Leon Russell Home Sweet Oklahoma

When I was a young man barely seventeen

I went on out to Hollywood chasing my dream

And dusty Oklahoma was all I’d ever seen

And I was getting older

The memories of the greyhound

Fade and quickly pass

In the lonely restaurant windows

And the empty hourglass

Reflect the human hunger

For the questions never asked

And I only had my time for spending

But I’m goin’ on back to Tulsa just one more time

Yes, I’m goin’ on back to Tulsa just one more time

Yes, I’m goin’ on back to Tulsa just one more time

I’ve got home sweet Oklahoma on my mind

Oh, I’m growing younger now

And how I just don’t know

But the feeling’s much more happy

And life it’s nice and slow

The past is just some photographs

Of the good friends that I know

And my love is so much better

Yes it is

Yeah, I’m goin’ on back to Tulsa one more time

Yes, I’m goin’ on down to Tulsa just one more time

Yes, I’m goin’ on back to Tulsa one more time

Oh, I’ve got home sweet Oklahoma on my mind

I’m goin’ on back to Tulsa one more time

Yes, I’m goin’ on down to Tulsa just one more time

Yes, I’m goin’ on back to Tulsa one more time

Yeah, I’ve got home sweet Oklahoma on my mind

Leon Russell Georgia On My Mind

Georgia, Georgia

The whole day through

Just an old sweet song

Keeps Georgia on my mind

Georgia, Georgia

A song of you

Comes as sweet and clear

As just like a moonlight through the pines

Other arms reach out to me

Other eyes smile tenderly

Still in peaceful dreams I see

The road leads back to you

Georgia, Georgia

No peace I find

Just an old sweet song

Keeps Georgia on my mind

Other arms reach out to me

Other eyes smile tenderly

Still in peaceful dreams I see

The road leads back to you

Woah, Georgia, Georgia

No peace I find

Just an old, sweet song

Keeps Georgia on my mind

Just an old sweet song

Keeps Georgia on my mind

Leon Russell She Smiles Like A River

Well she smiles just like a river

Rolling softly to the sea.

When she blows away my problems

She helps to take, take a little weight off me.

When she’s happy, I’m in heaven.

If she’s down, she’ll never say.

‘Cause she knows I’m treading water.

Guess she feels I’m better off that way.

But when sadness overcomes me; I’m blinded by the night,

She takes my hand and leads me to the light.

And she whispers in the morning; she knows the words to say

To keep me looking forward to the new day.

So I try just to be her lover

And I hope she understands

When I hurt her or make her crazy

That I’m just an ordinary man.

Yeah she smiles just like a river

Flowing softly to the sea.

When she blows away my problems

She helps to take a little weight off me.

Leon Russell We Three Kings

We three kings of Orient are,

Bearing gifts we traverse afar

Field and fountain, moor and mountain

Following yonder star.

O star of wonder, star of night,

Star with royal beauty bright,

Westward leading, still proceeding,

Guide us to thy perfect light.

Born a King on Bethlehem’s plain:

Gold I bring to crown him again,

King forever, ceasing never,

Over us all to reign.

O star of wonder, star of night,

Star with royal beauty bright,

Westward leading, still proceeding,

Guide us to thy perfect light.

Leon Russell Monkey Suit

If you’re looking for the glory

You think that you might find

In a bullet-riddled stolen car

On a back road in the pines

If it’s round just like a medal

On a tired old man of war

Or hidden like that Burma Star

In my dad’s bottom drawer

Look at you in your monkey suit

Driving south, nothing left to prove

You come back here in your cowboy boots

Dressed to kill in your monkey suit

Every pose you strike, every frame they shoot

Shows you dressed to kill in your monkey suit

Build your ladder to the moon

Beat on that sacred drum

Trample on the hands of those

That cling to every rung

Every seed you crush beneath

Like stone ground in a mill

You never drew a decent breath

But you’re just dressed to kill

Look at you in your monkey suit

Driving south, nothing left to prove

You come back here in your cowboy boots

Dressed to kill in your monkey suit

Every pose you strike, every frame they shoot

Shows you dressed to kill in your monkey suit

Look at you in your monkey suit

Driving south, nothing left to prove

You come back here in your cowboy boots

Dressed to kill in your monkey suit

Every pose you strike, every frame they shoot

Shows you dressed to kill in your monkey suit

Leon Russell My Kind Of Hell

Your hot coffee & my black tea

I don’t know about that

Oh guess we choose to disagree

But I like your pork pie hat

Well your sister always came between us

Claiming she was best

But she hitched a ride to a diplomat

& she moved to Bucharest

While we just sat around an round

Like a dolpha in a bed

[Chorus]

I can’t say I ever liked you much

But you’re my kind of hell

Oh can’t say I ever liked you much

But you’re my kind of hell

Battle ins field & new york streets

Were watching from a bridge

But what the theif an you said made no sense

To even stole them anyway

Oh a living cheap in an old hotel

Eating rice & beans

Stayin up late takin a bottle each

With a couple of Times Square queens

We just turned the heat up

On the stories we could tell

[Chorus]

I can’t say I ever liked you much

But you’re my kind of hell

Oh I can’t say I ever liked you much

But you’re my kind of hell

[Instrumental]

Now I’m sunbathing in the sun

Was always on my mind

But you tanned from the inside out

Drinking coco butter wine

While you sold your past life

Baptist fire was making plans to leave

But you trapped me that ball his bell?

