Gerry Rafferty lyrics
Gerry Rafferty lyrics
"Tired Of Talking Lyrics"
If You Gotta Go, Go Now Lyrics
(Bob Dylan) Listen to me, baby There's something that you must see I want to be with you, boy If you want to be with me But if you gotta go, it's all rig
(Bob Dylan) Listen to me, baby There's something that you must see I want to be with you, boy If you want to be with me But if you gotta go, it's all rig
Big old moon and a sweet starry night
I think I'll go out walking
Wish I could change the way you're feelin' tonight
But I'm just tired of talkin'
You're still giving me that same old line
Like a bird that keeps on squawkin'
Sometimes I wonder what goes on in your mind
I'm just tired of talkin'.
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The Back Of Your Hand Lyrics
when you give it up for gone but your still digging in the mind and your staring out the window saying everything wil be just fine keepin with whole affair every word seems
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when you give it up for gone but your still digging in the mind and your staring out the window saying everything wil be just fine keepin with whole affair every word seems
Now little by little, and bit by bit, the truth is slowly dawning
I love you honey, but you just won't quit, let's leave it til the morning.
You lay the bait and I get caught in your trap
I'm the game you're stalkin'
Let's say good night and just leave it like that
I'm so tired of talkin' (yes I am)
Demons Of Time Lyrics
When their arms reach out for you They seise thy heart for an atrocies embrace With demoniac fingers the shroud covers your face And then you know: thou shall die Pursue
When their arms reach out for you They seise thy heart for an atrocies embrace With demoniac fingers the shroud covers your face And then you know: thou shall die Pursue
Now little by little, and bit by bit, the truth is slowly dawning
We've got a puzzle but the pieces don't fit, let's leave it till the morning.
Same old blues at the end of the night
But you've got to keep on rockin'
Turn up the music, and turn out the light
I'm so tired of talkin' (yeah yeah yeah)
Watch-dogs Lyrics
i am followed by watch-dogs with camera cars and dogwatches fake policemen are watching me trying to make me feel like a thief they say that crime does not pay crime-pre
Drums/Percussion: Arran Ahmun
Bass Guitar: Ian Maidman
Keyboards: Kenny Craddock / Alan Clark / Gerry Rafferty
Electric Guitars: Jerry Donahue
Uilleann Pipes: Davy Spillane
Whistle: Davy Spillane
Fiddles: Rick Sanders
Accordion: Geraint Watkins
Vocals: Gerry Rafferty