Tamp' Em Up Solid Ry Cooder

Tamp 'em up solid, so they won't come down Tamp 'em up solid, buddy, so they won't come down Tamp 'em up solid, so they won't come down Tamp 'em up solid, buddy, so they won't come down Baby, when you

Humpty Dumpty World Ry Cooder

the mIes And television was the worst of all Television was the worst of all Lt`s a humpty dumpty world a humpty dumpty wodd A ball of confusion spinning around and around I thought I had built upon a solid

Sundown Town Ry Cooder

and fair My soul looked out and wondered, can we make the journey there But I've lost my sight and I have to be led Well I mean to work for justice till I'm dead Sundown town, sundown town Don't let 'em

Stand by Me Ry Cooder

(G) When the night is come and the (Em) land is dark And the (C) moon is the (D7) only light we'll (G) see I won't be afraid, (Em) I won't be afraid Just as (C) long as you (D7) stand by (G) me (G) Stand

Crazy 'Bout An Automobile (Every Woman I Know) Ry Cooder

-Man, I'm gonna tell you my story -Go on and tell about it, go on and tell about it more -Just what I've been doing -What you've been doing, Ry ?

I Got Mine Ry Cooder

(C) Forty dollar that laid on the floor My (F) buddy's point was (C) nine Well, the (F) police they come in there And (Am) caught all of 'em But (C) I (G) got (C) mine.

No Hard Feelings Ry Cooder

This land should have been om land You took it for your land You got a use for every stream and tree When I go up the highway old trees are dying up that way You pump out the water and sell it back

Poor Man's Shangri-La Ry Cooder

Tell you 'bout a friend of mine that you don't know He lives way up a road that's lost in time Don't know his name or where he's coming from Only thing you know He's a real gone cat, this friend of mine

I'm Drinking Again Ry Cooder

(Ry Cooder & Jim Keltner) Yes, it's me and I'm drinking again Tell everybody I'm drinking again Doctor said it'd kill me But he didn't say when Have mercy, I'm drinking again Yes, it's me and I'm

John Lee Hooker For President Ry Cooder

blues I said look man everybody got to have the blues sometime don`t matter where you from or where you at I decided to make a run for President I know everyone got the blues cause I`m in touch wilt `em

Do Re Mi Ry Cooder

beautiful Texas Oklahoma, Kansas, Georgia, Tennes- (G) see California is the garden of Eden It's a paradise to (G7) live in or (C) see But be(G)lieve it or (D) not You won't (Bm) find it so (C) hot If you (Em

All shook up Ry Cooder

I'm itching like a man on a fuzzy tree the friends say I'm acting wild as a bug I'm in love, I'm all shook up I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, oh Lord yeah yeah yeah my hands are shaky and my knees

Jesus on The Mainline Ry Cooder

I know Jesus is on that mainline Tell Him what you want Jesus is on that mainline Tell Him what you want Jesus is on that mainline Tell Him what you want Call Him up and tell Him what you want Well, the

Don't Mess Up A Good Thing Ry Cooder

on me, now, baby You know I know it's true Ain't nobody in this whole wide world Gonna love you like I do Don't you be no fool, don't you be no fool Gonna keep on fooling 'round now, baby Gonna mess up

Mutt Romney Blues Ry Cooder

Now boss Mitt Romney went for a ride Pulled up on a highway side Tied me down up on the roof Boss I hollered, woof woof woof Please master boss!

3 Cool Cats Ry Cooder

3 cool cats 3 cool cats Parked on the corner in a beat up car Devourin' up a liquor candy bar Talkin' all about how sharp they are These 3 cool cats 3 cool chicks 3 cool chicks Walkin' down

3rd Base, Dodger Stadium Ry Cooder

three cool cats three cool cats parked on the corner in a beat up car devouring up a liquor candy bar talking all about how sharp they are these three cool cats three cool chicks three cool chicks walking

My Name Is Buddy Ry Cooder

name is Buddy, don't you pity me Don't you pity me, don't you pity me Just because I ain't so big, you think I'm small Well, you think I'm small, now you think I'm small You go around with your head up

Christmas In Southgate Ry Cooder

, I been laid off at Hughes It looks like a bad year, there just ain't no use 'Cause it's Christmas in Southgate, you been a true friend I ain't never been much of a churchgoing man But I'd even give up

J. Edgar Ry Cooder

Edgar was his name He'd eat up all our victuals and start back up again Just like them vacuum cleaners they sell down in the lane Well, that's how J.

Which Came First Ry Cooder

You may be a hater, you may be a lover You can bet your life one destroys the other I don't know how it all began, which came first The egg or the hen The moon comes up and the sun goes down This

Mama, Don't Treat Your Daughter Mean Ry Cooder

(Ry Cooder) Hey, mama, don't you treat your daughter mean Hey, mama, don't you treat your daughter mean 'Cause you treat her so mean and she's only sweet sixteen It was late last Friday evening, when

Simple Tools Ry Cooder

My wife used to say she couldn`t understand Why I make my living working with my hands She met a junk bond daddy and he broke up my home He made his living on the telephone Daddy spied my darling

If There's a God Ry Cooder

Republicans changed the lock on heaven`s door Keys to the kingdom don`t fil no more The poor working man Iike me and you If we ain`t got money we won I get through If there`s a God I think He`s got to bottle up

634-5789 Ry Cooder

Hey, baby, if you need a little lovin', call on me And if you want some kissin', call on me, baby No more lonely nights will you be alone All you got to do is pick up your telephone And dial 634-5789,

He`ll Have To Go Ry Cooder

Though love is blind, make up your mind I've got to know Should I hang up or will you tell him He'll have to go ?

