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Bonus Track |

Wake up girl he said we got to
go now
Something’s wrong and it’s breakin’
my heart
We don’t run we don’t dance don’t
romance like we used to
So they back down the driveway
went looking for a spark
They went drivin’ down the highway
looking for redemption
Illinois chain gangs, Dakota grass
Stopped at Ruby’s diner she said
do you love me he said
I don’t even know who I am
Chain Of Love
I can’t break this chain of .
. .
Chain Of Love . . .
Set me free but don’t let me go
Amarillo Texas she played the lottery
Scratch and wish for a hundred
grand
Route 66 came playing on the radio
Talking ‘bout the promised land
Chain Of Love
I can’t break this chain of .
. .
Chain Of Love . . .
Set me free but don’t let me go
I’m tired of all this running Bobby
dear
Remember that sweet night we met
when everything was clear
Woke up Sunday morning blue gulf
of Mexico
Barefoot children were dancing
in the sand
There are chains that bind you
chains that remind you
Won’t you please give me your
hand
Chain Of Love
I can’t break this chain of .
. .
Chain Of Love . . .
Set me free but don’t let me go
Chain Of Love
I can’t break this chain of .
. .
Chain Of Love . . .
Set me free but don’t let me go
Won’t you set me free but don’t
let me
Won’t you set me free but don’t
let me go
Here we go now
Romeo and his brothers three
Got a motor shop south side of
the big city
He’s real good under the hood
he’ll make your motor sing
He says come to me Miss American
get your windshield clean
Juliet’s tryin’ to forget her honey
pie
Bought a red Ferrari just to make
him sorry he said good-bye
She turned tail hit the guard
rail at 103
Just wasn’t fast enough to out
run the memory
Cruisin downtown on a Friday night
Hey honey baby that’s a real nice
ride
Take me somewhere anywhere fast
just step on the gas
They all come back one day to Romeo’s
Garage
They all come back one day to
Romeo’s Romeo’s Romeo’s Garage
There’s Gus his pickup truck’s
a smoke machine
He says “Romeo will I ever cruise
Casanova street?”
He says all’s fair with Bugs and
Cadillacs
There’s a million broken pieces
in the old junkyard out back
Drivin’ down the highway tonight
Business is good the future looks
bright
Step on the gas put on the brakes
Sooner of later a heart is gonna
break
They all come back one day to Romeo’s
Garage
They all come back one day to
Romeo’s Garage
They all come back one day to
Romeo’s Romeo’s Romeo’s Garage
Love begins with just a spark
Sets fire to your heart
It carries you away . . . . .
. .
They all come back one day to Romeo’s
Garage
They all come back one day to
Romeo’s Garage
They all come back one day to
Romeo’s Garage
They all come back one day to
Romeo’s Garage
They all come back one day to
Romeo’s Romeo’s Romeo’s Garage
Drifting on a summer day
In the fields wildflowers lay
Nature’s lace on your face
We count the cars we read the signs
We lost our way forgot the time
Oh we got hills to climb but I
feel fine
Over you
Won’t get over you
Over you . . . . . . .
All the hollow hallelujahs
Good morning what’s it to ya’s
Fade to black when you come back
Take a taxi ride to nowhere
Take a rocket into space
There’s no place like your embrace
Over you
Won’t get over you
Over you . . . . . . .
When you’re gone
It’s still the same
I see your face in every frame
The radio calls out your name
Over and over
We count the cars we read the signs
You’ve been here a long long time
Oh it’s a rocky road, but here
we go
Over you
Won’t get over you
Over you
Won’t get over you
Over you . . . . . .
Too much drink and I can see angels
Like goin’ south to see the northern
lights
But I can’t drink enough to wash
away this stuff
And I’m a little too lonely tonight
A little too in love and I’ll
go crazy
Without your love I’m weary and
I’m weak
The problem is love I love you
better
When you’re a little too . . .
