J.J.Cale – Grasshopper (1982)

City Girls
Devil In Disguise
One Step Ahead Of The Blues
You Keep Me Hanging On
Downtown L.A.
Can't Live Here
Grasshopper
Drifters Wife
Don't Wait
A Thing Goin' On
Nobody But You
Mississippi River
Does Your Mama Like To Reggae?
Dr. Jive


City Girls
(J.J.Cale)

City girls they're all right
They just want you for the night
But when the morning comes at dawn
City girls they all gone
You know the daylight can be sad
When you feel that you've been had
Only night time brings the price
City girl she thinks it's right
What's a poor boy going to do
If he wants a girl like you
Can't afford no diamond rings
Or all those other fancy things
Only one thing I can give
A song down where you live
I'll sing to you hear the sound
City girl please stay around
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Devil In Disguise
(J.J.Cale)
>From the California shore to New York City
The beat don't never stop
You can hear it on the radio anywhere you go
It's steady as the rhythm of a clock
It cuts through the noise of the city life
It won't seem to go away
It's the devil in disguise I tell you no lies
My fingers do the walking everyday
Yonder comes a young girl she wants to take a whirl
She thinks it's all a dream
She got rock and roll way down in her soul
She wants to know where's the limousine
Get up honey let your mama sit down
You're too young anyway
The devil in disguise give her the price
Then you can carry her away
When the road I travel starts to unravel
Every which way it goes
The beat starts to press on my bullet proof vest
And my high turns out to be low
Give me my guitar I'm going to go far
Let me see it let me hold it in my hand
I'm the devil in disguise I tell you no lies
I'm playing in a rock 'n roll band.
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One Step Ahead Of The Blues
(Roger Tillison)
I ain't high on cocaine
I don't need the pain
It's bad for your brain and that's true
I ain't droppin' no games
I ain't playin' no games
I'm just one step ahead of the blues
One step ahead of the blues
>From Memphis to Reno
>From New York to Tokyo
I'll try to come through for you
I won't do you in
I ain't no fairweather friend
I'm just one step ahead of the blues
One step ahead of the blues
I don't rob, I don't steal
I ain't beggin' no meal
I ain't driven to drink, I'm no fool
I don't run with the crown
I don't talk big and loud
I'm just one step ahead of the blues
One step ahead of the blues
I've been under a spell
I ain't been feelin' well
I've been in a shell, and that's true
Dealin' with a curse
But it couldn't be worse
I've been one step ahead of the blues
One step ahead of the blues
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You Keep Me Hanging On
(J.J.Cale)
Every time I stop awhile and think about your sweet smile
I can't do nothing else all day
The way that you wink your eye every time you walk by
Baby what can I say
You keep me hanging on
I can't get nothing else on
When the evening rolls around
And there ain't nobody around
Baby, I think of you
Of all the stars at night
None can match the brilliant light
That I see in your eyes
The humble warmth, the glow
Baby child I know,
I still think of you
If I could hold you
Just one time
Stop that moment in my mind
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Downtown L.A.
(J.J.Cale)
Downtown L.A. is a depressing place
You can see young men with deep lines in their face
They could all be something if somebody cared
But nobody knows they're even down there
Old woman walking with a sack on her back
Picking up the garbage people put out back
Men down there trying to walk the line
Trading their soul for a bottle of wine
In the inner city it ain't no good
It's a long, long way from Hollywood
Bad kind of people got a hold of the street
They got something that the poor people need
At two in the morning they bust your head
Fat chance walking you'll end up dead
It's the law of the jungle with a gun and a knife
If you stay long enough you lose your life
Man down there he couldn't be lying
He was sleeping in the street and he couldn't keep from crying
Said he'd been there for twenty one years
Through the bars and the brawls and the blues and the tears
Prop up the front the back falls down
All around the canyons of L.A. town
When he asked me for a dollar I looked him in his face
Downtown L.A. is a depressing place.
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Can't Live Here
(J.J.Cale)
Well you can't live here like this anymore
No you can't live here like this anymore
No you can't live here like this
Cause your man he ain't gonna like it
