Gonna buy a hat Chris Rea

Gonna buy a hat She talks like thunder She really lets you know She keep changing the rules And leave you nowhere to go She bore you rigid with the party line She's so far left she's gonna get

Red shoes Chris Rea

Red shoes I was born a beggar With the garbage round my feet The devil lived in every hole And every corner of the street When misery is all there is You got nothing to lose So come on and buy

Joys of Christmas Chris Rea

all the tough guys still not 25 Dying on their feet Coughing, honking, cadging cigarettes And still out on the street Well, they got no money, nowhere to go Fathers of 2, 3 maybe 4, what are they gonna

Joys Of Christmas Chris Rea

tough guys still not 25 Dying on their feet Coughing, honking, cadging cigarettes And still out on the street Well, they got no money, nowhere to go Fathers of 2, 3 maybe 4, what are they gonna

Curse of the traveller Chris Rea

around When allegiance asks the questions Old freedom twists and turns And chokes on codes of honour On the sword of no return And it's the curse of the traveller The curse of the traveller Got a

I Don't Care Anymore Chris Rea

I don't care anymore All the things I hear you say Don't care anymore You're always lying anyway Got a sweet little girl And it's such a sunny day I heard it all before Gonna hear it some

Fool (If You Think It's Over) (Live) Chris Rea

A dying flame, you're free again Who could love and do that to you All dressed in black, he won't be coming back Save your tears, you've got years and years The pains of seventeen's Unreal they're

Sweet kiss Chris Rea

Sweet kiss I lie awake, late at night I just don't seem to sleep at all Got so high, don't I know why Said man I got that Moon-dog call Stepping out into the street Gonna dance till my legs

GONE FISHING Chris Rea

I'm going fishing I got me a line Nothin' I do's gonna' make the difference So I'm taking the time And you ain't never gonna' be happy Anyhow, anyway So I'm going fishing And I'm going today

Fool (If You Think It's Over) Chris Rea

Fool if you think it's over I'll tell you why New born eyes always cry with pain At the first look at the mornin' sun Fool if you think it's over It's just begun Miss Teenage Dream, such a

Gone fishing Chris Rea

Gone fishing I'm gone fishing I got me a line Nothing I do is gonna make the difference So I'm taking the time And you ain't never gonna be happy Anyhow, anyway So I'm gone fishing And I'm

Dance! (Don't Think) Chris Rea

Sometimes I think I go insane So what's a boy supposed to do Working just to pay my way But baby when the day is through Just wanna have a good time Hey!

Too much pride Chris Rea

Too much pride Say good morning this is your lucky day Most of your problems they're gonna slip away Oh I'm gonna help you, I can show you the way So give me so time my friend and hear what I say

Texas (1983) Chris Rea

Texas (1983) Catch a sight of long lost summers Catch a dream inside your hands Take me where that lady comes from Take me to that far off distant land Rain comes pouring past my window Turns

Texas Chris Rea

Catch a sight of long lost summers Catch a dream inside your hands Take me where that lady comes from Take me to that far off distant land Rain comes pouring past my window Turns my sky from

That girl of mine Chris Rea

That girl of mine There's a time and place everywhere I go Where the river meets the sea Somewhere between the gates of dreams And the turning of the key There's a cutting edge there's a real

Texas (1989) Chris Rea

Texas (1989) Warm winds blowing Heating blue sky And a road that goes forever Been thinking 'bout it lately Been watching some TV Been looking all around me At what has come to be Been talking

Miles is a cigarette Chris Rea

Miles is a cigarette The weak and hazy shades of winter sun Come shining through Lifting fog from the trees and a gentle warm breeze Send it up in to the blue Blue sky and you come creeping

Love turns to lies Chris Rea

Love turns to lies I could have stood to watch you walk away And put it down to your uncertain ways Or maybe baby you've had a change of heart Maybe wanna make a brand new start Crazy though what

One fine day Chris Rea

the whistle blow It's coming from the factory, she hears it every day Her soft cheeks flush, he's on his way They're going where the sun is shining They're going for that silver lining They're gonna

Espresso logic Chris Rea

Espresso logic If you don't listen what the people say The people gonna have to take their own way You got to give the people what they need And only then will they begin to see There's a world

Stick By You Chris Rea

I'm gonna stick by you, everyday I won't let you down now No matter what they say I won't let them get to you, no way I'll stick by you I'm going to stick by you Now I know No matter what

Deep water Chris Rea

Deep water All change on then merry go line Everybody looking for a sign Jumping up and down when the switch goes on Nobody knows where it's coming from I'm here watching, keeping well away

Goodbye little Columbus Chris Rea

Goodbye little Columbus The plane is waiting, you must to go 'Goodbye I'm gonna miss you' And all the things you say at a leaving Ah just turn your head and walk away Goodbye little Columbus

Don't Want Your Best Friend Chris Rea

She's got her independence in a hard fast way She's got me chasing shadows with everything I try to say Some say she's far too quick, some say she's slow to learn But all I know is she gave me love

