| Song | Ego Rock |
| Artist | Janis Joplin |
| Album | In Concert [live] |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| ( recording of april 4 1970, san fransisco ) | |
| (Spoken:Let's go, let's go let's go let's go | |
| Peter you start it | |
| Richard, you start it | |
| Somebody start it) | |
| I just had to get out on the Texas plane, Lord, well it was bringing me down | |
| Yeah, I had to get out of Texas, baby, Lord, it was bringing me down | |
| I been all around the world, but Port Arthur is the worst place that I've ever found | |
| I guess they couldn't understand it there, honey, they'd laugh me off the street! | |
| Lord, I guess they couldn't understand me, baby, honey, they'd laugh, I said they'd laugh me right off the street, yeah | |
| I said I want to keep on moving, baby, be the last person I ever wanna meet | |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, honey ain't it hard when you're all alone | |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, honey ain't it hard, Lord, when you're all alone | |
| I might die real old lady, but I'd never call Texas my home, no, no, no, oh! | |
| You say you come from Texas, baby, she says she left Texas with just her name | |
| (Spoken: That's what she told me) | |
| Yes she's from Texas I tell you, she says she left Texas with just her name | |
| Yes, well I swear when that girl came to the big city, Lord, she learned a brand new game | |
| Well, yeah! | |
| Honey, I hear you talkin' about sorrow, baby but you don't know my pain, that's right! | |
| Mercy! Mercy! | |
| I hear you talking about my sorrow, you don't know my pain | |
| You know there's an inside kind of sorrow, Lord, the women are always singin' the blues | |
| All right, all right mother fucker, you sing! | |
| You know I, I dealt the Ace to the Queen, you know I played scrabble with L.B.J. | |
| Yes, I dealt an Ace to the Queen, didn't I'll tell ya I's playin' scrabble with L.B.J. | |
| Well, I don't care what the name of the game is, baby, I tell you I always seem to get my way | |
| I used to be a doggone fool, fall for a woman's story every time | |
| But no more, I swear | |
| Well, I used to be a, be a doggone fool, fall for that old woman's story every time | |
| Yes I, I'm a big boy now, yeah, they gotta come up with some kind of heavy line | |
| Well, well, yeah! | |
| Sounds like I found the man, who could take care of my time | |
| It ain't me babe, it ain't me babe! | |
| It appears to me that I found a man, that could take care of my time | |
| Well, I got my own trouble, I got my own car, I got my own little lady, I got my hotel | |
| Oh what are you talking about! | |
| Don't try to take it! | |
| Somebody talks as fine as he does, oughta be able to take care of | |
| One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine | |
| Woman, woman, it just makes me mad | |
| Ahh, ahh! Woman, yeah | |
| Woman, yeah | |
| Woman, yeah | |
| Woman, yeah | |
| Woman, yeah, yeah, it just makes me mad | |
| Oh man, shit, man... | |
| Yes, she played me for the fool I tell ya | |
| Yes and I've got to love every man she's ever had, yeah | |
| If I found a man who could put me down the way you do | |
| I mean so handy-like, you know what I mean? | |
| Yeah, I found a man, whoa, who could put me down the way you do | |
| I mean so easy like it was second nature, y'know what I mean, man? | |
| Ah maybe that man could help me, at least, honey I thought I would give you a chance | |
| I said I, what I said I could try after the, after the show tonight maybe uh ... | |
| I'm just a working man, you know | |
| Ha ha ha ha, you don't work too hard, baby! | |
| You know I ain't no Hollywood star | |
| I'm not Joe Namath, you know, I read about that in the papers today | |
| You know I'm just a working man, you don't work too hard, baby! | |
| I never ran in a football game 200 yards | |
| Ha ha ha ha ha, that's the kinda man I like, that's the kinda man I like | |
| But you know I can take care of those country girls | |
| Well I can mess around in that farmyard | |
| Lord, Lord, whoaah! | |
| Ha ha ha! ha. Whew! Whew! Wow! That's getting a little too close, too heavy here | |
| That's Nick Gravenites, that was a tune called Ego Rock. No! ... | |
