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Tom Petty & The Heartbreakers
Tom Petty & The Heartbreakers


Background information
Origin Gainesville, Florida, United States
Genre(s) Rock
Years active 1976—present
Label(s) MCA Records
Associated acts Johnny Cash
Tom Petty
Mudcrutch
Traveling Wilburys
Stevie Nicks
Jeff Lynne
Bob Dylan
Website Website
Members
Tom Petty
Mike Campbell
Benmont Tench
Ron Blair
Scott Thurston
Steve Ferrone
Former members
Stan Lynch
Howie Epstein



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Tom Petty & The Heartbreakers Album


Hard Promises (1981)
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Oh baby don't it feel like heaven right now
Don't it feel like something from a dream
Yeah I've never known nothing quite like this
Don't it feel like tonight might never be again
We know better than to try and pretend
Baby no one could'a ever told me 'bout this
I said yeah yeah

(Chorus)
The waiting is the hardest part
Every day you see one more card
You take it on faith, you take it to the heart
The waiting is the hardest part

Well yeah i might have chased a couple women around
All it ever got me was down
Then there were those that made me feel good
But never as good as I'm feeling right now
Baby you're the only one that's ever known how
To make me wanna live like I wanna live now
I said yeah yeah

(Chorus)
The waiting is the hardest part
Every day you get one more yard
You take it on faith, you take it to the heart
The waiting is the hardest part

Oh don't let it kill you baby, don't let it get to you
Don't let it kill you baby, don't let it get to you
I'll be your bleedin' heart, I'll be your cryin' fool
Don't let this go too far
Don't let it get to you



Copyright (c) 1981 Gone Gator Music (ASCAP) All Rights Reserved.


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She laughed in my face, told me goodbye
Said "Don't think about it, you can go crazy
Anything can happen, anything can end
Don't try to fight it, don't try to save me"

(Chorus)
She's a woman in love
And he's gonna break her heart to pieces
She don't wanna see
She's a woman in love, but it's not me

Well alright, do what you want
Don't try to talk, don't say nothing
She used to be the kind of woman
You have and you hold, she could understand the problem
She let the little things go

(Chorus)
She's a woman in love
And he's gonna break her heart to pieces
But she don't wanna know
She's a woman in love, she can't let go

Time after time, night after night
She would look up at me
And say she was lonely
I don't understand the world today
I don't understand what she needed
I gave her everything she threw it all away on nothin'
She's a woman in love



Copyright (c) 1981 Gone Gator Music and Wild Gator Music (ASCAP) All Rights Reserved.


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(Chorus)
I'm the nightwatchman
I make the rounds
I'm the nightwatchman
I gotta keep my nose to the ground

Honey this ain't no job for a man like me
I got potential, I could be just what you need
You got to think about the pros and cons
You could be right, you could be wrong

(Chorus)
I'm the nightwatchman
I am security
I'm the nightwatchman
How safe do you wanna be?

I sit around at night and listen to the radio
If I get real bored I might have a little smoke
Yeah I got a permit to wear this .38
But listen my life's worth more than the minimum wage

(Chorus)



Copyright (c) 1981 Gone Gator Music and Wild Gator Music (ASCAP) All Rights Reserved.


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It didn't feel like Sunday
Didn't feel like June
When he met his silent partner in that lonely corner room
That over looked the marquee
Of the Plaza all-adult
And he was not lookin' for romance
Just someone he could trust

(Chorus)
And it wasn't no way to carry on
It wasn't no way to live
But he could put up with it for a little while
He was workin' on something big

Speedball rang the night clerk
Said, "Send me up a drink"
The night clerk said "It's Sunday man, ...wait a minute
Let me think
There's a little place outside of town that might
Still have some wine"
Speedball said, "Forget it, can I have an outside line?

(Chorus)

It was Monday when the daymaids
Found the still made bed
All except the pillows that lay stacked
Up at the head
And one said, "I know I've seen his face
I wonder how he is?

The other said, "Probably just another clown
Workin' on something big"



Copyright (c) 1981 Gone Gator Music (ASCAP) All Rights Reserved.


