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Letras de John Fogerty de I a R

I AIN'T NEVER (Tillis/Pierce)

Wellllllll, I ain't never, I ain't never, seen nobody like you,

No no never, have I ever, seen nobody like you-oo-oo.

You call me up, say you'll meet me at nine,

I have to hurry, hurry, but I'm there on time,

I walk right up and knock on your door,

The landlord says "She ain't here no more."

CORO:

I ain't never, oh darlin', seen nobody like you-oo-oo,

But I love ya, yeah I love ya, I love you just the same.

Well, you tell me things that you don't mean,

You got me livin' in a haunted dream,

You make me do things, I don't wanna do,

My friends they stay away, but what's so wrong with you?

CORO:

I love you just the same.

I CAN'T HELP MYSELF (J.C. Fogerty)

My oh my, what's a guy to do?

The time is right, time to make a move;

This is hard to take, I can hardly wait!

I can't help myself.

Pins and needles, nervous alley cat;

I can't sit down, I'm burnin' up the track;

Like a runaway truck, I just gotta buck;

I can't help myself.

CORO:

There's a whirlwind up ahead, so spread the news;

I can't be late, I gotta break, I feel like bustin' loose!

I can't help myself.

My oh my, ride the wild stampede;

I can't let go, I can't control the speed;

I'm chompin' at the bit, and it's too late to quit!

I can't help myself.

CORO

I can't help myself, I can't help myself.

This is hard to take, I can hardly wait!

I can't help-a-my, I can't help-a-my, I can't help-a-myself.

I CAN’T TAKE IT NO MORE (John Fogerty)

I Can't Take It No More

I Can't Take It No More

Sick and tired of your dirty little war 

I Can't Take It No More

You know you lied about the casualties 
You know you lied about the WMD,s 
You know you lied about the detainees 
All over this world 
Stop talkin’ bout stayin’ the course 
You keep a-beating that old dead horse 
You know you lied about how we went to war 

I can't take it no more 

I can't take it

I can't take it

Wow

I bet you never saw the ol’ school yard 
I bet you never saw the national guard 
Your daddy wrote a check and there you are 
Another fortunate son 
I can't take it no more 

I can't take it no more 

I sick and tired of your dirty little war 
I can't take it no more

I can't take it no more

I can't take it no more

I sick and tired of your dirty little war 
I can't take it no more

I CONFESS (Vann-Nathan)

I want the world to know (I want the world to know)

I want the world to know (I want the world to know)

Yeah! (Yeah!) Yeah! (Yeah!) Yeah! (Yeah!)

That I (You!), that I (You!), that IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII! (Aaaaaaaaaaah, you!)

I confeh-heh-hess.

Mercy, mercy baby! I done you wrong.

Had my share of wine, women and song, want you back here in my arms,

My days are empty without you baby, wasted time turns into years,

My pillow is soakin' wet baby, with all my cryin' tears.

Built a home in Detroit, cattle in Texas,

Way up in the San Francisco Bay,

I got apartments in New Orleans, skyscrapers in New York,

But if you're honest baby, you sound lonely, and I'm alone.

I Till Down ! (I don't believe she hears ya)

I Till Down ! (Ya gotta call a little bit louder)

I Till Down ! (A just a little bit louder)

I Till Down ! (Lord, a little bit louder)

I Till Down ! (I believe, she might hear ya now)

I Till Down ! (Just say it again, now)

I Till Down ! (Do it one more time!)

I Till Down ! (I believe she hears you)

Hey, hey, I Till Down ! (Whoa, a little bit louder!)

I Till Down ! (Just a little bit louder now)

I Till Down ! (I believe she hears you now)

I Till Down ! (I believe she hears you now)

I Till Down ! (Here she comes! Here she comes!)