| All right, rock, rock & roll song |
| recording of april 4 1970, san fransisco | |
| Spoken: Let' s go, let' s go let' s go let' s go | |
| Peter you start it | |
| Richard, you start it | |
| Somebody start it | |
| I just had to get out on the Texas plane, Lord, well it was bringing me down | |
| Yeah, I had to get out of Texas, baby, Lord, it was bringing me down | |
| I been all around the world, but Port Arthur is the worst place that I' ve ever found | |
| I guess they couldn' t understand it there, honey, they' d laugh me off the street! | |
| Lord, I guess they couldn' t understand me, baby, honey, they' d laugh, I said they' d laugh me right off the street, yeah | |
| I said I want to keep on moving, baby, be the last person I ever wanna meet | |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, honey ain' t it hard when you' re all alone | |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, honey ain' t it hard, Lord, when you' re all alone | |
| I might die real old lady, but I' d never call Texas my home, no, no, no, oh! | |
| You say you come from Texas, baby, she says she left Texas with just her name | |
| Spoken: That' s what she told me | |
| Yes she' s from Texas I tell you, she says she left Texas with just her name | |
| Yes, well I swear when that girl came to the big city, Lord, she learned a brand new game | |
| Well, yeah! | |
| Honey, I hear you talkin' about sorrow, baby but you don' t know my pain, that' s right! | |
| Mercy! Mercy! | |
| I hear you talking about my sorrow, you don' t know my pain | |
| You know there' s an inside kind of sorrow, Lord, the women are always singin' the blues | |
| All right, all right mother fucker, you sing! | |
| You know I, I dealt the Ace to the Queen, you know I played scrabble with L. B. J. | |
| Yes, I dealt an Ace to the Queen, didn' t I' ll tell ya I' s playin' scrabble with L. B. J. | |
| Well, I don' t care what the name of the game is, baby, I tell you I always seem to get my way | |
| I used to be a doggone fool, fall for a woman' s story every time | |
| But no more, I swear | |
| Well, I used to be a, be a doggone fool, fall for that old woman' s story every time | |
| Yes I, I' m a big boy now, yeah, they gotta come up with some kind of heavy line | |
| Well, well, yeah! | |
| Sounds like I found the man, who could take care of my time | |
| It ain' t me babe, it ain' t me babe! | |
| It appears to me that I found a man, that could take care of my time | |
| Well, I got my own trouble, I got my own car, I got my own little lady, I got my hotel | |
| Oh what are you talking about! | |
| Don' t try to take it! | |
| Somebody talks as fine as he does, oughta be able to take care of | |
| One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine | |
| Woman, woman, it just makes me mad | |
| Ahh, ahh! Woman, yeah | |
| Woman, yeah | |
| Woman, yeah | |
| Woman, yeah | |
| Woman, yeah, yeah, it just makes me mad | |
| Oh man, shit, man... | |
| Yes, she played me for the fool I tell ya | |
| Yes and I' ve got to love every man she' s ever had, yeah | |
| If I found a man who could put me down the way you do | |
| I mean so handylike, you know what I mean? | |
| Yeah, I found a man, whoa, who could put me down the way you do | |
| I mean so easy like it was second nature, y' know what I mean, man? | |
| Ah maybe that man could help me, at least, honey I thought I would give you a chance | |
| I said I, what I said I could try after the, after the show tonight maybe uh ... | |
| I' m just a working man, you know | |
| Ha ha ha ha, you don' t work too hard, baby! | |
| You know I ain' t no Hollywood star | |
| I' m not Joe Namath, you know, I read about that in the papers today | |
| You know I' m just a working man, you don' t work too hard, baby! | |
| I never ran in a football game 200 yards | |
| Ha ha ha ha ha, that' s the kinda man I like, that' s the kinda man I like | |
| But you know I can take care of those country girls | |
| Well I can mess around in that farmyard | |
| Lord, Lord, whoaah! | |
| Ha ha ha! ha. Whew! Whew! Wow! That' s getting a little too close, too heavy here | |
| That' s Nick Gravenites, that was a tune called Ego Rock. No! ... | |
