On A Monday Ry Cooder

(D) On a Monday, I was ar (A) rested On a Tuesday, I was locked up in (D) jail On a Wednesday, my trial was at (A) tested On a Thursday, nobody would go my (D) bail (D) Al (C) most (A) done, I'm almost

I Can't Win Ry Cooder

I've been trying so hard to find a way to your heart I can't win, I can't win, I can't win, I can't win Win your love, win your love I gave you my love, I gave you my heart Instead of taking it, keeping

Comin' in on a Wing and a Prayer Ry Cooder

"Comin' in on a wing and a prayer Comin' in on a wing and a prayer With our one motor gone We can still carry on Comin' in on a wing and a prayer What a show, what a fight Boys, we really hit our target

Don't Mess Up A Good Thing Ry Cooder

Gonna keep on fooling 'round now, baby Gonna mess up a good thing Gonna mess up a good thing, all right Well, I might of cheated just a little bit baby Like many others do But when I get my little old

Taxes On The Farmer Feeds Us All Ry Cooder

(A) We worked through Spring and Winter, through (D) Summer and through (A) Fall But the mortgage worked the hardest and the (E) steadiest of us all It (A) worked on nights and Sundays, it (D) worked each

The Dream Ry Cooder

i saw her with another man walkin downtown she's not mine and she'll never be by my side walkin downtown i've only met her once before she was alone in a back booth a drink and a cigarette smoking like

Mutt Romney Blues Ry Cooder

Now boss Mitt Romney went for a ride Pulled up on a highway side Tied me down up on the roof Boss I hollered, woof woof woof Please master boss!

634-5789 Ry Cooder

Hey, baby, if you need a little lovin', call on me And if you want some kissin', call on me, baby No more lonely nights will you be alone All you got to do is pick up your telephone And dial 634-5789,

Go Home Girl Ry Cooder

Well, me and Frank we're the best of friends And our friendship will never end But it would hurt him so for him to know That I'm in love with his girlfriend Now, the love of a girl and the love of a friend

I Got Mine Ry Cooder

(C) And I went down to a big crap game, 'Twas (F) certainly against my (C) will. I lost every doggone nickel I had But a (G) greenback dollar bill.

Trouble, You Can't Fool Me Ry Cooder

F) jump (G) on (C) me Work hard for living, wanted just to get paid But, sure'd be stealing for a year and a day Would like to see a little sunshine, just to guide my way Would like to have a little peace

Down In Hollywood Ry Cooder

the floor Going down in Hollywood You better hope that you don't run out of gas Down in Hollywood He'll drag you right out of your car and kick your ass Down in Hollywood They're standing on a corner

All shook up Ry Cooder

I'm itching like a man on a fuzzy tree the friends say I'm acting wild as a bug I'm in love, I'm all shook up I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm, oh Lord yeah yeah yeah my hands are shaky and my knees

Married Man's A Fool Ry Cooder

got to have a little fun Read on over chapter twenty-two: It's a sin to let that woman make a fool outta you Now you read a little further, chapter twenty-three: She two-time you, brother, like she double-crossed

The Way We Make A Broken Heart Ry Cooder

He'll catch on, we've done our part 'Cause this is the way we make a broken heart Lesson number one We've just begun To hurt him so And with lesson two He'll long for you When lights are low Then we get

In My Town Ry Cooder

Up here on the hill, it's starting to rain, The sun's disappearing through my windowpane, And everything's still in my room.

Get Rhythm (With Larry Blackmon) Ry Cooder

Get rhythm when you get the blues Hey, get rhythm when you get the blues Get a rock 'n' roll feelin' in your bones Get taps on your toes and just get gone Get rhythm when you get the blues Little shoeshine

Get Rhythm Ry Cooder

Get rhythm when you get the blues Hey, get rhythm when you get the blues Get a rock 'n' roll feelin' in your bones Get taps on your toes and just get gone Get rhythm when you get the blues Little shoeshine

Cat And Mouse Ry Cooder

Uncle Charley, back in my hometown Said, Don't take no mice to be your friend 'Cause they'll wait till you're asleep and steal your money and your food And rat you out when the police come around Later on

Billy The Kid Ry Cooder

(G) I'll sing you a true song of (D) Billy the (G) Kid I'll (D) sing the record of (G) deeds that he did Way out in New Mexico a long time (D) ago When a (G) man's only friend was his (D) own forty- (G

Three Chords and the Truth Ry Cooder

I'm going to tell you a story right here Huh, you may not believe it I dreamed I saw Joe Hill last night, standin' in the prison yard They were taking poor Joe, chained and bound, to a Utah firing squad

Cardboard Avenue Ry Cooder

Well, thank you for the drink my friend, that's alright with me Let's drink to the workingman, wherever he might be Remember what he stood up for and the struggles he went through Then let us take a little

Money Honey Ry Cooder

(A) Well, the landlord rang my frontdoor bell (E) I let it rang for a long, long spell (D) Went to the window, peeped through the blind (E) Asked him to tell me what was on his mind He said, (A)

Police Dog Blues Ry Cooder

All my life I've been a travellin' man All my life I've been a travellin' man Stayin' alone and doing the best I can I ship my trunk down to Tennessee Ship my trunk down to Tennessee It's hard to tell

There's A Bright Side Somewhere Ry Cooder

Well there's a bright side somewhere, there's a bright side somewhere Now I ain't gonna rest until I find it There's a bright side somewhere And there's more love somewhere, and there's more peace somewhere

