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(Music/ Lyrics: Clarence Henry)
You've got to change your evil ways... baby
Before I stop loving you.
You've go to change... baby
And every word that I say, it's true.
You've got me running and hiding
All over town.
You've got me sneaking and peeping
And running you down
This can't go on...
Lord knows you got to change... baby.
When I come home... baby
My house is dark and my pots are cold
You're hanging 'round... baby
With Jean and Joan and a who knows who
I'm getting tired of waiting and fooling around
I'll find somebody, who won't make me feel like a clown
This can't go on...
Lord knows you got to change
Organ Solo:
(Repeat 2nd verse)
Yeah ... Yeah ... Yeah ...
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"Got a black magic woman
Got a black magic woman.
I got a black magic woman
Got me so blind I can't see
That she's a black magic woman
She's tryin' to make a devil out of me.
Don't turn your back on me baby
Don't turn your back on me baby.
Yes, don't turn your back on me baby
Stop messin' eround with your tricks
Don't turn your back on me baby
You just might pick up my magic sticks.
Got your spell on me baby
Got your spell on me baby.
Yes you got your spell on me baby
Turning my heart into stone
I need you so bad - magic woman
I can't leave you alone. "
From nowhere
Through a caravan
Around the campfire light
A lovely woman in motion
With hair as dark as night
Her eyes were like that
Of a cat in the dark
They hypnotize me with love
She was a gypsy woman
She was a gypsy woman
She danced around and round
To a guitar melody
From the fire her face
Was all aglow
How she enchanted me
Oh how I’d like to hold her near
And kiss and forever whisper in her ear
I love you gypsy woman
All through the caravan
She was dancing with all the men
Waiting for the rising sun
Everyone was having fun
I hate to see the lady go
Knowing she’ll never know
That I love her
That I love her
She danced around and round
To a guitar melody
From the fire her face
Was all aglow
How she enchanted me
Oh how I’d like to hold her near
And kiss and forever whisper in her ear
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Oye como va mi ritmo
Bueno pa gosar mulata
Oye como va mi ritmo
Bueno pa gosar mulata
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(Music/ Lyrics: Carlos Santana, Tyrone Moss, & Milton Brown)
Lead Vocal: Seems like everybody's waiting
For a new change to come around.
Background: Come around, come around, come around.
Lead Vocal: Waiting for the day when the
King, Queen of soul sing around
Background: Sing around, sing around, sing around, sing around.
Lead Vocal: You can understand everything's to
share. Let your spirit dance brothers everywhere. Let your head be free,
turn the wisdom key
Find it naturally - see you're lucky to be.
Dig this sound It's been round and round and round.
You get out your cold feet ba-by
Something on your back lay it down.
Background: Lay it down, lay it down, lay it down.
Lead Vocal: Don't you know honey maybe your light might shine this whole town
Background: This whole town, this whole town, this whole town, sing around.
Lead Vocal: Time for you to all get down
Yeah do it
Organ solo:
Background: Get ready uh - Get ready Uh -
Get ready uh - Get ready Uh -
Lead Vocal: Dig this sound
It's been round and round and round
You can understand everything's to share.
Let your spirit dance brothers everywhere.
Let your head be free.
Turn the wisdom key
Find it naturally, see you're lucky to be
Sing it loud
It's time for you to all get down
Yeah do it.
Guitar solo:
Background
(8 times): Get ready Uh
Lead Vocal: Sing it loud
It's time for you to all get down
Yeah do it.
