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D I S C O G R A P H Y



Sometimes Ya' Leave the Blues Out on the Road

Dirk Hamilton and the Bluesmen — Recorded
Live in Ferrara and Castelnuovo Ragone during
the 2005 Italian Tour

AKARMA AK 349/2

 

 

 

 

 

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1 Who Said, "On With the Show"  

 

1 Who Said, "On With the Show 

2 I'm a Real Man   2 I'm a Real Man
3 Jimmy Hallo George   3 Jimmy Hallo George
4 Blues is My Life   4 My Babe
5 The Passion of Blues     5 Blues is My Life
6 The Dark End of the Street*   6 The Passion of Blues
7 Learning to Love You   7 The Dark End of the Street*
8 All Loved Out     8 Stand By Me
9 Only the Will to Survive     9 Learning to Love You
10 Pavlova Shoes     10 All Loved Out
11 Help Me   11 Only the Will to Survive
12 Night Moves   12 Pavlova Shoes
13 Bonus Track — Woman Don't Go   13 Tony's Rain
    14 Help Me
    15 Cross Road Blues
    16 Night Moves
    17 The Relative Health
of Your Soul Inside
    18 A Stranger Song

* Featuring Graziano Romani Vocals


 

 
    LYRICS  
   

WHO SAID, "ON WITH THE SHOW"
(Dirk Hamilton ©1996 Rabbit Songs BMI)

Trans World Airlines, from a runaway to you
Get in the car, tune guitar, to the bar for a double or two
And then the spotlight's in your eyes and it's time to advertise

Sometimes I think I could grab a spotlight beam like a pole
and swing it over my head, bash it on the stage like so...
Stars or spangles?
Angels or angles?
I wanna know, who said "On with the show"?
I wanna know, who said "On with the show"?

Hideehideehideehi (Hideehayhay)
Hideehideehideehi (Hideehayhay)

You gotta lookk like you're hot
If you're hot or if you're not

I wanna know, who said "On with the show"?

Look like you're hot
If you're hot or if you're not
I wanna know, who said "On with the show"?
I wanna know, who said "On with the show"?
Who was that man among men who said "On with the show"?

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I'M A REAL MAN
(John Hiatt)

I'm a real man, I got a real guitar
I'm a real man, don't even know where the boys are
I don't want to frighten you little girl, you are so sweet and nice
But I don't want to have to tell you twice

I'm a real man, I want to rock like a real man
Don't get no shock from that
Elevator music
in your computer program
Baby, how'd you like to rock with a real man?

Yes, I'm a real man, I'm not lyin'
I'm thirty-one years old now and I still don't mind dyin'
You can put the voodoo on me, girl
There is nothing I can't dodge
Check out this Lincoln in my garage

Kids, these days, I'm talkin' about these young folk
They're about as wild as Pollyanna after she growed up
After a hard day at the Casiotone they just don't want to live
They're about as dangerous as a junior executive

I'm a real man
, I want to rock like a real man
Don't get know shock from that
Elevator music in your computer program
Baby, how'd you like to rock with a real man?
Every dollar I earn, girl, I let it all burn
And if I wind up in jail
Well there is only on of two thousand,
Seven hundred and sixty-two women that I know
Who would gladly pay my bail

Now you might say I'm just some fool on a boast
But I wasn't gonna hear ya girl from coast to coast
Thas ain't Dan Rather talkin', this ain't the president's son
But, ah, I'm still gonna have my fun

'Cause
I'm a real man, I got to rock like a real man

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JIMMY HALLO GEORGE (Version 2)
(R. Formignani, D. Hamilton)

Music is in my heart
The blues and swing sing my soul
So if you wanna rock and roll
Just click the beat and bop with me

Jimmy, hello George (3 times)
Click the beat and bop with m
Play that blues and play that swing
Yes I like it, yes I like it
Sing the songs you wanna sing
Yes I like it, yes I like it
Write a song and adda ariff that goes

La di da, la di da, la did da, la da
Yes, I like it
La di da, la di da, la did da, la da
Yes, I like it

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BLUES IS MY LIFE
(R. Formignani, D. Hamilton)

When I was young, all I did was play the blues
When I was young, all I did was play the blues
It was whisky and women and playin' guitar and singin'
And that's all I'd ever do

