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Gary Moore
Gary Moore


Background information
Birth name Robert William Gary Moore
Born April 4, 1952
Born place Belfast, Northern Ireland, UK
Died February 6, 2011
Death place Estepona, Spain
Genre(s) Blues Rock
Hard Rock
Heavy Metal
Blues
Jazz Fusion
Years active 1969—2011
Associated acts Thin Lizzy
Phil Lynott
Skid Row (Irish band)
Colosseum II
Greg Lake
Bruce-Baker-Moore
Website Website



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Gary Moore Album


Blues Alive (1992)
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So many times you tried to take the best of me.
So many times, now you're gonna take the rest of me.
Better look at what you're doing before it's too late.
It's a fine line you're treadin' between love and hate.
There'll be a cold day in hell
before I'm coming back to you.

So many times you tried to play a dead end game.
Yes, you did.
I tried to tell you, but you'd never wanna take the blame.
Now you've pushed me to the limit, and I can't take no more.
You'd better take one last look before I'm out the door.
There'll be a cold day in hell
before I'm coming back to you.

You never listened when I told you
that you were way out of line.
Too busy talkin' to listen,
accusing me of telling lies.

So many times you tried to get the best of me.
Yes, you did.
So many times, but now you're gonna take the rest of me.
Well, it's too late for sorry and it's too late for tears.
Better take one last look before I disappear.
There'll be a cold day in hell
before I'm coming back to you.

There'll be a cold day in hell
before I'm coming back to you.
There'll be a cold day in hell
before I'm coming back to you.
Yeah!

(Gonna be a cold day in hell)
(Gonna be a cold day in hell)
(Gonna be a cold day in hell)
(Gonna be a cold day in hell)

(Gonna be a cold day in hell)
(Gonna be a cold day in hell)
(Gonna be a cold day in hell)
(It's gonna be a cold, cold day in hell)

. . .


You know I love you.
You know it's true.
Give you all my love, babe.
What more can I do?

Walking by myself,
I hope you'll understand.
I just want to be your lovin' man.

I love ya, yes I love you
with my heart and soul.
I wouldn't mistreat you
for my weight in gold.

You know I love you.
You know it's true.
Give you all my love, babe.
What more can I do?

Walking by myself,
I hope you'll understand.
I just want to be your lovin' man.

Here we go!
Keep on walkin'!

You know I love you.
You know it's true.
I give you all my --, babe.
What more can I do?

I'm walking by myself,
I hope you'll understand.
I just want to be your lovin' man.

I said I'm walking by myself,
I hope you'll understand.
I just want to be your lovin',
I just want to be your lovin',
I just want to be your lovin' man.
That's right.

. . .


My baby she's left me
My baby she's gone
My sweet little angel
spread her wings and flown
I think of a reason
For going on
From this day, i will play , the blues
she said it was over
this time it's the end
bad luck and trouble
gonna be my only friend
i still can't beleive it
after all we've been through
everyday, i will play, the blues
everybody, knows what the blues is all about
it's the pain you can't live with
it's the woman you can't live without
she came from chicago
she read me the news
in the headlines, was a story, of the blues
They say a broken heart
can always mend
that time is the healer
the sadness will end
well i've done so much crying
when will i laugh again
till that day, i will play, the blues
everybody knows what the blues is all about
it's the pain you can't live with
it's the woman you can't live wihout
could have cried ma a river
when they told me the news
on that day, was a story, of the blues

. . .


Oh, pretty woman
sure's the rising sun.
Says all your cheap paint and powder
ain't gonna help you none.


'Cause she's a pretty woman
right down to her bone.
So you might as well
leave your skin alone.


Pretty woman,
what's the matter with you?
Can't make you love me
no matter what I do.


Oh, pretty woman,
whatcha gonna do?
You kept on foolin' around
till I got stuck on you.


So you can drop your mess
and come down off your throne,
stop using my poor heart
as just a stepping stone.


