John Fogerty Album

Now, when I just was a little boy,
standin to my Daddy's knee,
my poppa said "Son, don't let the man get you
and do what he done to me."

I can remember the fourth of July,
runnin' through the backwood bare.
And I can still hear my old hound dog barkin',
chasin' down a hoodoo there,
chasin' down a hoodoo there.

Born on the Bayou
Born on the Bayou
Born on the Bayou

Wish I was back on the Bayou,
rollin' with some Cajun Queen.
Wishin' I where a fast freight train,
just a chooglin' on down to New Orleans.
Born on the Bayou
Born on the Bayou
Born on the Bayou

I can remember the fourth of July,
runnin' through the backwood bare.
And I can still hear my old hound dog barkin',
chasin' down a hoodoo there,
chasin' down a hoodoo there.

Born on the Bayou
Born on the Bayou
Born on the Bayou

Well, take me back down where cool water flows, yeah.
Let me remember things I love,
Stoppin' at the log where catfish bite,
Walkin' along the river road at night,
Barefoot girls dancin' in the moonlight.
I can hear the bullfrog callin' me.
Wonder if my rope's still hangin' to the tree.
Love to kick my feet 'way down the shallow water.
Shoefly, dragonfly, get back t'your mother.
Pick up a flat rock, skip it across Green River.
Welllllll!

Up at Cody's camp I spent my days, oh,
With flat car riders and cross-tie walkers.
Old Cody, Junior took me over,
Said, "You're gonna find the world is smould'rin'.
And if you get lost come on home to Green River."

Welllllll!
Come on home

Oh, Susie Q, Oh, Susie Q
Oh, Susie Q, Baby I love you, Susie Q
I like the way you walk
I like the way you talk
I like the way you walk I like the way you talk, Susie Q

Well, say that you'll be true
well, say that you'll be true,
Well, say that you'll be true and never leave me blue, Susie Q

Well, say that you'll be mine
well, say that you'll be mine,
Well, say that you'll be mine, baby all the time, Susie Q

Oh Susie Q, Oh Susie Q
Oh Susie Q, Baby I love you, Susie Q

I like the way you walk
I like the way you talk
I like the way you walk I like the way you talk, Susie Q.

Oh Susie Q, Oh susie Q
Oh Susie Q, Baby I love you, Susie Q

I put a spell on you
Because you're mine
You better stop
The things that you're doin'
I said "Watch out!
I ain't lyin', yeah!
I ain't gonna take none of your
Foolin' around
I ain't gonna take none of your
Puttin' me down
I put a spell on you
Because you're mine
All right!

Long as I remember The rain been comin' down.
Clouds of myst'ry pourin' Confusion on the ground.
Good men through the ages, Tryin' to find the sun;
And I wonder, Still I wonder, Who'll stop the rain.
I went down Virginia, Seekin' shelter from the storm.
Caught up in the fable, I watched the tower grow.
Five year plans and new deals, Wrapped in golden chains.
And I wonder, Still I wonder Who'll stop the rain.

Heard the singers playin', How we cheered for more.
The crowd had rushed together, Tryin' to keep warm.
Still the rain kept pourin', Fallin' on my ears.
And I wonder, Still I wonder Who'll stop the rain

I got a feelin' way down inside
I can't shake it, no matter how I try
You can't touch it, you just know
The earth is gonna shake and the wind is gonna blow
Well that's all right
This premonition is killin' me
But that's all right
I must be crazy, I must be seein' things

Out on the highway pickin' up clues
So much is mis-seen , so much to lose

You must be different, been rearranged
Can't pin it down but I know it's not the same
Well that's all right
This premonition is killin' me
But that's all right
I must be crazy, I must be seein' things
(Hit me!)

I can't eat, I can't sleep
All of a sudden I got witches in my feet
It's like waitin' for, the shoe to drop
I know it's comin' but I don't know where to stop
Well that's all right
This premonition is killin' me
But it's all right
I must be crazy, I must be seein' things

Well that's all right
This premonition is killin' me
But it's all right
I must be crazy, I must be seein' things

Outside my window,
I can hear the radio.
And ya know that motor wagon is ready to fly.
Cause it's almost Saturday night!

I'll buy tomorrow,
Jody's goin' to the rodeo.
And ya know some good ol' boy's are ready to ride.
Cause it's almost Saturday night!

Chorus
Gonna push the clouds away,
Let the music have it's way,
Let it steal my heart away,
And ya know I'm goin'!