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Los cueros me llaman
(repeat)
El timbal
(repeat)
Vamos morena a bailar mi montuno
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You are my river
Keep on flowing through
Filling my life
With all of you
You are the freedom
I've been searching for
Oh, how I love you
Just for who you are
There will be hard times
Everyone must go through
Testing his love
Just to see if it's true
But the hard times will come
But they all pass away
I have seen the light
In my life today
That's why I love you
Just for who you are
You are my river
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(Music/ Lyrics: Carlos Santana)
It's been so long since I've seen your face
Yet I know soon I'll have your embrace
I'll be waiting
Waiting just for you
Life keeps afloat and my love grows and grows
You are the lightin'
I'll be waiting
Waiting just for you
Oh, it's been a long, long time by
I don't mind
Rhythm deep, to know the earth
Keep waiting, waiting
Waiting just for you
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(Music/ Lyrics: Carlos Santana & Chris Rhyne)
Move on, there's no time to waste complaining
Move on, can't you feel your heart expanding
Every time I turn around
Ignorance one step behind
So come on and try again
You can make it if you try
Move on, there's no time for hesitation
Move on, all you need is motivation
Every time I turn around
Ignorance one step behind
So come on and try again
You can make it if you try
Keep on moving on
Keep on moving
Got to keep on trying
Every step of the way
Got to keep on trying
Every step of the way
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(Music/ Lyrics: Carlos Santana & Alex Ligertwood)
Somewhere in heaven
There is a place
Waiting for you and me
He made a promise
Gave every drop of blood
Died on the cross so we’d be free
Oh Oh Oh Oh
Somewhere
Somewhere in heaven
There’s a place waiting
Waiting for you and me
He made a promise
Gave every drop a blood
And died right on the cross
So we’d be free
He made a promise
When he gave every drop
Of his blood
Died on the cross
So we’d be free
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You be you and let me be me
No strings attached emotionally
I wanna get a little crazy
That's puttin' it plain
You got the medicine
And I got the pain
When you just wanna feel good
Like the doctor said
One good dose of loving
It's gonna straighten out your head
(tag):
You got an open invitation
On that you can rely
You got a prepaid reservation
And that's the only way to fly
Let's make love, the feeling is right
Just passing by like ships in the night
Oughta get a little friendly
There's no time like now
You bring the attitude and I'll show you how
Anytime you're ready
Anytime at all
Just come on over
Don't even have to call
(tag)
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(Music/ Lyrics: Carlos Santana, Chris Solberg, & Alex Ligertwood)
Well I told you 'bout your attitude
And it didn't do me any good
'Cause you took your love away
Left me here alone with all this lonely heartache.
There are places I remember
Where the ladies still are tender
Against you they can't compare
Baby we've just got to get it back together.
All I ever wanted was to be with you
All I ever wanted was to be with you.
I just got to get it through to you
That my loving heart is ever true
Please come back to where you belong
Girl you got to know I'll never do you wrong.
All I ever wanted was to be with you
All I ever wanted was to be with you.
Yeah you.
Oh oh.
All I ever wanted was to be with you
All I ever wanted was to be with you.
Well I told you 'bout your attitude
And it didn't do me any good
'Cause you took your love away.
All I ever wanted was to be with you
All I ever wanted was to be with you
All I ever wanted was to be with you
All I ever wanted was to be with you
You!
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Music/ Lyrics: Carlos Santana, Raul Rekow, Alex Ligertwood, & Alan Pasqua
Ah ya e ya
Ah e yea ya
Oba ibo si areo
Ergua mala gura
obakoso cabiosile ache
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(Music/ Lyrics: Devadip Santana & Alexander J. Ligertwood)
When you walked out the
door, baby,
Thought I would die
I didn't realize
Oh, you were the brightest star
Up in the sky, yeah
Now that you're gone, oh how I miss
you so
Please come back to me, I need
your love
Baby ever so more, yeah, yeah
Come back, girl
Bring your sweet love back to me
I can't do without it, no...
If you want, I'll show you what I have
You can take, take what you want
of me
Just don't take the things that we
know are bad
Oh baby, oh baby, I need your
love, yeah
Girl...oh, yeah...oh...
Come back...won't you come back
Please, oh, please, please
please, please
Pretty pretty pretty pretty please
I need your love, oh, baby, yeah
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