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The Doobie Brothers
The Doobie Brothers


Background information
Origin San Jose, California, U.S.
Genre(s) Rock
Years active 1970—1982
Label(s) Arista Records
Capitol Records
Associated acts Southern Pacific
Steely Dan
Website Website
Members
Michael Hossack
Tom Johnston
John McFee
Patrick Simmons
Guy Allison
Marc Russo
Skylark
Ed Toth



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The Doobie Brothers Album


Stampede (1975)
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Slack Key Soquel Rag
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Patrick Simmons/Tom Johnston

She can capture your heart, when they start the music playin'
Sparkle in her eyes, you better be wise or you will end up losin' your mind
I said baby, pretty baby, got to get my hands on you
Somethin's got a hold on
Somethin's got a hold on me
Somethin's got a hold on
Somethin's got a hold on me

She was born with it in her soul
Lord she knows how to rock and roll
She was born with it in her soul
Lord she knows how to rock and roll

She's the answer to a poor boy's dream
Never seen such a sweet young thing
She's a teaser, love to squeeze her
An actress from a fantasy scene
I said baby, pretty baby
Open your eyes to the truth
Somethin's got a hold on
Somethin's got a hold on me
Somethin's got a hold on
Somethin's got a hold on me

She's got the power, power in her soul
She's got the power, power, rock and roll

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Patrick Simmons

Well, a travelin' man's affliction makes it hard to settle down
But I'm stuck here in the flatlands while my heart is homeward bound
Goin' back, I'm too tired to roam, Loma Prieta my mountain home
On the hills above Santa Cruz, in the place where I spent my youth

Well it was Neal Cassady that started me to travelin'
All the stories that were told, I believed them every one
And it's a windin' road I'm on you understand
And no time to worry 'bout tomorrow when you're followin' the sun

Papa don't you worry now and mama don't you cry
Sweet woman don't forsake me, I'll be comin' by and by

Goin' back, I'm too tired to roam, Loma Prieta my mountain home
On the hills above Santa Cruz, in the place where I spent my youth

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Tom Johnston

Sittin' by myself in the summertime, when the heat is burnin' down
Watchin' the golden crops in the field just growin' without a sound
I was a boy raised in the country and it's still a part of me
And you see no matter where I go it's a beautiful memory
Rise with sun at the break of day, lookin' out my window
It's the same as yesterday

Sittin' under an old oak tree, pickin' my guitar in the shade
That old tree spreadin' over my head is the closest friend I made

Just me and some lonely wooden music, floatin' through air
The grass is rustlin' and the birds are singin' and my heart don't have a care
Still another day finds me in the fields, sweat is soakin' up my ragged clothes
But I'd rather work than steal

Watchin' the sun settle down over open Texas land, looking at the cattle and the horses runnin' wild as they can
Life was different in the old days, you just get a day's work done
When you were finished workin' in the fields, there was chores at home to be done

I was always hearin' music, always wanna play me some
As a full-time friend or the way to ease the end of a woman that swayed me some
Hearin' those tunes always had a way of soothin' out my soul
When times got hard and work got slow it was music that kept me whole
Sun beatin' down through the trees, gets so hot bring a workin' man to his knees
Part of my heart, part of my soul, part of a melody
Hands are clappin' and people swayin' in simple harmony
Life was different in the old days, you just get a day's work done
When you finished workin' in the fields there was chores at home to be done

Late in the evenin' on the front porch when the sun is settin' in the west
Me and the boys pass around the bottle and sing what we like best
Sing about our wives, sing about our children, singin' out the Delta blues
We're simple folks and we like it that way, got nothin' left to lose

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Tom Johnston

It's late at night
Can't go to sleep
Eyes open wide
Doin' the midnight creep
Well it's just a holiday
For a circus dream
'Cause I'm a music man baby
Hangin' from a wire with no net below
You know I'm gonna catch you if you fall
Swirling dancers
Driftin' in the night
Make you go crazy
Forget what is wrong and what is right
'Cause the melody gonna make you high
Float you away like a cloud in the sky
And the music man with a song for you
A sweet Georgia minstrel who loves to sing the blues
Get it
Come and get it
When you get back home to your flat in the city
Notice that your neighbor has the radio on
Out of nowhere you gonna hear a sound
Movin' through your head, spinning 'round and 'round
And the music man with a song for you
A sweet Georgia minstrel who loves to sing the blues
Get it
Come and get it