Outside their ringin',
The night train is bringin' me home.
When you hear that locomotion gettin' ready to fly.
Cause it's almost Saturday night!

Repeat Chorus

Oooh! Ah!
Well, a-here-ee-yup, a-here-ee-yup, a-here we go,
Four in the mornin', justa hittin' the road,
Here we go-oh! Rockin' all over the world! Yeah.

Well, a-geedeeup, a-geedeeup, a-get away,
We're goin' crazy, and we're goin' today, here we go-oh!
Rockin' all over the world!

[Chorus:]
Well I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it,
I la-la-like it, la-la-la, here we go-oh! Rockin' all over the world!

Yeah! Yeah!
Well, I'm gonna tell your Mama what your Daddy do,
He come out of the night with your dancin' shoes,
Here we go-oh! Rockin' all over the world! Yeah.

[Chorus x5]

I tiptoed in the room
I know you got to have your rest
She says, 'Come lay beside me,
I've been waitin' since you left'
She's sweet to me
Must be the luckiest man alive
And did I tell you baby
You are the joy of my life

First time that I saw you
Ooh, you took my breath away
I might not get to heaven
But I walked with the Angels that day

She takes me by the hand
I am the luckiest man alive
And did I tell you baby
You are the joy of my life

Some may have their riches
Some may have their worldly fame
Long as I have you
I'll treasure each and every day
Just take me by the hand
I am the luckiest man alive
And did I tell you baby
You are the joy of my life
And did I tell you baby
You are the joy of my life

Early in the evenin' just about supper time
Over by the courthouse they're starting to unwind.
Four kids on the corner trying to bring you up.
Willy picks a tune out and he blows it on the harp.

Down On The Corner out in the street
Willy and the Poorboys are playin';
Bring a nickel; tap your feet.

Rooster hits the washboard and people just got to smile
Blinky thumps the gut bass and solos for a while.
Poorboy twangs the rhythm out on his kalamazoo.
Willy goes into a dance and doubles on kazoo.

Down On The Corner, out in the street,
Willy and the Poorboys are playin';
Bring a nickel; tap your feet.

Down On The Corner, out in the street,
Willy and the Poorboys are playin';
Bring a nickel; tap your feet.

You don't need a penny just to hang around,
But if you've got a nickel, won't you lay your money down?
Over on the corner there's a happy noise.
People come from all around to watch the magic boy.

Down On The Corner, out in the street,
Willy and the Poorboys are playin';
Bring a nickel; tap your feet.

Down On The Corner, out in the street,
Willy and the Poorboys are playin';
Bring a nickel; tap your feet.

Down On The Corner, out in the street,
Willy and the Poorboys are playin';
Bring a nickel; tap your feet.

Well beat the drum and hold the phone,
The sun came out today.
We're born again, there's new grass on the field.
Roundin' third, and headed for home,
It's a brown eyed handsome man,
anyone can understand the way I feel.

(Chorus)
Ooohh Put me in coach, Im ready to play-today
Put me in coach, I'm ready to play today,
Look at me, I could be Centerfield.

Well I spent some time in the Muddville Nine,
Watching it from the bench.
You know I took some lumps, when the mighty Case struck out.
So say "Hey Willy," Tell the Cobb, and Joe DiMaggio,
don't say it ain't so,
you know the time is now.

(Chorus)

Got a beat-up glove, a home-made bat,
and a brand new pair of shoes.
You know I think it's time to give this game a ride.
Just to hit the ball, and touch 'em all, a moment in the sun.
It's gone and you can tell that one good-bye.

(Chorus X2)

Swamp River Days
Two-lane shinin' in the July dust
Heat risin' off the road
Out in front of my truck
Pulled my pick-up over the hill
Down the slide gravel through the cat-tails
Give me those swamp river days again

Sat down in the shade of a cotton wood tree
Pretty soon the swamp critters' callin' me
Skinny river kids swim in my mind
Hucklebums on cane-pole time
Give me those swamp river days again

Old memories out in the crick
Playin' hooky with a hobo stick
Old memories startin' to fade
Take me away

Cody river playin' on the radio
Takes me back to a girl I used to know
Sweet Susie do you think about me
That was good as it's ever gonna be
Give me those swamp river days again
Give me those swamp river days again

Ooh, let's go ridin'
Cruisin' down the open road
We can put the top down
Listen to the radio
Big ol' Buick
And a big ol' sky
Wheels on fire
And I'll tell you why
I got a hot rod heart

Ooh, let's go prowlin'
Sneakin' like we used to do
Way back in the country
Cut across the cornfields too
Big ol' Harley
And a big ol' moon
Big ol' 'gator
Puttin' on the zoom
I got a hot rod heart

Chorus:

Got a one-way ticket to the open road
Come on
Got a red line engine
And I'm rarin' to go
Put the pedal to the metal
If you want to ride
If you want to ride
Let's go

Ooh, let's go ridin'
Rollin' down the open road
We can put the top down
Listen to the radio
Big ol' Buick
And a big ol' sky
Wheels on fire
And I'll tell you why
I got a hot rod heart

He take the thunder from the mountain
He take a lightning from the sky
He bring a strong man to his begging knee
He make the young girl's mama cry.