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Well they put me out on the old Kings Road
I didn't know which way to go
There was people all around
Wearin' funny lookin' clothes
Some boys, some girls, some I don't know

(Chorus)
I didn't know which way to go
I'm a new world boy on the old Kings Road

Rockabilly music was in the air
I looked in the door, they said,
"Come over here"
They had socks and shirts and underwear
That I'd seen before, but I don't know where

(Chorus)

A Pakistani man said, "Listen here
Let me fix you up before you go back there
You can't get 'em in the USA
Not in New York City, not in West LA."
I thought about it, said, "I don't know
I'm a new world boy on the old Kings Road"



Copyright (c) 1981 Gone Gator Music (ASCAP) All Rights Reserved.


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I used to think that when this was all over
You might feel different 'bout me
Yeah I always knew, one day you'd come around
Now I wonder if dreams are just dreams

(Chorus)
Whoah oh whoah oh oh I'm having trouble
Letting you go


Baby look out your window, it's raining
on your summer home
You're by the fire keeping warm and dry
There's no one as honest as those in pain
Oh honey can't you see me? Will you
let me inside?

(Chorus)

It's a restless world, uncertain times
You said hope was getting hard to find
But time rolls on, days go by
What about the broken ones?
What about the lonely ones?
Oh honey I'm having trouble letting you go
It's off in the distance, somewhere up the road
There's some easy answer for the tears you've cried
And it makes me uneasy, makes me feel different
Do you get scared when you close your eyes?

(Chorus)



Copyright (c) 1981 Gone Gator Music (ASCAP) All Rights Reserved.


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I'm not much on mystery
Yeah you gotta be careful what you dream
I thought this might pass with time
Yeah I thought I was satisfied

(Chorus)
But oh baby let me tell you, I got a thing about you
Baby let me tell you, I got a thing about you
It don't matter what you say
It don't matter what you do
I, I, I, got a thing about you

Somewhere deep in the middle of the night
Lovers hold each other tight
Whisper in their anxious ears
Words of love that disappear

(Chorus)

Baby you hold some strange control over me
Yeah it's so wild it hypnotizes me

(Chorus)



Copyright (c) 1981 Gone Gator Music (ASCAP) All Rights Reserved.


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You've got a dangerous background
And everything you've dreamed of
Yeah you're the Dark Angel
It don't show when you break up
and I'm the one who oughta know
Im the one left in the dust
Yeah I'm the broken hearted fool
Who was never quite enough

(Chorus)
I'm an insider, I been burned by the fire
And I've had to live with some hard promises
I've crawled through the briars -- I'm an insider

It's a circle of deception
It's a hall of strangers
It's a cage without a key
You can feel the danger
And I'm the one who oughta know
I'm the one you couldn't trust
I'm the lonely silent one
I'm the one left in the dust

(Chorus)

I'll bet you're his masterpiece
I'll bet you're his self-control
Yeah you'll become his legacy
His quiet world of white and gold
And I'm the one who oughta know
I'm the one you left to rust
Not one of your twisted friends
I'm the one you couldn't love

(Chorus)



Copyright (c) 1981 Gone Gator Music (ASCAP) All Rights Reserved.


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You got a criminal mind
You got criminal looks
Boy you better look out
You're gonna get hooked

Don't you ever feel guilty
When you come up short
Man you better be careful
You're gonna get caught

(Chorus)
'Cause you're the criminal kind
You're the criminal kind
Man what you gonna do?
Where you gonna hide?
They're callin' you a sickness, disease of the mind
Man what you gonna do?
You're the criminal kind

Don't you ever get tired?
Don't you ever want to quit?
Yeah it's been a long time, and you still don't fit
Dog tags on the mirror, hangin' down from a chain
Give up little sister, this ain't gonna change

(Chorus)

Yeah, and that little girl you used to know
Just don't come around no more
Now she ain't there to watch the door
She don't wanna die in no liquor store

I hope they all made money, I hope they all get rich
Yeah, I hope they give hell, to every son-of-a-bitch
That put a man on the carpet
Or stuck him out on the line
Whatever let him get a taste of the crminal life

(Chorus)



Copyright (c) 1981 Gone Gator Music (ASCAP) All Rights Reserved.



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