Lyrical Response

[Gray Beard]

I'm free
I'm free
And freedom tastes of reality
I'm free
I'm free
An' I'm waiting for you to follow me

[SinceThe70s]

Free me
Can't you hear that's what I say
Free me
Anyhow or anyway

[The Real Buffalo Joe]

Tell your mama, tell your pa
I'm gonna ship you back to Arkansas
Oh yes, you don't do right
You don't do right

 

Tell me what'd I say
Tell me what'd I say right now
Tell me what'd I say
Tell me what'd I say
Tell me what'd I say
Tell me what'd I say

[WhoTom]

Well my mama told me, my papa told me too
Now my mama told me, papa told me too
Well I shouldn't be here tryin' to sing these railroad blues

 

Wish I had listened what my mama said
Wish I had listened what my mama said
Well I wouldn't be here tryin' to sleep in this cold iron bed

[PastaJoe]

The radio is blasting,
Someone's beating on the door
I'm looking at my girlfriend
She's passed out on the floor
I seen so many things 
I ain't never seen before
I don't know what it is
But I don't wanna see no more

 

Mama told me not to come
Mama told me not to come
She said, that ain't the way to have fun, son

[SinceThe70s]

So when you asked me if I hated you now
It's not you it's just all of the times I missed out
On sleeping with your roommate every time you passed out
But, That's ok

[WhoTom]

You were under the impression
That when you were walking forwards
You'd end up further onward
But things ain't quite that simple

 

You got altered information
You were told to not take chances
You missed out on new dances
Now you're losing all your dimples

[Bill from NYC]

When you dance do your senses tingle then take a chance?
In a trance, while the lonely mingle with circumstance?
I got something to tell you, you made it show
Let me come over, I know you know
When you dance, ooh ooh, I can really love

[SinceThe70s]

My grandpa, he's ninety five
And he keeps on dancin'
He's still alive

 

My grandma, she's ninety two
She loves to dance
And sing some, too

 

I don't know
But I've been told
If you keep on dancing
You'll never grow old

[The Real Buffalo Joe]

Well I don't know what I've been told
You never slow down, you never grow old
I'm tired of screwing up, I'm tired of goin' down
I'm tired of myself, I'm tired of this town

Oh my my, oh hell yes
Honey put on that party dress
Buy me a drink, sing me a song,
Take me as I come 'cause I can't stay long

 

Last dance with Mary Jane
One more time to kill the pain
I feel summer creepin' in and I'm
Tired of this town again

[WhoTom]

Now I don't know but I been told
It's hard to run with the weight of gold
Other hand I have heard it said
It's just as hard with the weight of lead

[The Real Buffalo Joe]

Nobody wants him
They just turn their heads
Nobody helps him
Now he has his revenge

 

Heavy boots of lead
Fills his victims full of dread
Running as fast as they can
Iron man lives again

[PastaJoe]

I'm gonna hit the road
Adios my friend
Go some place
And start all over again
Don't know where I'm goin'
Like a gypsy out on the road
Go some place and join a travelin' show

Nobody left to run with anymore
Nobody wants to do the crazy things
We used to do before
Nobody left to run with anymore

[Gray Beard]

Gypsy's, tramps, and thieves
We'd hear it from the people of the town
They'd call us gypsy's, tramps, and thieves
But every night all the men would come around
And lay their money down

 

[The Real Buffalo Joe]

The gypsy woman told my mother
Before I was born
I got a boy-child's comin'
He's gonna be a son-of-a-gun

He's gonna make pretty women's
Jump and shout
Then the world gonna know
What this all about

 

Don't you know I'm here
Everybody knows I'm here
Well, you know I'm the hoochie-coochie man
Everybody knows I'm here

[WhoTom]

I got a gypsy woman givin' me advice
I got a gypsy woman givin' me advice
I got a whole lotta tricks keepin' her around

 

[Gray Beard]

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
That hypnotized me with love

 

She was a gypsy woman,
She was a gypsy woman

 

[PastaJoe]

She is dancing away from you now
She was just a wish
She was just a wish
And her memory is all that is left for you now
You see your gypsy, oh
You see your gypsy

[row_33]

A gypsy of a strange and distant time
Travelling in panic all direction blind
Aching for the warmth of a burning sun
Freezing in the emptiness of where he'd come from
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Left without a hope of coming home
 

 

(starts off the best album side of the Core 7, to me at least....)

 

 

[WhoTom]

Home, home again
I like to be here when I can
When I come home cold and tired
It's good to warm my bones beside the fire