Rod Stewart
DalszŲvegek/Lyrics

MAGGIE MAY
(Rod Stewart / Martin Quittenton)

Wake up Maggie I think I got something to say to you
It's late September and I really should be back at school
I know I keep you amused but I feel I'm being used
Oh Maggie I couldn't have tried any more
You lured me away from home just to save you from being alone
You stole my heart and that's what really hurt

The morning sun when it's in your face really shows your age
But that don't worry me none in my eyes you're everything
I laughed at all of your jokes my love you didn't need to coax
Oh, Maggie I couldn't have tried any more
You lured me away from home, just to save you from being alone
You stole my soul and that's a pain I can do without

All I needed was a friend to lend a guiding hand
But you turned into a lover and
mother what a lover, you wore me out
All you did was wreck my bed
and in the morning kick me in the head
Oh Maggie I couldn't have tried anymore
You lured me away from home 'cause you didn't want to be alone
You stole my heart I couldn't leave you if I tried

I suppose I could collect my books and get on back to school
Or steal my daddy's cue and make a living out of playing pool
Or find myself a rock and roll band that needs a helpin' hand
Oh Maggie I wish I'd never seen your face
You made a first-class fool out of me
But I'm as blind as a fool can be
You stole my heart but I love you anyway

Maggie I wish I'd never seen your face
I'll get on back home one of these days


MANDOLIN WIND
(Rod Stewart)

When the rain came I thought you'd leave
'cause I knew how much you loved the sun
But you chose to stay, stay and keep me warm
through the darkest nights I've ever known
If the mandolin wind couldn't change a thing
then I know I love ya

Oh the snow fell without a break
Buffalo died in the frozen fields you know
Through the coldest winter in almost fourteen years
I couldn't believe you kept a smile
Now I can rest assured knowing that we've seen the worst
And I know I love ya

Oh I never was good with romantic words
so the next few lines come really hard
Don't have much but what I've got is yours
except of course my steel guitar
Ha, 'cause I know you don't play
but I'll teach you one day
because I love ya

I recall the night we knelt and prayed
Noticing your face was thin and pale
I found it hard to hide my tears
I felt ashamed I felt I'd let you down
No mandolin wind couldn't change a thing
Couldn't change a thing no, no

The coldest winter in almost fourteen years
could never, never change your mind

And I love ya
Yes indeed and I love ya
And I love ya
Lordy I love ya


I'M LOSING YOU
(N. Whitfield / E. Holland / C. Grant)

Your love is fading I can feel your love fading
Woman it's fading away from me
'Cause your personal touch has grown cold
as if someone else controls your very soul
I fooled myself long as I can
I can feel the presence of another man
It's there when you speak my name
It's just not the same
Oh honey I'm losing you
I can feel it in the air, it's there everywhere
Oh I'm losing you

I can feel it in my bones
any day you'll be up and gone
Ooh I'm losing you
It's all over your face someone's takin' my place
Could it be that I'm losing you

When I look into your eyes a reflection of a face I see
Oh Lord I'm losing you
I'm hurt, downhearted and worried girl
'cause that face doesn't belong to me

Your love is fadin', I can feel it fadin'
Oh away from me
I can feel it in the air, it's there everywhere
ooh I'm losing you

I don't wanna lose you
but I know I'm gonna groove you
Oh Lord I'm losing you, and I'm a losin' you

Your love is fadin', I can feel it fadin'
Oh Lord I'm losing you


REASON TO BELIEVE
(Tim Hardin)

If I listened long enough to you
I'd find a way to believe that it's all true
Knowing that you lied straight-faced while I cried
Still I look to find a reason to believe

Someone like you makes it hard to live without
somebody else
Someone like you makes it easy to give
never think about myself

If I gave you time to change my mind
I'd find a way just to leave the past behind
Knowing that you lied straight-faced while I cried
Still I look to find a reason to believe

If I listened long enough to you
I'd find a way to believe that it's all true
Knowing that you lied straight-faced while I cried
Still I look to find a reason to believe

Someone like you makes it hard to live without
somebody else
Someone like you makes it easy to give
never think about myself