I Till Down ! (I believe she heard you now)

I FOUND A LOVE - (Wilson Pickett/Willie Schofield/Robert West)

Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah
I found a love, I found a love
I found a love that I need, oh yeah
I found a kiss I just wanna tell you that I can't resist
I found a love that I need, oh yeah
& I wanna call her now
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah

Wait a minute; one thing I wanna say right here
The way that woman walks, she set my soul on fire
The way she talks, she's my heart's desire
& oh she leave me, I think that I would die
Sometime I'll call her in the midnight hour
Yeah yeah (scream) don't leave me baby
Yeah yeah (scream) yeah yeah, yeah

IN THE GARDEN (J. C. Fogerty)

In the garden of the moon

In the garden of the sun

in the temple of the ages

There sits the ancient one

With a smile on his face

And a twinkle in his eye

Got a secret in his heart

He's got a plan big as the sky

CORO

In the garden 

In the garden

In the garden

In the garden

 Said the children of the moon

To the children of the night

We are seekers of the ancient

We are seekers of the light

We have journeyed

from forever

From our home

behind the sun

We have journeyed

from tomorrow

To find the door;

the ancient one

 CORO

I NEED YOUR LOVIN’ (M. Levy/C. Lewis/D. Gardner)

Whoa whoa whoa (I need your lovin’ everyday)

Whoa whoa whoa (I need your lovin’ everyday)

Every every hour (I need your lovin’ everyday)

You set my soul on fire (I need your lovin’ everyday)

Whoa whoa whoa (I need your lovin’ everyday)

Whoa whoa whoa (I need your lovin’ everyday)

I said whoa whoa whoa whoa

I need your lovin’ everyday

Whoa whoa whoa (I need your lovin’ everyday)

Whoa whoa whoa (I need your lovin’ everyday)

Every every hour (I need your lovin’ everyday)

You set my soul on fire (I need your lovin’ everyday)

Whoa whoa whoa (I need your lovin’ everyday)

Whoa whoa whoa (I need your lovin’ everyday)

I said whoa whoa whoa whoa

I need your lovin’ everyday

Whoa whoa whoa (I need your lovin’ everyday)

Whoa whoa whoa (I need your lovin’ everyday)

Every every hour (I need your lovin’ everyday)

You set my soul on fire (I need your lovin’ everyday)

And everybody needs somebody sometime.

I’M A MAN (E. Mc Daniels/M. Waters)

Now when I was a young boy, at the age of five

Had something in my pocket, kept a lot of folks alive

Now I’m a man made twenty-one

You know baby, we can have a lot of fun

I’m a man, I’m a hootchie coochie man

I’m a man, I’m a full grown man.

Now all you pretty woman stand in line

I make love to you  baby, in a hours time

I’m a man, I spell M. A. N.     MAN

I’m a man, I’m a full grown man.

I’m a lyon eye shoe, will never miss

When I make love to her, they can’t resist

I’m a man, I’m a hootchie coochie man

I’m a man, I’m sweet sweet man.

Sittin’ on the outside, just me and my main

I make a move, come up two hours late

I’m a man, I spell M. A. N.     MAN

I’m a man, I’m a hootchie coochie man

I’m a man, I’m sweet sweet man.

I’m a man, I’m a hootchie coochie man

I SAW IT ON TV (J.C. Fogerty)

They sent us home to watch the show comin' on the little screen;

A man named Ike was in the White House, big black limousine;

There were many shows to follow, from 'Hooter' to 'Doodyville',

Though I saw them all, I can't recall which cartoon was real.

The coon-skin caps, Yankee bats, the "Hound Dog" man's big start;

The A-Bomb fears, Annette had ears, I lusted in my heart.

A young man from Boston set sail the new frontier,

And we watched the Dream dead-end in Dallas,

They buried innocence that year.

I know it's true, oh so true, 'cause I saw it on TV.

We gathered round to hear the sound comin' on the little screen,

The grief had passed, the old men laughed, and all the girls screamed

'Cause four guys from England took us all by the hand,

It was time to laugh, time to sing, time to join the band.

But all too soon, we hit the moon, and covered up the sky;

They built their bombs, and aimed their guns, and still I don't know why

The dominoes tumbled and big business roared;

Every night at six, they showed the pictures and counted up the score.

I know it's true, oh so true, 'cause I saw it on TV.

The old man rocks among his dreams, a prisoner of the porch;

"The light," he says "At the end of the tunnel,

Was nothin' but a burglar's torch."

And them that was caught in the Cover are all rich and free,

But they chained my mind to an endless tomb

When they took my only son from me.

