Creedence Lyrics P-Z
PAGAN BABY
PENTHOUSE PAUPER
POORBOY SHUFFLE
PORTERVILLE
PROUD MARY
RAMBLE TAMBLE
RUDE AWAKENING #2
RUN THROUGH THE JUNGLE
SAIL AWAY
SAILOR'S LAMENT
SIDE O' THE ROAD
SINISTER PURPOSE
SOMEDAY NEVER COMES
SUSIE Q
SWEET HITCH-HIKER
TAKE IT LIKE A FRIEND
TEARIN' UP THE COUNTRY
TOMBSTONE SHADOW
TRAVELIN' BAND
UP AROUND THE BEND
WALK ON THE WATER
WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO
WHO'LL STOP THE RAIN
THE WORKING MAN
WROTE A SONG FOR EVERYONE
PAGAN BABY (J.C. Fogerty)
Pagan Baby, won't you walk with me?
Pagan Baby, Come on home with me.
Pagan baby, Take me for a ride.
Roll me, baby, Roll your big, brown eyes.
Yeah! Ooh! Ooh!
Pagan Baby, Let me make your name.
Drive it, baby, Drive your big love game.
Pagan baby, What you got, I need.
Don't be savin', Spread your love on me.
Aah! Mm-mm-mm!
Pagan Baby, Now won't you rock with me?
Pagan baby, Lay your love on me.
Yeah, yeah!
Aah! Hey, hey!
Aah! Hey! Yeah!
Hey! Hey! Haaaaaaay!
PENTHOUSE PAUPER (J.C. Fogerty)
Now, if I was a bricklayer,
I wouldn't build just anything;
And if I was a ball player,
I wouldn't play no second string.
And if I were some jew'lry, baby;
Lord, I'd have to be a diamond ring.
If I were a secret, Lord, I never would be told.
If I were a jug of wine, Lord, my flavor would be old.
I could be most anything,
But it got to be twenty-four karat solid gold, oh.
If I were a gambler, You know I'd never lose,
And if I were a guitar player,
Lord, I'd have to play the blues.
If I was a hacksaw, My blade would be razor sharp.
If I were a politician, I could prove that monkeys talk.
You can find the tallest building,
Lord, I'd have me the house on top.
Oh, let's go!
All right, keep goin'!
I'm the Penthouse Pauper;
I got nothin' to my name.
I'm the Penthouse Pauper; baby,
I got nothing to my name.
I can be most anything,
'Cause when you got nothin' it's all the same.
Oh, let's move to this song!
Lord, look at my penthouse.
POORBOY SHUFFLE (J.C. Fogerty)
(at the very faint beginning:)
Poorboy Shuffle.
OK. Is it workin'?
You heard it. Ha Ha Ha!
Hey Rooster! Hey, Rooster!
(laughter)
HEY!
(instrumental)
PORTERVILLE (J.C. Fogerty)
It's been an awful long time since I been home,
But you won't catch me goin' back down there alone.
Things they said when I was young are quite enough to get me hung.
I don't care! I don't care!
They came and took my Dad away to serve some time,
But it was me that paid the debt he left behind.
Folks said I was full of sin, because I was the next of kin.
I don't care! I don't care!
Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo!
I don't care! I don't care!
Folks were out one night to put me up a fence,
And you can guess that I've been runnin' ever since.
Ain't no one that's 'bout to help, and I'll keep on, I tell myself.
I don't care! I don't care!
I don't care! I don't care!
I don't care! I don't care!
Ain't no one that's 'bout to help,
And I'll keep on, I tell myself.
I don't care! I don't care!
I don't care! I don't care!
I don't care! I don't care!
I don't care! I don't care!
I don't care! I don't care!
PROUD MARY (J.C. Fogerty)
Left a good job in the city,
Workin' for The Man ev'ry night and day,
And I never lost one minute of sleepin',
Worryin' 'bout the way things might have been.
CHORUS:
Big wheel keep on turnin',
Proud Mary keep on burnin',
Rollin', rollin', rollin' on the river.
