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Rod Stewart
Rod Stewart


Background information
Birth name Roderick David Stewart
Born January 10, 1945
Born place London, England
Genre(s) Rock
Pop
Blue-eyed soul
Blues Rock
Years active 1964—present
Label(s) Atlantic Records
Vertigo Records
Mercury Records
J Records
Associated acts The Jeff Beck Group
The Steampacket
Faces
Website Website



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Rod Stewart Album


A Spanner In The Works (1995)
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(James Harris III, Terry Lewis)

Driving down 
From the Highland Line 
We'd done some gigs 
On the Clyde of the Tyne 
They flew us in 
From a Hamburg strip 
The taste of Dusseldorf 
Still on our lips 

And on the bus 
There's a friend of mine 
We go way back 
To the scene of the crime 
Sit up front 
And share a cigarette 
And try to remember 
What we tried to forget 

He said, "do you remember" 
He said, "do you recall" 
I said, "Yeah I remember 
Oh I remember it all" 

*Everytime the cold wind blows 
Everytime I hear the sound 
Late night trains 
Shuntin' down by the river 
I remember Windy Town 

We've come so far 
And we moved so fast 
Makin' haste 
See it all grow past 
Round the world 
And around again 
Up and down 
On that gravy train 

** Everytime the cold wind blows 
Everytime I hear the sound 
East coast crosswinds 
On the cold wet stone 
I remember Windy Town 

I've seen it all before 

The freezing corners 
And the empty streets 
The burning passion 
And the cold wet feet 
Three tricky miles home every night 
Dodging from the shadows 
Underneath the overlights 

Nocard for kissin' 
And nowhere to go 
'Cept inside each other 
And I love you so 
I held your face 
As you shivered in the rain 
Girl, I'll love you again 
Oh everytime, yeah everytime 

(*Repeat) 
(** Repeat) 
There it goes, there it goes 
Windy Town

. . .


(Paul Buchanan)

Sometimes I walk away 
When all I really wanna do 
Is love and hold you right 
There is just one thing I can say 
It's all right, can't you see 
The downtown lights 

In love we're all the same 
We're walking down an empty street 
And with nobody callin' your name 
Empty streets, empty nights 
The downtown lights 

*How do I know you feel it 
How do I know you feel it 
How do I know you feel it 
How do I know it's true 
Can't you see 
Nobody loves you this way 
It's all right 

Tonight and every night 
Let's go walking down the city streets 
Let's walk in the cool evening light 
Wrong or right, the endless sight 
The downtown lights 
It will be all right 
It will be all right 
The downtown lights 
Yeah, yeah, yeah 

(*Repeat) 

Yeah, yeah, yeah 

Downtown lights 

The neons and the cigarettes 
The rented rooms and rented cars 
The crowded streets, the empty bars 
Chimneytops, trumpets 
The golden lights, the loving prayers 
Colored shoes, the empty trains 
I'm tired of cryin' on the stairs 
Downtown lights 

It'll be all right 
It'll be all right

. . .


(Tom Petty)

Well I've Seen her 
Down the alley 
And over the hill 
To steel her away 
She was as hot as 
Georgia asphalt 
When the aircraft came 
To adore her brain 

So leave Virginia alone 
Leave Virginia alone 
She's not like you 
And me 
She's not like you 
And me 
You should've seen her 
Back in the city 
Poetry and jewels 
Broke all the rules 
She was as high as 
A Georgia palm tree 

*So Leave Virginia alone 
Leave Virginia alone 
She's not like you 
And me 
She's not like you 
And me 

Some sunny day 
When the h... of times have 
Gone farewell 
You'll understand 
Why it was so hard 
To run away 
To run away 

She's a loser 
She's a forgiver 
She still finds good 
When no one could 
You want her 
More than money 
Cadillac can rust 
Diamond and dust 
(*Repeat) 

Ah, yeah 
Leave Virginia alone 
Leave Virginia alone 
She's not like you 
And me 
She's not like you 
And me 

Ah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ,... 

