FREDDIE STEADY KRC
LUCKY 7
LYRICS
| SIDE ONE | SIDE TWO |
|---|---|
| Say You'll Go | I Like Whiskey |
| What I Got | (I Hear) Neon Angels Sing |
| Night Time | You Can't Judge A Book |
| Love You Tonight | I've Been Framed |
| High Lonsome, Country Soul | Ride Through Wild Country |
| SIDE ONE SAY YOU'LL GO Fred Krc/Munificent Music (BMI) Baby baby please say you'll go With me to the Gulf of Mexico We'll do some fishin' in the hot sun We'll do some lovin' when the day 'is done One night I'll take you to a Cajun dance No better place for finding true romance We'll tell the band to play one real slow Then we'll dance all night to the Fais Do Do Mais, how you do cher? I hope you're o.k. I been thinkin 'bout you all day Little jole blon won't you come with me Pretty baby won't you say mais oui? I can almost hear those fiddles play That's when they let that bon temps roulette See you later alligator, man I know what you mean From Abbeville, Lafayette to New Orleans I know a place where two bayous cross Grey trees drippin' with Spanish moss At night time when the stars come down They turn the sky into a jeweled crown I'm sure you heard about the Louisiana moon Oh, babe we got to get there soon A ball of gold in the sky above It lights the way for crazy love Mais, how you do cher? I hope you're o.k. I been thinkin' 'bout you all day Little jole blon won't you come with me Pretty baby won't you say mais oui? Baby baby please say you'll go with me to the Gulf of Mexico We'll do some fishin' in the hot, hot sun We'll do some lovin'when the day is done. Freddie "Steady" Krc-lead vocal, drums and triangle Wes McGhee-guitars John Gordon-bass guitar Bob Loveday-fiddle Ian Bartholomew-backing vocals WHAT I GOT Tonto, Goldstien & Bubba/Munificent Music (BMI) In this old world of uncertainty There's not much that's clear to me I never know if I can put meat in the pot But there's one thing I know I've got Muscles on my fingers, blisters on my hands Breakin' my back workin' hard as I can Tryin' to keep out of dutch with the big boss man The truck comes by at five A.M. I throw back some coffee and I hop on in If I'm late I might get my wages docked on the spot But there's still one thing I know I got Muscles on my fingers, blisters on my hands Breakin my back workin' hard as I can Tryin' to keep out of dutch with the big boss man Baby loves me this I know Because my baby tells me so She's not like other women, she don't ask for a lot 'Cause she knows that there ain't much I got Muscles on my fingers, blisters on my hands Breakin' my back workin' hard as I can Tryin' to keep out of dutch with the big boss man If I were king, I'd give her everything But I'm a pawn in the game, ain't that a shame Bakin' in the sun at my job all day I do a man's work for a boy's pay One day things will turn around and I'll be on top Until then there's just one thing I got Muscles on my fingers, blisters on my hands Breakin' my back workin' hard as I can Tryin' to keep out of dutch with the big boss man Freddie "Steady" Krc-lead vocal and drums Wes McGhee - guitars John Gordon-bass guitar B. J. Cole-pedal steel guitar Geraint Watkins-piano Ian Bartholomew-backing vocals Patty Vetta-backing vocals NIGHTTIME Feldman, Goldstein & Gottehrer/(BMI) I get up in the morning kick the covers off my bed The sunlight in my eyes playin' tricks with my head I work like a dog at my job everyday Tryin' to make some money so that we can go play In the night time That's the right time In the night time That's the right time I wanna be with you in the night time I wanna be with you in the night time I come home from work and I'm tired and I'm weak I try to make some supper but I can't even eat I jump in the shower wash the work off my back I'm gonna love you baby that's a natural fact. In the night time That's the right time In the night time That's the right time I wanna be with you in the night time I wanna be with you in the night time There's a million people with nothing to say Running around in circles they're just living everyday But stick with me baby I'll teach you how to fly We'll make some kind of music watch the world go by In the nightime That's the right time In the nightime