Brook Adams
08/11/2017

Story

I don't know why but I'm working on another album.

This is will be one of the songs.

Lyrics

I been countin' the days you been movin' on.
The lonely nights now that you been gone.
Countin' the days since you made your way to the city.

I wake up alone and I know it's true.
This house ain't no home if I ain't got you.
I cry and moan now that you been gone to the city.

One two three, walk out on me.
Two three four, slam that front door.
Five six seven, ain't you tired of livin' in the city.

I been counting on you to come back someday
Don't know what to do gotta find a way
Countin the days since you went away to the city

I'm a fool to try to get you back
And I could die from the love I lack
I stand and cry by the railroad track in the city

One two three, walk out on me.
Two three four, slam that front door.
Five six seven, ain't you tired of livin' in the city.


Brook Adams

Lyrics

Well I held her in my arms last night. Held a goddess in the soft moonlight.
I was wishin' for a word to say. Tried to kiss her but she slipped away.
Another night, another day, another lesson to be learned.
You're gonna catch on fire, when you're ready to burn.

Oh yeah, Al-right, Right now, Hey Hey...
Oh yeah, Al-right, Right now, Hey Hey...

I been looking every night and day, for the magic that would make her stay.
Doin' everything I think I can. Try and make myself a better man.
But when I find myself a-lone, I'm not sup-posed to be con-cerned
I'm gonna catch on fire, when I'm ready to burn.

Oh yeah, Al-right, Right now, Hey Hey...
Oh yeah, Al-right, Right now, Hey Hey...

Everytime I see you smile at me, I get a feelin' like a man set free.
I been dreamin' of you by my side. Never gonna know un-til we try.
And when you give your love to me, pretty baby that's our turn.
We're gonna catch on fire, when we're ready to burn.

Oh yeah, Al-right, Right now, Hey Hey...
Oh yeah, Al-right, Right now, Hey Hey...

Brook Adams

Story

A tale of domestic "not so bliss".

Lyrics

Everybody's got a little secret that they don't want anyone to know.
Everything was hidden in my shell so well until I let it go.
Everything was fine. I opened my mouth and crossed the line.
Everything was good, and now I'm the fool of the neighborhood.

You gotta work things out, knock on wood.
You gotta scream and shout sometimes.
But if you want her to stay you gotta treat her good.

Trouble started cookin' when my baby started lookin' what was wrong with me.
Gettin' in a fight I said she wasn't as delightin' as she used to be.
Baby start to cry, callin' her mama and sayin' goodbye.
Feelin' like a fool. 'Cause you gotta be stupid to be so cruel.

You gotta work things out, knock on wood.
You gotta scream and shout sometimes.
But if you want her to stay you gotta treat her good.

Seven minutes later I was in an elevator to the thirteenth floor.
Seekin' mediation to amend my situation, 'cause that's what that man is for.
He looked me in the eye, and said; "You should'na made yer baby cry."
"...and I'll do what I can. But there's one thing you gotta understand."

You gotta work things out, knock on wood.
You gotta scream and shout sometimes.
But if you want her to stay you gotta treat her good.

El Borko
El Borko

Story

This is a James Cotton song that I really dig.

Brook Adams

Lyrics

Twenty one days on the road without you.
Twenty one nights I was dreamin' about you.
Promised land passin' by all around me.
Happy man, felt so glad that you found me.

And if trouble came along, I thought of you and it made me strong.
Oh Sylvia, ohh Sylvia.

You don't need any body to save you.
Don't believe love should have to enslave you.
And even though I needed someone to hold me.
I did not know, just how love could control me.

So I thought I'd let you in. You opened up my heart again.
Oh Sylvia, ohh Sylvia, oh Sylvia, ohh Sylvia.

Felt so good to hold someone in my arms again.
Guess I shoulda listened to the a-larm.
Felt so sweet believing I could be-long again.
I was wrong again, wrong again...

Late last night, playing out with the band,
Sylvia, be here soon like we planned.

Check my watch, check that door. She ain't comin' around no more.
No Sylvia, ohh Sylvia, goodbye Sylvia, I'm gonna miss you Sylvia.

El Borko

Story

I heard a version of this song on youtube by the vocal-beatbox group Neri Per Caso.

I thought it was Stevie Wonder but it is by an italian songwriter called Neffa.

I like Neri Per Caso's version better. Here is my attempt.

Brook Adams
08/11/2017

Story

A singalong to release your inner "Bob".

Lyrics

Bob Dylan in a restuarant
Breakin' bread with Cain and Abel
Bob Dylan and a debutante
Droppin' acid and dancin' on the table

Oh! Bob Dylan Oh! Bob Dylan

Bob Dylan in a cart at the laundromat
Bob Dylan in the Chinese navy
Bob Dylan on a chrome horse with his diplomat
Bob Dylan in yer biscuits and gravy

Oh! Bob Dylan Oh! Bob Dylan

Bob Dylan in outer space
Bob Dylan at the bottom of the sea
Bob Dylan up in yer face
Bob Dylan is a refugee

I say Oh! No! Bob Dylan ain't no refugee!
Bob Dylan ain't no refugee!
In-A-Gadda-Bob-Dylan baybee
Don'cha know that I'm loving you
In-A-Gadda-Bob-Dylan baybee
I said Oh! I'm tangled up in blue!

Oh! Bob Dylan Oh! Bob Dylan Oh!

El Borko

Story

This is me covering the Johnny Winter version of this Buddy Guy tune.

It makes a nice segue into "Nuages" by Django Reinhardt.

Brook Adams

Lyrics

Wo ya makela. Masulu masa sela.
Tomu teda tela alou alou ah.

There's a place in the heart where the darkness can't go.
There's a fountain of love flowing out of the soul.
Like a river of light as it winds on the way.
In the heart of the night in the heat of the day. I say...

Wo ya makela. Masulu masa sela.
Tomu teda tela alou alou ah.

Like the heat on your skin with the sun burnin' cruel
Let the thunder roll in with it's rain runnin' cool.
Say goodbye to your fear as it washes away.
And the water will clear, and the river will say...

Wo ya makela. Masulu masa sela.
Tomu teda tela alou alou ah.

Brook Adams

Lyrics

Lookit that sunny day. Lookit that shiny sky. Tellin' my blues goodbye, blues goodbye.
Lookit that smilin' face, Here in this happy place feelin' yer sweet embrace, my oh my.

'cause if I wait, for my time to come, Well I don't know, how far I can run.
But if I try, and miss it by a mile, Well I won't look back except to smile.

Is happiness here to stay waitin' out in the sun, for the good times to come, times to come.
I can believe it's true, now that I'm here with you, Everything old is new, just begun.

And if I cry, just a little while passes by, until it's time to smile.
Give your love, away to someone else but 'cha better save just a little for yourself.

Lookit that sunny day. Lookit that shiny sky.
Tellin' my blues goodbye, blues goodbye.

Brook Adams
08/11/2017

Lyrics

I wanted you to break down and call out my name.
I needed someone to believe in my time of pain.
My life ain’t never gonna be the same.
I needed you to break my heart, I needed you to break my heart.

I wanted you to know, no, you never would believe.
The more I had to give to you, the less you could receive.
I tried so hard to keep it all inside.
I needed you to break my heart, I needed you to break my heart.

Somehow the time went by, I don’t know when.
I lived inside a lie, and played pretend.
But now you say you need to be another world away from me,
Another world, away from me

You wanted me to leave you a place for a dream.
You needed me to keep my word, and say what I mean.
I know I can, but in the end I’m just a man
I needed you to break my heart, I needed you to break my heart.
I needed you to break my heart, I needed you to break my heart.


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