On another new years eve

So I give it up for what it’s worth

Crawling to your shell

[Chorus]

I can’t say I ever liked you

But you’re my kind of hell

Oh I can’t say I ever liked you much

But you’re my kind of hell

Leon Russell Shootout On The Plantation

Junior and the drummer are fighting

About a woman in the neighborhood

Oh, the drummer never hit a bad lick in his life

And Junior never hit any good

Yeah, the colonel said that women are for loving, not fighting,

But that didn’t clear the air

‘Cause Junior’s still living in the blackboard jungle

With his Elvis Presley hair

Yeah, the drummer’s got the drum, the colonel’s got the gun

And Junior’s only got a knife, he’d better run

It’s a shootout on the plantation, it’s so hard to understand

Why do some people have to hurt somebody?

The firewater’s not the villain.

Oh the last one to kiss is the first to shoot

And stabbing your friends is such a drag to boot

It’s a shootout on the plantation

Oh, heaven help Mister Swan, yeah. (help me)

And the cold steel blade is shining

Enough to cause your blood to freeze

But the drummer is drumming a Rolling Stones’ number

On Junior’s head and on his knees

Oh, Oklahoma’s lonesome cowboys are turned on in Tinsel Town

I knew there’d be some cameras rolling if Andy was standing around.

[Chorus]

Won’t somebody help me

You gotta help me, help me, help me..

Why don’t you help me, help me?

Why don’t you tell me about it?

Why don’t you scream and shout it?

Won’t you help your mister?

Won’t you kiss your sister?

Leon Russell Cajun Love Song

Whoa, mama catch a little fishy, papa catch two

Well, back in the bayou it’s-a fishin’ time

Workin’ together on a bottle of wine

We’ll go down to Thibodeaux tonight

Go roun’, go roun’, lil’ Alice blue gown

We’ll soon be together on the bayou sundown

We’ll jaw jambalaya, and sing all night long

Me and my baby and a Cajun love song

Now I can remember when Alice first came

From Lake Charles to see me at Pontchartrain

But my heart beats slower when she not around

The best things in life not the same

Go roun’, go roun’, lil’ Alice blue gown

We’ll soon be together on the bayou sundown

We’ll jaw jambalaya and sing all night long

Me and my baby and a Cajun love song

Sometimes I get lonely and I’m hurtin’ inside

When my Alice can’t understand

Like a dancer I saw in New Orlean’ one time

She makes me feel just like a man

Go roun’, go roun’, lil’ Alice blue gown

We’ll soon be together on the bayou sundown

We’ll jaw jambalaya and sing all night long

Me and my baby and a Cajun love song

Go roun’, go roun’, lil’ Alice blue gown

We’ll soon be together on the bayou sundown

We’ll jaw jambalaya and sing all night long

Me and my baby and a Cajun love song

Leon Russell I Put A Spell On You

1, 2, 1, 2, 3

1, 2, 1, 2

I put a spell on you (I put a spell on you)

I put a spell on you (I put a spell on you)

I put a spell on you (I put a spell on you)

I put a spell on you (I put a spell on you)

Mama, you gotta get yourself together

Find out what you’re gonna do

(I put a spell on you)

(I put a spell on you)

(I put a spell on you)

(I put a spell on you)

I put a spell on you (I put a spell on you)

I put a spell on you (I put a spell on you)

(I put a spell on you)

(I put a spell on you)

(I put a spell on you)

(I put a spell on you)

Leon Russell Down In Dixieland

Come on down to the river

Take me by the hand

We’ll go down to Louisiana

Then you’ll understand

When you hear that music

You think it’s heaven’s band

Whoa, no

Down in Dixieland

Let me buy you a fan

When the day is done

Stand here together, oh

Watching the setting sun

Catch me so depleted

Feeling like we can’t

Whoa, all together

Just down in Dixieland

Touch me in the night

Make everything alright

Make my heart feel like a drum

And I’ll know my time has come

Tell me all your stories and

Kiss me with your eyes

Make me feel a shouting

Take me and reel your eyes

We can’t live forever

But now we understand

Whoa, oh

Down in Dixieland

You get me, oh, completely,

Feeling like we can

Whoa, yeah,

That’s down in Dixieland

Down

Down

Down in

Dixie

Down

Down

Down in

Dixie

Down

Down

Down in

Dixie

But we’re down

Down

Down in

Dixie