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Nazareth
Nazareth


Background information
Origin Dunfermline, Scotland
Genre(s) Blues Rock
Heavy Metal
Years active 1968—present
Label(s) Eagle Records
NEMS Enterprises
Website Website
Members
Dan McCafferty
Pete Agnew
Lee Agnew
Jimmy Murrison
Former members
Manny Charlton
Zal Cleminson
Billy Rankin
John Locke
Ronnie Leahy
Darrell Sweet



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Nazareth Album


Play 'N' The Game (1976)
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D. McCafferty/P. Agnew/D. Sweet/M. Charlton

Goin' out, got some time to use
Baby, baby, baby, I just can't lose
Truckin' round from town to town
Got to get my rocks off the ground
Going up, I've been down so long
All I need is just one good song
Take me out of this dead end gig
Get my shot at some of the big
If you want to rock
If you want to rock
You got to find somebody to roll
I just signed my life away
The record company's got to pay
Got to chase that billboard bullet
Nothin' left but to go out and do it
If you want to rock
You got to find
If you want to rock
You got to find somebody to roll
Somebody to roll
Goin' out, got some time to use
Baby, baby, baby, I just can't lose
Truckin' round from town to town
Got to get my rocks off the ground
If you want to rock
You got to find somebody
If you want to rock
You got to find somebody to roll
Somebody to roll

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Jerry Leiber/L. Butler

Lord I swear, the perfume you wear
Is made out of turnip greens
And every time that I kiss you girl
It tastes like pork and beans
Even though you're wearin‘ them
Citified high heels
I can tell by your giant steps
That you've been walkin' through cotton fields
Ohhhhhh, you're some down home girl
Your shoes are green, your dress is red
And your wiggy head is powder blue
But underneath all of that mess,
Well you're still the same old messy you
You're sittin there in that fancy chair
Just drinkin' champaigne like a movie star
When ya oughta be sittin' on a sidewalk
Drinkin white lightnin'
Out of a jelly jar
Oh, you're some down home girl
Dimples in your pretty cheeks
And dimples in your knees
You walk by and baby I
Can smell magnolia trees
You tell me you're from New York baby
But I know you're from way down South
I can hear a Mississippi mama
Evey time you open up your mouth
Oh, you're some down home girl
Oh, you're some down home girl

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D. McCafferty/P. Agnew/D. Sweet/M. Charlton

Here I am flying
Looking down at mother earth below
Above me only blue skies
Below me is a cotton candy world
Here I am dreaming
Plane I'm on flies gently as a bird
Captain said something
But I never heard single word
Here I am flying
Look above you
I'll be watching you
Maybe you won't see me
But soon I'll be flying
Soon I'll be flying home to you
Gazing at the sunrise
Homeland sure looks green far down below
Now we're almost landed
I can see the hostess by the door
Here I am flying
Look above you
I'll be watching you
Maybe you won't see me
But soon I'll be flying
Soon I'll be flying home to you
Won't be long ‘till I see
Bridges on our river
Looking at the old familiar lights
Won't be long ‘till we'll be
Making up for countless sleepless nights
Here I am flying
Looking down at mother earth below
Above me only blue skies
Below me is a cotton candy world
Here I am flying
Look above you
I'll be watching you
Maybe you won't see me
But soon I'll be flying
Soon I'll be flying home to you

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D. McCafferty/P. Agnew/D. Sweet/M. Charlton

Cruisin' on down to my street corner
Where me and my friends hang out
I'm pickin' up Billy along the way
Man he knows what it's all about
Jed knows some chicks that can be had
He's got his old mans car
You know that can't be bad
Phil just got numbered in a fight
But we all jumped in now ol' Phil's alright
Hangin' out together on the street
Lookin' so hot we can't be beat
Keepin' so cool when we get hassled
Takin' our time to move along
And if you're lookin' to start some trouble
Man you don't know what you're takin' on
Me and Billy all the guys
Fat Marie with the friendly eyes
She ain't so pretty but, ooh my my my
Street corner people waitin' for the man
Just me and Billy and all the guys
Fat Marie with the friendly eyes
She ain't so pretty but, ooh my my my
Street corner people, we're waitin' for the man
Shootin' our job to the local ladies
Showin' them such a good time
Drinkin' our wine and gettin' crazy
And movin' on down the line
Just me and Billy, all the guys
Fat Marie with the friendly eyes
She ain't so pretty but, ooh my my my
We're just street corner people waitin' for the man
Me and Billy, all the guys
Fat Marie with the friendly eyes
She ain't so pretty but, ooh my my my
Street corner people waitin' for the man
We're just street corner people
We're waitin' for the man

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D. McCafferty/P. Agnew/D. Sweet/M. Charlton

Reach out and touch my fire
I'll make you know you're alive
Sweet love move in slow
Stretching out like a wire
I'll take you right to the top
Girl as low as you can drop
You'll thank the Lord up above
Woman you'll know you've been loved
I was born to love
I was born to love
Sure as there's stars up above
I was born to love
Born to love you
Slow down now don't you run
For you there's just no way out
Made up my mind, not wastin' time
You're what I'm thinkin' about
I got myself on your case
You just can't keep up the pace
But you'll thank the Lord up above
Woman you'll know you've been loved
I was born to love
I was born to love
Sure as there's stars up above
I was born to love
Born to love you
Hey girl don't be a fool
Your bridges all have been crossed
You've got it wrong, my love is strong
So don't go countin' the cost
I'm only thinkin' of you
Give me just an hour or two
Then you'll thank the Lord up above
Woman you'll know you've been loved
I was born to love
I was born to love
Sure, sure as there's stars up above
I was born to love
Born to love you
I was born to love you