La, la, la, leave her alone 

Oh, Virginia 
Oh, Virginia 
Leave her alone

. . .


(Bob Dylan)

Well the pressure's down, 
the boss ain't here 
he's gone North for a while 
They said that vanity 
Got the best of him 
But he sure left here after sundown. 
By the way, that's a cute hat that you're wearing 
And that smile so hard to resist 
What's a sweetheart like you doing in a dump like this? 

You know I once knew a woman who looked like you 
She wanted a whole man, not just a half 
She used to call me Sweet Daddy, when I was a child 
You kind of remind me of her when you laugh 
To deal in this game, you must make the queen disappear 

It's done with a flick of the wrist 
What's a sweetheart like you doing in a dump like this? 

You know a woman like you should be at home 
It's where you truly belong 
Watching out for someone who loves you true 
Who would never never do you no wrong 
Just how much abuse you can take? - Well, 
There's no way to tell by that first lonely kiss 
What's a sweetheart like you doing in a dump like this? 

You know you could make a name of yourself 
You can hear those tyres squeal 
You can be known as the most beautiful woman 
Whoever crawled across cut glass to make a deal ... 

You know the news of you has come down the line 
Even before you came in the door 
They say in your father's house there's many mansions 
Each one of them got a fire-proof floor 
Snap out of it Baby, people are jealous of you 
They smile in your face, but behind your back they hiss 

What's a sweetheart like you doing in a dump like this? 

Got to be an important person to come in here honey 

Got to have done some evil deed 
Got to have your own harm when you come in the door 
Got to play your harp until your lips bleed ... 

They say patriotism is the last refuge 
To which a scoundrel claime 
Steal a little, and they'll throw you in jail 
Steal a lot, and they'll make you a king 
There's only one step down from here Baby 
It's the land of the permanent bliss - 
So what's a sweetheart like you doing in a dump like this?

. . .


(Marc Jordan/John Capek)

Down below on Baker Street 
Lay your head back 
On this field of dreams 
And close your eyes 
There's a few that find love 
On Sundays down by the sea 
And they wash clean like angels 
High above the waves so free 

I have no words to say to you 
I have no dream to take you to 
I have no ring for you to kiss 
Baby, all I have is this 

Pray for grace 
Keep the faith 
Walk on down the road 
Wait for me, look for love 
Are you fearless, reckless 
Homeless and all alone 
Can you make love, heal things 
Make my heart go wild again 

*I have no words to say to you 
I have no dream to take you to 
I have no ring for you to kiss 
Baby, all I have is this 
I have no way to hold you now 
I have no time to show you how 
I have no gold, nothing to risk 
Baby, all I have is this 

And she says 
It doesn't matter anymore 

There's a few that find love 
On Sundays down by the sea 
And they wash clean 
Like angels' wings 
High above the waves so free 

(*Repeat) 

All I have is on my sleeve 
All I want is your sweet love, baby 
All I saw was open space 
Walk down the road 
Fearless, fearless 
All I have is this

. . .


(Rod Stewart/Jeff Golub/Kevin Savigar/Carmine Rojas)

Lady Luck 
Here I am on time 
Proppin' up the bar 
with a glass of wine 
Friday night 
and I'm all spruced up and fine 
I ain't goin' nowhere 

Lady Luck 
Why don't you pull up a chair 
And bring your shine right wisdom 
Darlin' over here 
Your Gaelic humor 
And your pious smile 
All the cats'll be laugin' tonight 

Now you may say it's a funny old world 
You may say that the game ain't fair 
Is there a plot or do you improvise 
Or maybe you don't even care 

Lady Luck 
Ain't you the fickle kind 
Why are some folks lucky 
While the rest are tryin' 
You keep on playin' 
It's still a mystery 
You're laced with a touch 
of inconsistancy 

So why don't you give us all a break 
Make us all rich healthy and fine 
Five months holidays and a four hour week 
And a horse that wins all the time 

Lady Luck 
Hear the mandolins 
Kind of makes you wonder 
How it might have been 
There go all 
The funny place I've got 
Back on the street again 

Lady Luck 
Yeah, it's late I know 
Allow me to buy you one more folderol 
And tell me something 
I've been longin' to hear 
It's gotta get better next year 

'Cause I've seen some rainy days 
My wedding suits are frayed and torn 
But now the sun comes shining through 
I've cried in my beer too long 

Lady Luck, Lady Luck 
Don't push me over 
When I can't stand up, oh yeah 
Sure it's a funny old world 
Sure it's a funny old world

. . .


