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Cream Album


Royal Albert Hall London May 2-3-5-6 2005 (2005)
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chorus
I'm so glad
I'm so glad
I'm glad, I'm glad, I'm glad
(reapt one time)

don't know what to do
don't know what to do
don't know what to do

tired of weeping
tired of moaning
tired of crying for you

chorus

tired of weeping
tired of moaning
tired of groaning for you

chorus repeat 8 times with
one extra I'm glad on 6th time

. . .


Could fill spoons full of diamonds,
Could fill spoons full of gold.
Just a little spoon of your precious love
Will satisfy my soul.

Men lies about it.
Some of them cries about it.
Some of them dies about it.
Everything's a-fightin' about the spoonful.
That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful.
That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful.
That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful.
That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful.

Could fill spoons full of coffee,
Could fill spoons full of tea.
Just a little spoon of your precious love;
Is that enough for me?

Chorus

Could fill spoons full of water,
Save them from the desert sands.
But a little spoon of your forty-five
Saved you from another man.

Chorus

. . .


If you lose your money,
Great God, don't lose your mind.
If you lose your money,
Great God, don't lose your mind.
And if you lose your woman,
Please don't fool with mine.

I'm gonna buy me a bulldog,
Watch my lady whilst I sleep.
I'm gonna buy me a bulldog,
Watch my lady whilst I sleep.
'Cause women these days,
They're so doggone crooked,
That they might make off 'fore day creep.

Well, you can't watch your wife
And your outside women, too.
You know you can't watch your wife
And your outside women's, too.
'Cause when you're out with your women,
Your wife will be at home,
Cooking your food, doing your dirt.
Buddy, what you trying to do?

You can't watch your wife
And your outside women's, too.
You know you can't watch your wife
And your outside women, too.
When you're out with your women,
Your wife will be at home,
Doing a dirt, cooking your food.
Buddy, what you trying to do?

. . .


Pressed rat and warthog have closed down their shop.
They didn't want to; 'twas all they had got.
Selling atonal apples, amplified heat,
And pressed rat's collection of doglegs and feet.

Sadly, they left, telling no one goodbye.
Pressed rat wore red jodhpurs, warthog a striped tie.
Between them, they carried a three-legged sack,
Went straight round the corner and never came back.

Pressed rat and warthog have closed down their shop.
The bad captain madman had told them to stop
Selling atonal apples, amplified heat,
And pressed rat's collection of doglegs and feet.

The bad captain madman had ordered their fate.
He laughed and stomped off with a nautical gate.
The gate turned into a deroga tree
And his peg leg got woodworm and broke into three.

Pressed rat and warthog have closed down their shop.
They didn't want to; 'twas all they had got.
Selling atonal apples, amplified heat,
And pressed rat's collection of doglegs and feet.

. . .


I'm a sleepy time baby,
A sleepy time boy.
Work only maybe,
Life is a joy.

We'll have a sleepy time time,
We'll have a sleepy time time,
We'll have a sleepy time time,
We'll have a sleepy time time.
Sleepy time time,
Sleepy time time all the time.

Asleep in the daytime,
Asleep at night.
Life is all playtime,
Working ain't right.

We'll have a sleepy time time,
We'll have a sleepy time time,
We'll have a sleepy time time,
We'll have a sleepy time time.
Sleepy time time,
Sleepy time all the time.

I have my Sunday,
That ain't no lie.
But on Monday morning
Comes my favourite cry.

We'll have a sleepy time time,
We'll have a sleepy time time,
We'll have a sleepy time time,
We'll have a sleepy time time.
Sleepy time time,
Sleepy time all the time.

. . .


Driving in my car,
Smoking my cigar,
The only time I'm happy's when I play my guitar.

Sailing in my yacht,
What a lot I got,
Happiness is something that just cannot be bought.

I've been in and I'm out,
I've been up and down,
I don't want to go until I've been all around.

What's it all about,
Anyone in doubt,
I don't want to go until I've found it all out.

