Easy Livin' Ken Hensley This is a thing I have Never known before It's called easy livin' This is a place I've Never seen before And I've been forgiven Easy livin’ and I've been forgiven Since you've taken Your place in my heart Somewhere along the lonely road I had tried to find you Day after day on that windy road I had walked behind you Easy livin’ and I've been forgiven Since you've taken Your place in my heart Waiting, watching Wishing my whole life away Dreaming, thinking Ready for my happy day And some easy livin' Sweet Lorraine Mick Box /David Byron /Gary Thain Would you like to take This magic potion with me On a trip to a cosmic Playground far beyond She understands She's been before It's in her hands To find the door Sweet Lorraine Let the party carry on You and I will swim the sea Sweet Lorraine Let the party carry on You and I can feel the breeze There is no time, no wealth Only I surround you The fortune of this guide Is simply sincerity She understands 'Cos she's been before It's in her hands To find the door, so Stealin' Ken Hensley Take me across the water 'Cause I need some place to hide I done the rancher’s daughter And I sure did hurt his pride Well, there's a Hundred miles of desert Lies between his hide and mine I don't need no food And no water, Lord 'Cos I'm running out of time Fightin', killin', wine and women Gonna put me to my grave Runnin', hidin', losin', cryin' Nothing left to save but my life Stood on a ridge And shunned religion Thinking the world was mine I made my break and a big mistake Stealin', when I Should've been buyin' All that fightin', killin' Wine and those women Gonna put me to an early grave Runnin', hidin', losin', cryin' Nothing left to save but my life, life ... So I stood on a ridge And shunned religion Thinking the world was mine I made my break and a big mistake Stealin', when I should've been buyin' I was stealin’ When I should’ve been buyin’ I was stealin’ When I should’ve been buyin’ Stealin’, when I should’ve been buyin’ I was stealin’ ... July Morning Davi Byron /Ken Hensley There I was on a July morning Looking for love With the strength Of a new day dawning And the beautiful sun At the sound Of the first bird singing I was leaving for home With the storm And the night behind me And a road of my own With the day came the resolution I'll be looking for you La la la la ... I was looking for love In the strangest places Wasn't a stone That I left unturned Must have tried more Than a thousand faces But not one was aware Of the fire that burned In my heart, in my mind, in my soul La la la la ... In my heart, in my mind, in my soul La la la la ... There I was on a July morning I was looking for love With the strength Of a new day dawning And the beautiful sun And at the sound Of the first bird singing I was leaving for home With the storm And the night behind me Yeah, and a road of my own With the day came the resolution I'll be looking for you La la la la ... Seven Stars Ken Hensley Don't try to be anything else But what you are Don't try to do anything else But the things you do 'Cause I had a dream About seven stars And the seven good things That you are to me The very reason I'm livin' Is just for lovin' you And the seasons are changin' Makin' it all come true 'Cause with the spring And clearing skies Love's soft light Will fill my eyes for you Who fills my head With these dreams As I'm leaving my mind Seven new stars are born Seven are waiting to die The very reason I'm livin' Is just for lovin' you And the seasons are changin' Makin' it all come true 'Cause I had a dream About seven stars And the seven good things That you are to me Gypsy Mick Box /David Byron I was only seventeen I fell in love with a gypsy queen She told me: "Hold on" Her father was the leading man Said: "You’re not welcome on our land" And then as a foe He told me to go He took me to a little shack And put a whip across my back Then told her: "Leave me" I was out for quite a time Came back with her on my mind Sweet little girl She means all the world Oh, I want my gypsy queen Will she still be torn between Her father and lover One day I will go to him Strong enough to fight and win The kind of a man That he’ll understand Sweet Freedom Ken Hensley As you look around you Do you like what you see? Though it sometimes Makes you lonely Do you like being free? And are you sure you'll be okay Without my company? I just want you to be happy Even if it's not with me Sweet sweet freedom Sweet sweet sweet Will the line between all this And my love ever meet Sweet