TRUE BLUE
(Rod Stewart / Ron Wood)

Never been a millionaire
and I tell you mama I donít care
Never gonna own a race-horse
or a fast back mid-engine Porsche
Donít think Iíll own a private jet
on the Stock Exchange Iím no threat
So wonít you help me make up my mind
Donít you think Iíd better get myself back home

Sitting in the moonlight glow
excuse me if my feelings show
Watching all the trucks roll by
dreaming up an alibi
You see, back home Iím considered the fool
but maybe theyíre right I donít know
So canít you help make up my mind
Donít you think Iíd better get myself back home
Who cares

Daddy says heíll buy me car
to drive just as far as I need
He wants me back at any expense
Heís got a lot more money than sense
Funny but now that I'm gone
they all wanna be concerned
Oh please can you make up my mind
Donít you think Iíd better get myself back home
Just donít know what to do
Maybe Iíll walk, maybe Iíll ride, maybe Iíll never ever decide

Get out da way
I gotta get on home
I gotta get home as soon as I can


LOST PARAGUAYOS
(Rod Stewart / Ron Wood

Darling I hate to tell you but I think Iím catching a cold
Put another chair on the fire bring the bottle over here
I feel Iím getting old
I like your laugh and a hot romance
and your orníry sense of humor
but if it rains again like it did today
Iím gonna have to leave a little bit sooner

Got to get me some South America sun

Honey donít even ask me if you can come along
Down at the border you need to be older
and you sure donít look like my daughter
Your ridiculous age, start a state outrage
and Iíll end up in a Mexican jail
Darling please donít cry you know I wouldnít tell you no lie

Look over there
Oh my God donít look now
but it appears to be raining again
Get upstairs pack my book of prayers
Honey hurry Iím catching pneumonia
I gotta move while Iím in the mood
or Iíll disappear into that wall
Darling please donít curse
it really couldnít be any worse
Say Iím a sun fanatic but itís dark in your attic
and your cat sleeps over my head

I know Iím not a football star
but I wanna little better than that
So Iím much obliged for the pure white ride
and a cup of tea every morning
Iíll say goodbye, look your man in the eye
you know I wouldnít tell you no lie

So after all, I'll see you in the fall
on a brand new day, brand new way
Goodbye honey, goodbye honey
Goodbye honey, it ain't funny
Goodbye honey, I know it ain't funny


MAMA YOU BEEN ON MY MIND
(Bob Dylan)

Perhaps itís the color of the sun cut flat
and coverin' the crossroads Iím standing at
or maybe itís the weather or something like that
but mama you been on my mind

I do not mean you trouble, donít put me down, donít get upset
I am not pleadiní or sayiní I canít forget you
I do not pace the floor, bowed down and bent, but yet
mama you been on my mind

Even thoí my eyes are hazy
and my thoughts they might be narrow
where you been donít bother me, or bring me down with sorrow
I donít even mind where you be wakiní up tomorrow
but mama you been on my mind

Iím not asking you to say words like yes or no
Please understand me, Iíve no place Iím calling you to go
Iím just whisperiní to myself so I can pretend that I donít know
Mama you been on my mind

When you wake up in the morniní baby, look inside your mirror
you know I wonít be next to you, you know I wonít be near
Iíd just be curious to know if you can see yourself as clear
as someone who has had you on his mind
As someone who has had you on his mind
Mama you been on my mind


ITALIAN GIRLS
(Rod Stewart / Ron Wood)

Iíve got two and more to show
I was dreaming of a mobile
that couldnít be mine not without lyiní
Was I feeling kind a silly
when I stepped in soakiní beer down the cola machine
Oh, stayiní seventeen
Well she claimed she was a killer
and she owned a flood lit villa
a little aways from the main highway
Oh take me way down yonder

She was tall, thin and tarty
and she drove a Maserati
faster than sound
I was heaven bound
Although I must have looked a creep
in my army surplus jeep
Was I being too bold
before the night could get old
No, no, no, no
She proved me so wrong

Oh the Italian girls sometimes hold their religious habits
in front of your eyes, just to get you tied
Ah but not my little Bella Ďcause I did not have to tell her
Iíd rather you go with the morning sun, she made me so tired