. . .


Thinkin' 'bout the times you drove in my car.
Thinkin' that I might have drove you too far.
And I'm thinkin' 'bout the love that you laid on my table.

I told you not to wander 'round in the dark.
I told you 'bout the swans, that they live in the park.
Then I told you 'bout our kid, now he's married to Mabel.

Yes, I told you that the light goes up and down.
Don't you notice how the wheel goes 'round?
And you better pick yourself up from the ground
Before they bring the curtain down,
Yes, before they bring the curtain down.

Talkin' 'bout a girl that looks quite like you.
She didn't have the time to wait in the queue.
She cried away her life since she fell off the cradle.

. . .


Hey now baby, get into my big black car.
Hey now baby, get into my big black car.
I want to just show you what my politics are.

I'm a political man and I practice what I preach.
I'm a political man and I practice what I preach.
So don't deny me baby, not while you're in my reach.

I support the left, though I'm leaning, leaning to the right.
I support the left, though I'm leaning to the right.
But I'm just not there when it's coming to a fight.

Hey now baby, get into my big black car.
Hey now baby, get into my big black car.
I want to just show you what my politics are.

. . .


Who wants the worry, the hurry of city life.
Money, nothing funny; wasting the best of our life.

Sweet wine, hay making, sunshine day breaking.
We can wait till tomorrow.
Car speed, road calling, bird freed, leaf falling.
We can bide time.

Repeat Second Verse

Repeat First Verse

. . .


Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

We were rollin' and tumblin'
Right the whole night long.

We were rollin' and tumblin'
Right the whole night long.

When I woke up this mornin', baby,
All I had was gone.

Well, I rolled my baby,
She's goin' to jump and shout.

Well, I rolled my baby,
She's goin' to jump and shout.

When that train rolls up, boys,
I'm gonna come walkin' on home.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

Engine driver blows that whistle,
Fireman rings that bell.

Engine driver blows that whistle,
Fireman rings that bell.

Well, I didn't have time, boys,
To bid my baby farewell.

. . .


They call it stormy Monday, yes but Tuesday's just as bad
They call it stormy Monday, yes but Tuesday's just as bad
Wednesday's even worse; Thursday's awful sad

The eagle flies on Friday, Saturday I go out to play
The eagle flies on Friday, but Saturday I go out to play
Sunday I go to church where I kneel down and pray

And I say, "lord have mercy, lord have mercy on me
Lord have mercy, lord have mercy on me
Just trying to find my baby, won't you please send her on back to me"

The eagle flies on Friday, on Saturday I go out to play
The eagle flies on Friday, on Saturday I go out to play
Sunday I go to church, where I kneel down, lord and I pray

Then I say, "Lord have mercy, won't you please have mercy on me
Lord, oh Lord have mercy, yeah, won't you please, please have mercy on me
I'm just a-lookin' for my sweet babe, so won't you please send him home, send him on home to me"

. . .


Upon this street where time has died.
The golden treat you never tried.
In times of old, in days gone by.
If I could catch your dancing eye.

It was on the way,
On the road to dreams, yeah.
Now my heart's drowned in no love streams, yeah.

The street is cold, its trees are gone.
The story's told the dark has won.
Once we set sail to catch a star.
We had to fail, it was too far.

It was on the way,
On the road to dreams, yeah.
Now my heart's drowned in no love streams, yeah.

I felt the wind shout like a drum.
You said, "My friend, love's end has come."
It couldn't last, had to stop.
You drained it all to the last drop.

It was on the way,
On the road to dreams, yeah.
Now my heart's drowned in no love streams, yeah.
Now my heart's drowned in no love streams, yeah.

On this dark street the sun is black.
The winter life is coming back.
On this dark street it's cold inside.
There's no retreat from time that's died.

It was on the way,
On the road to dreams, yeah.
Now my heart's drowned in no love streams, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Now my heart's drowned in no love streams, yeah.
Now my heart's drowned in no love.

. . .