Down In The Boondocks Ry Cooder

Down in the boondocks, down in the boondocks People put me down 'cause that's the side of town I was born in I love her and she loves me But I don't fit in her society Lord have mercy, I'm a boy from down

Blue Suede Shoes Ry Cooder

Well, it's one for the money, two for the show Three to get ready and it's go man go You can do anything that you want to do But uh-huh honey, lay off of my shoes And don't you step on my shoes Don't you

John Lee Hooker For President Ry Cooder

lyrics are something else Every time you hear Boom Boom that`s a dollar change I don`t need yo money cause I finance my own campaign I ain`t for sale I keep a fat bankroll in my pocket baby big as a hay

Ditty Wah Ditty Ry Cooder

There's a great big mistery And it sure is worrying me It's a ditty wah ditty Mister ditty wah ditty I wished somebody would tell me what ditty wah ditty means I went out and walked around Somebody yelled

I Need A Woman Ry Cooder

I find it Well, I need a woman Yes, I do Need a woman Yes, I do Someone who can see me as I am Give the kind of love that don't have to be condemned And I want you to be that woman Every night Be that

Footprints In The Snow Ry Cooder

Well, some folks like the summertime they can walk about Strolling through the meadow green it's pleasant there's no doubt But to me the wintertime is the best of all 'Cause I found her when the snow on

Quick Sand Ry Cooder

started Walking behind thc coyote boss The old man said let me go there with you Yes I'm old but I'm mighty tough I know the fOad maybe I can help you [ got good shoes I won't hold you up But up on

Crow Black Chicken Ry Cooder

Well, I went on the mountain And I gave my horn a blow Thought I heard some purty gal say

J. Edgar Ry Cooder

Down on the farm we had a pig, J. Edgar was his name He'd eat up all our victuals and start back up again Just like them vacuum cleaners they sell down in the lane Well, that's how J.

El Corrido De Jesse James Ry Cooder

The outlaw Jesse James was up in heaven With old friends around the kingdom throne Boys I was branded as a bandit and bank robber But I never tumed a family from their home We`re sworn to pass no judgments

Baby Joined The Army Ry Cooder

Lt was on a Friday evening wasn`t nobody `round I was sitting by my window watching tbe sun go down My baby came up to me saying daddy I got news for you I have been recruited and there ain`t nothing

The Very Thing That Makes You Rich (Makes Me Poor) Ry Cooder

My father told me, lying on his bed of death, "Boy," he says, "woman she's gonna make it, don't fool your self 'Cause she's got something to make a man lay that money, uh, right in her hand And

The Very Thing That Makes You Rich ( Makes Me Poor ) Ry Cooder

My father told me, lying on his bed of death, "Boy," he says, "woman she's gonna make it, don't fool your self 'Cause she's got something to make a man lay that money, uh, right in her hand And

UFO Has Landed In The Ghetto Ry Cooder

(Ry Cooder & Jim Keltner) Lonesome outerspace invader blasting through the night Tuning in the soul music on the satellite All that low-down funky rhythm makes him jump and shout Just got to find that

President Kennedy Ry Cooder

Kennedy got a mansion on the Island, stayed 9 months, all she'd be She have another mansion, soon as she reach Washington, D.C.

I Can Tell by the Way You Smell Ry Cooder

Hey, look here baby, what's going on ? Step over in the light Oh, no! Look here.

Little Sister Ry Cooder

(B) Little sister won't you (E) please, please, (B) please Little sister don't you (E) cheat on (B) me Little sister don't you (E) kiss me once and twice Say it's very nice and then you (Gm) run (F) (E

If Walls Could Talk Ry Cooder

Well, if things could talk then I'm sure you'd hear A lot of things to make you cry my dear Ain't you glad [Ain't you glad] Oh, ain't you glad [Ain't you glad] Ain't you glad [Glad] Glad that things don't

Look At Granny Run Run Ry Cooder

Look at Granny run, run, ah... there's something on Granddaddy's mind. Because he went to the doctor, got a brand new pill. The doctor said, ";Son, you ain't over the hill."; He can't sit still.

It's Just Work For Me Ry Cooder

So I head west on Arroyo, Right turn at Bishop Road. Pull up by the schoolhouse and Jack down my dozer load. What I'd see? Dirt roads, beat up shacks, Stretched out as far as I can see.

No Hard Feelings Ry Cooder

This land should have been om land You took it for your land You got a use for every stream and tree When I go up the highway old trees are dying up that way You pump out the water and sell it back

Why Don't You Try Me Ry Cooder

If your man has got you on the run why don't you try me ? If you wanna have a little fun, oh baby, why don't you try me ?

Boomer's Story Ry Cooder

Come and gather all around me Listen to my tale of woe Got some good advice to give you Lots of things you oughta know Take a tip from one who's travelled And never stopped a-ramblin' 'round 'Cause once

Mexican Divorce Ry Cooder

It's a sin for you to get a Mexican divorce Down below El Paso lies Juarez Mexico is different, like a travel folder says Cross the Rio Grande and you will find An old adobe house Where you leave your

Never Make Your Move Too Soon Ry Cooder

Three days of snow out in Birmingham Thought you would wonder where I am Called up your number all night long No consolations on the telephone Ran out and caught that midnight flight Thought a little loving