I know it's true, oh so true, 'cause I saw it on TV.

I know it's true, oh so true, 'cause I saw it on TV.

IT AIN’T RIGHT (John Fogerty)
There goes your big black limousine
Shakin’ your booty for the magazine
Pickin’ an posin’ like a wanna be
It ain’t right… it ain’t right…

such a waste a life
Maybe you forgot how we live down here
A people work hard for their money dear
You had such a hard day lookin’ at the mirror
It ain’t right.. it ain’t right… honey such a waste a life
Another long weekend with your friends
I thought that party would never end
Well up to your rehab and gone again
it ain’t right.. it ain’t right… honey such a waste a life
bop bop bop bop bop …yea
There goes your big black limousine

I WILL WALK WITH YOU (J. C. Fogerty)

I will walk with you

Every step of the way

Love you all my life

Love you everyday

No matter where you wonder

No matter what you do

Come whit me I will walk with you

 I will walk with you

And treasure every smile

No matter what the fashion

You'll always be my style

My pretty little princess

An angel dressed in blue

Come what may

I will walk with you

 I will walk with you

Even if the sun don't shine

The rain it may come down

And Fate may be unkind

If you get a scrape

I'II brush away the tears

Come what may

I will walk with you

 I will walk with you

Together we will share

Jelly beans and pink ice cream

A Christmas teddy bear

And one day I am for certain a

brand new puppy too

Come what may

I will walk with you

I will walk with you

And love you for all time

Travel this ol' world

Your little hand in mine

I'II never be far from you

This I promise you

Come what may

I will walk with you

Come what may

I will walk with you

JAMBALAYA (ON THE BAYOU) (Hank Williams)

Goodbye, Joe, me gotta go, me oh my oh.

Me gotta go, pole the pirogue down the bayou.

My Yvonne, sweetest one, me oh my oh.

Son of a gun, gonna have big fun on the bayou.

CORO:

Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and fillet gumbo

'Cause tonight I'm gonna see my ma cher amio.

Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gayo,

Son of a gun, gonna have big fun on the bayou.

Thibodeaux, Fontaineaux, the place is buzzin',

Kinfolk come to see Yvonne by the dozen.

Dress in style, go hog wild, and be gayo.

Son of a gun, gonna have big fun on the bayou.

CORO

Oh, guitar!

CORO

Oh, Lord!

Hang tight, ooh Lord!

Ah, take it out.

He's comin', ah!

JOY OF MY LIFE (John Fogerty)

I tiptoed in the room

I know you got to have your rest

She says, “Come lay beside me,

I´ve ben 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

KNOCKIN' ON YOUR DOOR (J.C. Fogerty)

Oh babe I wonder, just how we ever,

Got so far apart;

And it seems like just the other day we were happy,

Holdin' hands in the dark.

Here I'm standin' out in the rain,

With a heart full of pain.

CORO:

Baby here I am, knockin' on your door.

Baby here I am, knockin' on your door.

Ooh! Oh girl I'm beggin', hear what I'm sayin',

Don't send me away.

Just what I'm feelin', I got to tell ya,

Don't say it's too late.

I'm walking up and down the street,

Just tryin' to get my nerve up.

CORO

Ooh, Lord!

Ooh baby, babe, I want ya, want you,

Gotta keep you for all time.

And I think I'm goin' crazy over you,

'Cause I got to have you, got to have you,

CORO

Pow! Just think it over, whoa babe, I know you

Will see what I mean.

Try to remember, when we're together,

How good life can be.

I'm walkin' up and down the street,

Just tryin' to get my nerve up.

CORO

Here I am, here I am knockin' on your door.

Here I am, here I am knockin' on your door.

Justa justa knockin', justa justa knockin' on your door.

Justa justa justa knockin', babe.

Justa justa justa justa justa knockin', babe.

LEAVE MY WOMAN ALONE (Ray Charles)

CORO:

If you don't want, you don't havta get into trouble,

If you don't want, you don't havta get into trouble,

If you don't want, you don't havta get into trouble,

You just leave my woman alone. Well!

CORO

I know that you are a playboy, and you've got women all over town,

But if I ever catch you sweet-talkin' my little girl,

I'm gonna lay your body down!

