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Gary Moore
Gary Moore


Background information
Birth name Robert William Gary Moore
Born April 4, 1952
Born place Belfast, Northern Ireland, UK
Died February 6, 2011
Death place Estepona, Spain
Genre(s) Blues Rock
Hard Rock
Heavy Metal
Blues
Jazz Fusion
Years active 1969—2011
Associated acts Thin Lizzy
Phil Lynott
Skid Row (Irish band)
Colosseum II
Greg Lake
Bruce-Baker-Moore
Website Website



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Gary Moore Album


A Different Beat (1999)
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Can't Help Myself (E-Z Rollers Remix)
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Did you crawl out from the ashes
Just to see that holy light?
Did the devil make you do it?
Did he teach you wrong from right?

Why don't you go on home?
Why don't you go on home?
Why don't you go on home?
Why don't you go on home?

Gonna say it again,
Gonna say it again,
Gonna say it again.

Did you crawl out from the ashes
Just to see that holy light?
And did the devil make you do it?
Was your freedom justified?

Why don't you go on home?
Why don't you go on home?
Why don't you go on home?
Why don't you go on home?

Gonna say it again,
Gonna say it again,
Gonna say it again,
Gonna say it.

Did you crawl out from the ashes
Just to see that holy light?
Did that old devil make you do it?
Was your freedom justified?

Why don't you go on home?
Why don't you go on home?
Why don't you go on home?
Why don't you go on home?
Go on home.

Did you crawl out from the ashes
Just to see that holy light?
And did the devil make you do it?
Was your freedom justified?

Why don't you go on home?
Why don't you go on home?
Why don't you go on home?
Why don't you go on home?
Why don't you go on?

Gonna say it again,
Gonna say it again,
Gonna say it again.
Gonna say it again,
Gonna say it again,
Gonna say it again.

Gonna say it again,
Gonna say it again,
Gonna say it again.
Gonna say it again,
Gonna say it again,
Gonna say it again.

Gonna say it again,
Gonna say it again.
Why don't you go on home?
Why don't you go on home?
Why don't you go on?
Why don't you go on?
Why don't you go on?

Why won't you?
Why won't you?
Why won't you?
Why don't you?
Why don't you?
Why don't you?

Why don't you?
Why don't you?
Why don't you?
Why don't you?
Why don't you?
Why don't you?

. . .


Can't seem to find no way out of here,
But maybe I'm not even trying.
Every day one thing becomes so clear,
There is no point in denying.

That I'm lost in your love,
I'm so lost in your love.

It's been this way such a long, long time,
Oh, ever since I can remember.
From that sweet moment when you were mine,
On that cold night in November.

I've been lost in your love,
I'm lost in your love.
I'm so lost in your love,
So lost in your love.

Can't seem to find no way out of here,
But maybe I'm not even trying.
Every day one thing becomes so clear,
There is no point in denying.

That I'm lost in your love,
So lost in your love.
I'm so lost in your love.
I'm so lost in your love.

I'm lost.
I'm lost.
I'm lost.
I'm lost.

I'm so lost.
I'm so lost.
I'm lost.
I'm so lost inside your love,
Inside your love,
Inside your love.

. . .


Ain't gonna worry no more,
If you stay or if you go.
Ain't gonna worry no more,
If you stay or if you go.

I'm tired of waiting by the telephone,
I'm tired of waiting till the cows come home.
I'm tired of waiting when you're not around,
I'm sick of waiting till the sun goes down.
Ain't gonna worry no more.

Ain't gonna trouble myself,
If I don't see you no more.
I said, I ain't gonna trouble my sweet self,
If I don't, if I don't see you around here no more.

Ah, I'm tired of waiting by the telephone,
I'm tired of waiting till the cows come home.
I'm tired of waiting till the sun goes down,
I'm tired of waiting when you're not around.
Ain't gonna worry no more.

Cause I'm so tired of being lonely.
I'm so tired of saying goodbye.
I'm so tired of being lonely.
Yes, I'm so tired of saying goodbye.