(Livsey/Lyle/Miller)

You give me hope 
When all around was lost 
And I could see no point in trying 
For I saw love passing by me 
You came into my life 
You came into my life 

I look around 
And what I had is gone 
Now, I've finally found 
What I've been missing 
The road I travel is so clear 
Since you came into my life 
You came into my life 

*(And) yYou're the star 
My shinin' light 
The mornin' dawnin' 
When the sun comes up so bright 
And the closer I get 
Yes, it's true 
You're the star 
Above the storm 
I wanna wrap you in my arms 
And keep you warm 
No, I don't wanna live without you 
No, I've never found nothin' like you 

You give me faith 
The kind I though had gone 
Somewhere down the line 
I think I lost it 
Now, I've found changes in my heart 
Your faith in me is strong 
Your faith in me is strong 

(*Repeat 2 times) 

You're the star 
You're the star 
You're the star, oh yeah 
I've never found nothin' like you 
No, I've never found nothin' like you ...

. . .


(Rod Stewart/Kevin Savigar)

Oh, yeah, I know, I know, I know 

I remember 
When I was only seventeen 
The bohemian poet 
And dosciple of the streets 
Or was I just a little kid 
Searching for identity in '63 

Heard it on the radio 
On a cold December night 
It came burning down the air waves 
Like a savior's shinin' light 
All the way from the U.S.A. 
Across the Atlantic far away 
The magic came 

The house began to rock 
With Cupid and his bow 
The hootchy kootchy man's 
Lonely harp began to blow 
Little did I know that 
nothing in my life 
Would ever be the same 

Stayed up all night 
Playin' every 45 
Tryin' to sound like you 
Strummed my guitar in bed 
Till my fingers bled 
Tryin' to play like you 

*Thank you, Sam, thank you, Otis 
Thank you Muddy 
For the sounds you made 
Thank you, Sam, thank you, Otis 
Thank you, Muddy 
For the times we shared 
And they carry on 

I saw Otis back in 1965 
Tears in my eyes 
As he sung "These Arms Of mine" 
But angels needed a soul man 
For the celestial blues band 
They took him home (took you home) 

Oh, what I'd give to see 
That red mohair suit and hear 
"Dock Of The Bay" 
Or Sam in his two tone 
Singin' "Bring It On Back Home" 
What a show that would be 

(*Repeat) 

If I sound sentimental 
It's because this blue-eyed soul boys 
Got so much respect 
My gratitude to you 
Runs deep, proud and true 
I will never forget 

**Thank you, Sam, thank you, Otis 
Thank you Muddy 
For the sounds you made 
Thank you, Sam, thank you, Otis 
Thank you, Muddy 
For the times you gave 

(**Repeat) 
Thank you, Sam, thank you, Sam 
Thank you, Otis, thank you, Muddy 
You'll never, never fade away ...

. . .


(Tom Waits)

Hang on St. Christopher 
Through the smoke and the oil 
Pumpin' iron around the scene 
Let the radiator boil 
Got no back down shift 
And a two dollar grill 
Got an '85 cab 
...... 

