which your train will glide;
There you'll meet the Superintendent,
God, the Father, God the Son,
With the hearty, joyous plaudit,
"Weary Pilgrim, welcome home."

[Chorus]

. . .


Please release me, let me go
You know, woman, I don't love you anymore
To live together, it would be a sin
Release me and let me love again

I have found a new love, dear
And all killer needs that woman near
Her lips are warm, yours are cold
Release me, hey darling, let me go

Please release me, let me go
Honey, I just don't need you anymore
You know for me and you to live together
In the eyes of God, it would be a sin
Release me, let me get it again

Please release me, let me go
I don't love you anymore
To live together would be a sin
Release me and let me love again

. . .


How many arms have held you
And hated to let you go
How many, how many, I wonder
But I really don't want to know

How many lips have kissed you
And set your soul aglow
How many, how many, I wonder
But I really don't want to know

So always make me wonder
Always make me guess
And even if I should ask you
Darling, don't confess

Just let it remain your secret
'Cause darlin', I love you so
No wonder, no wonder, I wonder
But I really don't want to know

No wonder, no wonder, I wonder
No, I really don't want to know

. . .


Well, I woke up Sunday morning
With no way to hold my head that didn't hurt
And the beer I had for breakfast wasn't bad
So I had one more for dessert

Then I fumbled in my closet through my clothes
And found my cleanest dirty shirt
Then I washed my face and combed my hair
Stumbled down the stairs to meet the day

I'd smoked my mind the night before
The cigarettes and songs I'd been pickin'
But I lit my first and watched a small kid
Playin' with a can that he was kicking

Then I walked across the street
Caught the Sunday smell of someone fryin' chicken
Lord, it took me back to somethin'
That I'd lost somehow, somewhere along the way

'Cause on the Sunday morning sidewalk
Wishing, Lord, that I was stoned
'Cause there's nothing like a Sunday
That makes the body feel alone

And there's nothin' short of dyin'
That's half as lonesome as the sound
Of the sleepin' city sidewalks
And Sunday mornin' comin' down

In the park I saw a daddy
With a laughin' little girl he was swingin'
And I stopped beside a Sunday school
And listened to the song that they were singin'

Then I headed back for home
And somewhere far away, a lonely bell was ringin'
And it echoed through the canyons
Like a disappearing dreams of yesterday

On the Sunday morning sidewalk
Wishing, Lord, that I was stoned
'Cause there's nothing like a Sunday
That makes a body feel alone

And there's nothin' short of dyin'
That's half as lonesome as the sound
Of the sleepin' city sidewalks
And Sunday mornin' comin' down

. . .


I was standin' by my window
On a cold and cloudy day
When I saw that hearse come rollin'
For to carry my mother away

Will the circle be unbroken
By and by, Lord, by and by?
There's a better home awaiting
In the sky, Lord, in the sky

Undertaker, undertaker
Undertaker, please drive slow
For the party you are haulin'
Lord, I hate to see here go

Will the circle be unbroken
By and by, Lord, by and by?
There's a better home awaiting
In the sky, Lord, in the sky

. . .


I'm growing tired on the big city lights
Tired of the glamor and tired of the sights
In all my dreams, I am roaming once more
Back to my home on the old river shore
I am sad and weary, far away from home

Miss the Mississippi and you
Days are dark and dreary
Everywhere I go
Miss the Mississippi and you

Roaming the wide world over
Always along and blue
Nothing seems to cheer me under Heaven's door
Miss the Mississippi and you

I'm growing tired on the big city lights
Tired of the glamor and tired of the sights
In all my dreams, I am roaming once more
Back to my home on the old river shore
I am sad and weary, far away from home

Miss the Mississippi and you
Days are dark and dreary
Everywhere I go
Miss the Mississippi and you

Mississippi and you

. . .


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