No you can't live here like this anymore
What's your mama gonna say about you when you get home
What's your mama gonna say about you when you get home
She's gonna whip your butt for sure now
She's gonna wonder what you do now
What's your mama gonna say about you when you get home
You better slip on across that fence where you belong
You better get on back there quick before they know you're gone
No you can't live here like this
Cause your people ain't gonna like it
No you can't live here like this anymore
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Grasshopper
(J.J.Cale)
    (intrumental)
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Drifters Wife
(J.J.Cale)
Had me a woman down in Tennessee
Oh she used to love me
Free fever got me and I had to go
I never seen that woman no more
New York City is a place I been
I was there one time with a travellin' band
Young girl there wanted me to stay
I think she wanted me to play
Roll it out, roll it in
Here we go down the road again
Drifters life is a drifters wife
Don't say I didn't tell you so
Travellin' man now he don't know
Only what he hears on the radio
Politics and money don't bother him
Only good lookin' women and a bottle of gin
Portland, Oregon, to the Mexican line
Boy let me tell you the women are fine
If you don't hang around there very long
They'll never ever know you're gone
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Don't Wait
(J.J.Cale)
Don't wait, don't wait
Don't wait for the good times to come
We got 'em right here, we're on the run
Don't wait, don't wait
Going back, going back
Going way back, back in time
Another place, another mind
Going back, going back
Walk on, walk on
Walk on straight ahead
Don't look around, don't turn your head
Walk on, walk on
Fly away, fly away
Fly away away with me
I never been so flying free
Fly away, fly away
Bye bye, bye bye
Please don't ever say
You're leaving me, you're going away
Bye bye, bye bye
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A Thing Goin' On
(J.J.Cale)
Look here we got a thing going on
Never fear we got a thing going on
Ain't nothing to it
Got to get down and do it
I tell you the truth
Ain't jivin' you
Lord, Lord, we got a thing going on
Something in this place
It's on every face
It's catching fever
You just can't leave her
Look here we got a thing going on
Never fear we got a thing going on
What we gonna do
We're gonna roll through
Do it right, keep it light
Lord, Lord, we got a thing going on
Look here we got a thing going on
Never fear we got a thing going on
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Nobody But You
(J.J.Cale)
Nobody but you in my dreams at night
Nobody but you in my thoughts
Nobody but you in my dreams at night
Without you I am lost, without you I am lost
Can't seem to sleep after the sun goes down
Walking the streets is all I do
If you ever look you'll find me hanging 'round
Nobody but you, nobody but you
Nobody but you in my dreams at night
Nobody but you in my thoughts
Nobody but you in my dreams at night
Without you I am lost, without you I am lost
Without you I am lost
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Mississippi River
(J.J.Cale)
Mississippi River railroad track
Want to go to Memphis get my baby back
Get me a motorcycle take off tomorrow
If it don't run I'll get me a car
Fill that car with gasoline
Do anything just to see her again
Mississippi River railroad track
Want to go to Memphis get my baby back
Walking down the highway
Thumbing down the road
Got to get there
How I don't know
Uphill, downhill, just around the bend
Got to go to Memphis see my baby again
Leaving in the morning
I cannot wait
Got to go to Memphis
See my baby today
Get me a ticket fly on a cloud
Airplane, airplane help me out
Mississippi River railroad track
Want to go to Memphis get my baby back
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Does Your Mama Like To Reggae?
(J.J.Cale and Christine Lakeland)
Does your mama like to reggae
Does your mama like to reggae
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Does your mama like to reggae
You gotta come on home to the city
Down in Jamaica way
Better come home to the city
Down in Jamaica way
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Does she dance it for you daily
Watch it, watch it
Does she dance it for you daily when you want it
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Does your mama like to reggae
Does your mama like to reggae
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Dr. Jive
(J.J.Cale)
    (Instrumental)
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