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Jeff Beck
Jeff Beck


Background information
Birth name Geoffrey Arnold Beck
Born June 24, 1944
Born place Wallington, England
Genre(s) Blues Rock
Years active 1965—present
Label(s) Epic Records
Associated acts The Yardbirds
The Jeff Beck Group
Website Website



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Jeff Beck Album


Rock 'n' Roll Party: Honoring Les Paul (02/22/2011)
02/22/2011
1.
Double Talking Baby (feat. Darrel Higham)
2.
Cruisin' (feat. Darrel Higham)
3.
The Train It Kept A Rollin' (feat. Darrel Higham)
4.
Cry Me A River (feat. Imelda May And Jason Rebello)
5.
How High The Moon (feat. Imelda May)
6.
Sitting On Top Of The World (feat. Imelda May)
7.
Bye Bye Blues (feat. Imelda May)
8.
9.
Vaya Con Dios (feat. Imelda May)
10.
Mockin' Bird Hill (feat. Imelda May)
11.
I'm A Fool To Care (feat. Imelda May)
12.
Tiger Rag (feat. Imelda May)
13.
Peter Gunn (feat. Jason Rebello And Trombone Shorty)
14.
Rocking Is Our Business (feat. Darrel Highham, Jason Rebello And Trombone Shorty)
15.
Apache
16.
Sleep Walk
17.
New Orleans (feat. Gary U.S. Bonds And Jason Rebello)
18.
19.
Please Mr. Jailor (feat. Imelda May)
20.
Twenty Flight Rock (feat. Brian Setzer)
. . .


My friends tried to tell me, but they were too late, yeah
What a fool I was to fall for your bait, yeah
You drive me crazy, kiss-a-me baby, I don't mean maybe
Double talkin' baby, please make up your mind

Oh-oh-oh-oh, first you said you would, if you just could, yeah
Then you said you could if you just would, yeah
You drive me crazy, kiss me baby, I don't mean maybe
Double talkin' baby, please make up your mind (Yeah)

Now you said you would if you still could, yeah
I bet you probably will if I keep still, yeah
You drive me crazy, kiss me baby, I don't mean maybe
A-double talkin' baby, please make up your mind (Yeah, git-it, go, rock)

My friends tried to tell me, but they were too late, yeah
What a fool I was to fall for your bait, yeah
You drive me crazy, kiss me baby, I don't mean maybe
A-double talkin' baby, please make up your mind

Oh-oh-oh-oh, first you said you would-hood, if you just could, yeah
Then you said you could if you just would, yeah
You drive me crazy, kiss me baby, I don't mean maybe
Double talkin' baby, please make up your mind

. . .


Cruisin', lookin' for my gal
I'm cruisin', goin' don't know where
I'm cruisin', got to find my gal
I'm cruisin' for a bruisin'
That man with her is gonna get
Cruisin', got to find my gal
I'm cruisin', goin' here and there
I'm cruisin', got to find my gal
I'm cruisin' for a fight
That man with her will have tonight, cruise

Crusin', ought to find my cat
Cruisin', so we can be a pair
Cruisin', wonderin' where she's at
I'm cruisin' for my date
I hope, I find before it's way too late, rock

Cruisin', lookin' for my gal
I'm cruisin', going don't know where
I'm cruisin, lookin' for my gal
I'm cruisin' for to bruise him bad
That man with her is gonna get

Cruisin', cruisin', cruisin', cruisin'
Cruisin', cruisin', I'm cruisin'

. . .


I caught the train, I met a dame,
She was a hipster, well and a rock of dame,
She was pretty, from New York City,
Well and we trucked on down in that old Fairlane,
(Goin' on,)
With a heave and a ho,
(Wo,)
Well, I just couldn't let her go.
(Yes I did,)
Get along, sweet little woman, get along,
Be on your way,
Get along, sweet little woman, get along,
Be on your way,
With a heave, and a ho,
(Love the way you walk,)
I just couldn't let her go.
(Yes I do now.)

Well, the train kept a-rollin', all night long,
(Sweet little woman, get along,)
The train kept a-rollin', all night long,
([You're my queen?])
The train kept a-rollin', all night long,
(Sweet little woman, get along,)
The train kept a-rollin', all night long,
(You're my queen)
With a heave, and a ho,
(Love the way you walk,)
Well I just couldn't let her go,
(Yes I do.)

