Robin Trower Confessin’ Midnight

Midnight and the jailer’s watching

Thin dime can buy a soul

Midnight come and get me

In time you will start to know

Justified in satisfying

Your every sweet desire

Justified in satisfying

your every sweet desire

Midnight black cat creeping

Headlights straight up ahead

While I watch the shadows

Sleep tight my sleepy-head

Justified in satisfying

Your every sweet desire

Justified in satisfying

your every sweet desire

Midnight steam is rising

Got no self-control

Midnight beast is raging

In time you will start to know

You’re justified in satisfying

Your every sweet desire

But don’t you ever wonder

if there could be something higher?

Higher…

Robin Trower King Of The Dance

I was raised in the ghetto

And the floor was my bed

The rhythm of the streets

Was my daily bread

It’s a restless situation

And each day’s a game of chance

‘Cause when you dance in the streets

For a nickel or a dime

You learn how to move, babe

You learn how to shine

And if you shine like a star

They’ll call you king of the dance

So come on, come on get up on the floor

Come on, come on dance me some more

Come on take a chance

Be the king of the dance

I’m gonna dance for the world

I ain’t never gonna stop

It’s a long way down

When you’re looking from the top

And if you shine like a star

They’ll call you king of the dance

So come on, come on get up on the floor

Come on, come on dance me some more

Come on take a chance, baby

Be the king of the dance

Come on, come on, get up on the floor

Come on, come on dance me some more

Come on take a chance, yeah

Be the king of the dance, yeah

I was raised in the ghetto

And the floor was my bed

The rhythm of the streets

Was my daily bread

It’s a restless situation

Every day’s a game of chance

Come on, come on get up on the floor

Come on, come on dance me some more

Come on take a chance, yes

Be the king of the dance

Yeah come on, come on, get up on the floor

Come on, come on dance me some more

Come on take a chance

Be the king of the dance, yes, yes

Come on, come on now get up on the floor

Come on, come on and dance me some more

Come on take a chance

Be the king of the dance

Robin Trower Into The Flame

One moment of madness

One leap into the flame

One moment of sadness

A fleeting glimpse, a lifetime’s pain

Now fate has cast its spell

You’ve only got yourself to blame

One brief blinding vision

One cut against the grain

One brief fear of decision

So much to lose so much to gain

You tangled with the dice

You made your sacrifice in vain

Now fate has cast its spell

You’ve only got yourself to blame

Robin Trower Bad Time

If you need a car to drive

Take my key

Need some honey in your hive

Well I’m your bee

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Well I’m giving it all, it’s never enough

The way you play ball is a little too rough

You picked a bad time to put me down

If you’re looking for a home

My house is yours

Need a dog to bring your bone

I’m down on all fours

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50 million, 50 cents

Just put it down to experience

Make a touchdown, hit the goal

Just give me back my soul

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Robin Trower Born Under A Bad Sign

Born under a bad sign,

I’ve been down since I began to crawl.

If it wasn’t for bad luck,

I wouldn’t have no luck at all.

Bad luck and trouble been my only friend,

I’ve been down ever since I was ten.

Born under a bad sign,

I’ve been down since I began to crawl.

If it wasn’t for bad luck,

I wouldn’t have no luck at all.

Never learned to read

Don’t know how to write,

My only life has been one long fight.

Born under a bad sign,

I’ve been down since I began to crawl.

If it wasn’t for bad luck,

I wouldn’t have no luck at all.

You know, wine and whiskey may be all I crave,

And one of these days they’ll take me to my grave.

Born under a bad sign,

I’ve been down since I began to crawl.

If it wasn’t for bad luck,

I wouldn’t have no luck at all.

Bad luck boy,

Had bad luck all my days.

Robin Trower Bluebird

Sittin in the wood alone

On silver tree that turned to stone

Branches growin overhead

Make your house and feather bed

Shiny beak and shiny eyes

Join the winter paradise

Singin to the settin sun

Prayin for the day thats done

Growin quieter as you watch the snow

Fallin down, down, down, down

If you want to know his heart

Listen, listen to the bluebird sing

If I had a voice like thine

Melody like summer wine

From sunshine islands, I would bring

Music to the newborn king

Growin quieter as you watch the snow

Fallin down, down, down, down

If you want to know his heart

Listen, listen to the bluebird sing

Growin quieter as you watch the snow

Fallin down, down, down, down

If you want to know his heart

Listen, listen to the bluebird sing

Do, do, do

Do, do, do

Do, do, do

Robin Trower Little Bit Of Sympathy

The light is strong and the man is weak

And the world walks in between

So rise above on the wings of love

See and let yourself be seen

See and let yourself be seen

So fill your cup and drink it on up

For tomorrow never comes

If you wield the rod, answer to your God

But me I’ll be up and gone

I’ll be up and gone, gone

I’ll be up and a gone

If the sea was glass and the land all gone

Would you still be a friend to me

When my time has passed, is it to much to ask

For a little bit of sympathy

Just a little bit of sympathy lord

A little bit of sympathy

A little bit of sympathy lord yeah

Little bit of sympathy

Little bit of sympathy

A little bit of sympathy

A little bit of sympathy

A little bit of sympathy

Robin Trower Hannah

Hannah, walking in beauty, like the night

Hannah, soft as the early morning light

Nothing I do, brings me to you

Hannah, let me love you

Hannah, distance surrounds you everwhere

Hannah, living in memories I can’t share

Living a life, wide as the sky

Hannah, mmmm let me love you

Hannah, queen of my nights, light of my day

Hannah, slowly the hours fade away

Wishes for you, never came true

Hannah, mmm let me love you

Let me love you

Got to love you

Mmmmm, love you

Love you

Robin Trower It’s Only Money

Call me brother,

All the while back stabbing me;

Sister, mother,

Some of these in misery

It’s only money,

And money don’t satisfy

My wine to water,

Yes, my gold you turned to dust

Go to your altar

We not forgive where evil must

It’s only money,

And money don’t satisfy

Call me gypsy,

But to survive is in my blood

Call me gypsy,

Break my skin but not my blood

It’s only money

It’s only money

It’s only money

Robin Trower Roads To Freedom

A gypsy sings

Of birds with broken wings

And painted wheels

That never roll

Who hears the sighs?

Who stole his paradise?

Who took the fire

From his soul?

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And where are the roads to freedom?

Where is the life his father knew?

Where is the love, where is the joy?

And tell me, where are the roads to freedom?

Now truth or lies

Who hears the soldier cry?

He was the hero

Of the war

But no one comes near

He sheds a lonely tear

And wonders

What it all was for

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