He'll Have to Go Ry Cooder

Though love is blind, make up your mind I've got to know Should I hang up or will you tell him He'll have to go ?

Across the Borderline Ry Cooder

find When you reach the broken promised land And every dream slips through your hands Then you'll know that it's too late to change your mind 'cause you've paid the price to come so far Just to wind up

UFO Has Landed In The Ghetto Ry Cooder

(Ry Cooder & Jim Keltner) Lonesome outerspace invader blasting through the night Tuning in the soul music on the satellite All that low-down funky rhythm makes him jump and shout Just got to find that

The Dying Truck Driver Ry Cooder

Well, we made our way up 99 in the springtime of the year The San Joaquin was all in bloom, and songbirds everywhere We chanced upon a workingman, lying by the road I judged him for a truck driver by the

It's Just Work For Me Ry Cooder

Pull up by the schoolhouse and Jack down my dozer load. What I'd see? Dirt roads, beat up shacks, Stretched out as far as I can see.

Never Make Your Move Too Soon Ry Cooder

Three days of snow out in Birmingham Thought you would wonder where I am Called up your number all night long No consolations on the telephone Ran out and caught that midnight flight Thought a little loving

El Corrido De Jesse James Ry Cooder

The outlaw Jesse James was up in heaven With old friends around the kingdom throne Boys I was branded as a bandit and bank robber But I never tumed a family from their home We`re sworn to pass no judgments

Hey Porter Ry Cooder

When we hit Dixie would ya tell the engineer to ring his bell; And tell everybody that ain't asleep to stand right up and yell. Hey, Porter! Hey, Porter!

Look At Granny Run Run Ry Cooder

[Somebody's calling you] Well, he woke up in the middle of the night. Said, ";Looka here baby, everything's alright."; It was such a sight Great, gosh, almighty, won't ya...

In My Town Ry Cooder

Up here on the hill, it's starting to rain, The sun's disappearing through my windowpane, And everything's still in my room.

Tattler Ry Cooder

Whenever you find a man that loves every woman he sees, There's always some kind of woman that's a-puttin' him up a tree. Now that kind of man, he ain't got as much sense as a mule.

Cardboard Avenue Ry Cooder

Well, thank you for the drink my friend, that's alright with me Let's drink to the workingman, wherever he might be Remember what he stood up for and the struggles he went through Then let us take a little

Quick Sand Ry Cooder

us when we started Walking behind thc coyote boss The old man said let me go there with you Yes I'm old but I'm mighty tough I know the fOad maybe I can help you [ got good shoes I won't hold you up

Christmas Time This Year Ry Cooder

time this year I`d like a mouth so I can kiss my honey on her lips Then she`ll koow it`s Christmas time this year Because it`s Christmas time Christmas time Yes it`s merry Christmas time Everybody stand up

Down In The Boondocks Ry Cooder

she loves me But I don't fit in her society Lord have mercy, I'm a boy from down in the boondocks Now, every night I watch the lights from the house upon the hill Well, I love a little girl who lives up

One Meat Ball Ry Cooder

A litle man walked up and down, To find an eating place in town. He read the menu through and through, To see what fifteen cents could do.

Rally 'Round the Flag Ry Cooder

round again Shouting the battle cry of Freedom We will rally from the hillside We'll gather from the plain Shouting the battle cry of Freedom The Union forever, hurrah boys, hurrah Down with the traitor, up

On A Monday Ry Cooder

(D) On a Monday, I was ar (A) rested On a Tuesday, I was locked up in (D) jail On a Wednesday, my trial was at (A) tested On a Thursday, nobody would go my (D) bail (D) Al (C) most (A) done, I'm almost

Police Dog Blues Ry Cooder

my trunk down to Tennessee Ship my trunk down to Tennessee It's hard to tell 'bout a man like me I had a gal, I couldn't get her off my mind I had a gal, I couldn't get her off my mind She passed me up

President Kennedy Ry Cooder

Late one Friday evening everybody was sad We lost the best president we ever had But he's gone home, gone back home He's staying away too long Rode from town to town holdin' up for our rights Some low

Big Bad Bill Is Sweet William Now Ry Cooder

fear But now the people call him sweet pappa Willie dear Stronger than Samson I declare 'Til the brown skinned mama bobbed his hair Big Bad Bill don't fight any more Well he washes dishes and he mops up

I Can Tell by the Way You Smell Ry Cooder

Just look at little sis' Got her hand in her toodle, way up to her wrist She's doing something wrong, she's doing something wrong She's doing something wrong, God knows she's doing it I can tell by the

Brother Is Gone Ry Cooder

rights we proclaimed like in the good old Jim Crow days Our highest aim was to take your vote away Brother is gone Brother is gone Brother is gone Little brother is gone Brother is gone When I woke up

The Dream Ry Cooder

before she was alone in a back booth a drink and a cigarette drinking like she was waiting for someone me stealing glances as she stole my breath the next one's on me and after it's done the sun comes up