The Robert Cray Band:
False Accusations



Porch Light
Change Of Heart, Change Of Mind (S.O.F.T.)
She's Gone
Playin' In The Dirt
I've Slipped Her Mind
False Accusations
The Last Time (I Get Burned Like This)
Payin' For It Now
Sonny

Porch Light
(D. Walker)
Midnight 
And her porchlight's on
The signal
That her man is gone
She'll open her back door wide
I'll slip down the alley, then slip inside

She's waiting
Just inside the door
In perfume
Probably nothing more
She'll greet me with her arms spread wide
Hit by the darkness, we'll fly, fly, fly

Standing here 
I feel just like a criminal 
Returning to the seen of the crime
Every time that we steal these loving hours
We promise that it will be the last time

(Guitar solo)

Sneak out
Just before the dawn
Knowing that we've done her man wrong
He's out working while we're at plays
And my conscious hounds me
The whole long day
Mmmmm

Sun down
My blood starts to stir
All my thoughts go back to her
At midnight my guilt will ease
And I'll be watching her porchlight
Begging please, please, please

Standing here 
I feel just like a criminal 
Returning to the seen of the crime, yeah, yeah, yeah
And every time that we steal these loving hours
When we're stealing, when we're stealing it
We promise that it will be the last time, yeah

(Guitar outro)
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Change Of Heart, Change Of Mind (S.O.F.T.)
(Robert Cray/Richard Cousins)
Same old funky thing
This time around, babe
You done messes up my groove
You came through like a hurricane

Could have had a change of heart
Could have had a change of mind
And it seems it's impossible
True love's so hard to find

You keep telling me
That I'm wasting time, babe
You keep telling me
You've got another on the line, babe

Could you have a change of heart
Could you have a change of mind
And it seems it's impossible
True love's so hard to find

But what I like about 'cha
Is hard to describe about 'cha
You've always been
Much more than a friend

Ohh, and I'd hate to lose you to some one else
Ohh, please, please, please
Can we try it again?

(Cool mellow guitar solo)

You must know how hard
A heartache is for me, babe
But you keep on with that same old funky thing, babe

Could have had a change of heart
Could have had a change of mind
And it seems it's impossible
True love's so hard to find

Same old funky thing
This time again, babe
You really messed up my groove
Same old funky thing, babe

But if you put love in your pocket
And hold on to it
Snap up the buttons   (?)
So you won't lose it

It won't seem so impossible
True lose is what you'll find

Could have had a change of heart
Could have had a change of mind
It won't seem so impossible
True love is what you'll find

Oh, it won't be so hard
To find a good thing, yes you will
Ohhh, I know if you try
If you try
If you try, try, try

Same old funky thing, babe
It's the same old funky thing, babe
Same old funky thing
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She's Gone
(D. Amy/Robert Cray/O. Washington/P. Boe)
(Guitar intro)

Mmmmmm

Standing in the doorway
She was crying
Big as life
She was waving me goodbye
The fool that I am
Saw it coming
Did not have to guess the reason why

She said again and again,
"I'll be going."
"And one day you're gonna be here alone."
And right now I'm starting to believe her
She just ain't leavin', she's gone

This ain't the first time
That I've been through this
I know the price I'm gonna pay, you see
I've got one ex-wife already
And I've got another on the way

(guitar solo)

She could always tell that I was lying
And God knows that I'd be lying all the time
And sitting here right now
You know that I'm dying
Cause I could not keep myself in line

And it's too late
I'm gonna need her
And the night's are getting cold and long
And I, never will forget that front door slamming
You know, because, 
She just ain't leaving, she's gone
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Playin' In The Dirt
(D. Amy/Robert Cray)
(Guitar intro)

Now, you know that I'm married
And baby, so are you
But right now we're not thinking
Past this little rendezvous

We both know what's gonna happen
Four people gonna get hurt           (?)
Cause it's bound to rub off on us
When we're playing in the dirt

You'll probably lose your husband
I know I'll lose my wife
You'd think that we'd know better
At this point in our lives

So we might as well enjoy it
Take it for what it's worth
Cause we're gonna get some on us
When we're playing in the dirt

(Guitar solo)

It's the same old common story
It's happening all around
Ain't no doubt about it
One more ship is going down

There ain't no escaping
All the troubles on this Earth
We're gonna come up muddy, muddy, muddy
When we're playing in the dirt

(Guitar outro with assorted screaming)
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I've Slipped Her Mind
(D. Walker)
I lit two brand-new candles
Set two glasses out for wine

Two hours ago
She was due here anytime
I'm starting to believe
I've slipped her mind

Friday night she's coming
Got the date circled in red

I've planned this night all day
High hopes, high hopes
Running through my head

Had big plans for love and romance
Ohhh, and I got the blues instead

Both candles just burned out
I sip the wine till it's gone
Called her place all evening
But the phone rings on and on

Two hours ago
She was due here any time

And I'm starting to believe, yeah
Ohhh, I've slipped her mind

(Soulful Guitar solo)

Both candles just burned out
Drank the wine till it's gone
Called her place all evening
The phone rings on and on

Two hours ago
She was due here any time

And I believe, I believe, I believe
I've slipped her mind

I believe, I believe
Ohhhh, that I've slipped her mind

Ohhh, no, no
Don't tell me that this is it
I've planned this night all day, baby

How can you be so cold to Young Bob?