Ain't gonna cry no more tears,
Ain't gonna cry no more tears over you.
Yeah, I ain't gonna cry no more tears,
Ain't gonna cry no more tears over you.

Because I'm tired of waiting by the telephone,
I'm tired of waiting till the cows come home.
I'm tired of waiting till the sun goes down,
I'm tired of waiting when you're not around.

I'm tired of waiting by the telephone,
I'm tired of waiting till the cows come home.
I'm sick of waiting up until the dawn,
I'm tired of you and I'm moving on.

Ain't gonna worry no more, mm.
Ain't gonna worry no more.
Ain't gonna worry,
Ain't gonna worry,
Ain't gonna worry no more,
No more.

. . .


You don't care about me,
I don't care about that.
You've got a new fool
And I like it like that.
I have only one burnin' desire,
let me stand next to your fire.

Let me stand next to your fire. (Let me stand)
Let me stand next to your fire. (Let me stand)
Let me stand next to your fire. (Let me stand)
Let me stand next to your fire.

C'mon, hoh!
Come on and go bullseye.

You say your mama ain't home,
It ain't my turn.
So just play with me
And you won't get burned.
I have only one burnin' desire,
Let me stand next to your fire.

Let me stand next to your fire. (Let me stand)
Let me stand next to your fire. (Let me stand)
Let me stand next to your fire. (Let me stand)
I said, let me stand next to your fire.

Heah, hoh.
Move over, rover.

You're tryin' to give me your money,
Better save it babe.
Save it for your rainy day.
I have only one itchin' desire,
Let me stand next to you.

Let me stand next to your fire. (Let me stand)
Let me stand next to your fire. (Let me stand)
Let me stand next to your fire. (Let me stand)
Let me stand next to your fire.

Hoh, yeah.

. . .


Surrender, surrender,
Surrender, surrender.

Look at me and look at you,
The things we put each other through.
And every day that we're apart,
The scars run deeper through my heart.

Surrender, surrender,
To our love so tender.

Now that I anticipate,
When I'm with you the world can wait.
Heaven's door is open wide
When it's you I feel inside.

Surrender, surrender,
To our love so tender.

Look at me and look at you,
The things we put each other through.
And every day that we're apart,
The scars run deeper through my heart.

Surrender, surrender,
To our love so tender.
Surrender, surrender,
To our love so tender.

. . .


I would have done anything to make you mine.
Sold everything to buy you a ring, stopped drinking the wine.
But I was a fool to play by your rules.
But everyone said, you're better off dead,
Than get yourself hurt.

But you left me.
Yeah, you left me
Living in a house full of blues.
Yeah, you left me.
Yeah, you left me
Living in a house full of blues.

I kidded myself that nobody else
Could take you away until that day when you turned and ran.
And I was a fool to play by your rules.
And everyone said, you're better off dead,
Than get yourself hurt.

But you left me.
Yeah, you left me
Living in a house full of blues.
Well, you left me.
That's where you left me
Living in a house full of blues.

Yes, you did.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Yeah.

I would have done anything to make you mine.
I would have sold everything to buy you a ring, stopped drinking the wine.
But I was a fool to play by your rules.
Took all that I had, turned everything bad
And now it's all gone.

You left me,
That's where you left me.
You left me living in a house full of blues.
Yeah, you left me.
Oh lord, you left me
You left me living in a house full of blues.

Living in a house of blues.
Living in a house of blues.
Living in a house of blues, yes you did.
Living in a house of blues.

That's where you left me, left me,
Living in a house of blues.
Living in a house, living in a house,
Living in a house of blues.

That's where you left me, left me,
living in a house of blues.
Living in a house of blues.
You left me living in a house of blues.

. . .


Well, I'm standin' at the station,
A suitcase in my hand.
I'm standin' at the station,
A suitcase in my hand.
But that train won't bring my baby back.
No, that train won't bring my baby back.

Well, she left me here this morning
To meet another man.
She left me here this morning
To meet another man.
But that train won't bring my baby back.
No, that train won't bring my baby back.
Oh, no.