out of reach
When will I be a little too happy
I’ve been crying a little too
long
If this is a bad dream come on
and slap me
“Cause tonight I’m too tired to
go on go on go on
You’re a little too busy for your
own good
Too many voices in your head
You’ve got an itch to scratch,
a plane to catch, anybody got a match
There’s a sucker born every minute
someone said
I know you’ve got a lovely lovely
lawn
A little too green to be real
Perfect toast in your toaster
But you’re a little too bored
to feel
When will I be a little too happy
I’ve been crying a little too
long
If you love me come on unwrap
me
Have mercy on this boy mercy on
this boy
I said Doo – Doo – Doo, Sha – la
– la – la – la
Doo – Doo – Doo, Sha – la – la
–la - la
God above and God below I’ve called
you Mary called you Joe
A simple plea to you I bring
All I want is everything, All
I want is everything
There’s a place around the corner
Where you can go to get a little
relief
If your heart’s a little torn
and tangled
But the line stretches down every
single street
If this is a bad dream come on
and slap me
“Cause tonight I’m too tired to
go on
When will I be
Cry
If you love me come on unwrap
me
Have mercy on this boy mercy on
this boy
I said Doo – Doo – Doo, Sha – la
– la – la – la
Doo – Doo – Doo, Sha – la – la
–la - la
Doo – Doo – Doo, Sha – la – la
– la – la
Oh, When will I
Doo – Doo – Doo, Sha – la – la
–la - la
Doo – Doo – Doo, Sha – la – la
–la - la
Doo – Doo – Doo, Sha – la – la
–la - la
When will I be, Oh, a little too
happy
Still remember that greasy kid
Sneakin’ in the back door of Jimmy’s
Downtown Blues
That joint could rock the night
away
He’d sit and watch the old man
play and say . . .
I wanna be just like you
So Daddy brought home a old guitar
To keep his mind off girls and
cars
BB played all night and day
Daddy said what’ve I done when
BB came home
Said the boys in the band they
want me to play
BB’s got the blues,
The art of knowin’ how to lose,
boy
He showed this old town what it
means to get down
And be glad when they do
Everything must change they say
I’m here to tell you that some
things never do
Well it may not make the news
But BB’s got the Blues
Juked that joint ten nights a week
Must’ve played a hundred New Years
Eves
Made himself a name
Fell in love with sweet Marlene
A wild wild year went by and a
baby came
On with all the luck and all the
chance
You still can fall to circumstance
What goes up comes crumblin’ down
Spent his money spent his time
spent his love
Livin’ that lonesome sound
BB’s got the blues,
The art of knowin’ how to lose,
boy
But still ringin’ true
And be glad when they do
Everything must change they say
I’m here to tell you that some
things never do
Well it may not make the news
But BB’s got the Blues
He used to say
Take me when I’m young while I’m
still havin’ fun
Wanna burn right up until the
livin is done
He lived out his song and now
that he’s gone
I wish he would play it again
Everything must change they say
I’m here to tell you that some
things never do
Well it may not make the news
But BB’s got the Blues
Morning comes with sleepy eyes
The island girl is slow to
rise
Her shutters yawn and awnings
sigh
She might just dream all day
There's a rusty crown set in
her hair
A faded coral gown she wears
It makes the stranger stop
and stare
Swear they're gonna stay
Wake up Elizabeth
Make your plans and then forget
That's my Elizabeth
She's the girl for me
Elizabeth, Elizabeth street
You may catch your dream on
Elizabeth Street
Madison and Buffalo
Come down for shelter from
the snow
For blackened toes and postcard
grins
She always takes them in
There's a treasure in her island
ground
So they come from miles around
They dig it up year by year
And watch it disappear
Hold on Elizabeth
made of sun and ocean breath
That's my Elizabeth
She's the one for me
Elizabeth, Elizabeth street
You may catch your dream on
Elizabeth Street
Her ladies-in-waiting come to
dine
Catherine, Oliva, Caroline
Those younger girls can't take
our place
They'll never have that charm
and grace
The locals and the island gods
Just carry on where they left
off
Sails and tails luff in the
wind
She's gonna have her way
There's a bicycle waits in
her yard
It's got a mind to travel north
But sea winds came to rust
my chain
Guess I'll have to stay
Elizabeth, Elizabeth street
You may catch your dream on
Elizabeth Street
Cup of Joe, Java Joe
When my life is movin' too slow
Pick it up, fire it up
Won't you fill my cup up
Oh Joe Java Joe
And a New York Times to go
Headlines and donut hole
Won't you fill my soul
Mabeline counter queen
Good morning what'll it be
Jamaican, Columbian
Let me turn your signal green
Oh black wine
Make me feel fine
One sip of those brown eyes
Makes the brand new mornin' shine
4 AM in the morning and I don't
feel right
Got no reason to live this crazy
life
Awake and down hill dreaming I
listen for you breathing
Welcome to the Morning Star
Shine on what you are
Shine into this lonely life
Fill it, fill it up, won't you
fill my cup
Cup of Joe, Java Joe
It's a monkey on my back you know
Or a kiss of tenderness,
Mercy to my lips
Bishop pawn and a queen
You know they all come in
dog eared and bleary eyed
From a long night's ride
She's off to school books and rules
Perfume from a magazine,
When she smiles it's just for
me I believe . . .