Cleaned a lot of plates in Memphis,
Pumped a lot of pain down in New Orleans,
But I never saw the good side of the city,
'Til I hitched a ride on a river boat queen.
CHORUS
Rollin', rollin', rollin' on the river.
If you come down to the river,
Bet you gonna find some people who live.
You don't have to worry 'cause you have no money,
People on the river are happy to give.
CHORUS
Rollin', rollin', rollin' on the river.
Rollin', rollin', rollin' on the river.
Rollin', rollin', rollin' on the river.
RAMBLE TAMBLE (J.C. Fogerty)
CHORUS:
Move,
Down the road
I go.
CHORUS
There's mud in the water,
Roach in the cellar,
Bugs in the sugar,
Mortgage on the home,
Mortgage on the home.
There's garbage on the sidewalk,
Highways in the back yard,
Police on the corner,
Mortgage on the car,
Mortgage on the car.
CHORUS
They're selling independence,
Actors in the White House,
Acid in digestion,
Mortgage on my life,
Mortgage on my life.
CHORUS
Ramble tamble tamble
Ramble tamble tamble
Ramble tamble tamble
RUDE AWAKENING #2 (J.C. Fogerty)
(instrumental)
RUN THROUGH THE JUNGLE (J.C. Fogerty)
Whoa, thought it was a nightmare,
Lo, it's all so true,
They told me, "Don't go walkin' slow
'Cause Devil's on the loose."
CHORUS:
Better run through the jungle,
Better run through the jungle,
Better run through the jungle,
Woa, Don't look back to see.
Thought I heard a rumblin'
Callin' to my name,
Two hundred million guns are loaded
Satan cries, "Take aim!"
CHORUS
Over on the mountain
Thunder magic spoke,
"Let the people know my wisdom,
Fill the land with smoke."
CHORUS
SAIL AWAY (S. Cook)
Lock the door, sun's a fallin'.
Poke the fire, don't let the cold in.
Gonna try to sail away from the rest of my life.
Found a boat to make the break in.
Filled with hope 'bout the step I'm takin'.
Gonna try to sail away from the rest of my life.
Spent a long time list'ning to the captain of the sea,
Shoutin' orders to his crew; No one hears but me.
Cast away, tide's a runnin'
Hoist the sail, strong wind's comin'.
Gonna try to sail away from the rest of my life.
Spent a long time list'ning to the captain of the sea,
Shoutin' orders to his crew; No one hears but me.
Lock the door, sun's a fallin'.
Poke the fire, don't let the cold in.
Gonna try to sail away from the rest of my life.
Gonna try to sail away from the rest of my life.
SAILOR'S LAMENT (J.C. Fogerty)
Woke up early feelin' light, (Shame, it's a shame.)
Somebody got to me last night, (Shame, it's a shame.)
Sat down for a friendly duel, (Shame, it's a shame.)
With one-eyed jacks 'n' jokers, too, (Shame, it's a shame.)
CHORUS:
Ooh, sailor man, (Shame, it's a shame.)
Ooh, sailor man. (Shame, it's a shame.)
Poormouth Henry turned on me, (Shame, it's a shame.)
Said, "Boy, I'm gonna pick you clean." (Shame, it's a shame.)
CHORUS
Oh!
Henry said, "Don't you mess that pile," (Shame, it's a shame.)
Had three aces 'n' he had five. (Shame, it's a shame.)
CHORUS
Shame, it's a shame.
(repeat 5x)
SIDE O' THE ROAD (J.C. Fogerty)
(instrumental)
SINISTER PURPOSE (J.C. Fogerty)
When the sky is gray
And the moon is hate
I'll be down to get you.
Roots of earth will shake.
CHORUS:
Sinister Purpose
Knockin' at your door;
Come and take my hand.
Burn away the goodness;
You and I remain.
Did you see the last war?
Well, here I am again.
CHORUS
I can set you free,
Make you rich and wise.
