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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



1968
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Greensleeves
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Beck's Bolero
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Shapes of things before my eyes,
Just help me to despise.
Will time make men more wise?

Here, within my lonely frame,
My eyes just hurt my brain.
Will time make men more sane?

Come tomorrow, will I be older?
Come tomorrow, maybe a soldier, (Now listen)
Come tomorrow, maybe I'm older than today.

(Listen to this)
Here within my lonely frame,
My eyes just hurt my goddarn brain.
Will time make men more sane?

. . .



(Over here)
Let me love you baby,
You're drivin' my poor heart crazy.

Let me love you baby,
You're drivin' my poor heart crazy.

When I'm with you woman,
My whole life seems so hazy.

(Ah, don't you know that)

Baby, when you walk,
You shake just like a willow tree?

(Ah, yes you do, darlin', every time I see ya. Oh!)

Baby, when you walk you know what?
You shake just like a willow tree.

(Know, I know, I know, I know.)

Ooh-ee baby, you sure look so good to me.

(Come on babe ... Yes, I know it ... Yeah)

SongtexteBaby when you walk,
You shake like a willow tree.

(You oughta know that by now.)

Baby when you walk,
You shake like a willow tree.

And ooh-ee baby, you sure look so good to me.

(Easy with this one)

Let me love you baby,
Love you baby.

Know, I know, I know.

Let me love you baby.

Ah you let me love you ... What you got.

Let me love you baby.

Love you baby.

Any old way you choose it.

I don't mind what time you call, (Ah, ah, yeah)

You're drivin' my poor heart crazy.

Let me love you baby.

Love you baby.

Early in the mornin' time.

Later in the evenin'.

Let me love you baby,
You're drivin' my poor heart ... crazy.

. . .


Walk me out in the morning dew, my honey
Please walk me out in the morning dew, sometime
Can't walk you out in no morning dew, I'm sorry, I'm sorry
Can't walk you out in no morning dew
Thought I heard a young man cryin'
Thought I heard a young man cryin' today
You didn't hear no young man cryin'
You did not hear no young man cryin'

Thought I heard a young girl cryin'
Thought I heard a young girl cryin'
You, you did not hear no young girl cryin'
I'm sorry, but you know you didn't
You did not hear no young man cryin'

Now there is no more morning dew
Now there is no more morning dew
What they've been sayin'
All these god-darn' years has come true
I knew it would too

Now there's no more morning dew
Now there is no more morning dew, at all, oh
Now there is no more morning dew
Because, because, because what they've been sayin'
All these years has come true
That you know, and only you know
That, there's no more morning dew

Now, now there is no more morning dew
People, you know that there's no more morning dew
Because, because, what they've been sayin'
All these years has come true
It had to happen, you know
That, there's no more morning dew

. . .


You know you shook me, you shook me all night long
You know you shook me, you shook me all night long
You shook me so hard, baby, baby, baby, please come home
I have a bird that whistles and I have birds that sing
I have a bird that whistles and I have birds that sing
I have a baby, won't do nothing, buy a diamond ring

You know you shook me, you shook me all night long
I know you really, really did babe
I said, you shook me, baby, you shook me all night long
You shook me so hard, baby, you shook me all night long

. . .


Old man river, that old man river
He don't say nothin', but he must know somethin'
That old man river, he just keeps rolling along
He don't plant tater's
And we all know, he don't pick cotton
But them that plant 'em, are soon forgotten
That old man river, he just keeps rolling along, oh, yes he does

You and me, we sweat and toil
Our bodies, all naked and racked with pain, now listen
Lift that bar, you'd better tote that bail
And if ya get a little drunk, you'll land in jail

I'm so weary, I'm sick of tryin'
I'm tired of livin' but afraid of dyin'
That, that god-darn old river, he just keeps rolling along
Keep on rollin' along

Keep on rollin' along
Old man river, don't you stop your way
Keep on runnin' from the North, the South, the East or West
You gotta roll it

. . .

Greensleeves

[No lyrics]

. . .


Listen, you can rock me, rock me all night long
Keep on rockin' me baby, rock me all night long
'Cause you know what when you rock me
My poor back, it ain't got a bone
You can roll me
Just like they roll the wagon wheel, way down in the country
Keep on rollin' me baby, roll me all night long
You know you can shake, rattle and roll me
'Til my back it ain't got a bone and I won't mind that

Over here, keep on rollin' me baby
Just roll me all night long, I won't mind it
Keep on rollin' me baby, roll me all night long
'Cause you know what when you shake, rattle and roll me
My ol' back it ain't got a bone, so will you do it

Keep on rollin' me baby, rollin' me babe
Any old way you choose it
Keep on rollin' me, keep rollin' me honey
Till my ol' back ain't got a bone, over then

Rockin' me baby, rockin' me baby
Rock me honey, rockin' me baby
I don't mind which way that you, come on honey, keep on

Rockin' me baby, rockin' me baby
Keep on rockin' me baby
You know you better keep on rockin' me all night long
You can rock me baby, yeah yeah

. . .

Beck's Bolero

[No lyrics]

. . .


I don't know too much about love, people,
But I sure think I've got it bad.
I don't know too much about love, people,
But I sure think I've got it bad.
Some people say love is just a gamble.
But whatever it is, it's about to drive poor me mad.
I sit here in my lonely room,
Tears flowing down my eyes.
As I sit here in my lonely room,
Tears flowing on down my eyes,
I wonder how you could treat me so low-down and dirty.
You know what? Your heart must be made out of iron,
And it ain't no lie.
Sometimes, I get so worried, people,
I could just sit right down and cry.
Sometimes, I get so worried, people,
You know I could sit right down and cry.
Because I don't know too much about love, people,
But I sure think I've got it bad.

. . .


Ain't superstitious
Black cat crossed my trail
I ain't superstitious
But a black cat crossed my trail
Bad luck ain't got me so far
And I won't let it stop me now
The dogs begin to bark
All over my neighborhood and that ain't all
Dogs begin to bark
All over my neighborhood

This is a mean old world to live in
And I can't face it all by myself, at all

And, dogs begin to bark
All over my neighborhood
The dogs begin to bark
All over my neighborhood

I got a feelin' about the future
And it ain't too good, I know that

I know, I know, I know, I

Ain't superstitious
But a black cat crossed my trail
I said it so many times before

Ain't superstitious
A black cat crossed my trail
Bad luck ain't got me so far
And you know I ain't gonna let it stop me now

. . .


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