She took me way, way, away down yonder
till I was gone with the morning sun on my back
Gotta get on back there soon as I can
Take me there
And I miss the girl so bad
She broke my heart
Gotta get on back there soon as I can
I miss the girl, I miss the girl, I miss the girl so bad
I was a lot better off


ANGEL
(J. Hendrix)

Angel came down from heaven yesterday
stayed with me long enough to rescue me
And she told me a story yesterday
about the sweet love between the moon and the deep blue sea
Then she spread her wings high over me
she said sheís goin' now, come back tomorrow
And I said, "Fly on my sweet angel, fly on through the sky
Fly on my sweet angel tomorrow Iím gonna be by your side"

Fly away, high away, fly away

Sure enough this morning came unto me
silver wings silhouetted against a childís sunrise
And my angel she said unto me
Todayís the day for you to rise
Take my hand, youíre gonna be my man, youíre gonna rise
Then she took me high over yonder

And I said, "Fly on my sweet angel, fly on through the sky
Fly on my sweet angel forever I will be by your side"
And I said, "Fly on my sweet angel, fly on through the sky
Fly on my sweet angel forever I will be by your side"
Fly away, come back another day


YOU WEAR IT WELL
(Rod Stewart / Martin Quittenton)

I had nothing to do on this hot afternoon
but to settle down and write you a line
I've been meaning to phone you but from Minnesota
hell it's been a very long time
You wear it well
A little old fashioned but that's all right

Well I suppose you're thinking I bet he's sinking
or he wouldn't get in touch with me
Oh I ain't begging or losing my head
I sure do want you to know that you wear it well
There ain't a lady in the land so fine

Remember them basement parties, your brother's karate
the all day rock and roll shows
Them homesick blues and radical views
haven't left a mark on you, you wear it well
A little out of time but I don't mind

But I ain't forgetting that you were once mine
but I blew it without even tryin'
Now I'm eatin' my heart out
tryin' to get a letter through

Since you've been gone it's hard to carry on
I'm gonna write about the birthday gown that I bought in town
when you sat down and cried on the stairs
You knew it did not cost the earth, but for what it's worth
You made me feel a millionaire and you wear it well
Madame Onassis got nothing on you

Anyway, my coffee's cold and I'm getting told
that I gotta get back to work
So when the sun goes low and you're home all alone
think of me and try not to laugh and I wear it well
I don't object if you call collect
'cos I ain't forgetting that you were once mine
but I blew it without even tryin'
Now I'm eatin' my heart out tryin' to get back to you

After all the years I hope it's the same address
Since you've been gone it's hard to carry on


I'D RATHER GO BLIND
(B. Foster / E. Jordon)

Something told me it was over
when I saw you and him talking
Something deep down in my soul said "Cry boy"
when I saw you and him out walking
I would rather, I would rather go blind girl
than to see you walk away from me child
So you see I love you so much
I donít want to see you leave me baby
most of all I just donít, I just don't want to be free

I was just, I was just sitting here thinking
of your kiss and your warm embrace child
When the reflection in the glass
that I been held to my lips now baby
revealed the tears I had on my face
I would rather, I would rather be blind child
than to see you walk away from me
Baby, baby, baby I would rather go blind
than to see you walk away from me


TWISTIN' THE NIGHT AWAY
(Sam Cooke)

Let me tell you about a place, somewhere up in New York way
where the people are so gay, twistin' the night away
Here they have a lot of fun, puttin' trouble on the run
Oh man you'll find the old and young twistin' the night away

Here's a man in evening clothes, how he got here I don't know
but oh man, you ought to see him go, twistin' the night away
He's dancing with a chick in slacks, she's moving up and back
Oh man, there ain't nothing like twistin' the night away

Feel much better

Here's a fellow in blue jeans, who's dancing with an older queen
dolled up in her diamond rings, twistin' the night away
Man you ought to see her go, twistin' to the rock and roll
Here you'll find the young and the old twistin' the night away

