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Creedence Country

Creedence Clearwater Revival

℗ 1981 

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Lookin' for a Reason

(J. Fogerty)

I'm lookin' for a reason to stay.
I'm all wound up and tied in knots today.
I'm lookin' for a reason not to go.
When the morning comes, I'll be on my way.

Ev'ry night I ask myself again
Just what it was that made our dream begin.
It seemed like a good idea way back then.
But I'm wond'rin' now what daydream took me in.

I'm lookin' for a reason to stay.
I'm all wound up and tied in knots today.
I'm lookin' for a reason not to go.
When the morning comes, I'll be on my way.

Yesterday I tried once more to find
A way to share the trouble on my mind.
It seems like you turn away ev'ry time.
I used to like it here, I can't remember why.

I'm lookin' for a reason to stay.
I'm all wound up and tied in knots today.
I'm lookin' for a reason not to go.
When the morning comes, I'll be on my way.

I'm lookin' for a reason to stay.
I'm all wound up and tied in knots today.
I'm lookin' for a reason not to go.
When the morning comes, I'll be on my way.

Don't Look Now

(J. Fogerty)

Who will take the coal from the mine?
Who will take the salt from the earth?
Who'll take a leaf and grow it to a tree?
Don't look now, it ain't you or me.

Who will work the field with his hands?
Who will put his back to the plough?
Who'll take the mountain and give it to the sea?
Don't look now, it ain't you or me.

Don't look now, someone's done your starvin'.
Don't look now, someone's done your prayin' too.

Who will make the shoes for your feet?
Who will make the clothes that you wear?
Who'll take the promise that you don't have to keep?
Don't look now, it ain't you or me.

Don't look now, someone's done your starvin'.
Don't look now, someone's done your prayin' too.

Who will take the coal from the mines?
Who will take the salt from the earth?
Who'll take the promise that you don't have to keep?
Don't look now, it ain't you or me.

Lodi

(J. Fogerty)

Just about a year ago, I set out on the road,
Seekin' my fame and fortune, lookin' for a pot of gold.
Things got bad, and things got worse, I guess you will know the tune.
Oh ! Lord, stuck in Lodi again.
Rode in on the Greyhound, I'll be walkin' out if I go.
I was just passin' through, must be seven months or more. 
Ran out of time and money, looks like they took my friends.
Oh ! Lord, I'm stuck in Lodi again.

The man from the magazine said I was on my way.
Somewhere I lost connections, ran out of songs to play.
I came into town, a one night stand, looks like my plans fell through
Oh ! Lord, stuck in Lodi again.

Mmmm...
If I only had a dollar, for ev'ry song I've sung.
And ev'ry time I've had to play while people sat there drunk.
You know, I'd catch the next train back to where I live.
Oh ! Lord, I'm stuck in Lodi again. 
Oh ! Lord, I'm stuck in Lodi again.

My Baby Left Me

(A. Crudup)

Yes, my baby left me, never said a word.
Was it something I done, something that she heard?
You know she left me, my baby left me.
My baby even left me, never said a word.

But, I stand at my window, wring my hands and cry.
I hate to lose that woman, hate to say goodbye.
You know she left me, I say, she left me.
My baby even left me, never said goodbye.

Help me, boy!

And now, one of these mornings, Lord, it won't be long,
You'll look for me and, Baby, Daddy he'll be gone.
You know she left me, I say she left me.
My baby even left me, never said a word.

Now, I stand at my window, wring my hands and moan.
All I know is that the one I love is gone.
My baby left me, I say she left me.
My baby even left me, never said goodbye.
My baby even left me, never said goodbye.

Hello Mary Lou

(Gene Pitney)

"Hello Mary Lou, Goodbye heart,
Sweet Mary Lou, I'm so in love with you
I knew Mary Lou, We'd never part
So Hello Mary Lou, Goodbye heart."

