Тексты песен «Cream & Eric Clapton»

by Eddie Boyd and Willie Dixon Got me accused of peeping, I can't see a thing. Got me accused of petting, I can't even raise my hand. Bad luck, bad luck is killing me. Well I just can't stand no more of this third...

by Bonnie Bramlett and Steve Cropper Well, I've told you for the last time, Told you for the last time. I'm gonna turn on my love light, Let it shine one more time, Let it shine, shine, shine for the last time...

by Marcy Levy and Richard Feldman You leave a trail of tears wherever you go. One of us will hold you, the other one won't. But I could never share your love or leave it behind. Break his heart, not mine. Do you...

by Bob Dylan and Helena Springs Walk out if it doesn't feel right, I can tell you're only lying. If you've got something better tonight Then don't mess up my mind with your crying. Just walk out in the rain, Walk out...

by Robert Johnson Woke up this morning, feel 'round for my shoes, You know 'bout that babe, had them old walkin' blues. Woke up this morning, I feel 'round for my shoes, You know 'bout that babe, Lord, I had them old...

by Eric Clapton Now my friend Bill was just a working lad And he liked to have his fun. He'd like to find a girl and get comfortable When his working day was done. He would spend all his money on a Friday night, Wake...

by Don Williams There's no cause to think that I won't stay; Haven't I been with you all the way? There's no time like now to make amends. After all, we are more than friends. This could be the time for you and me. We...

by Eric Clapton and Bobby Whitlock Got to find me a way To take me back to yesterday. How can I ever hope to forget you? Won't you show me a place Where I can hide my lonely face? I know you're going to break my heart...

by Johnny Otis I know a cat named Way-Out Willie, Got a cool little chick named Rocking Millie. He can walk and stroll and Susie Q And do that crazy hand jive, too. Mama, mama, look at Uncle Joe Doing the hand jive...

by Eric Clapton It's late in the evening; she's wondering what clothes to wear. She puts on her make-up and brushes her long blonde hair. And then she asks me, "Do I look all right?" And I say, "Yes, you look wonderful...