No, no, no, no
No, two hours ago
And it's been five
No, no
I can't take this anymore
I'm just about to give up on the whole damn thing
No, no
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False Accusations
(D. Walker/Robert Cray/Richard Cousins)
(Organ intro)

False accusations
Led to a fight
I was so wrong
She's gone tonight

I was so wrong
I can see it now

Jealously had twisted me somehow

Yes it did, and I know it did

False accusations
I can't take back
My mouth was moving
Ohh, but you know that my mind was off track

I was so wrong
She's gone now

Jealously had twisted me somehow
Yes it did

Jealousy, jealousy
It's got me so mad
Red is all I see         (?)

I heard one rumor, let my anger fly
But she had an air-tight allabi   (sp?)

(Guitar solo)

Jealousy, jealousy
It's got me so mad
Red is all I see         (?)

I heard one rumor, let my anger fly
But she had an air-tight allabi   (sp?)

Hey, hey, hey

False accusations
Made her so mad
She packed the few
Good things we had

I was so wrong, yeah, yeah
I can see it now

Jealously had twisted me somehow
Yes it did, and I know it did

You know that I made
False accusations

False
Accusations

(Guitar outro)
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The Last Time (I Get Burned Like This)
(Robert Cray)
Do you wonder, do you think
That every time that I leave my house
That I'm sneakin' around

But if I am it should mean nothing to you
Since you put me down

And it'll be the last time
That I'll get burned like this

I've lost your love again
That's all right
You think that I'll be knocking on your time
Again tonight

It'll be the last time
That I'll get burned like this

Sit all alone
In front of the TV
No one comes over
Nobody calls me

And I lay there
Ohh, with my head in my hands
Hopin' and prayin' that tonight
I'll see your face again

Tomorrow's the start
Of a brand new day
And all the lessons that I've learned
Will help to pave my way

And it'll be the last time
That I get burned like this

(Mournful guitar solo)

It'll be the last time
That I get burned like this

The last time
That I get burned like this

I swear
Ohhhh

The last time
That I get burned like this

Mmmmmm
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Payin' For It Now
(D. Amy/Robert Cray)
Met her in a night club
Alvey's hideaway    (??)

I could tell by looking at her
That she had come to play

Bought her three gin and tonics  (?)
And we told each other lies

Then I headed to the motel
With my little prize

And I'm payin' for it now
Payin' for it now

She's gone and so's my wallet
And I'm payin' for it now

Girl took off, and took all my duckets    (??)

Then I ran into Maggie
Old friend of mine
She said, "Let's do some reminiscing"  
"Go and get some wine."

She could drink just like a sailor
Got as drunk as I could be
By the time the night was over, yeah
The joke it was on me

And I'm payin' for it now
Payin' for it now

She took me off the market
And I'm paying for it now

(Short guitar solo)

She was soft and friendly
And willing as can be
Had a pretty little tattoo
Right above her knee

I got it down to business
Then I fell asleep
She said I made her promises, promises
That she's expecting me to keep

And I'm payin' for it now
Payin' for it now

That girl was talkin' marriage
And I'm payin' for it now

(Saxophone solo)

Well I should have got suspicious
When she started acting nice
Should have read the signals
Should have thought about it twice

For eleven days running
She was cozy in the night    (??)
And when she laid it on me
You know, I didn't even fight

And I'm payin' for it now
Oh Lord, I'm payin' for it now

Here comes her mother with her suitcase
And I'm payin' for it now

No, not my mother-in-law
Jeez, her daughter         (??)

No, no, no
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Sonny
(D. Amy/D. Walker)
(Guitar intro)

Sonny was my best friend
He got called to Vietnam

Sonny was my best friend
He went away to Vietnam

Said, "Watch out for my wife and baby"
"And I'll count on you when I'm gone."

I looked it every day   (?????)
Just like Sonny said

Ohhh, and I'm not sure just when
We both lost our heads

Then I'd hang around at night
And fill her lonely, lonely bed

(Painful guitar solo)

Sonny made it home
And he's proud of what he's done

Ohhh, but he can't walk too good, no
And he'll never see the sun

And his pain is just beginning
I'm so ashamed of what I've done

Sonny's pain is just beginning
I'm so ashamed of what I've done

(Guitar outro) 
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