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    The Harder They Come

    Well, they tell me of a pie up in the sky
    Waiting for me when I die
    But between the day you're born and when you die
    You know, they never seem to hear even your cry

    Chorus:
    So as sure as the sun will shine
    I'm gonna get my share now what is mine
    And then the harder they come
    The harder they fall
    One and all
    The harder they come
    The harder they fall
    One and all

    And the oppressors are trying to track me down
    They're trying to drive me underground
    And they think that they have got the battle won
    I say, forgive them Lord, they know not what they've done

    Chorus

    And I keep on fighting for the things I want
    Though I know that when you're dead you can't
    But I'd rather be a free man in my grave
    Than living as a puppet or a slave

    Written by Jimmy Cliff

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    Run Rudolph Run

    Out of all the reindeers
    You know you're the mastermind
    Run Run Rudolph
    Randolph ain't too far behind

    Run run Rudolph
    Santa's got to make it to town
    Santa make him hurry
    Tell him he can take the freeway down
    Run run Rudolph
    'Cause I'm reelin' like a merry go round

    Said Santa to a boy
    Child what have you been longing for?
    All I want for Christmas is a
    Rock and roll electric guitar
    And then away went Rudolph
    Whizzin' like a shootin' star

    Said Santa to a girl
    Child what would please you most to get?
    A little baby doll that can cry, sleep, drink, and wet
    And then away went Rudolph
    Whizzin' like a saber jet

    Run run Rudolph
    Santa's got to make it to town
    Santa make him hurry
    Tell him he can take the freeway down
    Run run Rudolph
    'Cause I'm reelin' like a merry go round

    Run run Rudolph
    I'm reelin' like a merry go round
    Come on run run Rudolph
    I'm reelin' like a merry go round

    Written by Johnny Marks, Marvin Brodie

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    Hurricane

    Guitar, Vocals – Keith Richards Guitar – Ron Wood

    Everyone in town remembers the last hurricane
    Everyone in town hopes it won't happen again
    Oh how it shrieks
    Days turn into weeks
    'Cause nobody knew which way the wind blew

    But oh how it shrieks
    Days turn into weeks
    'Cause nobody knows which way the wind blows

    Everyone in town remembers the last hurricane
    Everyone in town hopes it doesn't happen again
    'Cause oh how it shrieks
    Days turn into weeks
    And nobody knew, no one in town knew
    Which way the wind blew

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    Locked Away

    Accordion - Stanley "Buckwheat" Dural
    Acoustic Guitar - Waddy Wachtel
    Backing Vocals - Keith Richards
    Bass - Charley Drayton
    Drums, Backing Vocals - Steve Jordan
    Piano, Keyboards - Ivan Neville
    Violin - Michael Doucet

    Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan

    She swears, that I'm the only one
    What about yesterday, yeah
    Oh! I'd like to believe
    Somehow I still suspect

    Locked away
    She ought to be locked away
    She ought to be locked away

    My mind is racing
    Footsteps lead me to jealousy
    I'm losing my grip
    I can't trust the way I feel

    Locked away
    I ought to be locked away
    I ought to be locked away

    My friends say that you're friends say, Ooh
    That I ain't worth your time
    I know what you must hear
    Don't let it interfere

    Locked away
    They ought to be locked away
    They ought to be locked away
    Locked away

    We can't do anything
    Any trick in the book
    We can't go anywhere
    All long as we care

    We ought to be locked away
    We ought to be locked away
    Locked away...