| All right, rock, rock roll song |
| recording of april 4 1970, san fransisco | |
| Spoken: Let' s go, let' s go let' s go let' s go | |
| Peter you start it | |
| Richard, you start it | |
| Somebody start it | |
| I just had to get out on the Texas plane, Lord, well it was bringing me down | |
| Yeah, I had to get out of Texas, baby, Lord, it was bringing me down | |
| I been all around the world, but Port Arthur is the worst place that I' ve ever found | |
| I guess they couldn' t understand it there, honey, they' d laugh me off the street! | |
| Lord, I guess they couldn' t understand me, baby, honey, they' d laugh, I said they' d laugh me right off the street, yeah | |
| I said I want to keep on moving, baby, be the last person I ever wanna meet | |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, honey ain' t it hard when you' re all alone | |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, honey ain' t it hard, Lord, when you' re all alone | |
| I might die real old lady, but I' d never call Texas my home, no, no, no, oh! | |
| You say you come from Texas, baby, she says she left Texas with just her name | |
| Spoken: That' s what she told me | |
| Yes she' s from Texas I tell you, she says she left Texas with just her name | |
| Yes, well I swear when that girl came to the big city, Lord, she learned a brand new game | |
| Well, yeah! | |
| Honey, I hear you talkin' about sorrow, baby but you don' t know my pain, that' s right! | |
| Mercy! Mercy! | |
| I hear you talking about my sorrow, you don' t know my pain | |
| You know there' s an inside kind of sorrow, Lord, the women are always singin' the blues | |
| All right, all right mother fucker, you sing! | |
| You know I, I dealt the Ace to the Queen, you know I played scrabble with L. B. J. | |
| Yes, I dealt an Ace to the Queen, didn' t I' ll tell ya I' s playin' scrabble with L. B. J. | |
| Well, I don' t care what the name of the game is, baby, I tell you I always seem to get my way | |
| I used to be a doggone fool, fall for a woman' s story every time | |
| But no more, I swear | |
| Well, I used to be a, be a doggone fool, fall for that old woman' s story every time | |
| Yes I, I' m a big boy now, yeah, they gotta come up with some kind of heavy line | |
| Well, well, yeah! | |
| Sounds like I found the man, who could take care of my time | |
| It ain' t me babe, it ain' t me babe! | |
| It appears to me that I found a man, that could take care of my time | |
| Well, I got my own trouble, I got my own car, I got my own little lady, I got my hotel | |
| Oh what are you talking about! | |
| Don' t try to take it! | |
| Somebody talks as fine as he does, oughta be able to take care of | |
| One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine | |
| Woman, woman, it just makes me mad | |
| Ahh, ahh! Woman, yeah | |
| Woman, yeah | |
| Woman, yeah | |
| Woman, yeah | |
| Woman, yeah, yeah, it just makes me mad | |
| Oh man, shit, man... | |
| Yes, she played me for the fool I tell ya | |
| Yes and I' ve got to love every man she' s ever had, yeah | |
| If I found a man who could put me down the way you do | |
| I mean so handylike, you know what I mean? | |
| Yeah, I found a man, whoa, who could put me down the way you do | |
| I mean so easy like it was second nature, y' know what I mean, man? | |
| Ah maybe that man could help me, at least, honey I thought I would give you a chance | |
| I said I, what I said I could try after the, after the show tonight maybe uh ... | |
| I' m just a working man, you know | |
| Ha ha ha ha, you don' t work too hard, baby! | |
| You know I ain' t no Hollywood star | |
| I' m not Joe Namath, you know, I read about that in the papers today | |
| You know I' m just a working man, you don' t work too hard, baby! | |
| I never ran in a football game 200 yards | |
| Ha ha ha ha ha, that' s the kinda man I like, that' s the kinda man I like | |
| But you know I can take care of those country girls | |
| Well I can mess around in that farmyard | |
| Lord, Lord, whoaah! | |
| Ha ha ha! ha. Whew! Whew! Wow! That' s getting a little too close, too heavy here | |
| That' s Nick Gravenites, that was a tune called Ego Rock. No! ... | |
| All right, rock, rock roll song |