Rod Stewart Album

(Mick Jagger / Keith Richards) 

Everywhere I hear the sound 
of marching, charging feet boy'
Cause the summer's here and the time is right for fighting in the street boy
Hey think the time is right for a palace revolution
Where I live the game to play is just to compromise my solution
What can a poor boy do except to sing for a rock 'n' roll band
'Cause you see bein' London town there's just no other place for a street
fighting man
Hey did I tell you that my name was called disturbance
And I'll shout and scream and I'll kill the king and I'll rail at all his
servants
What can a poor boy do except to sing for a rock 'n' roll band
'Cause you see bein' London town there's just no place for a street fighting man
Everywhere I hear the sound of marching, charging feet boy
'Cause the summer's here and the time is right for fighting in the street boy
What can a poor boy do except to sing for a rock 'n' roll band
'Cause you see bein' London town there's just no other place for a street
fighting man

(traditional, arr. by Rod Stewart) 

I am a man of constant sorrow
I've seen trouble all my days
I'll say goodbye to Colorado
Where I was born and prob'ly raised
Your mother says I am a stranger
My face you'll never see no more
But there's one promise darling
I'll see you on God's golden shore
Through this open world I'm about to ramble
Through ice, snow, sleet and rain
I am about to rob the mornin' railroad
Perhaps I'll die on that train
I'm goin' back to Colorado
Place that I started from
If I'd knowed how bad you'd treat me
Honey I never would have come

(Rod Stewart)

I was born and raised the only son of a lawyer
till I was approximately the age of four or perhaps five
I lost both my mother and my father
Killed in a fire way up on the fourteenth floor
Struck down by the time I was ten by an illness 
which robbed me of the sight of the morning sun
And that ain't all
A homeless child for the next five years
with my dog Clown by my side and my only friend
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
I fought my way through school
Sound and touch the thing on which I could depend
And you know what the, the, the kids down my street weren't too playful
And right then it seemed like the whole world picked on me
And ah yeah
I worked my fingers to the bone
Stretchin' hide for a boot man in Jersey Town
But then, but then I lost the last thing I had
When fate reared its ugly head and took my dog Clown
I wandered way up north found a girl that loved like a woman
Sixteen years old and felt like a woman 
But, but, but, but, but what I'm trying to say is 
God please don't take her away from me
I lost everything that I ever had 
you kicked my name into the dirt
Tread my name into the dirt yeah
I lost everything that I ever had you kicked my name into the dirt
What could I do I never knew how much love could hurt me
But it never ever come my way before
No, no, no, no, no 
I never knew how much love could hurt me
Good God it ain't never come my way before
Oh but, but you know what I'm trying to say really what I'm trying to say is
God please don't take her away from me
Ah turn it down
I lost everything that I ever had you kicked my name into the dirt
You got a lotta lotta lost everything that I ever had ever had

(Michael D'Abo) 

Ever seen a blind man cross the road
trying to make the other side
Ever seen a young girl growing old trying to make herself a bride
So what becomes of you my love
When they have finally stripped you of
The handbags and the gladrags
That your Grandad had to sweat so you could buy
Baby
Once I was a young man
and all I thought I had to do was smile
You are still a young girl
and you bought everything in style
Listen
But once you think you're in you're out
'cause you don't mean a single thing without the handbags and the gladrags
that your Grandad had to sweat so you could buy
Sing a song of six-pence for your sake
And take a bottle full of rye
Four and twenty blackbirds in a cake
And bake them all in a pie
They told me you missed school today
So what I suggest you just throw them all away the handbags and the gladrags
that your poor old Granddad had to sweat to buy
They told me you missed school today
So I suggest you just throw them all away
the handbags and the gladrags that your poor old Granddad had to sweat to buy ya

(Rod Stewart) 

Did you ever stand and shiver while looking at a freezing river
Have you froze to the bone with just a coat to keep you warm
to keep you from a howlin' wind to keep you from a howlin' wind
Now listen
Have you perished in the drizzling rain 
Tried to light ... a lift but all in vain
With your sock on your head 
and that old coat on your back to keep you from the drizzlin' rain 
oh to keep you from the drizzlin' rain
Goodbye
One more time
Did you sleep in a graveyard when it snowed
Laid your head on a .....
With the Times on your face and that old coat on your back
That kept you from a-withering away good God 
It just kept you from a-withering away
I know
And did you ride a lift on a steam train
Now listen 
Had the misfortune not to pay your fare
Thrown off the next stop 
Thrown in the doorway of a shop
With that coat to keep you from the wind 
Oh that old school coat to keep you from the wind
And that ain't all
Have you had some good friends on the road with ya 
who'd stand by you through thick and thin
Here's to Kevin and Ben, Susie and Len
And that coat which never lets you down
It never, never, never lets you down
It never, never, never lets you down
That old coat which never lets you down
That old coat which never lets you down
Kept me from the drizzlin' rain
And oh, kept me from the drizzlin' rain

(Rod Stewart)

I wouldn't change a thing if I could live it all again
Ah listen
It's funny you know when you sit down and think about what you had
About the friends you used to know
What happened, where did they all go
Can you remember happy hours spent drinkin' and thinkin'
We thought we could change the world
And we never, never, never, never, never 
never thought we could get much older then
We were the ones who loved to love the right to love
We'd bring it on home with the right song played at the right time
What happened to the girl that you loved once and left 
young man did you break her heart
Did she live, and did she marry, 
did she ever think on your face again
Ah now hold on a minute 
I wouldn't change a thing if I could live it all again
Ah yeah
I think what you say is all so right but I find it hard to jog my memories
Don't worry Lou you may never get another chance yeah
Yes I think what you say is all so right but I find it hard to move my memories
Say it again with a lot more feelin'
And I think what you say is all so right 
but I find it hard to find my memories
Don't sing so serious you make me feel so sad
But if I was true to myself 
I would probably find it was a tear in my eyethat stopped me from believing you
Don't worry, don't worry, don't worry don't worry
You know my tongue gets tired 
when I think back on all of the things we do
But I wonder if I'll remember these few precious things as years pass me by
Ah when young bodies that've grown older and mind's become dimmer 
I'll point the finger back in time
I said I wouldn't change a thing if I could 
if I could, if I could live it all again, yeah

(Rod Stewart) 

Listen here
You don't have to love me always Cindy
You don't need to see me every day of the week
You don't have to notice my brand new shoes
But please, please say hello some time
You know I've tried to impress you Cindy
I even lent ya my library book
I guess you forgot, good
God you soon forgot it woman
I don't mind but please say hello some time
And your mother she can't stand my face
And your brother keeps me from your door
But I'll stay around yes I'll stay around honey
I'll even watch over your garden fence 
I've watched your friends Cindy laugh in my face
But I won't apologize for the way that I am
If only they knew baby, yes if only they knew 
that you've already spent one night with me honey

(Ewan McColl) 

Found my love by the gaswork croft
Dreamed a dream by the old canal
Kissed my girl by the factory wall
Dirty old town, dirty old town
I heard a siren from the dock
Saw a train set the night on fire
Smelled the spring on the sulfured wind
Dirty old town, whoa-oh, dirty old town
We're goin' to take a good sharp axe
Shining steel tempered in the fire
And we'll chop you down like an old dead tree
Dirty old town, dirty old town
Dirty old town, whoa-oh, dirty old town
And oh we'll chop you down
Oh, dirty, dirty, dirty old town
Dirty old town, dirty old town
And oh whoa-oh dirty old town
Chop you down one of these days