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    Hate It When You Leave

    Lead Vocals, Backing Vocals, Guitar, Keyboards - Keith Richards
    Backing Vocals - Babi Floyd, Bernard Fowler
    Backing Vocals, Drums, Congas, Keyboards [Farfisa] - Steve Jordan
    Backing Vocals, Guitar, Other [Celeste] - Waddy Wachtel
    Backing Vocals, Organ [Hammond B-3], Piano - Charley Drayton
    Bass - Ivan Neville
    Woodwind - Arno Hecht, Crispin Cioe, Jack Bashkow
    Mixed By - Niko Bolas

    Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan, Waddy Wachtel

    I'm on my way, it's you I turn to
    How many days have I to love you
    I got to say this is inside me
    I've got to have someone to guide me
    Hate it when you leave, hate it when you leave
    Hate it when you're leaving me

    You're everywhere I go
    Even though you're miles away
    But I see, see you face everyday
    Ooh and I love, I love it
    It's a hard game you play
    Hate it when you leave, hate it when you leave
    Hate it when you're leaving me

    It's killing me
    No arms around me
    Living this way, so underhanded
    I gotta make you stay
    I gonna habit
    Hate it when you leave, hate it when you leave
    Hate it when you're leaving me.

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    Eileen

    Backing Vocals - Charley Drayton
    Backing Vocals, Drums, Other [Castanet] - Steve Jordan
    Backing Vocals, Guitar, Piano - Waddy Wachtel
    Lead Vocals, Backing Vocals, Guitar, Bass - Keith Richards
    Piano - Ivan Neville
    Mixed By - Don Smith

    Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan

    Eileen, won't you lean on me
    This is no life living here without you
    This is no way for me to get alone
    Now that I know I'm no good without you
    Eileen, Eileen

    Eileen, won't you lean on me, please
    How much I had baby when I had you
    I'm destitute this way
    I'm doing time living here without you
    Eileen, Eileen, Eileen

    Eileen, I'm coming clean
    guess no substitute will do
    What do I do, baby, to impress you
    Now that I'm blown and thrown out the way
    Eileen, Eileen

    Eileen, you can lean on me
    Baby I'm dead in a cruel world without you
    Eileen lean on me
    Lean on me
    Eileen baby won't you lean on me

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      Wicked as It Seems

      Lead Vocals, Backing Vocals, Guitar, Other [Rattlesnake] - Keith Richards
      Backing Vocals - Babi Floyd, Bernard Fowler
      Backing Vocals, Drums - Steve Jordan
      Backing Vocals, Guitar - Waddy Wachtel
      Bass - Charley Drayton
      Clavinet - Ivan Neville
      Mixed By - Niko Bolas

      Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan, Charley Drayton

      It's just as wicked as it seems
      Just run out of dreams
      Better of two evils, babe
      It's one time too much
      Baby how can I say what's in my heart - what's in my heart
      Come a long way, well since you beat it up

      As wicked as it seems yeah
      Why don't you get - get all over me
      Why don't you get - get all over me
      Just a two way street, but now it goes one way
      And now for me there's no way out - one time
      Why don't you get - get all over me

      As wicked as it seems
      It's playtime, but it's far too late
      It's gonna too hard on, hard on it - hard on it
      What you gonna give
      It's not enough, not enough for me
      So I soften the blow, so the bruises don't show
      I've got the expertise
      No broken necks
      No broken hearts
      Well, we used your deck
      All I did was play the cards - now the check
      Now I find it's not enough - it's not enough for me
      Now you want to give, is not enough - not enough for me

      As wicked as it seems
      Why don't you get, get all over me - one time
      Why don't you get, get all over me
      It's easy getting in
      Why don't you get, get all over me
      But it's a hard way out babe
      Why don't you get - get all over me



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      Connection (live)

      Written by Mick Jagger, Keith Richards


      Connection, I just can't make no connection.
      But all I want to do is to get back to you.

      Everything is going in the wrong direction.
      The doctor wants to give me more injections.
      Giving me shots for a thousand rare infections
      And I don't know if he'll let me go

      Connection, I just can't make no connection.
      But all I want to do is to get back to you.
      Connection, I just can't make it, connection
      But all I want to do is to get back to you.