We can live forever;
Look into my eyes.
CHORUS
Mm-mm-mm-mm....
SOMEDAY NEVER COMES (J.C. Fogerty)
First thing I remember was askin' papa, "Why?",
For there were many things I didn't know.
And Daddy always smiled; took me by the hand,
Sayin', "Someday you'll understand."
CHORUS:
Well, I'm here to tell you now each and ev'ry mother's son
You better learn it fast; you better learn it young,
'Cause, "Someday" Never Comes."
Well, time and tears went by and I collected dust,
For there were many things I didn't know.
When Daddy went away, he said, "Try to be a man,
And, Someday you'll understand."
CHORUS
And then, one day in April, I wasn't even there,
For there were many things I didn't know.
A son was born to me; Mama held his hand,
Sayin' "Someday you'll understand."
CHORUS
Think it was September, the year I went away,
For there were many things I didn't know.
And I still see him standing, try'n' to be a man;
I said, "Someday you'll understand."
CHORUS
Mmmm-mmmm-mmmm....
SUSIE- Q (Hawkins/Lewis/Broadwater)
Oh, Susie Q, Oh, Susie Q,
Oh, Susie Q, Baby I love you, Susie Q.
I like the way you walk, I like the way you talk;
I like the way you walk, I like the way you talk, Susie Q.
Well, say that you'll be true, well, say that you'll be true,
Well, say that you'll be true, and never leave me blue, Susie Q.
Well, say that you'll be mine, well, say that you'll be mine,
Well, say that you'll be mine, baby all the time, Susie Q.
Who Do True Two You Blue Who (*)
Oh Susie Q, Oh Susie Q,
Oh Susie Q, Baby I love you, Susie Q.
I like the way you walk, I like the way you talk,
I like the way you walk, I like the way you talk, Susie Q.
Oh Susie Q, Oh susie Q,
Oh Susie Q, Baby I love you, Susie Q.
I Tried My Own Smile Real Deal Ring Sing (*)
(* - Matt Loewen's interpretations of the chanting)
SWEET HITCH-HIKER (J.C. Fogerty)
Was Ridin' along side the highway, rollin' up the country side.
Thinkin' I'm the devil's heatwave, what you burn in your crazy mind?
Saw a slight distraction standin' by the road;
She was smilin' there, yellow in her hair;
Do you wanna, I was thinkin', would you care.
CHORUS:
Sweet Hitch-a-Hiker,
We could make music at the Greasy King.
Sweet Hitch-a-Hiker,
Won't you ride on my fast machine?
Cruisin' on thru the junction, I'm flyin' 'bout the speed of sound,
Noticin' peculiar function, I ain't no roller coaster show me down.
I turned away to see her, Woa! she caught my eye,
But I was rollin' down, movin' too fast;
Do you wanna, She was thinkin' can it last.
CHORUS
Was busted up along the highway, I'm the saddest ridin' fool alive.
Wond'ring if you're goin' in my way, won't you give a poor boy a ride?
Here she comes a ridin', Lord, She's flyin' high.
But she was rollin' down, movin' too fast;
Do you wanna, She was thinkin' can I last.
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TAKE IT LIKE A FRIEND (S. Cook)
If maybe you'd move over,
Gave someone else a chance to try their luck;
Instead, you run up closer,
Try'n to grab a page before they close the book.
CHORUS:
It was over 'fore it started, seemed so long when we began
Hope you take it like a friend.
It's a shame to see you cryin' , wouldn't think to way back when,
Looks like I'll never hear the end.
Thought you had the honor,
Took special pride in all your well laid plans.
Forgot about the others,
We moved out t'ward the light showin' empty hands.
CHORUS
Ah, put the boot down! Mm-hm!
Love to be the winner.
Gather up your chips in time to cash 'em in.
We're all lookin' thinner,
Playin' cards too close for either one to win.
CHORUS
Woa oh oh oh ...
It's a shame to see you cryin', wouldn't think to way back when,
Hope you take it like a friend.