You got to hidey-hide
You got to jump and run
You got to hidey-hidey-hide
The old man is down the road...

He got the voices speakin' riddles
He got the eye as black as coal
He got a suitcase covered with rattlesnake hide
And he stands right in the road.

You got to hidey-hide
You got to jump up run away
You got to hidey-hidey-hide
The old man is down the road.

(Guitar Solo 1)

He make the river call your lover
He make the barking of the hound
Put a shadow 'cross the window
When the old man comes around.

You got to hidey-hide
You got to jump and run again
You got to hidey-hidey-hide
The old man is down the road

The old man is down the road.

(Guitar Solo 2)

You got to, you got to, you got to hidey-hidey-hide.

(end)

I see the bad moon arising.
I see trouble on the way.
I see earthquakes and lightnin’.
I see bad times today.

Chorus:
Don’t go around tonight,
Well, it’s bound to take your life,
There’s a bad moon on the rise.

I hear hurricanes ablowing.
I know the end is coming soon.
I fear rivers over flowing.
I hear the voice of rage and ruin.

Chorus
All right!

Hope you got your things together.
Hope you are quite prepared to die.
Looks like we’re in for nasty weather.
One eye is taken for an eye.

Chorus
Chorus

Some folks are born
made to wave the flag,
Ooh, they're red, whit and blue.
And when the band plays "Hail to the chief",
they point the cannon right at you.

It ain't me,
it ain't me.
I ain't no senator's son.
It ain't me,
it ain't me.
I ain't no fortunate one.

Some folks are born
silver spoon in hand,
Lord don't they help themselves.
But when the tax man comes to the door,
Lord, the house looks like a rummage sale.

It ain't me,
it ain't me.
I ain't no millionaire's son.
It ain't me,
it ain't me.
I ain't no fortunate one.

Some folks inherit
star spangled eyes,
Ooh, they send you down to war.
And when you ask them,
"How much should we give?"
They only answer "More! More! More!"

It ain't me,
it ain't me.
I ain't no military son.
It ain't me,
it ain't me.
I ain't no fortunate one.

It ain't me,
it ain't me.
I ain't no Fortunate Son

Left a good job in the city,
Workin’ for the man ev’ry night and day,
And I never lost one minute of sleepin’,
Worryin’ ’bout the way things might have been.

Chorus:
Big wheel keep on turnin’,
Proud mary keep on burnin’,
Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ on the river.

Cleaned a lot of plates in memphis,
Pumped a lot of pain down in new orleans,
But I never saw the good side of the city,
’til I hitched a ride on a river boat queen.

Chorus

Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ on the river.

If you come down to the river,
Bet you gonna find some people who live.
You don’t have to worry ’cause you have no money,
People on the river are happy to give.

Chorus

Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ on the river.
Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ on the river.
Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ on the river.

Seven Thirty Seven comin' out of the sky.
Oh! Won't you take me down to Memphis on a midnight ride,
I wanna move.

[Chorus:]
Playin' in a Travelin' Band. Yeah!
Well, I'm flyin' 'cross the land, try'in' to get a hand,
Playin' in a Travelin' Band.

Take me to the hotel, Baggage gone, oh, well.
Come on, come on, won't you get me to my room,
I wanna move.

[Chorus]

Listen to the radio, Talkin' 'bout the last show.
Someone got excited, Had to call the State Militia,
Wanna move.

[Chorus]

Oh! WOW!

Here we come again on a Saturday night
Oh with your fussin' and a fightin'
Won't you get me to the rhyme,
I wanna move.

[Chorus]

Oh! WOW!

Oh! I'm playin' in a Travelin' Band;
Playin' in a Travelin' Band.
Won't you get me, take me hand
Well, I'm playin' in a Travelin' Band,
Well, I'm flyin' 'cross the land.
Tryin' to get a hand,
Playin' in a Travelin' Band, OH! WOW!

Hey!