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Joe Tex

I want to hold you in my arms ‘till you say "turn me loose"?
I want to do little things to you ‘till you say "It ain't no use"?
I want to wake you every morning with a good morning kiss
I want to kiss you to sleep the same way cause I, I know you like this
I want to do everything for you
Cause that's all that a man can do
When he loves a woman like I love you
And I love ya, love ya, love ya
I want to say sweet things to you ‘till you say I've said enough
I want to stand right by your side when the goin' gets tough
I want to mend your broken heart till you say the hurt is gone
I want to stay with you always so that you won't be alone
I want to do everything for you
Cause that's all that a man can do
When he loves a woman like I love you
And I love ya, love ya, love ya
I want to work for you every day ‘till you say "come home and rest"?
I want to buy you pretty little things so you can look your best
I want to take you every where so the world can see what I got
I want to treat you with tender love ‘till you say I've got to stop
I want to do everything for you
‘Cause that's all that a man can do
When he loves a woman like I love you
And I love ya, love ya, love ya
I want to do everything for you
Cause that's all that a man can do
When he loves a woman like I love you
And I love ya, love ya, love ya, love ya

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I don't want to
Go on without you
It's so bad to be alone
Oh baby come home
I need you
My room is so blue
I keep seeing your face
Oh every place

Here in the gloom
Of my lonely room
I hold her memories
And smell her sweet perfume

I can't stand to
Live on without you
Oh my darlin', hear my plea
C'mon back to me

Here in the gloom
Of my lonely room
I hold her memories
And smell her sweet perfume

I can't stand to
Live on without you
Oh my darlin',hear my plea
C'mon back to me
I can't stand to
Go on without you...

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B. Wilson

Mama I'm tellin' you as sure as I'm standin' here
She's my girl and that's the way I'm keepin' it my mama dear
No good will it do you to stand there and frown at me
The girl's got my heart and my love's comin' down on me
Last time I met her since I got a taste of wild honey
(sweet, sweet, my honey bee)
You know she's got the sweetness of the honey bee
(sweet, sweet, my honey)
Honey, (sweet, sweet, my honey bee) she got me all and stung me good, oh, yesiree
(sweet, sweet, my honey)
Before he even stung bee's buzzin' around her hive
She singled me out, single handed took me alive
I'm gonna take her home and spend my life
Eatin' up the wild honey
(sweet, sweet, my honey bee)
(sweet, sweet, my honey)
(sweet, sweet, my honey bee)
(sweet, sweet, my honey)
(sweet, sweet, my honey)
Oh mama she's sweeter (sweeter) and sweeter (sweeter) and sweeter, sweeter
Yaaaa, honey (sweet, sweet, my honey bee)
Let me tell you how she really got to my soul (sweet,sweet my honey)
It ain't funny, (sweet, sweet, my honey bee) the way she made me want to sing a little rock and
roll (sweet, sweet, my honey)
There's nothing quite as good as the taste of wild honey
Break my back workin' just to save me some money
I can spend my life with her eatin' up her wild honey
(sweet, sweet, my honey bee)
Oh honey she's sweeter (sweeter) and sweeter (sweeter) and sweeter, sweeter
Now
(sweet, sweet, my honey bee)
(sweet, sweet, my honey)
(sweet, sweet, my honey bee)
(sweet, sweet, my honey)
Gimme some gimme some
(sweet, sweet, my honey)
Gimme some gimme some(she's the one)
(sweet, sweet, my honey)
Gimme some wild honey
Gimme some gimme some..........

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D. McCafferty/P. Agnew/D. Sweet/M. Charlton

Two bucks an hour
You can hire a car
You can go most anywhere
That depends on who you are
You can be your own boss
Takin' your own time
The sun shines all the time
California girls look fine
You can truck on down the strip any time of night
Pull an L.A. Lady to treat you right
Stay home call her on the phone
Sayin' come on over baby I hate to be alone
L.A. Girls in the sunshine
L.A. Girls in the rain
I wanna tell ya, gonna go back again
I'm gonna go back again
Every one's in movies
And every one's a star
But most of them are fillin' in time
Workin' in some bar
They sure don't live in Bellaire
Like they planned to be
Their names ain't in the sidewalk
For everyone to see
But you can truck on down the strip any night
Pull an L.A. Lady to treat you right
Stay home call her on the phone
Sayin' come on over baby I hate to be alone
L.A. Girls in the sunshine
L.A. Girls in the rain
I wanna tell ya, gonna go back again
I'm gonna go back again
Word gets ‘round the band's in town
They're bustlin' ‘round the hall
Readin' last months Rolling Stone
Talkin' Rock and Roll
They got all the answers
For everything you say
And even if you pass them by
They gonna tell you anyway
But you can truck on down the strip any time of night
Pull an L.A. Lady's gonna treat you right
Stay home call one on the phone
Sayin' come on over baby I hate to be alone
L.A. Girls in the sunshine
L.A. Girls in the rain
I wanna tell ya, gonna go back again
I'm gonna go back there again

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