Showing posts with label Steve Miller. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Steve Miller. Show all posts

Thursday, December 10, 2015

ATF: Jet-Setting

This series will include as many of my all-time favorite (ATF) tunes as I can get my grubby little hands on (so to speak).  Now, each one included in each edition will have some connection with the other—albeit only as a figment of my imagination, but they will not be numbered.  For I just cannot bring myself to rate some higher than others.  So, this will not be a countdown, but if you are enjoying them as much as I do, it won’t matter.  Besides, with no countdown, this could go on forever and ever!  Oh, and despite the fact that there is absolutely no way your musical tastes could be as exquisite as mine, I welcome any suggestions you might dare to make.  For I am, after all, quite magnanimous by nature.



Leaving on a Jet Plane
Peter, Paul & Mary
All my bags are packed
I'm ready to go
I'm standing here
Outside your door
I hate to wake you up
To say goodbye
But the dawn is breakin'
It's early morn
The taxi's waitin’
He's blowin' his horn
Already I'm so lonesome
I could cry

So kiss me
And smile for me
Tell me that you'll wait for me
Hold me like you'll never let me go
I'm a-leavin'
On a jet plane
I don't know when I'll be back again
Oh babe
I hate to go

There's so many times
I've let you down
So many times
I've played around
I tell you now
They don't mean a thing
Every place I go
I think of you
Every song I sing
I sing for you
When I come back
I'll wear your wedding ring

So kiss me
And smile for me
Tell me that you'll wait for me
Hold me like you'll never let me go
I'm a-leavin'
On a jet plane
I don't know when I'll be back again
Oh babe
I hate to go

Now the time has come
To leave you
One more time
Let me kiss you
Then close your eyes
And I'll be on my way
Dream about
The days to come
When I won't have to
Leave alone
About the times
I won't have to say

Kiss me
And smile for me
Tell me that you'll wait for me
Hold me like you'll never let me go
I'm a-leavin'
On a jet plane
I don't know when I'll be back again
Leavin’
On a jet plane
I don’t know when I’ll be back again
Leavin’
On a jet plane
I don’t know when I’ll be back again
Oh babe
I hate to go



Jet Airliner
Steve Miller
Leavin' home out on the road
I've been down before
Ridin' along on this big ol' jet plane
I've been thinkin' about my home
But my love light seems so far away
And I feel like it's all been done
Somebody's tryin' to make me stay
You know I've got to be movin' on

Oh oh oh
Big ol' jet airliner
Don't carry me too far away
Oh oh oh
Big ol' jet airliner
‘Cause it's here that I've got to stay

Goodbye to all my friends at home
Goodbye to people I've trusted
I've got to go out and make my way
I might get rich
You know I might get busted
But my heart keeps calling me backwards
As I get on the 707
Ridin' high I got tears in my eyes
You know you got to go through hell
Before you get to heaven

Big ol' jet airliner
Don't carry me too far away
Oh oh oh
Big ol' jet airliner
‘Cause it's here that I've got to stay

Touchin' down in New England town
Feel the heat comin' down
I've got to keep on keepin' on
You know the big wheel keeps on spinnin' around
And I'm goin' with some hesitation
You know that I can surely see
That I don't want to get caught up in any of that
Funky kicks goin' down in the city

Big ol' jet airliner
Don't carry me too far away
Oh oh oh
Big ol' jet airliner
‘Cause it's here that I've got to stay
Oh oh oh
Big ol' jet airliner
Don't carry me too far away
Oh oh oh
Big ol' jet airliner
‘Cause it's here that I've got to stay

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Big ol' jet airliner
Don't carry me too far away
Whoa oh oh
Big ol' jet airliner
‘Cause it's here that I've got to stay
Oh oh oh
Big ol' jet airliner
Carry me to my home
Oh oh oh
Big ol' jet airliner
‘Cause it's here that I've got to stay

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Big ol’ jet airliner…

Lyrics From: [eLyrics.net]

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Thursday, July 18, 2013

ATF: Financial Planning

This weekly series will include as many of my all-time favorite tunes as I can get my grubby little hands on (so to speak).  Now, each one included in each edition will have some connection with the other—albeit only as a figment of my imagination, but they will not be numbered.  For I just cannot bring myself to rate some higher than others.  So, this will not be a countdown, but if you are enjoying them as much as I do, it won’t matter.  Besides, with no countdown, this could go on forever and ever!  Oh, and despite the fact that there is absolutely no way that your musical tastes can be as exquisite as mine, I welcome any suggestions that you might dare to make.  I am, after all, quite magnanimous by nature.



Money For Nothing
Dire Straits
I want my

I want my

I want my
M
T
V

Now look at them yo-yos
That’s the way you do it
You play the guitar
On the MTV
That ain’t workin’
That’s the way you do it
Money for nothin’
And chicks for free
Now that ain’t workin’
That’s the way you do it
Lemme tell ya
Them guys ain’t dumb
Maybe get a blister
On your little finger
Maybe get a blister
On your thumb

We gotta install
Microwave ovens
Custom kitchen
Deliveries
We gotta move these
Refrigerators
We gotta move these
Color TVs

We gotta install
Microwave ovens
Custom kitchen
Deliveries
We gotta move these
Refrigerators
We gotta move these
Color TVs

Look at that
Look at that

I shoulda learned
To play the guitar
I shoulda learned
To play them drums
Look at that mama
She got it
Stickin’ in the camera
Man
We could have some fun
And he’s up there
What’s that
Hawaiian noises
Bangin’ on the bongos
Like a chimpanzee
Oh that ain’t workin’
Thats the way you do it
Get your money for nothin’
Get your chicks for free

We gotta install
Microwave ovens
Custom kitchen
Deliveries
We gotta move these
Refrigerators
We gotta move these
Color TVs

Listen hear
Now
That ain’t workin’
That’s the way you do it
You play the guitar
On the MTV
That ain’t workin’
That’s the way you do it
Get your money for nothin’
And your chicks for free
Money for nothin’
And chicks for free
Get your money for nothin’
And chicks for free
Look at that
Look at that
Get your money for nothin’
I want my
I want my
And chicks for free
I want my MTV
Get your money for nothin’
I want my
I want my
And chicks for free
I want my MTV



Take the Money and Run
Steve Miller (Band)
This here's a story about
Billy Joe and Bobbie Sue
Two young lovers with
Nothin' better to do
Than sit around the house
Get high
And watch the tube
And here is what happened
When they decided to cut loose
They headed down to
Ooh
Old El Paso
That's where they ran into a
Great big hassle
Billy Joe shot a man
While robbin’ his castle
Bobbie Sue
Took the money and run

Go on
Take the money and run
Go on
Take the money and run
Go on
Take the money and run
Go on
Take the money and run

Billy Mack
Is a detective down in Texas
You know he knows just exactly
What the fact is
He ain't gonna let
Those two escape justice
He makes his livin' off of
The people's taxes
Bobbie Sue
Whoa whoa
She slipped away
Billy Joe caught up to her
The very next day
They got the money
Hey
You know they got away
They headed down south
And they're still runnin’ today
Singin'

Go on
Take the money and run
Go on
Take the money and run
Go on
Take the money and run
Oooh Lord
Go on
Take the money and run

Yeah yeah yeah
Go on
Take the money and run
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Go on
Take the money and run
Oooh Lord
Go on
Take the money and run
Yeah
Yeah
Go on
Take the money and run

Lyrics From: [elyrics.net]

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