Songs

Fine Lines

Written by: 
J. Martyn
1 Oct 1973

[It felt natural]

Here a fine line, there a fine line
Oh what a time we had
Here a strange place, and there a strange face
Doesn't it make you sad?
I will call up my friends and say
Come on over, make my night or my day
And talk about who's the finest folk in town

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Gentle Blues

Written by: 
J. Martyn
1 Feb 1973

Underneath the trees,
Jelly in my knees:
Got the gentle blues.
Got me on the floor,
I was screaming out for more,
Of your gentle blues.

Trying to get to you all day.
I've been trying to get to hear you say,
That you're never going to let me lose
My gentle blues.

Never going to lose
My gentle blues;
Never going to lose
My gentle blues;
Never going to lose,
My gentle blues.

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The Easy Blues

Written by: 
Jelly Roll Morton
1 Feb 1973

Mister Jelly Roll Baker
Can I please be your slave
When Gabriel blows his horn
I'm going to rise from my grave
Oh yeah, sweet jelly roll
You bake the best jelly roll in town
You're the only man that bakes jelly
And you keep your damper down

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The Man In The Station

Written by: 
J. Martyn
1 Feb 1973

There's a man in the station and a train in the rain.
There's a face in the mirror that's showing the strain.
There's a woman in the dark that's standing apart,
There's a love in the man that's breaking his heart.
But it's alright, I'm catching the next train home;
The next train home.

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Dreams By The Sea

Written by: 
J. Martyn
1 Feb 1973

No no no no - it can't be true,
No no no no - it isn't you;
No no no no - it's not the way you are.
No no no no - it isn't you,
No no no no - it can't be true;
No no no no - it's not the way you are.

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I'd Rather Be The Devil

Written by: 
Skip James
1 Feb 1973

I'd rather be the devil,
Than I would be my woman's man;
Yes I'd rather be the devil,
Than I would be my woman's man.
'Cause nothing but the devil,
Knows my baby's -
Nothing but the devil,
Knows my baby's -
Nothing but the devil,
Knows my baby's mind.

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Over The Hill

Written by: 
J. Martyn
1 Feb 1973

I'm going away to leave you,
Going to leave you in disgrace.
Nothing in my favour,
Got the wind in my face.
I'm going home;
Hey, hey, hey, over the hill.
Over the hill;
Hey, hey, hey, over the hill.

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