Yeah eah eah eah...
TEARIN' UP THE COUNTRY (D. Clifford)
Playin' a pavilion on the outskirts of town,
Playin' where my roller derby rolls.
Just a part time music man, A nobody at the plant,
I'm Tearin' Up The Country with a song.
Mom and Papa told me "Son, you gotta go to school;
Only way to make the fam'ly proud."
I paid no attention, left my books at home,
Rather play my music real loud.
Tearin' Up The Country with a song.
Tearin' Up The Country with a song.
I paid no attention, left my books at home,
Rather play my music real loud.
Play it loud, now! Woo!
Tearin' Up The Country with a song.
Tearin' Up The Country with a song.
I paid no attention, left my books at home,
Rather play my music real loud.
Ran into a dry spell, seemed nowhere to go.
Good luck turned the tide, I'm on my way.
I remember loadin' big trucks when the summer sun was hot,
You know I could still be there, but I'm not.
Tearin' Up The Country with a song.
Tearin' Up The Country with a song.
I remember loadin' big trucks when the summer sun was hot,
You know I could still be there, but I'm not.
Tearin' Up The Country with a song.
I'm tearin' Up The Country with a song.
I remember loadin' big trucks when the summer sun was hot,
You know I could still be there, but I'm not.
TOMBSTONE SHADOW (J.C. Fogerty)
Tombstone Shadow, stretchin' across my path.
Tombstone Shadow, stretchin' across my path.
Ev'ry time I get some good news, Ooh,
There's a shadow on my back.
Saw the gypsy man, 'way down in San Berdoo.
Said, I saw the gypsy man, 'way down in San Berdoo.
Five dollars on the table, Ooh,
Keep me 'way from my tomb.
Oh! Oh!
Said I got thirteen months of bad luck,
Bound to be some pain.
Don't you do no trav'lin',
Fly in no machines.
Tombstone Shadow, stretchin' across my path.
Ev'ry time I get some good news, Ooh,
There's a shadow on my back.
The man gave me a luck charm, Cost five dollars more,
Said, "Put some on your pillow, and put some on your door."
He said, "Take a long vacation, Ooh,
For thirteen months or more."
Oh, Lord!
Tombstone Shadow, stretchin' across my path.
Tombstone Shadow, stretchin' across my path.
Ev'ry time I get some good news, Ooh,
There's a shadow on my back.
Oh, oh, Lord!
Oh, Lord!
TRAVELIN' BAND (J.C. Fogerty)
Seven Thirty Seven comin' out of the sky.
Oh! Won't you take me down to Memphis on a midnight ride,
I wanna move.
CHORUS:
Playin' in a Travelin' Band. Yeah!
Well, I'm flyin' 'cross the land, try'in' to get a hand,
Playin' in a Travelin' Band.
Take me to the hotel, Baggage gone, oh, well.
Come on, come on, won't you get me to my room,
I wanna move.
CHORUS
Listen to the radio, Talkin' 'bout the last show.
Someone got excited, Had to call the State Militia,
Wanna move.
CHORUS
Oh! WOW!
Here we come again on a Saturday night
Oh with your fussin' and a fightin'
Won't you get me to the rhyme,
I wanna move.
CHORUS
Oh! WOW!
Oh! I'm playin' in a Travelin' Band;
Playin' in a Travelin' Band.
Won't you get me, take me hand
Well, I'm playin' in a Travelin' Band,
Well, I'm flyin' 'cross the land.
Tryin' to get a hand,
Playin' in a Travelin' Band, OH! WOW!
Hey!
UP AROUND THE BEND (J.C. Fogerty)
There's a place up ahead and I'm goin' just as fast as my feet can fly
Come away, come away if you're goin', leave the sinkin' ship behind.
CHORUS:
Come on the risin' wind, we're goin' up around the bend.
Ooh!
Bring a song and a smile for the banjo, better get while the gettin's good,
Hitch a ride to the end of the highway where the neons turn to wood.