CORO

I know that you got the money, you got a new '57 too,

If I ever catch my little girl ridin' in your new car,

I'm gonna do some work on you!

CORO

CORO

You just leave my woman alone, yeah!

You just leave my woman alone, well!

You just leave my woman alone, mm-hmm.

You just leave my woman alone.

LET’S GO LET’S GO, LET’S GO (H. Ballard)

There’s thrill upon the hill, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go.

There’s thrill upon the hill, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go.

There’s a house party way ‘cross town

People come from miles around

Put on you pretty red dress

And let’s go see about this mess

That’s it,

Baby let’s git and go where it is upon the hill

We’re gonna have a whole lot of fun

We’re gonna great the rising sun

All night long we’re gonna ball

Until we hear your mama call

That’s it.

Baby let’s git and go where it is upon the hill

There’s thrill upon the hill, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go.

There’s thrill upon the hill, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go.

Everybody’s gonna be there

Your friends

And mine from everywhere

Oh what a timeit’s gonna be

So come on pretty baby let’s go see

That’s it.

Baby let’s git and go where it is upon the hill

There’s thrill upon the hill, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go.

There’s thrill upon the hill, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go.

-repite-

LONELY TEARDROPS (Tyrone Carlo/Berry Gordy Jr.)

CORO:

Lonely teardrops, why do you never dry?

Lonely teardrops, come home, come ho-oo-oh-oo-oh-ome,

Just say you will, say you will. Say you will! Ah, yeah!

CORO

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Oh, oh, oh, come ho-oo-oh-oo-oh-ome,

Just say you will, say you will, say you will, say you will, say you will.

CORO

CORO

Say you will, say you will. Hey, hey you! Ooh-oo-ooh,

Come on and say that you will, oh say you will,

Yeah, yeah, hey. Oh yes, yes.

Well I been good to you baby, better than I been to myself,

Well I been good to you darlin', better than I been to myself,

I want you to say, say you come on, come on, (*)

I want you to say Lord, say that you'll come on.

Yeah, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on,

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, come on, come on, hey come on,

I ain't lyin' to you darlin',

Oh you gotta do it, come on, come on, come on, yeah, yeah.

* - based on the rest of the song, these are probably all "Come home" and not "Come on", but it sure sounds like it to me!

LONG DARK NIGHT (Johgn fogerty)
Georgie’s in the jungle
knockin’ on the door
come to get your children
wants to have a war
come on…lord you’d better run
be a long dark night before this thing is done
Brownie’s in the out house
Katrina on the line
gulf is a disaster
but Georgie says it’s fine
come on…lord you’d better run
be a long dark night before this thing is done
Rummie’s in the kitchen messin’ with the pans
Dickie’s in the back stealin’ everything he can
come on…lord you’d better run
be a long dark night before this thing is done
You better run, you better run
lord you better run, well you better run
Runnin’ down the highway
shoutin’ to the lord
Georgie’s got religion
and you know we can’t afford more yeara
lord you’d better run
be a long dark night before this thing is done
be a long dark night before this thing is done

oh law

LONGSHOT (John Fogerty)
And I ain't no doctor
And I ain't no nurse
Ain't no lawyer babe
Nothing could be worse
I Ain't got no ‘ristocrat
A-hangin' in my tree
So tell me little mama
Why you messing with me
Looks like a longshot baby
Looking like a longshot baby to me
I don't walk with the president
I don't mess with the prime
I ain't got no bigshot, babe
Working for me overtime
I can see you're sophisticated
With your goody-two shoes
So tell me are you slummin’ baby
I got nothing to lose
Looks like a longshot baby
Looking like a longshot baby to me
Well I ain't no sinner, an’ I ain't no saint
I ain't no hypocrite babe, ‘cept most everyday
I ain't got no religion, a-clouding up my brain
So tell me little mama, why you jumping my claim
Looks like a longshot baby
Looking like a longshot baby to me
looks like a longshot baby
Looking like a longshot baby to me

MARCHIN' TO BLARNEY (J.C. Fogerty)

(Instrumental)

MARY DON’T YOU WEEP (I. Andrews)

Oh I’m singing Mary