Song | No More Elmore |
Artist | Eric Burdon |
Album | Wicked Man |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Burdon, Sterling | |
Just after I left school | |
I begin working for living | |
Came home one day | |
From a hard day's digging | |
Went down to my blues collection | |
Just for some peace of mind | |
And I got the word Elmore James is gone | |
Seems like I lost a friend of mine | |
No more Elmore, no more Elmore James | |
No more Elmore, no more Elmore James | |
It's a shame, crying shame | |
No more Elmore James | |
When I was mannish boy | |
When I was in high school | |
My biggest influence was a 45 record | |
Made me wanted to dance | |
The music freaks would gather | |
From all over town | |
'Til early in the morning | |
We laid the beat on down | |
No more Elmore, no more Elmore James | |
No more Elmore, no more Elmore James | |
It's a shame, crying shame | |
No more Elmore James | |
As I grew older | |
The music grow within me | |
I knew that soon one of these days | |
I'd be out on the road | |
Fronting my own rock'n'roll show | |
We made the people sing | |
We made the people dance | |
True blue music | |
Puts everybody in a trance | |
We kicked in the guitar | |
No more Elmore James | |
When I'm feeling down | |
And all messed up inside | |
Put an Elmore on the box | |
And groovin'n'slip'n'slidin' | |
Elmore, I take him everywhere | |
As I travel down the long road | |
Lord, I hop he's down there | |
I sang at the crossroads | |
At the full of the moon | |
And I know for sure | |
It's true true love that counts | |
And I'm in love, yes | |
Couldn't believe my ears | |
Couldn't believe my eyes | |
Have to go through life | |
Without hearing that slide | |
Take him everywhere | |
I got it on my back | |
As I walk down this long road | |
No more Elmore James | |
No more Elmore James |
zuo ci : Burdon, Sterling | |
Just after I left school | |
I begin working for living | |
Came home one day | |
From a hard day' s digging | |
Went down to my blues collection | |
Just for some peace of mind | |
And I got the word Elmore James is gone | |
Seems like I lost a friend of mine | |
No more Elmore, no more Elmore James | |
No more Elmore, no more Elmore James | |
It' s a shame, crying shame | |
No more Elmore James | |
When I was mannish boy | |
When I was in high school | |
My biggest influence was a 45 record | |
Made me wanted to dance | |
The music freaks would gather | |
From all over town | |
' Til early in the morning | |
We laid the beat on down | |
No more Elmore, no more Elmore James | |
No more Elmore, no more Elmore James | |
It' s a shame, crying shame | |
No more Elmore James | |
As I grew older | |
The music grow within me | |
I knew that soon one of these days | |
I' d be out on the road | |
Fronting my own rock' n' roll show | |
We made the people sing | |
We made the people dance | |
True blue music | |
Puts everybody in a trance | |
We kicked in the guitar | |
No more Elmore James | |
When I' m feeling down | |
And all messed up inside | |
Put an Elmore on the box | |
And groovin' n' slip' n' slidin' | |
Elmore, I take him everywhere | |
As I travel down the long road | |
Lord, I hop he' s down there | |
I sang at the crossroads | |
At the full of the moon | |
And I know for sure | |
It' s true true love that counts | |
And I' m in love, yes | |
Couldn' t believe my ears | |
Couldn' t believe my eyes | |
Have to go through life | |
Without hearing that slide | |
Take him everywhere | |
I got it on my back | |
As I walk down this long road | |
No more Elmore James | |
No more Elmore James |
zuò cí : Burdon, Sterling | |
Just after I left school | |
I begin working for living | |
Came home one day | |
From a hard day' s digging | |
Went down to my blues collection | |
Just for some peace of mind | |
And I got the word Elmore James is gone | |
Seems like I lost a friend of mine | |
No more Elmore, no more Elmore James | |
No more Elmore, no more Elmore James | |
It' s a shame, crying shame | |
No more Elmore James | |
When I was mannish boy | |
When I was in high school | |
My biggest influence was a 45 record | |
Made me wanted to dance | |
The music freaks would gather | |
From all over town | |
' Til early in the morning | |
We laid the beat on down | |
No more Elmore, no more Elmore James | |
No more Elmore, no more Elmore James | |
It' s a shame, crying shame | |
No more Elmore James | |
As I grew older | |
The music grow within me | |
I knew that soon one of these days | |
I' d be out on the road | |
Fronting my own rock' n' roll show | |
We made the people sing | |
We made the people dance | |
True blue music | |
Puts everybody in a trance | |
We kicked in the guitar | |
No more Elmore James | |
When I' m feeling down | |
And all messed up inside | |
Put an Elmore on the box | |
And groovin' n' slip' n' slidin' | |
Elmore, I take him everywhere | |
As I travel down the long road | |
Lord, I hop he' s down there | |
I sang at the crossroads | |
At the full of the moon | |
And I know for sure | |
It' s true true love that counts | |
And I' m in love, yes | |
Couldn' t believe my ears | |
Couldn' t believe my eyes | |
Have to go through life | |
Without hearing that slide | |
Take him everywhere | |
I got it on my back | |
As I walk down this long road | |
No more Elmore James | |
No more Elmore James |