Passed me by one sunny day, flashed those big brown eyes my way
And oo I wanted you forever more
I'm not one that gets around, swear my feet stuck to the ground
And though I never did meet you before

I said "Hello Mary Lou, Goodbye heart,
Sweet Mary Lou, I'm so in love with you
I knew Mary Lou, We'd never part
So Hello Mary Lou, Goodbye heart."

Saw your lips I heard your voice, believe me I just had no choice,
Wild horses couldn't make me stay away.
Thought about a moonlit night, my arms around you good an' tight,
That's all I had to see for me to say.

"Hey, hey, Hello Mary Lou, Goodbye heart,
Sweet Mary Lou, I'm so in love with you
I knew Mary Lou, We'd never part
So Hello Mary Lou, Goodbye heart.
So Hello Mary Lou, Goodbye heart.
Yes, Hello Mary Lou, Goodbye heart."

Ramble Tamble

(J. Fogerty)

Move,
Down the road
I go.

Move,
Down the road
I go.

There's mud in the water, 
Roach in the cellar, 
Bugs in the sugar, 
Mortgage on the home, 
Mortgage on the home. 

There's garbage on the sidewalk, 
Highways in the back yard, 
Police on the corner, 
Mortgage on the car, 
Mortgage on the car. 

Move,
Down the road
I go.

They're selling independence, 
Actors in the White House, 
Acid in digestion, 
Mortgage on my life, 
Mortgage on my life. 

Move,
Down the road
I go.

Ramble tamble tamble 
Ramble tamble tamble 
Ramble tamble tamble

Cotton Fields

(Huddie Ledbetter)

When I was a little bitty baby
My mama would rock me in the cradle,
In them old cotton fields back home;

It was down in Louisiana,
Just about a mile from Texarkana,
In them old cotton fields back home.

Oh, when them cotton bolls get rotten
You can't pick very much cotton,
In them old cotton fields back home.

It was down in Louisiana,
Just about a mile from Texarkana,
In them old cotton fields back home.

When I was a little bitty baby
My mama would rock me in the cradle,
In them old cotton fields back home;

It was down in Louisiana,
Just about a mile from Texarkana,
In them old cotton fields back home.

Oh, when them cotton bolls get rotten
You can't pick very much cotton,
In them old cotton fields back home.

It was down in Louisiana,
Just about a mile from Texarkana,
In them old cotton fields back home.

When I was a little bitty baby
My mama would rock me in the cradle,
In them old cotton fields back home;

It was down in Louisiana,
Just about a mile from Texarkana,
In them old cotton fields back home.

Before You Accuse Me

(Eugene McDaniel)

Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself. 
Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself. 
You say I've been buyin' another woman clothes, 
But you've been talkin' to someone else. 

I called your mama 'bout three or four nights ago. 
I called your mama 'bout three or four nights ago. 
Your mama said, "Son, 
Don't call my daughter no more." 

Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself. 
Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself. 
You say I've been buyin' another woman clothes, 
But you've been takin' money from someone else. 

Come on back home, baby; try my love one more time. 
Come on back home, baby; try my love one more time. 
You've been gone away so long, 
I'm just about to lose my mind. 

Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself. 
Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself. 
You say I've been buyin' another woman clothes, 
But you've been talkin' to someone else.

Wrote a Song for Everyone

(J. Fogerty)

Met myself a comin' county welfare line. 
I was feelin' strung out, Hung out on the line. 
Saw myself a goin', down to war in June. 
All I want, All I want is to write myself a tune. 

Wrote a song for ev'ryone, 
Wrote a song for truth. 
Wrote a song for ev'ryone 
And I couldn't even talk to you. 

Got myself arrested, Wound me up in jail. 
Richmond 'bout to blow up, communication failed. 
If you see the answer, now's the time to say. 
All I want, All I want is to get you down to pray. 

Wrote a song for ev'ryone, 
Wrote a song for truth. 
Wrote a song for ev'ryone 
And I couldn't even talk to you. 

Wrote a song for ev'ryone, 
Wrote a song for truth. 
Wrote a song for ev'ryone 
And I couldn't even talk to you. 