Born under a bad sign
i've been down since i began to crawl
if it wasn't for bad luck
i wouldn't have no luck at all

bad luck and trouble is my only friend
i've been down ever since i was ten

Born under a bad sign
i've been down since i began to crawl
if it wasn't for bad luck
i wouldn't have no luck at all

More wine and women
is all i crave
big bad women gunna carry me to my grave

Born under a bad sign
i've been down since i began to crawl
if it wasn't for bad luck
i wouldn't have no luck at all

bad luck and trouble is my only friend
i've been down ever since i was ten

Born under a bad sign
i've been down since i began to crawl
if it wasn't for bad luck
i wouldn't have no luck
if it wasn't for real bad luck
i wouldn't have no luck at all

born under a bad sign
born under a bad sign

. . .


Please open your eyes.
Try to realize.
I found out today we're going wrong,
We're going wrong.

Please open your mind.
See what you can find.
I found out today we're going wrong,
We're going wrong.

We're going wrong.
We're going wrong.
We're going wrong.

. . .


I went down to the crossroads, fell down on my knees.
I went down to the crossroads, fell down on my knees.
Asked the Lord above for mercy, "Save me if you please."

I went down to the crossroads, tried to flag a ride.
I went down to the crossroads, tried to flag a ride.
Nobody seemed to know me, everybody passed me by.

I'm going down to Rosedale, take my rider by my side.
I'm going down to Rosedale, take my rider by my side.
You can still barrelhouse, baby, on the riverside.

You can run, you can run, tell my friend-poor Willie Brown.
You can run, you can run, tell my friend-poor Willie Brown.
And I'm standing at the crossroads, believe I'm sinking down.

. . .


In a white room with black curtains near the station.
Blackroof country, no gold pavements, tired starlings.
Silver horses run down moonbeams in your dark eyes.
Dawnlight smiles on you leaving, my contentment.
I'll wait in this place where the sun never shines;
Wait in this place where the shadows run from themselves.
You said no strings could secure you at the station.
Platform ticket, restless diesels, goodbye windows.
I walked into such a sad time at the station.
As I walked out, felt my own need just beginning.
I'll wait in the queue when the trains come back;
Lie with you where the shadows run from themselves.
At the party she was kindest in the hard crowd.
Consolation for the old wound now forgotten.
Yellow tigers crouched in jungles in her dark eyes.
She's just dressing, goodbye windows, tired starlings.
I'll sleep in this place with the lonely crowd;
Lie in the dark where the shadows run from themselves.

. . .

Toad

[No lyrics]

. . .


It's getting near dawn,
When lights close their tired eyes.
I'll soon be with you my love,
To give you my dawn surprise.
I'll be with you darling soon,
I'll be with you when the stars start falling.

I've been waiting so long
To be where I'm going
In the sunshine of your love.

I'm with you my love,
The light's shining through on you.
Yes, I'm with you my love,
It's the morning and just we two.
I'll stay with you darling now,
I'll stay with you till my seeds are dried up.

Chorus

Second Verse

I've been waiting so long
I've been waiting so long
I've been waiting so long
To be where I'm going
In the sunshine of your love.

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I'm a sleepy time baby,
A sleepy time boy.
Work only maybe,
Life is a joy.

We'll have a sleepy time time,
We'll have a sleepy time time,
We'll have a sleepy time time,
We'll have a sleepy time time.
Sleepy time time,
Sleepy time time all the time.

Asleep in the daytime,
Asleep at night.
Life is all playtime,
Working ain't right.

We'll have a sleepy time time,
We'll have a sleepy time time,
We'll have a sleepy time time,
We'll have a sleepy time time.
Sleepy time time,
Sleepy time all the time.

I have my Sunday,
That ain't no lie.
But on Monday morning
Comes my favourite cry.

We'll have a sleepy time time,
We'll have a sleepy time time,
We'll have a sleepy time time,
We'll have a sleepy time time.
Sleepy time time,
Sleepy time all the time.

. . .


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