Dreaming about my love You bring me joy and hours of happiness More or less I dream my life away Waiting for you to come Changing my life for you to
There's a full time reservation Made in a bar at the railway station. And there's a story, a kind of fable, On a card at the corner table. On it is a
(Dr. Isaiah Ross arr. by Cream) All right, all right, all right All right, all right, all right All right, all right, all right All right, all right
(Robert Johnson) From four until late I was wringing my hands and crying. From four until late I was wringing my hands and crying. I believe to my soul
(Jack Bruce and Pete Brow) ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, I feel free.(repeated 8 times) Feel when I dance with you, We move like the sea. You, you're all
(Skip James) I'm so glad, I'm so glad I'm glad, I'm glad, I'm glad I'm so glad, I'm so glad I'm glad, I'm glad, I'm glad I don't know what to do, I
(Jack Bruce) Driving in my car, smoking my cigar, The only time I'm happy's when I play my guitar. Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.* Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah. Singing
(Willie Dixon) Could fill spoons full of diamonds, Could fill spoons full of gold. Just a little spoon of your precious love Will satisfy my soul.
whistle Fireman rings that bell Engine driver blows that whistle Fireman rings that bell Well I didn't have time boys To bid my baby farewell [Live Cream
(Jack Bruce and Janet Godfrey) I'm a sleepy time baby, a sleepy time boy. Work only maybe, life is a joy. We'll have a sleepy time time. We'll have
(Colton and Smith) There's a full time reservation Made in a bar at the railway station, And there's a story, a kind of fable, On a card at the corner
(Jack Bruce and Pete Brown) Wrapping paper in the gutter Moving slowly as the wind on the sea, (Faces calling, waves moving) In your picture on a wall
(Ginger Baker and Janet Godfrey) Ba, ba, ba etc Who wants the worry, the hurry of city life. Money, nothing funny, wasting the best of our life. Sweet
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Cons there was absurdity, in Niece there was the shore in Monaco there were casinos, in Asia there was war and the pipers were American the peaches was fresh with cream
two cities, come out when the sun go down We officially not fuckin around Stuck in the ground, fitted with a suit in a pine box (hah!) with my fresh pressed
here we go (c'mon) Now stop, keep it jumpin' on the floo' (jump) Bust through the roof white bro (oh) Rose to the top we're the cream of the crop When
[Busta Rhymes] Yo me and my niggas and my clique be getting mad cream Balling the club, now I'm drunk having a bad dream This mothafucker tried to