I believe in Norma Jean
and the Royal Family
But the 20th century do si do
Pulled a trick on me
Welcome to the Morning Star
Shine on what you are
Shine into this lonely life
Fill it, fill it up, won't you
fill my cup
Cappuccino cowboy had a long nights
ride
Fighting with his Kate, cactus
in his hide
Short stack and a coffee black
That'll bring me back
Jumpin' Java it's no jive
just glad to be alive
Once I knew
a man
Showed me
the slight of hand
Blink of
an eye, he danced across the strings
Played a
song I'd never heard
Poignant
and absurd
To this
day it leaves me wondering
Don't let
tomorrow find you wishin'
Boy you've
got a mission
Shake it,
rattle and roll
Ah, now,
just use your intuition
You'll get
less competition
From the
clock up on the wall
You are what
you are
You dream
what you dream
Play on
your Blue Guitar for me
Play me a
serenade
A simple
masquerade
Play on
your Blue Guitar for me
Yeah…
'Cause we'll
all make believe
Someone
to deceive
Time is
just a folly we can't see
If you only
know one song
Play it
right or wrong
The truth
is always somewhere in between
You and I,
we can't change the weather
We're all
in this together
So let the
strong winds blow
Ah, now things
will be much better
Don't become
a prisoner
The reason
you should know
You are what
you are
You dream
what you dream
Play on
your Blue Guitar for me
Play me
a serenade
A simple
masquerade
Play on
your Blue Guitar for me
Don't let
tomorrow find you wishin'
Boy you've
got a mission
Shake it,
rattle and roll
Ah, now,
just use you intuition
You'll get
less competition
>From the
clock up on the wall
You are what
you are
You dream
what you dream
Play on
your Blue Guitar for me
Play me a
serenade
A simple
masquerade
Play on
your Blue Guitar for me
You are what
you are
You dream
what you dream
Play on
your Blue Guitar for me
Play me
a serenade
Red wine
or lemonade
Play on
your Blue Guitar for me
You are what
you are
You dream
what you dream
Play on
your Blue Guitar for me
Play me
a serenade
A simple
masquerade
Play on
your Blue Guitar for me
You are what
you are
You dream
what you dream
Play on
your Blue Guitar for me
she's the girl next door
A friend of mine and more
In shades of purple dress and
silver shoes
She'll change the weather
She makes off for school
I paint the afternoon
And watch the sun make shadows
of a chair
4 o'clock arrives and she'll be
there
A smile on her face but something
so sad
Mother Theresa, Napoleon in drag
Are you happy or just smiling
Are you looking for love
When your world is broke in two
you know I'll believe in you
Oh you try to paint the faces
of Eve
Eve's made up her mind
She's going crazy
Finds a song in my guitar so out
of tune
Then sings it Better
One day she'll understand
That I cant' be her man
Oh woman-child much older than
your years
Those shoulders holding mom and
daddy's fears
And then she laughs
Wish I could hold you like that
My Mona Lisa, an angel in black
Are you happy or just smiling
Are you looking for love
When your world is broke in two
you know I'll believe in you
Oh you try to paint the faces
of Eve
Who thought up this crazy game
You build a fire then jump
in the flame
The flame that you can never
satisfy
baby it's alright
Some may call it destiny
Spin the chamber and you'll
be free
Some may call it suicide
Pull the trigger and ride
It's alright . . . it's alright,
it's alright, It's alright
Any way you want to love me
it's alright
Broken glass and paper cups
Line the highway of our love
Drive it fast and use it up
like fools in paradise
Leave me now you'll break my
heart
Stay with me and you'll fall
apart
The rusty strings on my blue
guitar
They get me everytime
It's alright . . . it's alright,
it's alright, It's alright
Any way you want to love me
it's alright
Someone shot me with a crooked
arrow
Someone set my castle on fire
Ripped me down from the straight
and narrow
come on and take me on a gypsy
ride
It's alright . . . it's alright,
it's alright, It's alright
Any way you want to love me
it's alright
You were born on branches green,
resting in the shade
Safe beneath your momma's wings,
'til your flying day
But yellow wings are precious
things in the city far away
Now you're up for sale in gilded
wire, singing in your cage.
