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Stealers Wheel Album


Stealers Wheel (1972)
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(Egan/Rafferty)

Late again, when I get home you'll be waiting.
Still you know there ain't no use in you complaining.
I know that I can show some respect, especially when I'm wrong.
But when I get back I know you'll say, “You've been away too long.�?

Ooooh, la-la-la, oooh...

I wonder why I stay when everybody's gone, yeah,
There's always something there, that keeps me hanging on.

Ooooh, la-la-la, oooh...

I wonder why I stay when everybody's gone away,
There's always something there, that keeps me hanging on.

I know that I can show some respect, especially when I'm wrong.
Late again, when I get home you'll be waiting.


Joe Egan: Vocals, Keyboard
Gerry Rafferty: Vocals, Guitar
Paul Pilnick: Lead Guitar
Tony Williams: Bass
Rod Coombes: Drums

. . .


Well, I don't know why I came here tonight
I got the feeling that something ain't right
I'm so scared in case I fall off my chair
And I'm wondering how I'll get down the stairs
Clowns to the left of me, jokers to the right
Here I am, stuck in the middle with you

Yes, I'm stuck in the middle with you
And I'm wondering what it is I should do
It's so hard to keep this smile from my face
Losing control, yeah, I'm all over the place
Clowns to the left of me, jokers to the right
Here I am, stuck in the middle with you

Well, you started off with nothing
And you're proud that you're a self-made man
And your friends they all come crawlin'
Slap you on the back and say, "Please, please"

Trying to make some sense of it all
But I can see it makes no sense at all
Is it cool to go to sleep on the floor?
Well, I don't think I can take anymore
Clowns to the left of me, jokers to the right
Here I am, stuck in the middle with you

Well, you started out with nothing
And you're proud that you're a self-made man
And your friends they all come crawlin'
Slap you on the back and say, "Please, please"

Yeah, I don't know why I came here tonight
I got the feeling that something ain't right
I'm so scared in case I fall off my chair
And I'm wondering how I'll get down the stairs
Clowns to the left of me, jokers to the right
Here I am, stuck in the middle with you

Yes, I'm stuck in the middle with you
Stuck in the middle with you
Here I am, stuck in the middle with you

. . .


(Egan)

When I take a look around me
I wonder how the sun's so sure, he knows the way,
And why he doesn't stray, and if he spends the day
Looking for another meaning.

Still don't know what I really believe in,
Will someone please put on the light, and make me feel all right?
I've searched my head all night,
Looking for another meaning

I've tried so hard to find what I had on my mind,
When I had no axe to grind, and everything was all right.
All right, all right...

And it looks like everyday gets a little bit harder
For me, me, me, me....

Joe Egan: Vocals, Keyboard
Gerry Rafferty: Vocals, Guitar
Paul Pilnick: Lead Guitar
Tony Williams: Bass
Rod Coombes: Drums

. . .


(Egan)

Woke up this morning, I got out of bed,
Too late to go to work — walked my dog instead.
I don't try too hard, but I get by.

You don't have to tell me I've got a lot to learn,
Think I gotta laugh at your overconcern.
I don't try too hard, but I get by.

You sit there with your fancy cigar and you think, “I got it made�?,
I don't want no fast car, whoa no.

I'm never ready, don't have to wait,
Everybody knows I'm bound to get there late.
I don't try too hard, but I get by.

You sit there with your fancy cigar and you think, “I got it made�?,
I don't want no fast car, whoa no.

I'm never ready, don't have to wait,
Everybody knows I'm bound to get there late.
I don't try too hard, but I get by..


Joe Egan: Vocals, Keyboard
Gerry Rafferty: Vocals, Guitar
Paul Pilnick: Lead Guitar
Tony Williams: Bass
Rod Coombes: Drums

. . .


(Rafferty)

It looked so good from the outside, I couldn't wait to join the crowd.
It all looked different on the inside,
It must have been my imagination,
I felt so sure that was where I wanted to be...

I thought I'd get out of the city, I took a trip down to the sea.
I didn't stay too long 'cause there was nothing there but sky and ocean,
Oh yeah, it must have been my imagination,
I really thought that was where I wanted to be...