They're twistin', twistin', everybody's doing great
They're twistin' man, twistin', they're twistin' the night away
Twistin', you know they're twistin', twistin' the night away
They're twistin', twistin', man twistin' the night away

Here they have a lot of fun, puttin' trouble on the run
Oh man you'll find young and the old twistin' the night away
Here's a man in evening clothes, how he got here I don't know
I don't know but man you ought to see him go
Twistin' the night away

STREET FIGHTING MAN
(Mick Jagger / Keith Richards)

Everywhere I hear the sound
of marching, charging feet boy
'Cause the summer's here
and the time is right for
fighting in the street boy

Hey think the time is right
for a palace revolution
Where I live the game to play
is just to compromise my solution

What can a poor boy do
except to sing for a rock 'n' roll band
'Cause you see bein' London town
there's just no other place
for a street fighting man

Hey did I tell you that my name
was called disturbance
And I'll shout and scream
and I'll kill the king and
I'll rail at all his servants

What can a poor boy do
except to sing for a rock 'n' roll band
'Cause you see bein' London town
there's just no place
for a street fighting man

Everywhere I hear the sound
of marching, charging feet boy
'Cause the summer's here
and the time is right for
fighting in the street boy

What can a poor boy do
except to sing for a rock 'n' roll band
'Cause you see bein' London town
there's just no other place
for a street fighting man


MAN OF CONSTANT SORROW
(traditional, arr. by Rod Stewart)

I am a man of constant sorrow
I've seen trouble all my days
I'll say goodbye to Colorado
Where I was born and prob'ly raised

Your mother says I am a stranger
My face you'll never see no more
But there's one promise darling
I'll see you on God's golden shore

Through this open world I'm about to ramble
Through ice, snow, sleet and rain
I am about to rob the mornin' railroad
Perhaps I'll die on that train

I'm goin' back to Colorado
Place that I started from
If I'd knowed how bad you'd treat me
Honey I never would have come


BLIND PRAYER
(Rod Stewart)

I was born and raised the only son of a lawyer
till I was approximately the age of four or perhaps five
I lost both my mother and my father
Killed in a fire way up on the fourteenth floor
Struck down by the time I was ten by an illness
which robbed me of the sight of the morning sun
And that ain't all

A homeless child for the next five years
with my dog Clown by my side and my only friend
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
I fought my way through school
Sound and touch the thing on which I could depend
And you know what the, the, the kids
down my street weren't too playful
And right then it seemed like the whole world picked on me
And ah yeah

I worked my fingers to the bone
Stretchin' hide for a boot man in Jersey Town
But then, but then I lost the last thing I had
When fate reared its ugly head and took my dog Clown
I wandered way up north found a girl that loved like a woman
Sixteen years old and felt like a woman
But, but, but, but, but what I'm trying to say is
God please don't take her away from me

I lost everything that I ever had
you kicked my name into the dirt
Tread my name into the dirt yeah

I lost everything that I ever had
you kicked my name into the dirt
What could I do

I never knew how much love could hurt me
But it never ever come my way before
No, no, no, no, no
I never knew how much love could hurt me
Good God it ain't never come my way before
Oh but, but you know what I'm trying to say
really what I'm trying to say is
God please don't take her away from me

Ah turn it down

I lost everything that I ever had
you kicked my name into the dirt

You got a lotta lotta lost everything
that I ever had ever had


HANDBAGS and GLADRAGS
(Michael D'Abo)

Ever seen a blind man cross the road
trying to make the other side
Ever seen a young girl growing old
trying to make herself a bride

So what becomes of you my love
When they have finally stripped you of
The handbags and the gladrags
That your Grandad had to sweat so you could buy
Baby

Once I was a young man
and all I thought I had to do was smile
You are still a young girl
and you bought everything in style
Listen
But once you think you're in you're out
'cause you don't mean a single thing without
the handbags and the gladrags
that your Grandad had to sweat so you could buy

Sing a song of six-pence for your sake
And take a bottle full of rye
Four and twenty blackbirds in a cake
And bake them all in a pie

They told me you missed school today
So what I suggest you just throw them all away
the handbags and the gladrags
that your poor old Granddad had to sweat to buy