That's the right time I wanna be with you in the night time I wanna be with you in the night time Freddie "Steady" Krc-lead vocal and drums, rub board and hand claps Wes McGhee-guitars and hand claps John Gordon-bass guitar Rory McLeod-harmonica Ian Bartholomew-backing vocals and hand claps Patty Vetta-backing vocals and hand claps Maysoon Pachachi-hand claps LOVE YOU TONIGHT Fred Krc/Munificent Music (BMI) Hey baby let's take a ride Downtown where the lights are bright I'll show you I got nothing to hide Let's make it while the time is right I know the games you're playin' Sweet lies, things that you're sayin' to me I know, I know but I still want to love you tonight When I see you walkin' down the street You look good, you're so ooh-la-la My tongue gets tied, I can hardly speak My knees are shakin' baby that ain't all I know the games that you're playin' Sweet lies, things that you're sayin' to me I know, I know but I still want to love you tonight Ooh let me hold you And tell you all the things I've been dreamin' of Ooh let me show you My love is strong, it can't be wrong I wanna love you all night long Hey baby let's take a ride Downtown where the lights are bright We'll find a little place and we'll dance 'til dawn And it's FYJIMO baby I'm movin'on I know the games that you're playin' Sweet lies, things that you're sayin' to me I know, I know but I still want to love you Ooh girl, I'm always thinkin' of you I know, I know but I still want to love you tonight Freddie "Steady" Krc-lead vocal and drums Wes McGhee - guitars John Gordon-bass guitar Geraint Watkins-accordion Ian Bartholomew-backing vocals HIGH LONESOME, COUNTRY SOUL Fred Krc/Munificent Music (BMI) Well I'm miles from home far away across the sea And there's a lonesome, achin' blues takin' hold of me It's a country boy lookin' for his pot of gold Call it high lonesome, call it country soul Oh me, oh my I'm sad and all alone I talk to my good gal long distance telephone It's the wantin' and yearnin' for the woman that you can't hold Call it high lonesome, call it country soul High lonesome down in my country soul A lonesome that's as cold as this February snow Good Lord willin'soon my woman's hand I'll hold To stop my high lonesome and warm my country soul Standin' out in the cold I feel so out of touch Some folks don't understand me and some don't like me much It's a country boy singing at a big city watering hole Call it high lonesome, call it country soul Sometimes I wonder if what I've done was right To leave her alone night after night It's prayin' her true love will not grow cold Call it high lonesome, call it country soul High lonesome down in my country soul A lonesome that's as cold as this February snow Good Lord willin' soon my woman's hand I'll hold To stop my high lonesome and warm my country soul Freddie "Steady" Krc-lead vocal and drums Wes McGhee - guitar and bass guitar Bob Loveday-fiddle B. J. Cole- lap steel Clovis Morose-backing vocals |
SIDE TWO I LIKE WHISKEY Joe Dickens/Denise Marie Music (BMI) I like whiskey I like to have a good time with the good time people I know Honkytonkin' on a Saturday night Everybody is feelin' alright Put a nickel in the jukebox and play my favorite song Well I like George Jones Hank and Ernest, Conway, Lefty and Merle Loretta Lynn and Tammy Wynette They don't make 'em much better than that You can take away my boots and my hat But you can't change my honky tonk ways I like Texas Louisiana, Tennessee, Oklahoma and Arkansas People here know how to have a good time Gettin' drunk on tequila and lime Put a nickel in the jukebox and play my favorite song Well I like George Jones Hank and Ernest, Conway, Lefty and Merle Loretta Lynn and Tammy Wynette They don't make 'em much better than that You can take away my boots and my hat But you can't change my honky tonk ways I like whiskey Freddie "Steady" Krc-Lead vocal and drums Wes McGhee-guitars and piano John Gordon-bass guitar B. J. Cole-pedal steel guitar Ian Bartholomew-backing vocals Patty Vetta-backing vocals (I HEAR) NEON ANGELS SING Fred Krc/Munificent Music (BMI) Sleepless nights in smokey bars With a bottle in my hand Slowly stumming old guitars And wondering who the hell