CHORUS
Oooh!
You can ponder perpetual motion, fix your mind on a crystal day,
Always time for a good conversation, there's an ear for what you say.
CHORUS
Yeah!
Oooh!
Catch a ride to the end of the highway and we'll meet by the big red tree,
There's a place up ahead and I'm goin', come along, come along with me.
CHORUS
Yeah!
Do do doo do...
WALK ON THE WATER (T. Fogerty & J.C. Fogerty)
Late last night, I went for a walk,
Down by the river near my home.
Couldn't believe, with my own eyes,
And I swear I'll never leave my home again.
I saw a man walking on the water.
Coming right at me from the other side.
Calling out my name; "Do not be afraid."
Feet begin to run, pounding in my brain;
I don't want to go; I don't want to go.
No, no, no, no, no...
I don't want to go.
Mmmmmmm...
WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO (D. Clifford)
When you are alone,
You come back cryin' and you want to go home;
For someone forgettin' it seems
Like you're lettin' it take you away from me.
Was your idea to pack up and go.
You said you had no life of your own.
Movin' in was not too hard to do.
Ya got second thoughts; you're gonna have to choose.
CHORUS:
What are you gonna do ?
Forget about your mother and think about you.
For someone forgettin' it seems
Like you're lettin' it take you away from me.
Told you all the secrets that were mine.
The good things that I picked up overtime.
Won't accept the reason why you're here;
Talk things out; overcome the fear.
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Thought that I was all that you need,
You told me things I wanted to believe.
You know that leaving me would be wrong;
Stay with me, I'll help you to be strong.
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WHO'LL STOP THE RAIN (J.C. Fogerty)
Long as I remember The rain been comin' down.
Clouds of myst'ry pourin' Confusion on the ground.
Good men through the ages, Tryin' to find the sun;
And I wonder, Still I wonder, Who'll stop the rain.
I went down Virginia, Seekin' shelter from the storm.
Caught up in the fable, I watched the tower grow.
Five year plans and new deals, Wrapped in golden chains.
And I wonder, Still I wonder Who'll stop the rain.
Heard the singers playin', How we cheered for more.
The crowd had rushed together, Tryin' to keep warm.
Still the rain kept pourin', Fallin' on my ears.
And I wonder, Still I wonder Who'll stop the rain.
THE WORKING MAN (J.C. Fogerty)
Well, I was born on a Sunday; On Thursday I had me a job.
I was born on a Sunday; By Thursday I was workin' out on the job.
I ain't never had no day off since I learned right from wrong.
Mama said I was bad, I did something to her head.
Mama said I was bad, I did something to her head.
And poppa threw me out, ooh, said, "I gotta earn my own way."
CHORUS:
I ain't never been in trouble;
I ain't got the time.
I don't mess around with magic, child.
What I got is mine.
Whatever you say, Lord, well, that's what I'm gonna do.
Whatever you say, well, that's what I'm gonna do.
'Cause I'm the Working Man, Lord, and I do the job for you.
CHORUS
Every Friday, well, that's when I get paid.
Don't take me on Friday, Lord, 'cause that's when I get paid.
Let me die on Saturday night, ooh, before Sunday gets my head.
WROTE A SONG FOR EVERYONE (J.C. Fogerty)
Met myself a comin' county welfare line.
I was feelin' strung out, Hung out on the line.
Saw myself a goin', down to war in June.
All I want, All I want is to write myself a tune.
CHORUS:
Wrote A Song For Ev'ryone,
Wrote a song for truth.
Wrote A Song For Ev'ryone
And I couldn't even talk to you.
Got myself arrested, Wound me up in jail.
Richmond 'bout to blow up, Communication failed.
If you see the answer, now's the time to say.
All I want, All I want is to get you down to pray.
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Saw the people standin' thousand years in chains.
Somebody said it's diff'rent now, look, it's just the same.
Pharoahs spin the message, round and round the truth.
They could have saved a million people, How can I tell you?
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