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Music/ Lyrics: Bobby Parker & Phil Belmonte
You better take it easy baby
Before you go away
You did me dirty
You'll get yours one day
Chorus:
You better
Watch your step...
Talkin' about you
Watch your step...
You better
Watch your step...
Keep your eyes open wide
'Cause you'll be hurtin' down inside
You better leave me all your money
Before you go away
Don't think I'm funny honey
All I've got to say
Chorus
'Cause when you took your love
from me
You left me full of misery
I'm gonna be all right
Chorus
When you need me by your side
I'm gonna say go somewhere and hide
Watch your step...
You better watch out baby
everything you do
I'm gonna keep my eyes focused,
right on you
You better walk right baby
There's just one thing I know
You better watch your step...
When you need me by your side
I'm gonna say go somewhere and hide
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Music/ Lyrics: Booker T. Jones
Angel I want to be one with you
Spread your wings and let me in
You know I’ll always cherish the time we spent
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Music/ Lyrics: Chuck Berry
Chant...
Me all alone
Jug of rum
Me stand and wait for the boat to come
Is lonely night is quiet the dark
The boat she late it's 12 o' clock
Me watches the tide easin' in
Is low the moon and high the wind
Havana Moon
Havana Moon
Me all alone
Me open the rum
Is long the wait for the boat to come
American girl come back to me
Sail way across the sea
We dock in New York the buildings high
We find a home up in the sky
Havana Moon...
Havana Moon...
Me still alone me drinkin' the rum
Begin to think that the boat no come
American girl she tell a lie
She say till then, but she mean goodbye
Havana Moon...
Havana Moon...
Me lay down alone, no good the rum
Me fall asleep and the boat she come
The girl she look till come the dawn
She weep and she cry
Return for home
The whistle blow me open my eyes
Bright the sun blue the sky
Me grab me shoes, me jump and me run
Me see the boat head for horizon
Havana Moon is gone da rum
The boat she sail me love she gone
Havana Moon...
Havana Moon...
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(Music/ Lyrics: M. Rickford & H. Huss)
One way in and one way out
You don't know what it's all about
You look to the left
You look to the right
The brightest day and the darkest night
Chorus:
And if you see me stealin' away
You better believe that I'd much
rather stay
Daughter of the night
Everything right
Is getting to you baby
Sister of the sun
Born on the run
Just let me move you baby
On the road well I been told
The people need a highway code
The harder the chase
The sweeter the catch
I ain't the driver but you met your match
Chorus
You can win and you can lose
Listen mama you got to choose
You can give up tryin'
Or break downí cryin'
Or keep on goin'
Change your mind
Chorus
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Music/ Lyrics: Greg Brown
Where's my pal, where's my friend
All good things must have an end
Sad things and nothings
On and on they go
I guess he went to Mexico
Chorus:
They all went to Mexico
Buenas dias, got to go
Tengo que obedecer
Mi corazon
They all went to Mexico
Where's my mule, where's my dray
Straw hat's packed up and gone
away
Mule don't go north and dray go slow
They both went to Mexico
Where's my sweetie, where's the face
That lit dark corners every place
She put up with me long time you know
And then she had to go to Mexico
Chorus
Wheres my brown dog, where's my hound
He liked my truck he hung around
But he's a canine romeo
And I guess he went to Mexico
Where's that woman so sweet, so mean
Her heart was cautious her mind was keen
She was always looking for the peccadillo
I hope she went to Mexico
Chorus
Where's December's happy crew
With German bikes and sidecars too
They take the truck south to St. Louis, MO
Motorcycle all the way to Mexico
Where's my luck, where's my grace
Has it all been just a foolish chase
Every time I hear that rainy chill wind blow
I think it might be time to head to Mexico
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Music/ Lyrics: Gonzalo Curiel
Voy por la vereda tropical
La noche plena de quietud
Con su perfume de humedad
Se oye el rumor de una cancion de
amor y de piedad
Con ella ful noche tras noche hasta
el mar
Para besar su boca fresca de amor
Y mejuro quererme mas y mas
Sin olvidar jamas aquellas noche
junto al mar
Hoy solo me queda recordar
Mis ojos mueren de llorar
Y mi alma muere de esperar
Porque se fue
Tu le dejaste en Vereda Tropical
Hasta volve mi
Quiero besar su boca otra vez
Junto al mar
(Repeat)
Vereda Tropical
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