I'm nothing in your eyes It makes me feel like giving up Because my best just ain't good enough Girl I want to provide for you And do all the things
intentions are good Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood Baby, sometimes I'm so carefree With a joy that's hard to hide And sometimes it seems that all
: The rooms were so much colder then My father was a soldier then And times were very hard When I was young, when I was young I smoked my first cigarette
mean Am I going crazy or is this just a dream Now, wait a minute I know I'm lying in a field of grass somewhere So it's all in my head And then.. I heard
: In this dirty old part of the city Where the sun refuse to shine People tell me there ain't no use in trying Now my girl you're so young and pretty
it roll, baby, roll Let it roll, baby, roll Let it roll, all night long Do it, honey, do it You gotta roll, roll, roll You gotta thrill my soul, all
: I don't want you be no slave I don't want you work all day I don't want 'cause I'm sad and blue I just want to make love to you, baby Love to you,
get a job With the help and the grace from above Save some money, get rich I know Bring it back to Tobacco Road Bring Dynamite and a crane Blow you up, start all
: There is a house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy And God I know I'm one My mother was a tailor She
: Some people say a man is made outta' mud A poor man's made outta' muscle and blood Muscle and blood and skin and bones A mind that's a-weak and a back
no I would not lie, No, I would not lie Down in Monterey Three days of understanding of moving with one another Even the cops grooved with us Do you
country is in your young hands May God give you strength Do your job real well If it all was worth it Only time it will tell In the morning they return With
, bring it to me, bring your sweet loving Bring it on home to me, yeah, yeah, yeah I'll give you jewelry, money too And that's not all, all I'll do for
: It's a hard world to get a break in All the good things have been taken But girl there are ways To make certain things pay Though I'm dressed in these
: When I was alittle girl, I had a rag doll Only doll I've ever owned Well I love you just the way I loved that rag doll Only now my love has grown
Oh, bring it to me, bring your sweet loving Bring it on home to me, yeah, yeah, yeah I'll give you jewelry, money too And that's not all, all I'll do
feel I'm nothing in your eyes It makes me feel like giving up Because my best just ain't good enough Girl I want to provide for you And do all the things
I don't want you be no slave I don't want you work all day I don't want 'cause I'm sad and blue I just want to make love to you, baby Love to you, baby