      My bags they get a very close inspection.
      I wonder why it is that they suspect me
      They're dying to add me to their collections
      And I don't know if they'll let me go

      Connection, I just can't make no connection.
      But all I want to do is to get back to you.
      Connection, I just can't make no connection.
      But all I want to do is to get back to you.

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      Happy (live)

      Written by Mick Jagger, Keith Richards

      Well I never kept a dollar past sunset,
      It always burned a hole in my pants.
      Never made a school mama happy,
      Never blew  a second chance, oh no

      I need a love to keep me happy,
      I need a love to keep me happy.
      Baby, baby keep me happy.
      Baby, baby keep me happy.

      Always took candy from strangers,
      Didn't wanna get me no trade.
      Never want to be like papa,
      Working for the boss ev'ry night and day.

      I need a love to keep me happy,
      I need a love, baby won't ya keep me happy.
      Baby, won't ya keep me happy.
      Baby, please keep me

      I need a love to keep me happy,
      I need a love to keep me happy.
      Baby, baby keep me happy.
      Baby, baby keep me happy.

      Never got a flash out of cocktails,
      When I got some flesh off the bone.
      Never got a lift out of Lear jets,
      When I can fly way back home.

      I need a love to keep me happy,
      I need a love to keep me happy.
      Baby, baby keep me happy.
      Baby, baby keep me happy, baby  

      Happy, baby won't you keep me, happy
      Baby won't you keep me, happy
      Baby won't you keep me, happy
      Baby won't you keep me, happy
      Baby won't you keep me, happy

      Now keep on dancing - keep me happy
      Now baby won't you scream it - happy
      Baby got the feeling I'm - happy
      Na na na na now keep me - happy
      My my my, keep me - happy
      Keep on dancing - keep me happy

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      Time Is On My Side (live)

      Written by Norman Meade


      Time is on my side, yes it is
      Time is on my side, yes it is

      Now you always say
      That you want to be free
      But you'll come running back (said you would baby)
      You'll come running back (I said so many times before)
      You'll come running back to me

      Oh, time is on my side, yes it is
      Time is on my side, yes it is

      You're searching for good times
      But just wait and see
      You'll come running back (I won't have to worry no more)
      You'll come running back (spend the rest of my life with you, baby)
      You'll come running back to me

      Go ahead, go ahead and light up the town
      And baby, do everything your heart desires
      Remember, I'll always be around
      And I know, I know
      Like I told you so many times before
      You're gonna come back, baby
      'Cause I know
      You're gonna come back knocking
      Yeah, knocking right on my door
      Yes, yes!

      Well, time is on my side, yes it is
      Time is on my side, yes it is

      'Cause I got the real love
      The kind that you need
      You'll come running back (said you would, baby)
      You'll come running back (I always said you would)
      You'll come running back, to me
      Yes time, time, time is on my side, yes it is
      Time, time, time is on my side, yes it is
      Oh, time, time, time is on my side, yes it is
      I said, time, time, time is on my side, yes it is
      Oh, time, time, time is on my side
      Yeah, time, time, time is on my side

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      Too Rude (live)

      Written by Lydon Roberts, Sly Dunbar, Robbie Shakespeare


      Girl you're too bad
      Girl you're too rude
      Everyman I speak to
      Says he wants you
      Girl you're too bad
      Girl you're too rude
      Everyman I speak to
      Says he wants you

      Everywhere
      All over the place
      Every man, he has
      A picture of your face
      Hey little girl
      Don't you realize
      This is a goddamn disgrace

      Girl you're too bad
      Girl you're too rude
      Everyman I speak to
      Says he wants you
      Girl you're too bad
      Girl you're too rude
      Everyman I speak to
      Says he wants you

      Oh little girl
      You never want me
      Tomorrow night you say
      You need my key
      Hey little girl
      Go and have a ball
      You know one day girl
      You're bound to fall

      Girl you're too bad
      Girl you're too rude
      Everyman I speak to
      Says he wants you
      Girl you're too bad
      Girl you're too rude
      Everyman I speak to
      Says he wants you