sweet Freedom Sweet sweet sweet What I'm really tryin' to say Is that I will be around Should you find that after all You can't get by With what you found Oh, it wasn't just my heart you took And gently tossed into the sea Though it's hard to find The words I need - I guess it was me Will the line between all this And my love ever gonna meet Sweet sweet Freedom Sweet sweet sweet Oh sweet, oh sweet sweet freedom So sweet, so sweet Look At Yourself Ken Hensley I see you running Don't know what You're running from Nobody's coming What'd you do that was so wrong Look back and turn back Look at yourself Don't be afraid, just Look at yourself If you need assistance Or if all you need is love There's no point in hiding Tell me what you're frightened of You've got a friend, just Look at yourself Don't be afraid, just Look at yourself Love Machine Mick Box /David Byron /Ken Hensley Lovely little lady You got me on the run You're a love machine And you say that I'm your gun But I don't care 'Cause I've got to know She said she were a loser The kind that came off worse So I had to try hard To satisfy your thirst But I don't care 'Cause I've got to know The only time she's happy Is when the bullets fly And she'll make you Feel you're better Than any other guy And I don't care 'Cause I've got to know Lovely little lady You got me on the run You're a love machine And I'm trying to be your gun And I don't care 'Cause I've got to know Rock' N' Roll Medley Arranged by Uriah Heep Roll Over Beethoven Chuck Berry I'm gonna write a little letter, gonna mail it to my local DJ It's a rockin' rhythm record I want my jockey to play Roll Over Beethoven, I gotta hear it again today You know, my temperature's risin' and the jukebox blows a fuse My heart's beatin' rhythm and my soul keeps on singin' the blues Roll Over Beethoven and tell Tschaikowsky the news Roll Over Beethoven Roll Over Beethoven Roll Over Beethoven Roll Over Beethoven Roll Over Beethoven Tell Tschaikowsky the news Roll Over Beethoven Roll Over Beethoven Roll Over Beethoven Roll Over Beethoven Roll Over Beethoven Rockin' in two by two Roll Over Beethoven Roll Over Beethoven Roll Over Beethoven Roll Over Beethoven Roll Over Beethoven Tell Tschaikowsky the news Blue Suede Shoes Carl Perkins One for the money Two for the show Three to get ready Now go, cat, go But don't you step off my blue suede shoes You can do anything but lay off of my Blue suede shoes You can burn my house Steal my car Drink my liquor From an old fruitjar Do anything that you want to do, but uh-uh Honey, lay off of my shoes Don't you step on my blue suede shoes You can do anything but lay off of my blue suede shoes Blue blue blue Suede Shoes Blue blue blue Suede Shoes Blue blue blue Suede Shoes Blue blue blue Suede Shoes Blue blue blue Suede Shoes Mean Woman Blues Claude Demetrius Aha ha - listen to this one: I got a woman, she's a mean as she can be I got a woman, she's a mean as she can be And sometimes I think, she's almost as mean as me I (ain't praying, it's understood) Everything I do (sure no good) I got a woman, mean as she can be I got a woman, mean as she can be Sometimes I think, she's almost as mean as me Hound Dog Leiber /Stoller You aint nothin but a hound dog Rockin' all the time You aint nothin but a hound dog Rockin' all the time Rockin Rockin Rockin ... You ain't never caught a rabbitAnd you ain't no friend of mine You aint nothin but a hound dog Rockin' all the time You aint nothin but a hound dog Rockin' all the time You ain't never caught a rabbitYou ain't no friend of mine Aaah ... Whaw .... Aaah ... Aaah ... At The Hop Arthur Singer/John Medora/David White Bah-bah-bah-bah, bah-bah-bah-bah Bah-bah-bah-bah. bah-bah-bah-bah, at the hop! Well, you can rock it you can roll it You can stop and you can stroll it at the hop When the record starts spinnin' You 'chalypso' when you chicken at the hop Do the dance sensation that is sweepin' the nation at the hop You can swing it you can groove it You can really start to move it at the hop Where the jockey is the smoothest And the music is the coolest at the hop. All the cats and chicks can get their kicks at the hop. Let's go! Let's go to the hop Let's go to the hop, (oh baby) Let's go to the hop, (oh baby) Let's go to the hop Come on, let's go to the hop Let's go! Let's go to the hop Let's go to the hop, (oh baby) Let's go to the hop, (oh baby) Let's go to the hop Come on, let's go to the hop Whole Lotta Shakin' Goin' On Dave Williams/Sunny David) I said shake it baby, shake it I said shake it baby, shake it |