by Tiny Bradshaw
original rock n’ roll version by Johnny Burnette & the Rock N Roll Trio (Tiny Bradshaw, Howie Kay & Lois Mann)
also made famous by the Yardbirds and Aerosmith
E7 E
I caught a train, I met a dame.
E7 E
She was a hepster, and a real gone dame.
A
She was pretty, from New York City.
E
And we trucked on down that ol' fair lane.
B7 A
With a "heave!" and a "ho!"
E7 E
Well, I just couldn't let her go.
E7 E
Get along, sweet little woman,
E7 E
Get along, better be on your way.
A
Get along, sweet little woman,
E7 E
Get along, better be on your way.
B7 A
With a "heave!" and a "ho!"
E7 E
Well, I just couldn't let her go.
E7 E E7
Well, the train kept a-rollin' all night long.
E E7
The train kept a-rollin' all night long.
A
The train kept a-movin' all night long.
E7 E E7
The train kept a-rollin' all night long.
B7 A
With a "heave!" and a "ho!"
E7 E
Well, I just couldn't let her go.
Owwwh!
solo
Owwwh!
Giddy-yup.
Oowwh.
E7 E
We made a stop in Albuquerque.
E7 E
She must have thought that I's a real gone jerk.
A
We got off the train at El Paso,
E7 E
Our lovin' was so good, Jack, I couldn't let her go.
B7 A E
Get along, well, I just couldn't let her go.
E7 E
Get along, sweet little woman,
E7 E
Get along, better be on your way.
A
Get along, sweet little woman,
E7 E
Get along, better be on your way.
B7 A
With a "heave!" and a "ho!"
E7 E
Well, I just couldn't let her go.
E7 E E7
Well, the train kept a-rollin' all night long.
E E7
The train kept a-rollin' all night long.
A
The train kept a-movin' all night long.
E7 E E7
The train kept a-rollin' all night long.
B7 A
With a "heave!" and a "ho!" -oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-ohhh.
LYRICS
Can’t you see there’s a need
Are you gonna make me plead
The time is ripe to concede
Love — everyone wants some
Don’t act dumb
Stick in your thumb
Pull out a plumb
And, let that guitar strum
Coo like a mourning dove
Want your love
Need your love
At any rate
Stick in your thumb
Pull out a plumb
And, lay the facts out straight
She loves me. She loves me not.
Want your love. Need your love.
She loves me. Glad that I’ve got.
Want your love. Need your love… Lucky for me… she loves me.
LYRICS
I’m wondering if love comes in degrees
“Love you more… that’s for sure!”
Come a little closer. Give me a squeeze
“Love you more… that’s for sure!”
Where does it start? Where does it end?
The difference between lover and friend
Do the degrees just tend to blend
Can it bend to offend… unfriend?
I’ll give you warmth so you don’t freeze
“Love you more… that’s for sure!”
Lift you up like a warm summer breeze
“Love you more… that’s for sure!”
This song started, when a friend (hosting a show in Ardmore, Pennsylvania) asked the artists to write a song about murder for the Valentine’s month of February. So, I wrote this song as a sort-of ironic metaphor like simile about domestic violence. If you are a victim of spousal abuse, it may happen in a variety of ways. Inevitably, it will happen over time. To put it another way — If one crow shows up, what is it? How many crows need to show up, before it’s a gathering of crows? What do you call a gathering of crows?
USGS:
Animal Congregations… What Do You Call a Group of Crows?
Crows = A murder
PBS:
Crows are members of the Corvidae family, which also includes ravens, magpies, and blue jays. Loud, rambunctious, and very intelligent, crows are most often associated with a long history of fear and loathing. They are considered pests by farmers trying to protect their crops and seedlings. Many people fear them simply because of their black feathers, which are often associating them with death. But research demonstrated in A Murder of Crows proves crows are actually very social and caring creatures, and also among the smartest animals on the planet.
LYRICS
Are you saving all your loving for a rainy day
Well, hey, hey, hey, do you know what they say
Give it away! Keep the clouds at bay!
Let your love shine, shine away
Did you say that you pray for deliverance day
Well, hey, hey, hey, did you hear what they say
Get your heaven on earth during this birth
Let your love shine, shine away
I believe the more you give the more you receive
And, hey, hey, hey, be the one to say
Live our lives full of mirth for what it’s worth
Let your love shine, shine away
Writing and Recording on the Banks of the Brandywine River
LYRICS
Purveyors of love
Purveyors of love
When you get right down to it
A) human conduit
Be) a conduit
See) a conduit
It’s as easy as A, Be, See
When I is you
We let it pass through
With the least resistance, too
You want to keep a few?
Let it pass through
Might as well let
The more you give
Be the more you get
LYRICS
Gonna love you in the morning
Gonna love you all the night
Gonna love you in the evening
Gonna love with all my might
’cause lovin’ is alive
Gonna love all afternoon
Into the twilight
Under the full moon
Into the broad daylight
’cause lovin’ is alive
Love the one you are with
Love the ones near and far
Love with depth and breadth
Love love ’till no more war
’cause lovin’ is alive
At the wheel now drive
’cause lovin’ is alive
LYRICS
Until I can figure the reason why
I’m going to try, try, try, try
Chorus
When the pushing and shoving outweigh the loving
(Where’s the lovin’?)
When the need to succeed brings out hatred and greed
(Where’s the lovin’?)
Until the captured are free
I’m going to be in search of the key
Chorus
Once you can figure out the way
I’m gonna say it’s a good day
When the pushing and the shoving give way to the loving
(There’s the lovin’!)
When the hatred and greed tide subside
(There’s the lovin’!)