Oh, Edith Johnson needs a friend
to sit beside her bed
Wake her up at break of day and
talk of the news she's read
Sit by the fire, she'll stroke
your wings and feathers fill the page
Now it's time for bed and back
you go, singing in your cage.
She's seen the stream train come
and go, the freeways split the glade
Giant steps up on the moon are
just a backyard away
The century's lost its melody
or is it just my age
Soothe my nerves and calm my fears,
singing in your cage.
Sing a song of happiness, sing
a song for tears
Any way the tune may go, it's
music to my ears
Sing it for tomorrow, sing for
yesterday
The night is long but love is
strong, keep singing...singing...
Singing in your cage.
Morning broke and there she was,
fire cold and gray
Edith and the mystery book had
turned the final page
The window's thrown wide open,
your wings are free to fly
But she sits inside her gilded
cage, singing a lullaby.
Sing a song of happiness, sing
a song for tears
Any way the tune may go, it's
music to my ears
Sing it for tomorrow, sing for
yesterday
The night is long but love is
strong, keep singing...singing...
Singing in your cage.
Who’s gonna light my days when
winter comes
Keep me shinin’ when I got no
sun
Pick me up when I come undone
That’s my rainbow
Haven’t seen you in quite a while
I miss the flair of your impulsive
style
Out of the blue into a smile
That’s my rainbow
Who’s gonna make me lost my head
Spread my wings and fly instead
Waiting just around the bend on
Good days and life’s hazy weather
When all my words are on their
knees
You laugh in Latin blink in Japanese
Paint my gray with blue and green
That’s my rainbow
When I believe I’ve lost my song
And chances fade as time moves
on
Right as rain you prove me wrong
That’s my rainbow
That’s my rainbow
That’s my . . . rainbow
Take off your century’s cap
It’s been much too long a day
The tongues of throngs have wrung
me
Weary headlines bid their homeward
way
On farmer’s fields and forest green
The sun goes down on you
Over this crazy life
The curtain rises on the moon
Say you will, say you will
Don’t put up a fight
Stars will shine, you are mine
Won’t you meet me under the moonlight
Well, your face is shinin’ by a
firefly’s spark
Drives me out of my head right
into my heart
What you gonna do about that?
Nothing you can do about that
We’ve got our facts and fission
Forgot our secret mission
Don’t let them stop you wishin’
The stars are calling out for
you
Oh, say you will, say you will
Don’t put up a fight
Stars will shine, you are mine
Won’t you meet me
Won’t you meet me, yeah, yeah,
Won’t you meet me under the moonlight
Credits:
| Musicians: | Peter Mayer
- Acoustic Guitar, Octave Electric Guitaaar, Suzi guitar, electric Guitar,
Acoustic Steel Guitar, Piano, Gibson J200, Vocals
Jim Mayer - Bass, Upright Bass, Vocals Roger Guth - Drums, Hand Drum, Vince Varvel - Electric Guitar, Electric Tremolo Guitar Ralph MacDonald - Percussion, BB's Vocals Mac McAnally - Scratch Guitar, Mandolin, Wurlitzer Piano, Funky Electric Guitar, Synthesizer, Flutes, Backup Vocals Micheal Utley - Hammond B3 Organ John Eatmon - Backup Vocals Roger Hawkins - Guitar Case and Rack Slap Jim Hoke - Harmonica, Autoharp John Catching - Cello David Davidson - 1st and 2nd Violin |
| Recorded at: | La La Land in Muscle Shoals Alabama |
| Produced by: | Peter Mayer |
| Co-Produced by: | Jim Demain |
| Copyright
Information: |
Romeo's Garage © 1999 Little Flock Records #1001 |
| Released on: | Little Flock Records, 1998 |
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