Line up:

Mark Farner - Guitar, Vocals
Don Brewer - Drums, Vocals
Mel Schacher - Bass
Craig Frost - Keyboards

Side A:
We're an American Band - 3:27
(Don Brewer)
Stop Lookin' Back - 4:52
(Don Brewer / Mark Farner)
Creepin' - 7:02
(Mark Farner)
Black Licorice - 4:45
(Don Brewer / Mark Farner)
	  

Side B:
The Railroad - 6:12
(Mark Farner)
Ain't Got Nobody - 4:26
(Don Brewer / Mark Farner)
Walk Like A Man - 4:05
(Don Brewer / Mark Farner)
Loneliest Rider - 5:17
(Mark Farner)
	

We're an American Band
Don Brewer

On the road for forty days,
Last night in Little Rock put me in a haze
Sweet, sweet Connie - doin' her act,
She had the whole show and that's a natural fact

Up all night with Freddy King,
I got to tell you poker's his thing
A booze 'n ladies keep me right,
As long as we can make it to the show tonight

We're an American band
We're an American band
We're coming to your town, we'll help you party it down
We're an American band

Four young chaquitas in Omaha,
Was waitin' for the band to return from the show
Feelin' good, feelin' right, it's Saturday night,
The hotel detective - he was out-a-sight

Now, these fine ladies, they had a plan,
They was out to meet the boys in the band
They said, "Come on, dudes, let's get it on,"
And we proceeded to tear that hotel down

We're an American band
We're an American band
We're coming to your town, we'll help you party it down
We're an American band

We're an American band
We're an American band
We're coming to your town, we'll help you party it down
We're an American band
...

Stop Lookin' Back
Don Brewer / Mark Farner

Stuck in the county jail,
Nobody here gonna' pay my bail
Thirty days with a smelly drunk,
A turn-key callin' me a dirty punk
I got to pick myself up, and stop lookin' back
And I've got to move straight ahead, stop lookin' back

Shoot for the stars when my eyes can't see the starlight
Reach for the sun in the night
Stop lookin' back at the times I was defeated,
I pick myself up, I move straight ahead, I stop lookin' back

Stranded! Nothing worse
I'm livin' on coffee, I got an empty purse
I'm dreamin' 'bout blue eyes lookin' my way,
Hopin' my dreams don't blow away
I got to pick myself up, and stop lookin' back
And I've got to move straight ahead, stop lookin' back

Creepin'
Mark Farner

Hey, everybody won't you lend me your ear,
There's something to fear, it's here, and that's clear.
Men gettin' rich off rapin' the land,
I can't understand, why we don't take them in hand.

Woah, oh ... Lord, I don't want to be their fool no more.
I don't want to be their fool no more.
Open eyes, but you're sleepin',
You best wake up 'fore tomorrow comes creepin' in.
'Fore tomorrow comes creepin' in.

Feel that our lives are in the hands of fools,
Loosin' their cool, it's us that they rule.
Too many people sittin' dead on their ass,
They ain't got no class, people, this time must pass.

Woah, oh ... Lord, I don't want to be their fool no more.
Hey ... I don't want to be their fool no more.
Open eyes, but you're sleepin',
You best wake up 'fore tomorrow comes creepin' in.
'Fore tomorrow comes creepin' in.

Woah, oh ... yeah, tomorrow comes creepin'.

Oh ... hear me cryin' 'cause the people like me,
That long to be free, are not actually.
Please everybody won't you hear this song,
Help a country that's wrong, to someday be strong.

Woah, oh ... Lord, I don't want to be their fool no more.
No! Lord, I don't want to be their fool no more.
Open eyes, but you're sleepin',
You best wake up 'fore tomorrow comes creepin'.
Creepin' ...
Creepin' ...

Black Licorice
Don Brewer / Mark Farner

Whooo ... wheee!

You there, comin' up the stair, the feelin' is ice-blue cold
Shake, it's more than I can take, I'm startin' to lose control
Watch out, what's that noise, there's somebody at the door
It must be Black Licorice, she come back to make me cry some more

Time, ain't on my side, I'm losin' it more each day
Licorice, licorice
She's got evil in her eyes, and catnip is her taste
Licorice, licorice
She wraps me up in her slender legs, her hot black skin to mine
Licorice, licorice
Ple ... ple ...please, don't touch me, oh, I know I'm dead this time

Oh, oh, yeah ... Licorice, yeah, Black Licorice
Licorice, licorice
Licorice, yeah, Black Licorice
Licorice, licorice
Licorice, Black Licorice
Licorice, licorice
Licorice, yeah, Black Licorice