      Girl you're too bad
      Girl you're too rude
      Everyman I speak to
      Says he wants you
      Girl you're too bad
      Girl you're too rude
      Everyman I speak to
      Says he wants you

      Everywhere
      All over the place
      Every man, he has
      A picture of your face
      Hey little girl
      Don't you realize
      This is a goddamn disgrace
      Girl you're too bad
      Girl you're too rude
      Everyman I speak to
      Says he wants you
      Girl you're too bad
      Girl you're too rude
      Everyman I speak to
      Says he wants you

      Girl you're too bad
      Girl you're too rude
      Everyman I speak to
      Says he wants you
      Girl you're too bad
      Girl you're too rude
      Everyman I speak to
      Says he wants you  

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      Make No Mistake

      Arranged By [Horns] - Willie Mitchell
      Bass - Charley Drayton
      Drums, Congas, Backing Vocals - Steve Jordan
      Horns - Andrew Love , Ben Cauley , Gray E. Topper , Jack Hale , James Mitchell , Jimmi Kinnard
      Mixed By - Joe Blaney
      Organ, Clavinet - Bernie Worrell
      Vocals [Featured] - Sarah Dash

      Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan

      Make no mistake about it
      Things ain't what they seem
      I'm gonna scream and shout it
      This is just a dream

      A simple conversation
      Every now and then
      A touchy situation
      Fascinates a man

      What shall I do, if I should see you And have to pretend that we have never met

      It's not a cheap sensation
      When you touch me with your hand
      A little complication
      Can hypnotize a man

      How we gonna hide it
      This thing with you and me yeah
      Everyone can tell by now
      I just can't lie you see

      What shall I say to hide it, to hide it baby
      No words can convey your lips melting into mine

      No mistake, no mistake
      Make no mistake, make no mistake about it
      Make no mistake, c'mon make no mistake, make no mistake about it
      I'm gonna make you mine, no need to talk it over,
      We're running out of time

      I've made up my mind about you
      I know in my heart that you have the same point of view

      Make no mistake, this is it
      Make no mistake, make no mistake

      It's not we don't have the time
      Make no mistake
      Not in the right place
      make no mistake, make no mistake
      Ooh come on baby, make no mistake
      No mistake
      I'm talking to ya baby
      Make no mistake

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      Struggle

      Backing Vocals - Keith Richards
      Bass - Charley Drayton
      Drums, Backing Vocals - Steve Jordan
      Guitar - Waddy Wachtel
      Keyboards - Ivan Neville

      Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan

      Well it's a struggle - Baby
      It's a struggle - Yeah Yeah

      If it's a struggle between love and hate
      Baby's gonna have to wait

      Yeah Yeah Huh Yeah Ooh Yeah Struggle

      I'm in the middle

      You're not the only one
      You're not the only one
      You're not the only one

      It's a struggle
      It's a struggle
      Baby Baby Baby Yeah

      Well it's a struggle to make ends meet honey
      Under pressure to express yourself
      Then admit it
      Don't deny yourself Yeah Yeah

      Hard to fight
      Struggle, struggle
      You and me should never feel neglected, overlooked,
      Overworked, overhooked

      Doing as you're told
      Hell on hold
      Through the night
      Without a fight
      You gotta face the day

      If you struggle baby It only tightens up

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      Take It So Hard

      Guitar, Lead and Backing Vocals - Keith Richards
      Bass, Backing Vocals - Steve Jordan
      Drums - Charley Drayton
      Guitar – Waddy Wachtel
      Piano, Keyboards - Ivan Neville

      Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan

      Giving up lovin' - easy to do
      People so pitiful
      They never come through
      Honey, honey, honey I ain't that way

      You want a little bit - once in a while
      Come on and get a bit

      You shouldn't take it so hard - Yeah
      You shouldn't take it
      You shouldn't take it so hard - Yeah

