461 Ocean Boulevard lyrics

Motherless children have a hard time when mother is dead, lord.
Motherless children have a hard time when mother is dead, lord.
They don't have anywhere to go;
Wandering around from door to door.
Nobody treats you like a mother will when your mother is dead, lord.

Father will do the best he can when your mother is dead, lord.
Father will do the best he can when your mother is dead, lord.

Life is what you make it,
That's what the people say.
And if I can't make it through tomorrow,
I'd better make it through today.

I have had my share of troubles;
It's nothing new to me.
When I look around me,
All is see is misery.

Life is what you make it,
At least that's what the people say.
And if we can't make it through tomorrow
We'd better make it through today, through today.

It's late in the evening; she's wondering what clothes to wear.
She puts on her make-up and brushes her long blonde hair.
And then she asks me, Do I look all right?
And I say, Yes, you look wonderful tonight.
We go a party and everyone turns to see
This beautiful lady that's walking around with me.
And then she asks me, Do you feel all right?
And I say, Yes, I feel wonderful tonight.

by Eric Clapton and Yvonne Elliman

Ready, get ready. Ready.
He's a man who's going to break your heart.
Ready, get ready. Ready.
He's a man who's going to break your heart.

Well, you've been fooling 'round and I don't know why.
Left me on my own, sitting high and dry.
But I'm going to get you back, just you wait and see;
You can't do those things that you're doing to me.

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by Bob Marley

I shot the sheriff, but I did not shoot the deputy.
I shot the sheriff, but I did not shoot the deputy.

All around in my home town
They're trying to track me down.
They say they want to bring me in guilty
For the killing of a deputy,
For the life of a deputy.
But I say:

I shot the sheriff, but I swear it was in self-defense.

(by Elmore James)

I just talked to my baby on the telephone,
She said, Stop what you're doing and baby come on home.
I can't hold out, I can't hold out too long.
I get a real good feeling talking to you on the phone.

You said, Baby don't you worry, you're my heart's desire.
You know that I love you, I can't stand to see you cry.
I can't hold out, I can't hold out too long.

Oh my word, what does it mean?
Is it love or is it me
That makes me change so suddenly?
Looking out, feeling free.

Sit here lying in my bed,
Wondering what it was I'd said
That made me think I'd lost my head,
When I knew I lost my heart instead.

Won't you please read my signs, be a gypsy.
Tell me what I hope to find deep within me.
Because you can find my mind, please be with me.

Standing at the crossroads
trying to read the signs
To tell me which way I should
go to find the answer
And all the time I know

Plant your love and let it grow.

Let it grow
let it grow

Let it blossom
let it flow

In the sun
the rain
the snow

Love is lovely
let it grow.

Looking for a reason
to check out of my mind

Playing hard to get a
friend that I can count on

(by Robert Johnson)

I am a steady rollin' man and I roll both night and day.
I am a steady rollin' man and I roll both night and day.
But I ain't got no sweet woman, woo-hoo Lord, to be rollin' this way.

I am the man that rolls when icicles are hanging on the tree.
I am the man that rolls when icicles are hanging on the tree.

by George Terry

My heart was leaping in the sun;
My friends all say that you're the one.
Let me get this one thing very clear:
There ain't enough going on down here.

Mainline Florida, oh say.
Mainline Florida, O.K.

Her arms were open, open wide;
Her invitation's a changing tide.
I could remember not long ago
We took a cruise down on Hotel Row.

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Second Verse

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by Eric Clapton

Dear Lord, give me strength to carry on.
Dear Lord, give me strength to carry on.
My home may be out on the highway,
Lord, I've done so much wrong
But please, give me strength to carry on.

Dear Lord, give me strength to carry on.
Dear Lord, give me strength to carry on.
My home may be out on the highway,
Lord, I've done so much wrong
But please, give me strength to carry on.

Got a cool little chick named rocking millie.
He can walk and stroll and susie q
And do that crazy hand jive, too.

Mama, mama, look at uncle joe
Doing the hand jive with sister flo.
Grandma gave baby sister a dime;
Said, "do that hand jive one more time."

Hand jive, hand jive, hand jive,
Do that crazy jive.