I am I find myself sometimes missing The joys a simple life could bring My day begins at night time Lord, am I doing the right thing? But I hear neon angels sing Their glorious song upon the wing I know there's a honky tonk heaven When I hear neon angels sing I know I was raised up right Yes, I know my momma tried Each time I drink 'til I'm half tight I know the hurt she feels inside But when I hear the band start playing Lord, I'm like a house on fire Look at the clock, it's way past midnight And the flames keep burning higher And I hear neon angels sing Their glorious song upon the wing I know there's a honky tonk heaven When I hear neon angels sing When I hear neon angels sing In some smokey old bar I would gladly trade a harp For a steel guitar When the night turns into day And I find my way back home I pour myself a cup of coffee And wonder if I'm living wrong Nobody left a set of answers But I do know just one thing I'll be in honky tonk heaven When I hear neon angels sing I hear neon angels sing Their glorious song upon the wing I know there's a honky tonk heaven When I hear neon angels sing I'm in honky tonk heaven When I hear neon angels sing Freddie "Steady" Krc-lead vocal and drums Wes McGhee-guitars John Gordon-bass guitar B. J. Cole -pedal steel guitar Ian Bartholomew-backing vocals Patty Vetta-backing vocals YOU CAN'T JUDGE A BOOK (BY LOOKING AT THE COVER) Dixon / ARC Music (BMI) I may look like a farmer but I'm a lover  You can't judge a book by looking at the cover You can't judge an apple by lookin' at a tree You can't judge honey by lookin' at the bee You can't judge a daughter by lookin' at the mother You can't judge a book by lookin' at the cover Can't you see you misjudged me I may look like a farmer but I'm a lover You can't judge a book by lookin' at the cover You can't judge sugar by lookin' at the cain You can't judge a woman by lookin' at her man You can't judge a sister by lookin' at her brother You can't judge a book by lookin' at the cover Can't you see you misjudged me I may look like a farmer but I'm a lover You can't judge a book by lookin' at the cover You can't judge a fish by lookin' in the pond You can't judge right by lookin' at the wrong You can't judge one by lookin' at the other You can't judge a book by lookin' at the cover Can't you see you misjudged me I may look like a farmer but I'm a lover You can't judge a book by lookin' at the cover Freddie "Steady" Krc-lead vocal, drums, and maracas Wes McGhee-guitars and bass guitar B.J. Cole-lap steel Rory Mcleod-harmonica I'VE BEEN FRAMED Fred Krc/Munificent Music (BMI) I've been framed I've been framed I've been framed I've been framed Got in some trouble downtown last night Started with words and ended in a fight Someone threw a fist, somebody swung a pipe Someone pulled a gun and somebody used a knife Fourth Ward sidewalk sizzling hot Houston, Texas that's my home Sometimes bad luck is all I've got Why can't trouble just leave me alone Tatoo parlor by a rib shack on the corner Got a friend over there I better go see Lightnin's quick but I gotta be faster I reckon the police will be lookin' for me I've been framed I've been framed I've been framed I've been framed So hey daddio, where do you go I'll meet you kind of late at the edge of the bayou Hey Jack, let's make a track I don't care if I never come back I could run to Louisiana maybe up to Alabama I think I got some family living in Mobile Follow those back way red dirt roads 'Til lonesome and homesick is all I feel Hobo jungle sits down by the bayou The water is dirty, they call it Brown's I got some friends down there said they'd hide me out In a gamblin' shack on the edge of town So hey daddio, where do you go I'll meet you kind of late at the edge of the bayou Hey Jack. let's make a track I don't care if I never come back I've been framed I've been framed I've been framed I've been framed Freddie "Steady" Krc-lead vocal and drums Wes McGhee-guitars John Gordon-bass guitar Rory McLeod-harmonica RIDE THROUGH WILD COUNTRY Fred Krc/Munificent Music (BMI) (Instrumental) Freddie "Steady" Krc-drums, tambourine, and castanets John Gordon-bass guitar Ian Bartholomew-whip Patty Vetta-backing vocals |