Here I stand amid the roar Of a surf tormented shore And I hold within my hand Grains of a golden sand How few how yet they creep Through my fingers to
(Chris Dreja / Jim McCarty / Jeff Beck / Keith Relf / Paul Samwell-Smith) You're looking my way, That's good to see. Well how I'm thinking, Is it really
Sick at heart and lonely Deep in dark despair Thinking one thought only "Where is she, tell me where?" And if she says to you She don't love me Please
Hey! Hey! Any place can be a soda fountain now, With Great Shakes, New Great Shakes. Shake it up with milk, And make a rich thick shake, New Great Shakes
Boom, boom, boom, boom I'm gonna shoot you right down Knock you off of your feet And take you home with me Put you in my house Boom, boom, boom, boom
When I get out on the dancing floor There ain't no stopping for an hour or more I go rocking up and down and around and round I go reeling to the beat
(For your love) (For your love) (For your love) I'd give you everything and more and that's for sure (For your love) I'd bring you diamond rings and things
Hot House of Omagararshid has no proper lyrics. The words spoken at the beginning are unknown.
I can't make your way Silly men they all get worried Live their life so worthlessly Troubled, bothered, flustered, hurried They should take a look at
I got a Maserati G.T. With snake skin upholstery I got a charge account at Goldblatt's But I ain't got you I got a closet full of clothes But no matter
I remember the night I was holding you tight And I'll never forget how you were You had brocades of blue And an umbrella too And a beautiful long piece
Now when I was a little boy At the age of five I had somethin' in my pocket Keep a lot of folks alive Now I'm a man Made twenty-one And you got to know
(Jake Holmes, arr. Yardbirds) Anderson Theatre version I'm dazed and confused, Is it stay, is it go? I'm being abused, And I think I should know, Come
Early in the morning, 'bout the break of day That's when my baby went away Come back baby, I wish you would Try and love me, you won't do no good Walking
Let me tell you about a girl I know I met her walking down Lowtown Street She's so fine, you know I wish she was mine I get shook up every time we
I'm not talking Well that's all I got to say Used to think I knew it Man I sure outgrew it Things like idle chatter Ain't the things that matter That'
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Laughed and loved, when others sang Their songs of love, nothing rang of truth to me And then I did not see reality, but now I know Sad in mind, I thought