We made a stop at Albuquerque,
She must have thought I was a real gone jerk,
We got out the train in El Paso,
Lookin' so good, Jack, I couldn't let her go.
Get along, sweet little woman, get along,
(Oh, right,)
Well, the train kept a-rollin' all night long,
The train kept a-rollin' all night long,
The train kept a-rollin' all night long,
The train kept a-rollin' all night long,
With a heave and a ho,
Well I just couldn't let her go.

. . .


Now you say you're lonely
You cried the long night through
Well, you can cry me a river, cry me a river
I cried a river over you

Now you say you're sorry
For being so untrue
Well, you can cry me a river, cry me a river
I cried, cried, cried a river over you

You drove me, nearly drove me, out of my head
While you never shed a tear
Remember, I remember, all that you said
You told me love was too plebeian
Told me you were through with me and

Now you say, you say you love me
Well, just to prove that you do
Come on and cry me a river, cry me a river
'Cause I cried a river over you

You drove me, nearly drove me, out of my head
While you never shed a tear
Remember, remember, all that you said
Told me love was too plebeian
Told me you were through with me and

Now, now you say you love me
Well, just to prove you do
Come on and cry, cry, cry me a river, cry me a river
'Cause I cried a river over you

If my pillow talk, imagine what it would have said
Could it be a river of tears I cried in bed?
So you can cry me a river
Daddy, go ahead and cry that river
'Cause I cried, how I cried a river over you
How I cried a river over you

. . .


Somewhere there's music
How faint the tune
Somewhere there's heaven
How high the moon
There is no moon above
When love is far away too
Till it comes true
That you love me as I love you

Somewhere there's music
How near, how far
Somewhere there's heaven
Its where you are
The darkest night would shine
If you would come to me soon
Until you will, how still my heart
How high the moon

Somewhere there's music
How faint the tune
Somewhere there's heaven
How high the moon
The darkest night would shine
If you would come to me soon
Until you will, how still my heart
How high the moon

. . .


One summer day, she went away
Gone and left me, she's gone to stay.
She's gone, but I don't worry,
I'm sittin' on top of the world.

All the summer, worked on this farm
Had to take Christmas in my overalls.
She's gone, but I don't worry,
I'm sittin' on top of the world.

Going down to the freight yard,
Gonna catch me a freight train.
Gonna leave this town,
Work done got to hard.
She's gone, but I don't worry,
I'm sittin' on top of the world.

One summer day, she went away
Gone and left me, she's gone to stay.
She's gone, but I don't worry,
Cause I'm sittin' on top of the world.

All last summer, worked on this farm
Had to take Christmas in my overalls.
She's gone, gone, but I don't worry, no
Cause I'm sittin', sittin' on top of the world.

Going down to the freight yard, yeh, yeh, yeh
Gonna catch me a freight train.
Gonna leave this town, yeh, yeh, yeh
Work done got to hard.
She's gone, but I don't worry,
Cause I'm sittin', I'm sittin'on top of the world.

. . .


Bye bye blues... bye bye blues
Bells ring... birds sing
Sun is shin-in'... no more pin-in'

Just we two... smil-in' through
Don't sigh... don't cry
Bye bye blues

Bye bye blues... I'm sayin' bye bye blues
Bells will ring and birds all sing
Stop your mope-in', keep on hope-in'

You and me... can't you see
Now don't you sigh... and don't you cry
Bye bye blues

. . .


Dear one, the world is waiting for the sunrise.
Ev'ry rose is covered with dew
And while the world is waiting for the sunrise
And my heart is calling you.

[Instrumental Interlude]

Dear one, the world is waiting for the sunrise.
Ev'ry rose is covered with dew
The thrush on high his sleepy mate is calling
And my heart is calling you.

The thrush on high his sleepy mate is calling
And my heart is calling you.

. . .


Now the hacienda's dark, the town is sleeping;
Now the time has come to part, the time for weeping.

Vaya con Dios my darling,
May God be with you my love.

Wherever you may be, I'll be beside you,
Although you're many million dreams away.
Each night I'll say a pray'r, a pray'r to guide you
To hasten ev'ry lonely hour of ev'ry lonely day.
Now the dawn is breaking through a gray tomorrow,
But the memories we share are there to borrow.