Now I'm getting old and I'm told that the blues is out of style
It makes me stop and think, pour myself a drink
Pick up my guitar and sing and play the blues awhile
When I was young all I ever did was play the blues
Now I'm a man and all I ever do is play the blues
Yeah I play with my woman and play my guitar and sing
And that's all I ever do

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THE PASSION OF BLUES
(R. Formignani, D. Hamilton)

What's your name? What's your number? What's your color?
Who's your momma? Who's your daddy? It doesn't matter
Bukka White said, "You don't have to be black to be blue"
Come to my bed and we can figure out what really matters

Playin' guitar attracts the drums
The drums attract the bass and then the keyboards come
Hey Mr. Johnson, thanks for the music
We're eating up the records that you old guys made
And we're standin' at the crossroads now
And we're dealing with the devil for the Passion of Blues
What's your name? What's your number? What's your color?
What's your sex? What's your religion? It doesn't matter

Piano Red said, "You don't have to be black to play the blues"
Come to my bed and maybe figure out what really matters

(Hey Mr. Hooker)
(Hey Skip James)
(Hey Muddy Waters)

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THE DARK END OF THE STREET

(Chips Moman, Dan Pennington)
Featuring Graziano Romani, vocals


At the dark end of the street
That's where we always meet
Hiding in shadows where we don't belong
Living in darkness to hide our wrong
You and me at the dark end of the street
You and me

I know time is gonna take its toll
We have to pay for what we stole
It's a sin and we know it's wrong
Oh but our love keeps on coming on strong
Steal away to the dark end of the street
You and Me

They're gonna find us
They're gonna find us
They're gonna find us all some day
You and me at the end of the dark end of the street

They're gonna find us
They're gonna find us
They're gonna find us oh some day
You and me at the end of the dark end of the street

And when the daylight hour rolls round
And by chance we're both downtown
If we should meet then just walk on by
Oh darling please please don't cry

Tonight we'll meet
At the dark end of the street
Oh tonight we'll met
At the dark end of the street

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LEARNING TO LOVE YOU
(Dirk Hamilton ©1989 Rabbit Songs BMI)

It took a long time learnin' to love you and now you're gone
I spent a long time learnin' to love and now you're gone
And I learned to love you and trust you too
I was like a big, dumb moon revolvin' around you
And I learned to love you and now you're gone

I spent a long time workin' but now you're gone
I spent a long time workin' and practicin' but now you're gone
And I learned to love you and I came to count on you
I was like a big baboon swingin' around you
And I learned to love you but now you're gone

Two naked people can kill
Two naked people can cut you up inside
Two naked people just havin' a little fun
Can really, really hurt someone

And I learned to love you and trust you too
I became a big, dumb moon in orbit around you
And I learned to love you, but now you're gone
But now you're gone
And I learned to love you but now you're gone

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ALL LOVED OUT Listen
Dirk Hamilton ©2005 Rabbit Songs BMI)

Every beginning has a hidden end
many enemies begin as friends
In the bliss of a kiss is the juice of hate
Time is tickin' and the world is turnin'
Keep your eyes open and you'll never stop learnin'
Red turns to gold turns to mold turns to fade away
Now I'm back in the blues, a shadow of doubt
But I won't give up until I'm all loved out

People tell me that there's reason and rhyme
and purpose in a cosmic design
So guardian angel over my head
Why a world where people suffer?
Live starts out sweet but soon gets tougher
You live and you suffer and you learn
then you wind up dead
And back in the blues in the shadow of doubt
but you don't give up
Until you're all loved out

Back in the blues, in the shadow of doubt
but you won't give up
Until you're all loved out, until you're all loved out
Out of the blues, out of the shadow of doubt
I'm gonna learn to love myself... lovin' the trees,
lovin' the breeze
Lovin' truth, lovin' beauty, doing my duty to love
I'm gonna live, I'm gonna love, I'm gonna learn until
I'm all loved out

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ONLY THE WILL TO SURVIVE listen
(Dirk Hamilton, Don Evans,
©1978 Rabbit Songs BMI, Don Evans dre music BMI)

In the bones abides a man with a fork and a knife
Let the good die young, let the driven be ridden 'til dyin's done
Lucy can you see me shakin'
Bones, diamonds, needles and pus... and us
Livin' in a land of lies where the killin' comes quick
but the dead don't die
And the swish of the scythe comes down with the gown
of the wax man's bride

Only the will to survive is keepin' the dyin' alive
Only the will to survive
Only the will to survive is keepin' some light in our eyes
Only the will to survive... in a lie

Talkin' about love's deep emotion, all I feel is the hurt

Only the will to survive is keepin' the dyin' alive
Only the will to survive
Only the will to survive is keepin' some light in our eyes
Only the will to survive... in a lie

In the darkness is a glowing light
we were holding right in our hands
But the flames from an exploding car
shows us where we are
And we wake up screaming, "are we dreaming?"