      Take a look around you - Tell me, what do you see
      People with little bits
      Try, tryin' to smile
      Most of what you've gotten is free - Yeah

      You shouldn't take it so hard - Yeah
      You shouldn't take it
      You shouldn't take it so hard - Yeah

      Yank it up baby
      Or get yourself a new name
      You want a little bit once in a while
      Yeah you got a taste for it

      You shouldn't take it so hard - Yeah
      You shouldn't take it
      You shouldn't take it so hard - Yeah

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      Demon

      Backing Vocals - Babi Floyd, Bernard Fowler
      Backing Vocals, Drums, Percussion - Steve Jordan
      Backing Vocals, Guitar - Waddy Wachtel
      Bass - Charley Drayton
      Piano - Ivan Neville
      Mixed By - Niko Bolas

      Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan

      I'm just letting you in
      Maybe you know
      Let me tell you something
      It's painful to say
      Which way to go
      I don't know

      Demon in me
      Demon in me
      I can't live without it

      Every river must flow
      Shine the light
      I want you to stay
      But I'm forcing you out
      I can't express it
      It's such a mess

      Demon in me
      Demon in me

      Between you and me

      Demon in me
      Demon in me

      I'm warning you up
      'Cause you slide on my mind
      Hammers on my heart
      Show me which way to go
      I don't know

      It's livin' in me
      The demon in me

      Demon in me
      Demon in me

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      Will But You Won't

      Lead Vocals, Backing Vocals, Guitar, Percussion - Keith Richards
      Backing Vocals - Bernard Fowler
      Backing Vocals, Drums, Percussion - Steve Jordan
      Backing Vocals, Guitar, Percussion - Waddy Wachtel
      Bass - Charley Drayton
      Clavinet - Ivan Neville
      Vocals - Babi Floyd
      Mixed By - Niko Bolas

      Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan

      You will but you won't, you do but you don't
      The more that you say, you don't do it anyway
      You know that you don't
      Ooh, you've got it in for me, you always did anyway
      It's a sin to me
      Guilty or not, it's time that I got myself out of here
      Caress me baby, slap me my face
      Ooh, don't hurt me baby
      You're big but you're bad, like something I had
      Sensitive words they get on my nerves, it's driving me mad
      You made a mess of my heart

      You will but you won't, you do but you don't
      You will but you won't, you do but you don't

      I need your hands running over me
      I like the way that it feels - without a sound, hey baby help
      I need your hands running over me
      I like the way that it feels
      I need your hands running over me
      I like the way that it feels

      You will but you won't, you do but you don't
      You go yes and it's no
      I don't till I know where and which way to go
      Put a gun to me and to the way that I feel

      I'm gonna get out of the way
      Can't you hear what I, hear what I say yeah!
      I want to make up your mind
      I want to rearrange it babe
      You got me mind!

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      Runnin' Too Deep

      Lead Vocals, Backing Vocals, Guitar, Piano - Keith Richards
      Backing Vocals - Babi Floyd , Bernard Fowler
      Backing Vocals, Drums, Percussion - Steve Jordan
      Backing Vocals, Guitar - Waddy Wachtel
      Bass - Charley Drayton
      Piano, Harpsichord - Ivan Neville
      Mixed By - Don Smith

      Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan

      We scorch the earth
      For all it's worth
      Last night
      You in ecstasy
      Now you don't remember me

      It's runnin' too deep
      It's runnin' too deep for me

      The sirens and the curfews
      Through the night
      Everybody's locked up tight
      What's going on
      It's been dark for far too long

      It's runnin' too deep
      Runnin' too deep
      You know it's runnin' too deep for me

      If heaven looses face
      What will take its place

      Runnin' too deep
      You're runnin' too deep for me

      We've torn the treasure from the land
      Watched it turn to ashes in our hands
      We scorched the earth, for all it's worth
      Last night you in ecstasy
      Now you don't remember me