Saw the people standin' thousand years in chains. 
Somebody said it's diff'rent now, look, it's just the same. 
Pharoahs spin the message, round and round the truth. 
They could have saved a million people, How can I tell you? 

Wrote a song for ev'ryone, 
Wrote a song for truth. 
Wrote a song for ev'ryone 
And I couldn't even talk to you. 

Wrote a song for ev'ryone, 
Wrote a song for truth. 
Wrote a song for ev'ryone 
And I couldn't even talk to you. 

Wrote a song for ev'ryone, 
Wrote a song for truth. 
Wrote a song for ev'ryone 
And I couldn't even talk to you.

Ooby Dooby

(W. Moore - D. Penner)

Hey Baby, jump over here;
When you do the Ooby Dooby I gotta be there;

Ooby Dooby, Ooby Dooby, Ooby Dooby, Ooby Dooby,
Ooby Dooby Ooby Dooby Ooby Dooby
Ooby doo wah, doo wah, doo wah, doo wah.

Well, you wiggle to the left, you wiggle to the right;
You do the Ooby Dooby with all your might;

Ooby Dooby, Ooby Dooby, Ooby Dooby, Ooby Dooby,
Ooby Dooby Ooby Dooby Ooby Dooby
Ooby doo wah, doo wah, doo wah, doo wah.

Well, you wiggle an' you shake like a big rattlesnake;
You do the Ooby Dooby till you think you're gonna break.

Ooby Dooby, Ooby Dooby, Ooby Dooby, Ooby Dooby,
Ooby Dooby Ooby Dooby Ooby Dooby
Ooby doo wah, doo wah, doo wah, doo wah.

I'm movin' and struttin' 'cause now I know
How to do the Ooby Dooby, baby, let's go.

Ooby Dooby, Ooby Dooby, Ooby Dooby, Ooby Dooby,
Ooby Dooby Ooby Dooby Ooby Dooby
Ooby doo wah, doo wah, doo wah, doo wah.

Cross-Tie Walker

(J. Fogerty)

I went down to the station, just to take a ride.
I went down to the station, just to take a ride. 
Found myself on a flatcar, yesterday behind.
Pullin' out from the platform, there was no brass band.
I pulled out from the platform, nobody raised a hand.
And there were no tears of regret from my runaway train.
Train, train, train, train.

Got no sand in my pocket, you know I ain't tied down.
Ain't no sand in my pocket, never do sit down.
I'm just a cross-tie walker, where the freight trains run.
Run, run, run, run.

If you see me acomin', don't you waste my time.
If you see me acomin', don't you waste my time. 
'Cause there's more miles between us than the Santa Fe Line.
Run, run, run, run.

Mm-mm-mm-mm-mm....

Lookin' Out My Back Door

(J. Fogerty)

Just got home from Illinois, lock the front door, oh boy! 
Got to sit down, take a rest on the porch. 
Imagination sets in, pretty soon I'm singin', 

Doo, doo, doo, Lookin' out my back door.

There's a giant doing cartwheels, a statue wearin' high heels. 
Look at all the happy creatures dancing on the lawn. 
A dinosaur Victrola list'ning to Buck Owens. 

Doo, doo, doo, Lookin' out my back door.

Tambourines and elephants are playing in the band. 
Won't you take a ride on the flyin' spoon? 
Doo, doo doo. 
Wond'rous apparition provided by magician. 

Doo, doo, doo, Lookin' out my back door.

Tambourines and elephants are playing in the band. 
Won't you take a ride on the flyin' spoon? 
Doo, doo doo. 
Bother me tomorrow, today, I'll buy no sorrows. 

Doo, doo, doo, Lookin' out my back door.

Forward troubles Illinois, lock the front door, oh boy! 
Look at all the happy creatures dancing on the lawn. 
Bother me tomorrow, today, I'll buy no sorrows. 

Doo, doo, doo, Lookin' out my back door.