Vaya con Dios, my darling:
May God be with you, my love, my love,
May God be with you my love.

Now the village mission bells are softly ringing,
If you listen with your heart you'll hear them singing,
Vaya con Dios my darling,
May God be with you my love.

Wherever you may be I'll be beside you,
Although you're many million dreams away,
Each night I'll say a pray'r, a pray'r to guide you
To hasten ev'ry lonely hour of ev'ry lonely day.

Now the dawn is breaking through a gray tomorrow,
But the memories we share are there to borrow,
Vaya con Dios, my darling!
May God be with you, my love, my love,
May God be with you my love.

. . .


[Chorus:]
Tra-la-la, tweedlee dee dee it gives me a thrill
To wake up in the morning to the mockin' bird's trill
Tra-la-la, tweedlee dee dee
There's peace and goodwill
You're welcome as the flowers on Mockin'bird Hill

When the sun in the mornin' peeps over the hill
And kisses the roses 'round my windowsill
Then my heart fills with gladness when I hear the trill
Of those birds in the treetops on Mockin'bird Hill

[Chorus]

When it's late in the evenin' I climb up the hill
And survey all my kingdom while everything's still
Only me and the sky and an old whippoorwill
Singing songs in the twilight on Mockin'bird Hill

[Chorus 3x]

. . .


I'm a fool to care
When you treat me this way
I know I love you
But what can I do

I'm a fool to care
I'm a fool to cry
When you tell me goodbye
You left me so blue
When you were untrue

I'm a fool to care
I know I should laugh
And call it a day
But I know I would cry
If you went away

I'm a fool to care
When you don't care for me
So why should I pretend
I'll lose in the end
I'm a fool to care

[Instrumental Interlude]

I'm a fool to care
When you don't care for me
So why should I pretend
I'll lose in the end
I'm a fool to care

. . .


Hold that tiger, hold that tiger
Hold that tiger, hold that tiger
Hold that tiger, hold that tiger
Hold that tiger

Where's that tiger? Where's that tiger?
Here's that tiger
Where's that tiger? Here's that tiger
Where's that tiger? There's that tiger

Hold that tiger, hold that tiger
Hold that tiger, hold that tiger
Hold that tiger, hold that tiger
Hold that tiger

Where's that tiger? Where's that tiger?
Here's that tiger
Where's that tiger? Here's that tiger
Where's that tiger? There's that tiger
Hold that tiger

. . .


Every night your line is busy
All that buzzin' makes me dizzy
Couldn't count on all my fingers
All the dates you had with swingers

Bye, bye, bye, baby
I'm gonna kiss you goodbye and go right through that doorway
So long, I'm leaving
This is the last time we'll meet on the street going your way

Don't look surprised, you know you've buttered your bread
So now it's fair, you should stare at the back of my head
If you write a letter to me
My former friend, don't you end with an R.S.V.P.

I'm going bye, bye, I'm moving
Tomorrow I may be splittin' to Britain or Norway
I'm saying bye, bye, bye baby
Now that I heard all that jazzing whereas I have had it, I've had it

I'm through now with you now
So baby it's au revouir
Adios, ciao, ciao, goodbye

. . .


Rockin' is our business
And rockin' is what we do (oh yeah)
Rockin' is our business
And rockin' is what we do (oh yeah)
Come on everybody, we want you to rock with us too
Now we've got Don on sax, Rudy on drums
Shifty on bass, Gene on the piano
Cliff and Claude sing and jive
Come on everybody get the joint alive
'Cause rockin' is our business
And rockin' is what we do
Rock (rock) rock everybody
Rock (rock) rock everybody
Rock (rock) rock everybody
Rock (rock) rock everybody
Rock (rock) rock everybody
Rock, rock, rock, rock

When you go out and hire a hall
And you want the joint to rock
All you do is give us a call
We'll be Johnny on the spot
'Cause rockin' is our business
And rockin' is what we do
Rock (rock) rock everybody
Rock (rock) rock everybody
Rock (rock) rock everybody
Rock (rock) rock everybody
Rock (rock) rock everybody
Rock, rock, rock, rock

Rock, rock, rock, everybody
Rock, rock, rock, everybody
Rock, rock, rock, everybody
Rock, rock, rock, everybody
Rock, rock, rock, everybody
Rock, rock, rock, rock
Rock!
Rock!
Rock!