Pretty woman,
what's the matter with you?
Can't make you love me
no matter what I do.


Oh, pretty woman
that's all right for you.
Now you just go on doing
what you wanna do.


But someday when you think
that you've got it made,
you're gettin' water deep enough
so you can't wade.


Pretty woman,
what's the matter with you?
Can't make you love me
no matter what I do.


Oh, pretty woman.
Oh, pretty woman.
Oh, pretty woman.
Oh, pretty woman.
Can't make you love me
no matter what I do. No!


Can't make you love me
no matter what I do. No!
Can't make you love me
no matter what I do.


Oh, pretty woman,
I just can't make you love me.
Oh, no.

. . .


What is it that you want from me?
I really wish I knew.
I try so hard to do my best,
but it's not good enough for you.
Over and over again
we will make the same mistakes.
Over and over again
there's a feelin' I just can't shake.

Is it time to go our separate ways?
Is it time to go our separate ways?

You know I need your love so bad.
Can't you see what you do to me?
I try so hard to understand,
but the truth's never plain to see.

Is it time to go our separate ways?
Is it time to go our separate ways?

Time after time we will try to understand.
I don't know where we went wrong,
but there's no use in holdin' on.

Over and over again
we will make the same mistakes.
Over and over again
and it's more than a man can take.

Is it time to go our separate ways?
Is it time to go our separate ways?

Is it time to go our separate ways?
Is it time to go our separate ways?

. . .


Yeah!
I laid down last night, too tired to wake.
I had a chill this morning, too tired to shake.
I got a good poker hand, too tired to win.
I can hear my baby knockin', too tired to let her in.


I'm tired.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm tired.
Too tired, too tired for anything.


I'm too tired to walk,
too tired to run.
I can hear my baby callin'.
Too tired, too tired,
I'm tired.
Yes, I'm tired.
I'm tired,
I'm too tired for anything.


Take over Albert, I'm too tired for this!


I'm tired of prospherity.
I'm tired of luck.
I'm sittin' on a pin,
I'm too tired to get up.


I'm tired.
I declare I'm tired.
I'm too tired,
too tired for anything.


Oh, Albert I'm tired.
You better take over Albert.
I'm too tired baby.

. . .


Used to be so easy
To give my heart away
But I found that the hard way
There's a price you have to pay
I found out that love is no friend of mine
I should have known time after time

So long
it was so long ago
But I've still got the blues for you

Used to be so easy
To fall in love again
But I found out the hard way
It's a road that leads to pain
I found that love is more than just a game
Playing to win
But to lose just the same

So long
it was so long ago
But I've still got the blues for you

So many years since I've seen your face
You will my heart
there's an empty space
Where you used to be

So long
it was so long ago
But I've still got the blues for you

Oh the days come and go
There is one thing I know
I've still got the blues for you

. . .


I used to wake up in the morning with an aching head.
I couldn't remember anything I'd said.
My friends told me I was getting out of line.
If it wasn't for you baby, I'd be doing time.

Since I met you baby,
you've made a new man of me.
Since I met you baby,
I'm happy as a man could be.
Yes, I am.

I used to think I was better than the rest.
Ain't no doubt about it, I was no second best.
Didn't seem to matter what was right or what was wrong.
I did some crazy things before you came along.

Since I met you baby,
you've made a new man of me.
Since I met you baby,
I'm happy as a man could be.
Yes, I am.

Since I met you baby.
Since I met you baby.
Since I met you baby.
Since I met you baby.
Since I met you baby,
I'm happy as a man could be.
One more time!

Since I met you baby.
Since I met you baby.
Since I met you baby.
Since I met you baby.
Since I met you baby.
Since I met you baby.
Since I met you baby.
Since I met you baby.
Well, since I met you baby,
I'm happy as a man could be.
Yes, I am.

Happy as a man can be.
You tell 'em Gary!
Yeah!

. . .