Twisted wheel Chris Rea

Twisted wheel I can see him now, standing on a street corner Pastel shades and a candy stripe parallel Good time love, oh that I'd been much older Go messing with the boys from the incrowd But

Good news Chris Rea

Good news He's watching the girls on the dance floor He's watching the light in her hair He's praying that love's gonna come soon There's a sweet smell of hope in the air Just another boy from

I'm Ready Chris Rea

I got my red shoes on Got my red gloves too Made my decision Gonna see this one through Too late, I can't stop now Open the door, I'll get through somehow Deep in my darkest night I always

Fires of spring Chris Rea

Fires of spring She's back real late yet she don't seem to care She hangs around outside in late night air Burning tears upon a smiling face And she's caught in the fires of spring The ice of

Que sera Chris Rea

Que sera There's a feathered cloud in an open sky And the pale-tailed moon goes sailing by This old engine housing's streaked with rain And we're pushing down on them chains again Friend we're

Stick it Chris Rea

Deep down into their beer And the Holy Ghost surrounds you with faith And peace of mind And love is all around you everywhere Stick it Stick it out We're sure if you try You'll get by Find a

She gave it away Chris Rea

She gave it away She gave away all her love No reason to keep it She'd saved it for only one But he didn't need it And downtown the midnight circus Hypnotised like a spinning top Offering dreams

Hey you Chris Rea

Hey you I'm stood out with my brother On a tree lined avenue I see the sweetest little creature Coming into my view And I say to myself, I say man I'm gonna get me some Of that bright little

Chisel hill Chris Rea

Chisel hill Misty eyes on a misty day Come across a place like this along your way You walk straight in to that sweet and tender trap And you know you're lost and found And there ain't no going

Keep On Dancing Chris Rea

I got a friend who loves the music He got a red hot groove But he don''t use it I get so afraid, he''s gonna lose it If you gotta gift - man, don''t abuse it Keep on dancing The experts

Driving home for Christmas Chris Rea

driving home for Christmas, yea Well I'm moving down that line And it's been so long But I will be there I sing this song To pass the time away Driving in my car Driving home for Christmas It's gonna

Driving Home For Christmas (2003) Chris Rea

faces I'm driving home for Christmas, yea Well I'm moving down that line And it's been so long But I will be there I sing this song To pass the time away Driving in my car Driving home for Christmas It's gonna

When you know your love has died Chris Rea

you're like the wind that blows Like the sea you come and go I'm not trying to tell you How I think that it should be 'Cos I know deep down inside That you're yearning to be free And you're only gonna

Driving home Chris Rea

to see those faces I'm driving home for Christmas Yea I'm moving down that line And it's been so long But I will be there I sing this song To pass the time away Driving in my car Christmas Gonna

90's Blues Chris Rea

Well I look out of my window I see the morning cold and grey I look out of my window I see the morning cold and grey I told you so many years ago They're all gonna end up, end up this way Well the fat

Nineties Blues Chris Rea

Well I look out of my window I see the morning cold and grey I look out of my window I see the morning cold and grey I told you so many years ago They're all gonna end up, end up this way

The closer you get Chris Rea

Get out and die young but I'm staying at home' Now I believe in love, I believe that it's true Know I'm defenceless when I look into blue Sleepy eyes down an angel's face Don't worry honey no-one's gonna

Cenotaph / Letter from Amsterdam Chris Rea

Cenotaph / Letter from Amsterdam Snow hard up against my doorway And it's falling twice as fast Funny I was just thinking of you my friend How long you were gonna last Driving those blizzards

For ever and ever Chris Rea

For ever and ever Don't ask me how long baby it's gonna take I don't know honey, just give it a break Love don't happen to you overnight You got to feed it, leave it Give it some light Oh love

Loving you again Chris Rea

again And I'll keep holding on girl I won't let go I want you near me where ever I go Please say, forever And I give thanks for what you've given me And in my heart girl there'll always be A

Soft Top, Hard Shoulder Chris Rea

left of me Leave the rest of it way down that road Soft top, hard shoulder Soft top, hard shoulder Step in to the flame Blue centre, so much colder Won't be the same again I'm gonna

He should know better Chris Rea

yellow skin banana He should know better In the early hours of day The black night He makes his way Regretfully into the morning fog Just one silly small mistake Now all his bones their gonna

Midnight blue Chris Rea

great big smile And oh I wanna be there When they dish that stuff out Cool and collected Man that's what it's all about So gimme, gimme, gimme I want midnight blue I love midnight blue I'm gonna

GOD`S GREAT BANANA Chris Rea

God's great banana skin When that man in the sky points his finger at you Don't you ever think no-one's better than you Don't you ever think no-one's better than you God's great banana skin Gonna

God's Great Banana Skin Chris Rea

great banana skin When that man in the sky points his finger at you Don't you ever think no-one's better than you Don't you ever think no-one's better than you God's great banana skin Gonna