. . .

Apache

[No lyrics]

. . .

Sleep Walk

[No lyrics]

. . .

New Orleans

[No lyrics]

. . .


Seems like the other day
My baby, he went away
He went away across the sea

It's been two years ago
That's when my baby go
That's when this letter it came to me

He said that we were through
He'd found somebody new
Oooh, let me think
Oooh, let me think
What can I do?

Oh no
Oh no
Oh no no no no no
Walking in the sand
Walking hand in hand
The night was so exciting
His lips were so inviting

Whatever happened to
The boy that I once knew
The boy who said he'd be true
What will happen to
The life I gave to you
What will I do with my heart now

(Remember) walking in the sand
(Remember) walking hand in hand
(Remember) walking in the sand

(Remember) walking in the sand
(Remember) walking hand in hand
(Remember) walking in the sand

(Remember) walking in the sand
(Remember) walking hand in hand
(Remember) walking in the sand

(Remember) walking in the sand
(Remember) walking hand in hand
(Remember) walking in the sand

. . .


[Allison:]
Please Mr. Jailer, won't you let my man go free?
Please Mr. Jailer, won't you let my man go free?
He don't belong in prison, though he's guilty as can be,
But the only crime he's guilty of is simply loving me.
Please Mr. Jailer, won't you let my man go free?

(Please Mr. Jailer) won't you let my man go free?
Yeah yeah yeah

[Inmates:]
Please Mr. Jailer, won't you let this jailbird free?
Whoa ho ho

[Allison:]
Just look into his eyes, open up that door.
Just listen to his guitar, you'll know the score.

[Cry Baby:]
Please Mr. Jailer, let an honest man go free.

[Allison:]
Yeah yeah yeah

[Cry Baby and inmates:]
Please Mr. Jailer, don't you make no lifer outta me.
I'm innocent, I swear it. Let my woman testify,
She'll tell you where I was that night,

[Allison:]
Yeah I'm his alibi.

[Allison:]
Please Mr. Jailer, won't you let my man go free?

[Cry Baby and inmates:]
Well I'm tired of pressing liscense plates down in this rotten hole,
I gotta reach the outside before I lose control.
Please Mr. Jailer, don't you make no lifer outta me.

[Alison:]
Yeah Yeah Yeah

[Cry Baby and inmates:]
Please Mr. Jailer, let me out of this penitentiary
(Whoa, let me out)
Please Mr. Jailer, don't you make no lifer out of me.

[Allison:]
(Please Mr. Jailer) won't you let my baby go free?
Whoa ho ho oh, whoa ho, let my man go free.

[Cry Baby:]
Whoa oh oh, don't make no lifer out of me.
Please Mr. Jailer, can't you see how much love she's got for me

[Allison:]
Well, let him go! let him go! let him go! let my man go free. Yeah Whoa

[Cry baby and immates:]
Please mr Jailer. Let me out!
Please mr. Jailer, don't make me shout.
Please mr. Jailer, Well let me out!

. . .


Oh well, I've got a girl with a record machine
When it comes to rockin' she's the queen
We love to dance on a Saturday night
All alone, I can hold her tight
But she lives in a twentiest floor up town
The elevator's broken down

So I walked one, two flight, three flight, four
Five, six, seven flight, eight flight more
Up on the twelfth I started to drag
Fifteenth floor I'm ready to sag
Get to the top, I'm too tired to rock

When she calles me up on the telephone
Said c'mon over honey, I'm all alone
I said baby, you're mighty sweet
But I'm in the bed with a achin' feet
This went on for a couple of days
But I couldn't stay away

So I walked one, two flight, three flight, four
Five, six, seven flight, eight flight more
Up on the twelfth I'm ready to drag
Fifteenth floor I started to sag
Get to the top, I'm too tired to rock

Well, they sent to Chicago for repairs
'Till it's a-fixed I'm using the stairs
Hope they hurry up before it's too late
Want my baby too much to wait
All this climbin' is gettin' me down
They'll find my corpse draped over a rail

But I climbed one, two flight, three flight, four
Five, six, seven flight, eight flight more
Up on the twelfth I'm ready to drag
Fifteenth floor I started to sag
Get to the top, I'm too tired to rock

. . .


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