Doctor and a lawyer and an indian chief,
They all dig that crazy beat.

Life is what you make it,
That's what the people say.
And if I can't make it through tomorrow,
I'd better make it through today.

I have had my share of troubles;
It's nothing new to me.
When I look around me,
All I see is misery.

Life is what you make it,
At least that's what the people say.
And if we can't make it through tomorrow
We'd better make it through today, through today.

Motherless children have a hard time when mother is dead, lord.
Motherless children have a hard time when mother is dead, lord.
They don't have anywhere to go;
Wandering around from door to door.
Nobody treats you like a mother will when your mother is dead, lord.
Father will do the best he can when your mother is dead, lord.
Father will do the best he can when your mother is dead, lord.

What'll you do when you get lonely
And nobody's waiting by your side?
You've been running and hiding much too long.
You know it's just your foolish pride.
Layla, you've got me on my knees.
Layla, I'm begging, darling please.
Layla, darling won't you ease my worried mind.
I tried to give you consolation
When your old man had let you down.
Like a fool, I fell in love with you,

It's late in the evening; she's wondering what clothes to wear.
She puts on her make-up and brushes her long blonde hair.
And then she asks me, Do I look all right?
And I say, Yes, you look wonderful tonight.
We go a party and everyone turns to see
This beautiful lady that's walking around with me.
And then she asks me, Do you feel all right?
And I say, Yes, I feel wonderful tonight.

(by Robert Johnson)

I am a steady rollin' man and I roll both night and day.
I am a steady rollin' man and I roll both night and day.
But I ain't got no sweet woman, woo-hoo Lord, to be rollin' this way.

I am the man that rolls when icicles are hanging on the tree.
I am the man that rolls when icicles are hanging on the tree.

Oh my word, what does it mean?
Is it love or is it me
That makes me change so suddenly?
Looking out, feeling free.

Sit here lying in my bed,
Wondering what it was I'd said
That made me think I'd lost my head,
When I knew I lost my heart instead.

Won't you please read my signs, be a gypsy.
Tell me what I hope to find deep within me.
Because you can find my mind, please be with me.

by George Terry

My heart was leaping in the sun;
My friends all say that you're the one.
Let me get this one thing very clear:
There ain't enough going on down here.

Mainline Florida, oh say.
Mainline Florida, O.K.

Her arms were open, open wide;
Her invitation's a changing tide.
I could remember not long ago
We took a cruise down on Hotel Row.

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Second Verse

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Standing at the crossroads
trying to read the signs
To tell me which way I should
go to find the answer
And all the time I know

Plant your love and let it grow.

Let it grow
let it grow

Let it blossom
let it flow

In the sun
the rain
the snow

Love is lovely
let it grow.

Looking for a reason
to check out of my mind

Playing hard to get a
friend that I can count on

by Bob Marley

I shot the sheriff, but I did not shoot the deputy.
I shot the sheriff, but I did not shoot the deputy.

All around in my home town
They're trying to track me down.
They say they want to bring me in guilty
For the killing of a deputy,
For the life of a deputy.
But I say:

I shot the sheriff, but I swear it was in self-defense.

(by Elmore James)

I just talked to my baby on the telephone,
She said, Stop what you're doing and baby come on home.
I can't hold out, I can't hold out too long.
I get a real good feeling talking to you on the phone.

You said, Baby don't you worry, you're my heart's desire.
You know that I love you, I can't stand to see you cry.
I can't hold out, I can't hold out too long.

by Eric Clapton

Dear Lord, give me strength to carry on.
Dear Lord, give me strength to carry on.
My home may be out on the highway,
Lord, I've done so much wrong
But please, give me strength to carry on.

Dear Lord, give me strength to carry on.
Dear Lord, give me strength to carry on.
My home may be out on the highway,
Lord, I've done so much wrong
But please, give me strength to carry on.

by Eric Clapton and Yvonne Elliman

Ready, get ready. Ready.
He's a man who's going to break your heart.
Ready, get ready. Ready.
He's a man who's going to break your heart.

Well, you've been fooling 'round and I don't know why.
Left me on my own, sitting high and dry.
But I'm going to get you back, just you wait and see;
You can't do those things that you're doing to me.

Chorus