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The Jeff Beck Group
The Jeff Beck Group


Информация
Откуда London, England
Жанры Blues Rock
Psychedelic Rock
Hard Rock
Jazz Fusion
Годы 1967—1972
Лейблы Epic Records
CBS
См. также Donovan
Rod Stewart
The Steampacket
Faces
Beck, Bogert & Appice
Hummingbird
Состав
Jeff Beck
Бывшие участники
Ronnie Wood
Nicky Hopkins
Rod Stewart
Aynsley Dunbar
Micky Waller
Roy Cooke
Tony Newman
Jet Harris
Bobby Tench
Max Middleton
Clive Chaman
Cozy Powell
John Barclay



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Truth (1968)
1968
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Greensleeves
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Beck's Bolero
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Shapes of things before my eyes
Has helped me to despise
will time make men more wise?

Here within my lonely frame.
My eyes just hurt my brain
will time make men more sane?

Come tomorrow will I be older?
Come tomorrow maybe a soldier (now listen)
Come tomorrow, maybe I'm older than today.

(Listen to this)
Here within my lonely frame.
My eyes just hurt my god-darn' brain
will time make men more sane?

. . .


Over here!
Let me love you baby,
you're drivin' my poor heart crazy.
Let me love you baby,
you're drivin' my poor heart crazy.
When I'm with you woman,
my whole life seems so hazy.

Ah, don't you know that.
[Jeff] Baby when you walk, you shake just like a willow tree.
Ah, yes you do darling,
every time I see ya' Oh!
[Jeff] Baby when you walk you know what, you shake just like a willow tree.
No, I know, I know, I know.
[Jeff] Oo-eee baby, you sure look so good to me.

Come on babe ... Yes I know ... Yeah

Baby when you walk,
you shake like a willow tree.
(You oughta know that by now)
Baby when you walk,
you shake like a willow tree.
And Oo-eee baby, you sure look so good to me.

(Easy with this one)
Let me love you baby, love you baby
No, I know, I know.
Let me love you baby,
Ah you, let me love you ... What you got.
Let me love you baby, love you baby
Any old way you choose it,
I don't mind what time you call me,
Ah, ah, yeah
You're drivin' my poor heart crazy
Let me love you baby, love you baby,
Early in the morning time,
later in the evening,
Let me love you baby,
you're drivin' my poor heart [breath]... crazy.

. . .


Please, walk me out in the morning dew.
Can't walk you out in no morning dew.
Can't walk you out in no morning dew.

Thought I heard a young man crying.
Thought I heard a young man crying.
You did not hear no young man crying.
You did not hear no young man crying.
Thought I heard a young girl crying.
Thought I heard a young girl crying.
You did not hear no young girl crying.
You did not hear no young girl crying.

Now there is no more morning dew.
Now there is no more morning dew.
What they've been saying all these years has come true.
Now there is no more morning dew

. . .


You know you shook me,
you shook me all night long, yes you did.
You know you shook me,
you shook me all night long.
And the way that you love me baby, (you know what you do?)
You mess up my happy home.

(Dig this)
You know you love me,
just like a hurricane.
You know you love me,
just like a hurricane.
And the way that you love me baby,
You mess up my happy home, (you're so bad).

Come on ...

. . .


Old man river, that old man river,
He don't say nothin', but he must know somethin'
That old man river, he just keeps rolling along.

He don't plant tater's,
and we all know he don't pick cotton.
But them that plant 'em, are soon forgotten, that
Old man river, he just keeps rolling along, oh yes he does.

You and me, we sweat and toil,
Our bodies all achin' and racked with pain, now listen!
Lift that bar, you'd better, tote that bail,
And if ya' get a little drunk,
You'll land in jail.

I'm so weary, and sick of tryin',
I'm tired of livin', but afraid of dyin'.
That, that god-darn' old river, he just keeps rolling along.
Keep on rollin' along.

Keep on rollin' along.
Old man river don't you stop your way.
Keep on runnin' from the north, the south, the east or west,
you gotta roll it ...

. . .

Greensleeves

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. . .


Listen!
You can rock me, rock me all night long.
Keep on rockin' me baby, rock me all night long.
'Cause you know what, when you rock me,
my poor back it ain't got a bone.

You can roll me, just like they roll the wagon wheel,
way down in the country.
Keep on rollin' me baby, roll me all night long.
You know, you can shake, rattle, and roll me,
till my back it ain't got a bone.
And I won't mind that! Yea!

Oww! ... Over here!
Keep on rollin' me baby, just roll me all night long,
I won't mind it.
Keep on rollin' me baby, roll me all night long.
'Cause you know what, when you shake, rattle, and roll me,
My old back ain't got a bone.
So will you do it?

Keep on rollin' me baby,
Rollin' me baby.
Any old way you choose it,
Keep on rollin' me.
Ha, ha. Keep rollin' me honey,
'Till my old back ain't, got a bone. Over there!

Rockin' me baby,
Rockin' me baby,
Rock me honey,
Rockin' me baby, whoa-whoa

I don't mind which way that ya', come on honey, keep on.
Rockin' me baby,
Rockin' me baby,
Keep on rockin' me baby,
You know you'd better keep on rockin' me all night long.
You can rock me baby, yeah, yeah, Oww!

. . .

Beck's Bolero

[Нет текста]

. . .


I don't know too much about love, people,
But I sure think I've got it bad.
I don't know too much about love, people,
But I sure think I've got it bad.
Some people say love is just a gamble.
But whatever it is, it's about to drive poor me mad.
I sit here in my lonely room,
Tears flowing down my eyes.
As I sit here in my lonely room,
Tears flowing on down my eyes,
I wonder how you could treat me so low-down and dirty.
You know what? Your heart must be made out of iron,
And it ain't no lie.
Sometimes, I get so worried, people,
I could just sit right down and cry.
Sometimes, I get so worried, people,
You know I could sit right down and cry.
Because I don't know too much about love, people,
But I sure think I've got it bad.

. . .


Ain't superstitious,
black cat crossed my trail.
I ain't superstitious,
but a black cat crossed my trail.
Bad luck ain't got me so far,
and I won't let it stop me now.
The dogs begin to bark,
all over my neighborhood.
And that ain't all.
Dogs begin to bark,
all over my neighborhood.

Mmm-mmm
This is a mean old world to live in,
And I can't face it all by myself, at all.
And, dogs begin to bark,
all over my neighborhood.
The dogs begin to bark,
all over my neighborhood.
I got a feelin' about the future,
and it ain't too good, I know that.
I know, I know, I know.

Ain't superstitious,
but black cat crossed my trail,
(I said it so many times before)
Ain't superstitious,
a black cat crossed my trail.
Bad luck ain't got me so far,
and you know I ain't gonna let it stop me now.
Come on.

. . .


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