Альбом Bob Seger

I'm headin to Atlanta, leavin on a Delta plane
Uh huh all right
I'm headin to Atlanta, leavin on a Delta plane
Uh huh good good
I'll carry my trenchcoat but I sure don't think it's gonna rain
Ah ah oh no
The gold is in my pockets
Caps and tabs are in my sleeves
Ah ha
Gold is in my pockets
Caps and tabs are in my sleeves

Oh yeah
Stand to make a thousand, if I can just get past the theif
Oh yeah, oh there they are, Ohhh

I'm a junk runner honey, hotter than the noonday sun
Oh mercy
I'm a junk runner honey, hotter than the noonday sun
Oh yeah come true
If I don't make Orlando
You know my runnin days are done

Evil Edna she wore sequins to the funeral
Looked just like a gypsy
Never shed a tear
Everybody said she looked just like a hooker
Everyone mistook her for the loser of the year

Still the voices of the prophets
Tell us we should live just so
Ah Edna didn't care
Enda did not know

Two weeks later, Edna laughed at her confession
Laughed just like a gypsy
Gave the nuns a chill

Everybody said she'd never be forgiven
Everybody cursed her, said that she was ill

Still the voices of the prophets
Tell us we should live just so
Ah Edna didn't care
Oh she did not know

Just the other day I heard some people talkin'
Edna went out walkin' and she passed away

No one knew exactly just what happened
No one came to mourn her, we all stayed away

I wasn't born lookin' back, I can't tell white from black
Kesey next to me now darling, straighter than a railroad track
I've been so high, my mind was dry
I rent it out to farmers on the midnight ride
That ain't all
I ain't even got me a congressman I can call
All right
I seen 'em dumpin' garbage, in my rivers and lakes
I seen 'em send up John Sinclair, you know
Two joints is all it takes
Then suddenly I was in a tree
And dogs were barking up at me
can't you see
I'm so damn apethetic, I can't believe I'm free

As the senator he signs the bills you know
And he's telling us which way we have to go
Think it's time we got together and declared
When you see them coming and you get so scared

Rain is falling down, but you know I'm feeling fine
I think I'll watch the tv set, let America steal my mind
But you know I'm cool, Momma had a rule
She didn't raise no fool to be true to someone else
I'm runnin' down that highway child
I'm gonna be myself
Highway child
Highway child

Life is like a big river
sinkin' or swim, depends on you
you can take or you can be a giver
if you got love
you're gonna get through
once, a good woman loved me
kinda cruel, and she left me one day
now I'm cyin', she loves another
gotta go alone
the rest of the way
take, the advice of a loser
who's been livin' too long alone
follow your heart
follow your rainbow
and one day you'll find
you are not alone

Here come the mountains, here come the hills
Here come the valleys and Shoreline still
I've know 'em all, I know 'em well
Mongrel, on the hard sell
With a fortrel polyester ink well
But I can't leave you with the blues no
Remember days, and endless nights
Spread my freedom and I scream for my rights
Thru empty days and endless nights
Spurned my creator, screamed for my rights
Child of green candles in the wishin well
Mongrel, Hard sell
With a fortrel polyester ink well
But I can't leave you with the blues no

Come down to ?, I'll buy you out
Gonna make you shake it gonna make you shout
Gonna burn you gonna, make you swell
Mongrel, hard sell
With a fortrel polyester ink well
But I can't leave you with the blues no
No no

Cruisin on the grey snakes till my dyin day
Checkin all the hen houses out along the way
Wastin time and drikin wine
Life is short and I ain't lyin
Livin all I Can thru every day

(CHORUS)
You can call me Lucifer
If you think you should
Now I know I'm good

Everynight I'm barrelhousin till the moon is low
Shoutin blues and payin dues & throwin way my dough
Ramblin, Gamblin, Lovin, Shovin probably won't end up with nothin
But at least I'll reap the seeds I sow

(REPEAT CHORUS)
(SOLO)

Funky water farmers daughter gonna make the law
Lucy Blue Chicago Green I'll love em till they thaw
Courtin all the lovely foxes, brunette, redheads, goldi locks
Talkin time to grind my crosscut saw

(REPEAT CHORUS)

Yeah hell yeah now I can hear the gypsy wind a howlin'
Ain't got time to lean against your wall
I gotta hit the road and keep on movin'
I'm gonna roll and smoke and boogie and ball now

Been abused, got my shoes, paid my dues, teachin' blues


Yeah I'm goin' ridin' to the gates of freedom
Cruisin till the sun she falls
I'm gonna follow my god into Eden
While I roll and smoke and boogie and ball
Light my fuse, get to choose, teachin' blues

I was walkin to the corner drug store
and what should I happen to see
there were picket lines
and the people were a shoutin'
"Down with democracy"
as I strolled on by someone grabbed my arm and said
"buddy where do you stand"?
I said "I stand wherever I choose my friend
and you best let go of my hand"
as I walked away on a sunny day, I swear IÂ heard him scream
"you know you're leanin' on my dream"
"Hey man you're leanin on my dream"

Got home and turned on the tv set
and sat me down to eat
and a man came on
talkin' bout the coppers
they were blockin' off another street
Seems some folks was raisin' cain
and a riot had broke out

and they flashed the camera on the guy who had stopped me
I watched him runnin' about
as the cops were draggin him away
I heard on of 'em scream
"you know you're leanin' on my dream"
"these kids are leanin' on my dream"

oh yeah

well I got up and turned off the tv set
and to tell you I was feelin' mean
an I thought a while
tryin to make some sense
out of everything that I have seen

I was addin' the score when there's a knock on the door
was a letter addressed to me
It read "greetings from the president, united states"
I fell down on my knees

The next day I was on the picket line
and Lord you should have heard me scream
"you know you're leanin' on my dream"
"hey man you're leanin' on my dream"

Here come the mountain, Here come the hill
Here come the valley and the Shoreline still
I know 'em well, know well
Mongrel, on the hard sell
With a ?, hot assed, inkwell
Lord, But I, I can't leave with the blues
Through endless days, and endless nights
Spare my creator, scream for my rights
? in the wishing well
Mongrel on the Hard sell, with a ?,
Hot assed, Inkwell
But I won't leave you with the blues no
Come down to ? (Wah-doo-day)
I'll buy you out
Gonna make you shake it Lord gonna make you shout
Gonna burn you gonna make you swell
Mongrel on a hard sell
with a ? hot assed inkwell Lord
But I can't leave you with the blues no
No no

When you were a young girl, you had a rag doll
The only doll you ever owned
I love you just the way you love your rag doll
But only now my love has grown
Oh and it gets stronger
Talkin' every day
Yeah gettin' deeper honey
Come with me
And it gets higher, every way
I love you oh

River deep and mountain high, yeah yeah yeah
If I lost you would I cry
I love you baby, baby, baby

You got me woman
I done lost all control


I need you baby
Like a river needs to roll

I love you baby
Like a mountain gonna love the sky
I love you baby
River deep and mountain high

Every day now
Take me with you take my by the hand momma
Lead me to the door
Gotta go gotta go anyway
Get me to the floor
Gotta take you everywhere I go yeah
Gotta take you down downtown
Gotta screw around

Oh yeah