Song | Night Moves |
Artist | Bob Seger |
Album | Live Boston 1977 |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[00:17.47] | I was a little too tall |
[00:18.57] | Could've used a few pounds |
[00:21.32] | Tight pants points hardly reknown |
[00:25.22] | She was a black-haired beauty with big dark eyes |
[00:27.28] | And points all her own sitting way up high( |
[00:37.73] | Way up firm and high |
[00:41.57] | Out past the cornfields where the woods got heavy |
[00:43.83] | Out in the back seat of my '60 chevy |
[00:49.53] | Workin' on mysteries without any clues( |
[00:56.33] | Workin' on our night moves |
[01:00.53] | Tryin' to make some front page drive-in news |
[01:04.48] | Workin' on our night moves |
[01:10.89] | In the summertime |
[01:11.64] | In the sweet summertime |
[01:25.84] | We weren't in love, oh no, far from it |
[01:30.04] | We weren't searchin' for some pie in the sky summit |
[01:33.90] | We were just young and restless and bored |
[01:38.05] | Livin' by the sword |
[01:41.96] | And we'd steal away every chance we could |
[01:46.11] | To the backroom, to the alley or the trusty woods |
[01:50.06] | I used her, she used me |
[01:51.76] | But neither one cared |
[01:54.06] | We were gettin' our share |
[01:56.61] | Workin' on our night moves |
[02:00.76] | Tryin' to lose the awkward teenage blues |
[02:04.96] | Workin' on our night moves |
[02:11.17] | And it was summertime |
[02:38.48] | And oh the wonder |
[02:44.34] | We felt the lightning |
[02:46.28] | And we waited on the thunder |
[02:51.58] | Waited on the thunder( |
[03:07.89] | I awoke last night to the sound of thunder |
[03:11.89] | How far off i sat and wondered |
[03:16.24] | Started humming a song from 1962 |
[03:22.39] | Ain't it funny how the night moves |
[03:27.89] | When you just don't seem to have as much to lose |
[03:32.64] | Strange how the night moves |
[03:40.54] | With autumn closing in |
[00:17.47] | I was a little too tall |
[00:18.57] | Could' ve used a few pounds |
[00:21.32] | Tight pants points hardly reknown |
[00:25.22] | She was a blackhaired beauty with big dark eyes |
[00:27.28] | And points all her own sitting way up high |
[00:37.73] | Way up firm and high |
[00:41.57] | Out past the cornfields where the woods got heavy |
[00:43.83] | Out in the back seat of my ' 60 chevy |
[00:49.53] | Workin' on mysteries without any clues |
[00:56.33] | Workin' on our night moves |
[01:00.53] | Tryin' to make some front page drivein news |
[01:04.48] | Workin' on our night moves |
[01:10.89] | In the summertime |
[01:11.64] | In the sweet summertime |
[01:25.84] | We weren' t in love, oh no, far from it |
[01:30.04] | We weren' t searchin' for some pie in the sky summit |
[01:33.90] | We were just young and restless and bored |
[01:38.05] | Livin' by the sword |
[01:41.96] | And we' d steal away every chance we could |
[01:46.11] | To the backroom, to the alley or the trusty woods |
[01:50.06] | I used her, she used me |
[01:51.76] | But neither one cared |
[01:54.06] | We were gettin' our share |
[01:56.61] | Workin' on our night moves |
[02:00.76] | Tryin' to lose the awkward teenage blues |
[02:04.96] | Workin' on our night moves |
[02:11.17] | And it was summertime |
[02:38.48] | And oh the wonder |
[02:44.34] | We felt the lightning |
[02:46.28] | And we waited on the thunder |
[02:51.58] | Waited on the thunder |
[03:07.89] | I awoke last night to the sound of thunder |
[03:11.89] | How far off i sat and wondered |
[03:16.24] | Started humming a song from 1962 |
[03:22.39] | Ain' t it funny how the night moves |
[03:27.89] | When you just don' t seem to have as much to lose |
[03:32.64] | Strange how the night moves |
[03:40.54] | With autumn closing in |
[00:17.47] | I was a little too tall |
[00:18.57] | Could' ve used a few pounds |
[00:21.32] | Tight pants points hardly reknown |
[00:25.22] | She was a blackhaired beauty with big dark eyes |
[00:27.28] | And points all her own sitting way up high |
[00:37.73] | Way up firm and high |
[00:41.57] | Out past the cornfields where the woods got heavy |
[00:43.83] | Out in the back seat of my ' 60 chevy |
[00:49.53] | Workin' on mysteries without any clues |
[00:56.33] | Workin' on our night moves |
[01:00.53] | Tryin' to make some front page drivein news |
[01:04.48] | Workin' on our night moves |
[01:10.89] | In the summertime |
[01:11.64] | In the sweet summertime |
[01:25.84] | We weren' t in love, oh no, far from it |
[01:30.04] | We weren' t searchin' for some pie in the sky summit |
[01:33.90] | We were just young and restless and bored |
[01:38.05] | Livin' by the sword |
[01:41.96] | And we' d steal away every chance we could |
[01:46.11] | To the backroom, to the alley or the trusty woods |
[01:50.06] | I used her, she used me |
[01:51.76] | But neither one cared |
[01:54.06] | We were gettin' our share |
[01:56.61] | Workin' on our night moves |
[02:00.76] | Tryin' to lose the awkward teenage blues |
[02:04.96] | Workin' on our night moves |
[02:11.17] | And it was summertime |
[02:38.48] | And oh the wonder |
[02:44.34] | We felt the lightning |
[02:46.28] | And we waited on the thunder |
[02:51.58] | Waited on the thunder |
[03:07.89] | I awoke last night to the sound of thunder |
[03:11.89] | How far off i sat and wondered |
[03:16.24] | Started humming a song from 1962 |
[03:22.39] | Ain' t it funny how the night moves |
[03:27.89] | When you just don' t seem to have as much to lose |
[03:32.64] | Strange how the night moves |
[03:40.54] | With autumn closing in |