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Slack Key Soquel Rag

[No lyrics]

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I know you're leaving
Leaving me behind
I'm seeing you, darling
For the very last time

Show a little tenderness
Mama, before you go
Please, let me feel
Your embrace once more

Take me in your arms
Rock me, rock me a little while
Oh, with you, darling
Rock me, rock me a little while

We all must feel
Heartache sometime
Right now, right now
I'm feeling mine

I tried my best to be strong
But I'm not able
I'm like a helpless child
Left in a cradle

Before you leave me
Mama, leave me far behind
Please, let me feel
Happy one more time

Take me in your arms
Rock me, rock me a little while
Oh, with you, darling
Rock me, rock me a little while

I'm losing you
And my happiness
My life is so dark
I must confess

I'll never, never see
Your smiling face no more
I'll never, never hear
Your knock upon my door

Before you leave me
Leave me behind
Please, let me feel
Happy one more time

Take me in your arms
Rock me, rock me a little while
Oh, with you, baby
Rock me, rock me a little while
Oh, yeah yeah

I'm begging, little baby (take me)
Oh baby, please, yeah
(Take me, take me, take me)
Come on, baby (take me)
Can't you see me on my knees now
(Take me, take me, take me)

Come on, baby (take me)
Baby, help, please
(Take me, take me, take me)
Coming to you, baby (take me)
Oh baby, please, please, please

Take me in your arms
Rock me, rock me a little while
Oh, with you, darling
Rock me, rock me a little while
Come on, baby
Rock me, rock me a little while
Oh, with you, darling
Rock me, rock me a little while

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Patrick Simmons

The days grow short, the nights are gone
Since you were here, I can't go on
I cried for you, to no avail
Now my life runs cold when the night winds wail
But I cheat the hangman, cheated him many times before
The bell that tolls the hour has turned sweet lips to sour
Yes, I cheat the hangman and even when life has flown away
I leave a kiss behind

The rain that fell upon my stone
Like tears you cry I shared alone
I walk the night, I cannot sleep
The love you spend you cannot reap

The glow of love will then shine
Lighted windows stare at the lonely stranger there returning home
Only lighted windows stare at the lonely stranger there returning home

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Précis

[No lyrics]

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Tom Johnston

The sky is fallin' and the ground is reachin' up
The river's goin' by and the water's gettin' high and I feel like givin' up
Standin' in the downpour with these rainy day crossroad blues
Got those woods on my left, city on my right, don't wanna sleep alone tonight again
Hole in my coat, hole in my shoes, sittin' in Mobile singin' the blues about you
Company people call my house most every day
Won't let a body concentrate
Gotta get some peace that way
Waitin' for that water risin', think I'll put my guitar in my boat
'Cause I'm floatin' to the nearest levy just to lay down
In that sand

Just pickin' wild berries, gettin' stung by honey bees
The Lord above and the devil below havin' a fight inside of me
Thinkin' ' bout my gun, maybe that will set me free
'Cause thunder and lightnin' are trapped inside of me
Innocent darlin' why you treat your daddy this way?
The price of the question is a mighty hard price to pay
'Cause you brought these rainy day crossroad blues my way
I can't take it no more

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Tom Johnston

Mama been workin', so hard
Keep on workin' mama but you don't get far
But baby I know, baby you're blind
And I'll keep a-risin' mama, just to show you're mine
And I keep workin' on you

Well I been watchin' you grow
And baby you got what it takes to let me know
Sure as the devil, rise in the blind
It's gonna be nasty and it's gonna be mine
I been workin' on you

Keep on movin' pretty baby, I feel you in my heart
Gentle on me movin' honey, honey, but you can't be far but you
Keep on with me, true to form
I can't ask for more now but your
Soul star is born

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Patrick Simmons

There's a change been comin' over you
Well you burn back baby now what can I do
And all of that jive that your good friend's been sellin'
It ain't worth a nickel ya know I been tellin' you
And you know you could never live without my love babe
There's no one else who could take my place

Blue-eyed baby I love you yes I do
Well my blue-eyed baby I love you yes I do

And nobody here can give the love that you need
And I'm down on my knees and I'm bleedin' baby

Everybody tells me I'm bein' a fool
Everybody tells me you're bein' so cruel
Everybody tells me but I don't believe it babe

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