Only the will to survive is keepin' the dyin' alive
Only the will to survive
Only the will to survive is keepin' some light in our eyes
Only the will to survive... in a lie

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PAVLOVA SHOES listen
(Dirk Hamilton ©1970 Rabbit Songs BMI)

Pink satin Pavlova shoes
She's dancin' to dance her blues
And she pauses to pass the news
That it's over this time

She can't see the use in it
She can't find no truth in it
And this time she's gonna split
Not do it over again

He's singin' in spot lit blues
A song called "Pavlova Shoes"
And he's written in rhyme
that it's over this time

I can't see the use in it
I can't find theh truth in it
And this time I'm gonna split
Not do it over again

It's over, it's over. Over
And this time I'm gonna split
I'm not going to do it over once again

And if I lose my mind, I just might find the time
to lose that empty line, it's over once again
It's over, it's over. Over
And this time I'm gonna split
not do it over once again...

(ad lib ride out)

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HELP ME
(Sonny Boy Williamson)

You got to help me
I can't do it all by myself
You got to help me, baby
I can't do it all by myself
You know if you don't help me darling
I'll have to find myself somebody else

I may have to wash
I may have to sew
I may have to cook
I might mop the floor
But you help me babe
You know if you don't help me darling
I'll find myself somebody else

When I walk, walk with me
When I talk, you talk to me
Oh baby, I can't do it all by myself
You know if you don't help me darling
I'll have to find myself somebody else
Help me, help me darlin'

Bring my nightshirt
Put on your morning gown
Bring my nightshirt
Put on your morning gown
Darlin' I know we stripped bare
But I don't feel like lying down

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NIGHT MOVES
(Bob Seger)

I was a little too tall
Could've used a few pounds
Tight pants points hardly reknown
She was a black haired beauty with big dark eyes
And points all her own sitting way up high
Way up firm and high

Out past the cornfields wher the woods got heavy
Out in the back seat of my '60 Chevy
Workin' on mysteries without any clues
Workin' on our night moves
Tryin' to make some front page drive-in news
Workin' on our night moves in the summertime
In the sweet summertime

We weren't in love oh no far from it
We weren't searching for some pie in the sky summit
We were just young and restless and bored
Living by the sword
And we'd steal away every chance we could
To the back room, the alley, the trusty woods
I used her she used me
But neither one cared
We were getting our share

Workin' on our night moves
Trying to lose the awkward teenage blues
Workin' on our night moves
In the summertime
(Sweet summertime, summertime)
And oh the wonder
Felt the lightening
And we waited on the thunder
Waited on the thunder

I woke last night to the sound of thunder
How far off I sat and wondered
Started humming a song from 1962
Ain't it funny how the night moves
When you just don't seem to have as much to lose
Strange how the night moves
With autumn closing in

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Bonus Track

WOMAN DON'T GO
(R. Formignani, D. Hamilton)
Recorded at the NHQ Studios in Ferrara with the Bluesmen

Antonio D'Adamo on Harmonica

Oh woman don't go, you're my everything
You're the day I'm the night and we fit just right
I want you to know I'd do anything to keep us together
through this stormy night

You're the day I'm the night and we fit just right
You're the water I'm the wave, sometimes I don't behave
But it's okay to fight when we fight fair and right
You're the melody I'm the words to a new song in the world

Oh woman don't go, you're my everything
You're the day I'm the night and we fit just right
I want you to know I'd do anything to keep us together
through this stormy night

Well come baby back to me, I'm here with open arms
You know I never cheated and I never meant you harm
Well, I cant be your dream man 'cuz a dream man's just a dream
But I can be your real man in reality

In good times and in bad times we've always gotten through
I suspect that you still love me and I know that I love you
Forgive my insensitivity as I've forgiven you
We've got this song we've sung so long, let's sing it through

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