Looking for something that might have some meaning,
Looking for something that might make me feel alive.
Looking around for the right situation
Where I can believe what's happening right in front of my eyes.

I think I'll stay in one position, and just leave well enough alone.
I'm never satisfied 'til I've been disillusioned,
Oh yeah, it must be my imagination,
I always think there's a better place to be...

Looking for something that might have some meaning,
Looking for something that might make me feel alive.
Looking around for the right situation
Where I can believe what's happening right in front of my eyes.


Joe Egan: Vocals, Keyboard
Gerry Rafferty: Vocals, Guitar
Paul Pilnick: Lead Guitar
Tony Williams: Bass
Rod Coombes: Drums

. . .


Looking for something, looking for one thing,
Trying to find anything that makes you feel.
Gotta keep goin', don't let it get you down,
Now you've got nothing to lose.

You've been taking it so hard, taking it on the head,
Don't you know life's as good as being dead?
Gotta keep movin', don't let it get you down,
Now you've got nothing to lose.

When everyone around you tells you you're doin' fine,
They're gonna drive you crazy.
So don't close your eyes and swallow all those lies,
Don't believe what you've been told,
'Cause you'll wake up one day
knowing nothing they say
Can satisfy your soul.

Gotta keep movin', don't let it get you down,
Now you've got nothing to lose.

When everyone around you tells you you're doin' fine,
They're gonna drive you crazy.
So don't close your eyes and swallow all those lies,
Don't believe what you've been told,
'Cause you'll wake up one day
knowing nothing they say
Can satisfy your soul.

Looking for something, looking for one thing,
Trying to find anything that makes you feel.
Gotta keep goin', don't let it get you down,
Now you've got nothing to lose.

. . .


(Rafferty/Egan)

Each day you try on a different person,
Trying to find out who you really are.
Now I think I have a way of knowing
When I'm very close I'm not too far.

I don't know just when I really found me,
At times I wonder why it took so long.
Only thing I know is deep inside me,
When I'm there it makes me feel so strong.

Each day you try on a different person,
Trying to find out who you really are.
Now I think I have a way of knowing
When I'm very close I'm not too far.


Joe Egan: Vocals, Keyboard
Gerry Rafferty: Vocals, Guitar
Paul Pilnick: Lead Guitar
Tony Williams: Bass
Rod Coombes: Drums

. . .


Time to turn the hay, listen, my José,
Pick up your (?) and get your day's work done,
Don't want to hear you talk to anyone.

You better get on your way, listen, my José,
Take off your shirt, you gotta earn your pay,
Ain't gonna wear it out there anyway, boy, d'ya hear? D'ya hear?

I know your life is in a mess,
You gotta get up, you can't afford to rest.
Can't you see my side, I got have my final (?)
Gotta do your best.

. . .


(Egan)

Nothing is lost and nothing's gained,
It's the same old situation again,
No, I can't give or take anymore.

Gets so lonely there's really nothing left to say,
Gets so lonely and everything's so far away.

No one is right and no one's wrong,
How can I say right now which side I'm on?
No, I can't give or take anymore.

Gets so lonely there's really nothing left to say,
Gets so lonely and everything's so far away.


Joe Egan: Vocals, Keyboard
Gerry Rafferty: Vocals, Guitar
Paul Pilnick: Lead Guitar
Tony Williams: Bass
Rod Coombes: Drums

. . .


(Rafferty/Egan)

You put something better inside of me,
You put something better inside of me.

I could look out the window or stare at the wall,
But really it didn't matter, no, I just didn't care at all.
Could be sitting by the water, counting every stone,
'Cause nothing means nothing when you're empty and on your own.

But you put something better inside of me,
You put something better inside of me.
Makes me so much stronger,
I'm amazed at the change in me.

Well, I knew what I was doing, I was running away,
Busy going nowhere, just wasting the time of day.
Walking down the road, kicking up the stones,
Nothing means nothing when you're empty and on your own.

But you put something better inside of me,
You put something better inside of me.
Makes me so much stronger,
I'm amazed at the change in me.


Joe Egan: Vocals, Keyboard
Gerry Rafferty: Vocals, Guitar
Paul Pilnick: Lead Guitar
Tony Williams: Bass
Rod Coombes: Drums

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