hazel This Land Is Your Land
Nombre de messages : 4752 Age : 34 Localisation : Rennes Date d'inscription : 16/01/2010
| Sujet: TRACK TALK #418 All Over You Sam 2 Juil - 11:58 | |
| ALL OVER YOUALBUM : The Bootleg Series Vol.9 (2010) Recorded : Février 1963 Released : 19 Octobre 2010 Une démo enregistrée au Witmark Studio en février 1963. Première performance live : New York (8 Février 1963) Dernière performance live : New York (12 Avril 1963) Total : 2 fois. LyricsWell, if I had to do it all over again Babe, I’d do it all over you And if I had to wait for ten thousand years Babe, I’d even do that too Well, a dog’s got his bone in the alley A cat, she’s got nine lives A millionaire’s got a million dollars King Saud’s got four hundred wives Well, ev’rybody’s got somethin’ That they’re lookin’ forward to I’m lookin’ forward to when I can do it all again And babe, I’ll do it all over you Well, if I had my way tomorrow or today Babe, I’d run circles all around I’d jump up in the wind, do a somersault and spin I’d even dance a jig on the ground Well, everybody gets their hour Everybody gets their time Little David when he picked up his pebbles Even Sampson after he went blind Well, everybody gets the chance To do what they want to do When my time arrives you better run for your life ’Cause babe, I’ll do it all over you Well, I don’t need no money, I just need a day that’s sunny Baby, and my days are gonna come And I grab me a pint, you know that I’m a giant When you hear me yellin’, “Fee-fi-fo-fum” Well, you cut me like a jigsaw puzzle You made me to a walkin’ wreck Then you pushed my heart through my backbone Then you knocked off my head from my neck Well, if I’m ever standin’ steady A-doin’ what I want to do Well, I tell you little lover that you better run for cover ’Cause babe, I’ll do it all over you I’m just restin’ at your gate so that I won’t be late And, momma, I’m a-just sittin’ on the shelf Look out your window fair and you’ll see me squattin’ there Just a-fumblin’ and a-mumblin’ to myself Well, after my cigarette’s been smoked up After all my liquor’s been drunk After my dreams are dreamed out After all my thoughts have been thunk Well, after I do some of these things I’m gonna do what I have to do And I tell you on the side, that you better run and hide ’Cause babe, I’ll do it all over you _________________ | |
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