They told me you missed school today
So I suggest you just throw them all away
the handbags and the gladrags
that your poor old Granddad had to sweat to buy ya


AN OLD RAINCOAT WON'T EVER LET YOU DOWN
(Rod Stewart)

Did you ever stand and shiver
while looking at a freezing river
Have you froze to the bone
with just a coat to keep you warm
to keep you from a howlin' wind
to keep you from a howlin' wind
Now listen

Have you perished in the drizzling rain
Tried to light ... a lift but all in vain
With your sock on your head
and that old coat on your back
to keep you from the drizzlin' rain
oh to keep you from the drizzlin' rain
Goodbye

One more time

Did you sleep in a graveyard when it snowed
Laid your head on a .....
With the Times on your face
and that old coat on your back
That kept you from a-withering away good God
It just kept you from a-withering away

I know

And did you ride a lift on a steam train
Now listen
Had the misfortune not to pay your fare
Thrown off the next stop
Thrown in the doorway of a shop
With that coat to keep you from the wind
Oh that old school coat to keep you from the wind
And that ain't all

Have you had some good friends on the road with ya
who'd stand by you through thick and thin
Here's to Kevin and Ben, Susie and Len
And that coat which never lets you down
It never, never, never lets you down
It never, never, never lets you down
That old coat which never lets you down
That old coat which never lets you down
Kept me from the drizzlin' rain
And oh, kept me from the drizzlin' rain


I WOULDN'T EVER CHANGE A THING
(Rod Stewart)

I wouldn't change a thing if I could live it all again

Ah listen
It's funny you know when you sit down
and think about what you had
About the friends you used to know
What happened, where did they all go
Can you remember happy hours
spent drinkin' and thinkin'
We thought we could change the world
And we never, never, never, never, never
never thought we could get much older then

We were the ones who loved to love the right to love
We'd bring it on home with the right song
played at the right time
What happened to the girl that you loved once and left
young man did you break her heart
Did she live, and did she marry,
did she ever think on your face again
Ah now hold on a minute

I wouldn't change a thing if I could live it all again
Ah yeah

I think what you say is all so right
but I find it hard to jog my memories
Don't worry Lou you may never get another chance yeah

Yes I think what you say is all so right
but I find it hard to move my memories
Say it again with a lot more feelin'

And I think what you say is all so right
but I find it hard to find my memories
Don't sing so serious you make me feel so sad

But if I was true to myself
I would probably find it was a tear in my eye
that stopped me from believing you
Don't worry, don't worry, don't worry don't worry

You know my tongue gets tired
when I think back on all of the things we do
But I wonder if I'll remember these few precious things
as years pass me by
Ah when young bodies that've grown older
and mind's become dimmer
I'll point the finger back in time

I said I wouldn't change a thing if I could
if I could, if I could live it all again, yeah


CINDY'S LAMENT
(Rod Stewart)

Listen here
You don't have to love me always Cindy
You don't need to see me every day of the week
You don't have to notice my brand new shoes
But please, please say hello some time

You know I've tried to impress you Cindy
I even lent ya my library book
I guess you forgot, good God you soon forgot it woman
I don't mind but please say hello some time

And your mother she can't stand my face
And your brother keeps me from your door
But I'll stay around yes I'll stay around honey
I'll even watch over your garden fence

I've watched your friends Cindy laugh in my face
But I won't apologize for the way that I am
If only they knew baby, yes if only they knew
that you've already spent one night with me honey


DIRTY OLD TOWN
(Ewan McColl)

Found my love by the gaswork croft
Dreamed a dream by the old canal
Kissed my girl by the factory wall
Dirty old town, dirty old town

I heard a siren from the dock
Saw a train set the night on fire
Smelled the spring on the sulfured wind
Dirty old town, whoa-oh, dirty old town

We're goin' to take a good sharp axe
Shining steel tempered in the fire
And we'll chop you down like an old dead tree
Dirty old town, dirty old town
Dirty old town, whoa-oh, dirty old town

And oh we'll chop you down
Oh, dirty, dirty, dirty old town
Dirty old town, dirty old town
And oh whoa-oh dirty old town
Chop you down one of these days


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