The sky is cryin'.
Look at the tears rollin' down the street.
The sky is cryin'.
Look at the tears rollin' down the street.
I been lookin' for my baby,
I wonder where she can be.
That's right.

I saw my baby one mornin'
And she was walkin' on down the street.
I saw my baby one mornin'
And she was walkin' on down the street.
Yes, she was.
You know it hurt me so bad,
It made my poor heart skip a beat.
Here we go, play it for me.

I've got a bad, bad feelin',
My baby don't love me no more.
I've got a bad, bad feelin',
My baby don't love me no more, no.
The sky is cryin'.
Woh, look at the tears rolling down my nose.

The sky is cryin'.
Look at the tears rollin' down the street, yeah.
The sky is cryin'.
Look at the tears rollin' down the street.
I been lookin' for my baby,
I wonder where my baby can be.

. . .


Further on up the road
Someone's gonna hurt you like you hurt me.
Further on up the road
Someone's gonna hurt you like you hurt me.
Further on up the road
Just you wait and see.

Now you're laughing pretty baby,
But one day you'll be cryin'.
You're laughing pretty baby,
But one day you'll be cryin'.
Further on up the road
You'll see I wasn't lyin'.

Further on up the road
Someone's gonna hurt you like you hurt me.
Further on up the road
Someone's gonna hurt you like you hurt me.
Further on up the road
Just you wait and see.
Here we go.

Now you're laughing pretty baby,
But one day you'll be cryin'.
You're laughing pretty baby,
But one day you'll be cryin'.
Further on up the road
You'll see I wasn't lyin'.

Further on up the road
Someone's gonna hurt you like you hurt me.
Further on up the road
Someone's gonna hurt you like you hurt me.
Further on up the road
Just you wait and see, yeah.

Now you're laughing pretty baby,
But one day you'll be cryin'.
You're laughing pretty baby,
But one day you'll be cryin'.
Further on up the road
You'll see I wasn't lyin'.

Further on up the road.
Further on up the road.
Further on up the road.
Further on up the road.
Further on up the road.
Further on up the road.

Further on up the road.
Further on up the road.
Further on up the road.
Further on up the road, yeah.
Further on up the road
Someone's gonna hurt you.

. . .


He was born in Mississippi 1924.
He was born in Mississippi 1924.
Left his home with no money.
He had to pay his dues,
but he knew the time was comin'
when he'd be king of the blues.
King of the blues!


Lost his heart to a woman, Lucy was her name.
Lost his heart to a woman, Lucy was her name. Yes, it was.
When he hears her sing so sweetly,
he knows he just can't lose.
When he holds her in his arms he knows that
he's the king of the blues.


He's a Hunter with a Crosscut Saw.
Born Under A Bad Sign.
Caught his baby messin' down the Laundromat.
He Almost Lost his Mind.
Yeah!


He was born in Mississippi 1924.
He was born in Indianola, Mississippi 1924. Yes, he was!
He doesn't need no jester to keep him amused.
He's got Lucy by his side,
he's making headline news.
Doesn't need no palace,
like Freddie down in Dallas.
You can call him what you like,
I call him king of the blues.


That's right, mister Albert King of the blues.
Yeah!
King of the blues.
Let me hear ya!

. . .


I remember Paris in 49,
The Champs Elysee,
Sat there drinking old Beaujolais wine.
And I recall that you were mine,
In those Parisienne days.

Looking back at the photographs,
Those summer days spent outside corner cafes.
Oh, I could write you paragraphs
About my old Parisienne days...

. . .


What can you say?
There isn't much to tell.
I'm going downhill
and I blame myself.
I've been jumpin' at shadows,
thinking 'bout my life.

Everybody points their hand at me.
I know I'm just a picture
of what I should've been.
I've been jumpin' at shadows,
thinking 'bout my life.

What can you say?
There isn't much to tell.
I'm going downhill
and I blame myself.
I've been jumpin' at shadows,
thinking 'bout my life.

. . .


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