Licorice
Licorice
Licorice
Licorice

Licorice, yeah, Black Licorice
Licorice, licorice
Licorice, yeah, Black Licorice
Licorice, licorice
Licorice, licorice, Black Licorice
Licorice, licorice
Licorice, woah, Black Licorice

The Railroad
Mark Farner

Up each morning at five o'clock,
Seem like the noon-day sun ain't never gonna' stop
The work is hard in a railroad yard,
Hey, hey, gotta' make it today to punch a time card
Workin' on the railroad

Oh, you know, the railroad is a mighty good line,
Come on and ride the railroad, one more time
Oh, you know, the railroad is a mighty good line,
Come on and ride the railroad, one more time

Dirt and sweat, runnin' down my back,
Workin' on the railroad
Work all day long up and down the railroad tracks
Workin' on the railroad
I'm a God fearing man, and with many I stand,
Workin' on the railroad
And with God we've been working, all hand in hand
Workin' on the railroad

Oh, you know, the railroad is a mighty good line,
Come on and ride the railroad, one more time
Oh, you know, the railroad is a mighty good line,
Come on and ride the railroad, one more time

Oh, you know, the railroad is a mighty good line,
Workin' on the railroad
Come on and ride the railroad, one more time
Workin' on the railroad
Oh, you know, the railroad is a mighty good line,
Come on and ride the railroad, one more time

Ain't Got Nobody
Don Brewer / Mark Farner

I ain't got nobody since she left me
And I don't know why, but I'm startin' to cry
I ain't got nobody since she left me
And I can't figure out how I'm gonna' get by
I ain't got nobody since she left me
I don't know why, I been down all season,
I ain't got nobody since she left me
'Cause there ain't no reason for the girl to be leavin' me

I don't know how I'll ever get by without you
Nobody, no ... nobody
I'm startin' to realize my fate
Nobody, no ... nobody
I'm ready to make up and give another try to live with you
Nobody, no ... nobody
I hope for our love and us, it's not too late ... too late
Nobody, nobody

I ain't got nobody since she left me
Oh, and I don't really think that she'll ever come back
I ain't got nobody since she left me
If she don't come back, I'll have a love attack
I ain't got nobody since she left me
And my tears are like rain, fallin' down on my face
I ain't got nobody since she left me
'Cause I know she's the girl that I'll never replace

I don't know how I'll ever get by without you
Nobody, no ... nobody
I'm startin' to realize my fate
Nobody, no ... nobody
I'm ready to make up and give another try to live with you
Nobody, no ... nobody
I hope for our love and us, it's not too late ... too late
Nobody, nobody

I don't know how I'll ever get by without you
Nobody, no ... nobody
I'm startin' to realize my fate
Nobody, no ... nobody
I'm ready to make up and give another try to live with you
Nobody, no ... nobody
I hope for our love and us, it's not too late ... too late
Nobody, nobody

Walk Like A Man
Don Brewer / Mark Farner

Walk like a man, and talk like a man
Walk like a man, hey baby, you can call me your man

A little girl asked me what am I gonna' do,
When I get old and blue and worn clear through?
And I say by that time I ought to be in my prime,
I'm gonna' strut like a cock until I'm ninety-nine

I'm gonna' ...
Walk like a man, and talk like a man
Walk like a man, hey baby, you can call me your man

Sometimes I feel it's gettin' late
In life -- all that settlin' down can wait,
'Till my routine days all seem the same
Right now, I've got to get on out, I've got to make my day

I'm gonna' ...
Walk like a man, and talk like a man
Walk like a man, hey baby, you can call me your man

Walk like a man, and talk like a man
Walk like a man, hey baby, you can call me your man

Loneliest Rider
Mark Farner

A long, long time ago there lived an indian boy,
When he came upon this Earth he brought his family joy
A paranoid young brave was he, inside his frame was some misery,
He heard the other warriors talking angrily
'bout the white man taking over his country

What he didn't know, is that some day his ma would be crying
What he didn't know, is that some day his tribe would be dying
What he didn't know, is that some day his father'd be gone
What he didn't know, is that some day he'd be all alone

None of the stories in the schoolbooks said it
the truth is gone and they're tryin' to forget it
The history books are all one-sided
the truth is gone and their trying to hide it
Who had the land 'till we came around?
The Indian made his life from the ground
And what about the boy that this story's about?
Where his tee-pee once stood there now is a town

What he didn't know, is that some day his ma would be crying
What he didn't know, is that some day his tribe would be dying
What he didn't know, is that some day his father'd be gone
What he didn't know, is that some day he'd be all alone

He was the loneliest rider on the plain
He was the loneliest rider on the plain
He was the loneliest rider on the plain