*Hang on St. Christopher 
On the passenger side 
Open it up tonight 
So the devil can ride 

Hang on St. Christopher 
With a ballast door 
Kick me up ... 
Throw me out in the fog 
Tell ... Jack ... 
Drive a stake through his heart 
Do a hundred on the grapevine 
Do a jump on the start 

Hang on St. Christopher 
Now don't let me go 
Get me to Reno 
And bring it in low, low 

Hang On St. Christopher 
With the hammer to the floor 
Put a highball in the crankcase 
Nail a crow to the door 
Give me a bottle for the jockey 
Give me a two ... 
There's a certain ... 
Bustin' down Johnny's door 

(*Repeat) 

Let the devil ride 
Let the devil ride 
Let the devil ride 

Hang On St. Christopher 
Now don't let me go 
Get me to Reno 
Got to bring it in low 
Put my baby on a flatcar 
Tell 'em to burn down the caboose 
Get 'em all jacked up with whiskey 
And we'll turn the mad dog loose 

(*Repeat) 

Let him ride, let him ride 
Let him ride, let him ride 
Let him ride, let him ride 

HAng on St. Christopher 
Through the smoke and the oil 
Get me to Reno 
And bring it in low, low ...

. . .


(Rod Stewart/Andy Taylor/Robin Le Mesurier)

Everyday I get up 
And drag myself out of bed 
While you're still sleeping 
On your tummy 
With your long legs spread 
Call me a copy cat 
Dressed 
Kiss you good-bye 
I'm like a lion in winter 
I don't want to say good-bye 
I'm trying to pull 
On my socks 
You get me horny and hot, darling 
That's why I'm late on the job 

*You're delicious 
You're delicious, babe 
You're delicious 

Just keep on doing 
What you are doing 
Doing 
Doing to me 
Ah, yeah 

You're like a cold beer, darling 
On a long-hot summer's day 
Yes, you are 
You're the words I'm planning 
Five part Chekov play 
You make a rich man poor 
And make a blind man see again 
You're ...... 
As hard as diesel train 
And while I'm driving to work 
You spill all over my shirt 
You're just a wonderful flirt 

(*Repeat) 

"The Old man" line ain't gonna 
Take you from my side 

I've had the new caviar 
Fort Wall and pink champagne 
I've seen the Mona Lisa 
Drank the wine in France and Spain 
I've smelled the rose of Finnland 
Tulips of Amsterdam 
I've heard the crew line coal train 
The bells of Notre dame 
But you know what honey 
You fill me up 
With desire 
You've set my soul aflying 
Lifted me down to the wire 
(*Repeat) 

Gimme one time 
(*Repeat) 
Please, bass guitar 
(*Repeat)

. . .


(Sam Cooke)

*Soothe Me, Baby 
Soothe me 
Soothe me with your eyes 
Though I know 
Your powerful loving is 
Soothing to me 

I used to hire a lot of girls 
Hot and big and small 
Since I meet this baby of mine 
I don't want mother girls at all 

***Soothe me, baby 
Soothe me 
Soothe me with your kindness 
Though I know your powerful loving is 
Soothing to me 

Oh, how I used to ramble 
Oh, how I used to roam 
Since I found this pretty little baby 
All I want to do 
Is stay at home 
At home 
(*Repeat) 

One more time, man 

**Soothe me baby 

Soothe me 
Soothe me with your kindness 
Though I know 
Your mama don't like it 
It's soothing to me 

Oh, once I was a worried man 
I was drinking night and day 
Now, I've got this angel by my side 
All my worries have drifted away 
(**Repeat) 
Soothe me, baby 
Soothe me, baby 
Soothe me, baby 

(*** Repeat)

. . .


(Rod Stewart)

(Intro not in English) 

Oh the summer time is gone 
And the leaves are sweetly turning 
And the wild mountain thyme 
Blooms across the purple heather 
Will you go, lassie. go 

If you will not go with me 
I will never find another 
To pick wild mountain thyme 
All along the purple heather 
Will you go, lassie, go 
Lassie, go 

I will build my love a tower 
by the cool crystal waters 
And I'll cling to her forever 
Like the ivy to the heather 
Will you go, lassie, go 

*And we'll go together 
To pick wild mountain thyme 
All along the purple heather 
Will you go, lassie, go 

Lassie, go 

(Not in English) 

Will you go, lassie, go 

(*Repeat) 
And we'll all go together 
Tp pull wild mountain thyme 
All across the purple heather 
Will you go, lassie, go 
Lassie, go 
Lassie, go

. . .


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