Gonna look for my sweet baby,
A suitcase in my hand.
Gonna look for my sweet baby,
A suitcase in my hand.
And that train won't bring my baby back.
Yeah, that train won't bring my baby back.
Bring her home, yeah.

Well, I'm standin' at the station,
A suitcase in my hand.
Lord, I'm standin' at the station,
A suitcase in my hand.
But that train won't bring my baby back.
No, that train won't bring my baby back, yeah.

Bring her home, yeah.

Move along,
Move along,
Move along,
Move along.

Move along,
Move along,
Move along,
Move along.

Move along,
Move along.

. . .


In this world of make believe,
I will try to find a way.
It's so easy to deceive
What you do or what you say.

I would never try to ever break your heart,
Even though it seems I tear your soul apart.
I would never try to hurt you,
Never leave you or desert you.
Try to understand, I just can't help myself.

In this world of make believe,
I will try to find a way.
It's so easy to deceive
What you do and what you say.

I would never try to ever break your heart,
Even though it seems I tear your soul apart.
I would never try to hurt you,
Never leave you or desert you.
Try to understand, I just can't help myself.
I just can't help myself.

In this world of make believe,
I will try to find a way.
It's so easy to deceive
With what you do and what you say.

I would never try to ever break your heart,
Even though it seems I tear your soul apart.
I would never try to hurt you,
Never leave you or desert you.
Try to understand, I just can't help myself.
I just can't help myself.

No, I can't help myself.

. . .


Let's hear it for the Fatboy.
Let's hear it for the Fatboy.
Let's hear it for the Fatboy.
Let's hear it for the Fatboy.

Let's hear it for the Fatboy.
Let's hear it for the Fatboy.
Let's hear it for the Fatboy.

Let's hear it for the Fatboy.

Fatboy, Fatboy.
Fatboy, Fatboy.
Fatboy, Fatboy.
Fatboy, Fatboy.
Let's hear it for the Fatboy.

Fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa,
bo-bo-bo-bo-bo-bo-bo-bo-bo-bo-bo-bo.

Let's hear it for the Fatboy.
Let's hear it for the Fatboy.

Let's hear it for the Fatboy.
Let's hear it for the Fatboy.
Let's hear it for the Fatboy.
Let's hear it for the Fatboy.
Let's hear it for the Fatboy.
Let's hear it for the Fatboy.
Let's hear it for the Fatboy.
Let's hear it for the Fatboy.

. . .


The same with all the human race,
With nothin' to take it's place.
We want lovin',
We want love.

Every woman, every man,
Tryin' to do the best they can.
They want lovin',
They want love.

Everybody on this earth,
Tryin' to find out what they're worth.
They want lovin',
They want love.

Every woman, every man,
Tryin' to do the best they can.
They want lovin',
They want love.

They want lovin',
They want love.

Everybody on this earth,
Tryin' to find out what they're worth.
They want lovin',
They want love.

The same with all the human race,
With nothin' to take it's place.
They want lovin',
They want love.

We want lovin',
We want love.
We want lovin',
We want love.

We want lovin',
We want love.

. . .


In this world of make believe,
I will try to find a way.
It's so easy to deceive
What you do or what you say.

I would never try to ever break your heart,
Even though it seems I tear your soul apart.
I would never try to hurt you,
Never leave you or desert you.
Try to understand, I just can't help myself.

In this world of make believe,
I will try to find a way.
It's so easy to deceive
What you do and what you say.

I would never try to ever break your heart,
Even though it seems I tear your soul apart.
I would never try to hurt you,
Never leave you or desert you.
Try to understand, I just can't help myself.
I just can't help myself.

In this world of make believe,
I will try to find a way.
It's so easy to deceive
With what you do and what you say.

I would never try to ever break your heart,
Even though it seems I tear your soul apart.
I would never try to hurt you,
Never leave you or desert you.
Try to understand, I just can't help myself.
I just can't help myself.

No, I can't help myself.

. . .


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