      Runnin' too deep
      Runnin' too deep
      Runnin' too deep for me

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      Hate It When You Leave

      Lead Vocals, Backing Vocals, Guitar, Keyboards - Keith Richards
      Backing Vocals - Babi Floyd, Bernard Fowler
      Backing Vocals, Drums, Congas, Keyboards [Farfisa] - Steve Jordan
      Backing Vocals, Guitar, Other [Celeste] - Waddy Wachtel
      Backing Vocals, Organ [Hammond B-3], Piano - Charley Drayton
      Bass - Ivan Neville
      Woodwind - Arno Hecht, Crispin Cioe, Jack Bashkow
      Mixed By - Niko Bolas

      Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan, Waddy Wachtel

      I'm on my way, it's you I turn to
      How many days have I to love you
      I got to say this is inside me
      I've got to have someone to guide me
      Hate it when you leave, hate it when you leave
      Hate it when you're leaving me

      You're everywhere I go
      Even though you're miles away
      But I see, see you face everyday
      Ooh and I love, I love it
      It's a hard game you play
      Hate it when you leave, hate it when you leave
      Hate it when you're leaving me

      It's killing me
      No arms around me
      Living this way, so underhanded
      I gotta make you stay
      I gonna habit
      Hate it when you leave, hate it when you leave
      Hate it when you're leaving me.

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      Bodytalks

      Lead Vocals, Backing Vocals, Guitar - Keith Richards
      Backing Vocals - Babi Floyd, Bernard Fowler, Sarah Dash
      Backing Vocals, Guitar - Waddy Wachtel
      Backing Vocals, Percussion - Steve Jordan
      Bass - Charley Drayton
      Voice [Oh, Lord] - Ivan Neville
      Mixed By - Niko Bolas

      Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan, Sarah Dash

      I'm waitin' baby
      Between the lines
      Believin' is deceivin'
      Watch you move
      Brand new new walk
      Body talks - in a word
      Body talks, baby, yeah
      You make me shiver - just a quiver
      The way you shake
      It's a good sign - my heart aches, yeah
      Body talks - shimmy shimmy shake
      It's not so hard baby - hard baby
      It's the way you move - body talks
      Read your hips
      You make me bite my lip
      Waitin' on the flinch
      So alive
      It's just a look
      And I read it like a book
      It's nothing you said
      It's something I read
      It's the way you
      It's the way you move

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      Yap Yap

      Lead Vocals, Backing Vocals, Guitar, Bass, Percussion - Keith Richards
      Backing Vocals - Babi Floyd , Bernard Fowler
      Backing Vocals, Drums, Percussion - Steve Jordan
      Guitar - Waddy Wachtel
      Guitar [Baritone] - Charley Drayton
      Vibraphone [Vibes] - Ivan Neville
      Mixed By - Niko Bolas

      Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan, Waddy Wachtel

      Well, I hear you talking and I see me walking
      Let me make clear, I'm outta here, oh yeah
      You know it makes no sense to me
      No way, you gonna get no fence around me, yap yap

      You known you talk too much, mmm yeah
      Yap yap, you talk too much
      Even in my sleep I hear you babe
      But it makes me weep when I'm awake

      When I hear the whispers, babe
      The echoes coming round the bluff
      I get all my secrets back
      It's quite a shock, mmm yeah

      Yap yap, you know you're talking too much, mmm
      It's driving me, driving me
      So what's the message
      Why don't you talk to me

      Yeah, it gets to me
      Well, I hear you talking
      It makes no sense to me
      Yap yap, you talk too much

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      Words of Wonder

      Lead Vocals, Backing Vocals, Guitar, Bass - Keith Richards
      Backing Vocals, Guitar - Waddy Wachtel
      Backing Vocals, Guitar, Percussion - Steve Jordan
      Backing Vocals, Other [Lip Bone] - Babi Floyd
      Drums - Charley Drayton
      Piano, Organ, Clavinet - Ivan Neville
      Mixed By - Joe Blaney , Niko Bolas

      Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan, Waddy Wachtel

      Now listen to me baby
      I keep it on so low
      And I whisper to you sister
      Now we're all alone
      Take no notice of me baby
      Like a dream
      Gonna keep it quit
      So I can hear you scream
      Words of wonder
      Are the words I wanna hear

      I'm sticking to you baby
      Until I arrive
      I'm half dead, a quarter alive
      A little bit is missing
      Wonder where it's gone
      Pay me no attention
      I babble on and on
      Words, those words of wonder
      Are the words I wanna hear
      Those words, the words of wonder
      They are the words I wanna hear

      Dripping from your lips
      Yeah, that's the way it goes
      That's the way it comes
      Ya' know what I mean
      Now that your talkin' to me baby
      Still you say that I'm obscene
      Words, words of wonder
      They are the words I wanna hear
      Words, those words of wonder
      Are the words I wanna hear

      Let me roll it over baby
      Now I got to jam it up
      Make you weep and moan
      Go around the back baby
      And make yourself known
      The words, these are words of wonder
      These are the words you better learn
      These are words, these words of wonder
      These are words, you ought to know

      You been talkin' to me sweetie
      You know I babble on and on
      Ooh, I run away my tongue
      Giving thanks and praises
      Low friends in high places
      I'm gonna whisper these words of wonder

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      Eileen

      Backing Vocals - Charley Drayton
      Backing Vocals, Drums, Other [Castanet] - Steve Jordan
      Backing Vocals, Guitar, Piano - Waddy Wachtel
      Lead Vocals, Backing Vocals, Guitar, Bass - Keith Richards
      Piano - Ivan Neville
      Mixed By - Don Smith

      Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan

      Eileen, won't you lean on me
      This is no life living here without you
      This is no way for me to get alone
      Now that I know I'm no good without you
      Eileen, Eileen

      Eileen, won't you lean on me, please
      How much I had baby when I had you
      I'm destitute this way
      I'm doing time living here without you
      Eileen, Eileen, Eileen

      Eileen, I'm coming clean
      guess no substitute will do
      What do I do, baby, to impress you
      Now that I'm blown and thrown out the way
      Eileen, Eileen

      Eileen, you can lean on me
      Baby I'm dead in a cruel world without you
      Eileen lean on me
      Lean on me
      Eileen baby won't you lean on me

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        Wicked as It Seems

        Lead Vocals, Backing Vocals, Guitar, Other [Rattlesnake] - Keith Richards
        Backing Vocals - Babi Floyd, Bernard Fowler
        Backing Vocals, Drums - Steve Jordan
        Backing Vocals, Guitar - Waddy Wachtel
        Bass - Charley Drayton
        Clavinet - Ivan Neville
        Mixed By - Niko Bolas

        Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan, Charley Drayton

        It's just as wicked as it seems
        Just run out of dreams
        Better of two evils, babe
        It's one time too much
        Baby how can I say what's in my heart - what's in my heart
        Come a long way, well since you beat it up

        As wicked as it seems yeah
        Why don't you get - get all over me
        Why don't you get - get all over me
        Just a two way street, but now it goes one way
        And now for me there's no way out - one time
        Why don't you get - get all over me

        As wicked as it seems
        It's playtime, but it's far too late
        It's gonna too hard on, hard on it - hard on it
        What you gonna give
        It's not enough, not enough for me
        So I soften the blow, so the bruises don't show
        I've got the expertise
        No broken necks
        No broken hearts
        Well, we used your deck
        All I did was play the cards - now the check
        Now I find it's not enough - it's not enough for me
        Now you want to give, is not enough - not enough for me

        As wicked as it seems
        Why don't you get, get all over me - one time
        Why don't you get, get all over me
        It's easy getting in
        Why don't you get, get all over me
        But it's a hard way out babe
        Why don't you get - get all over me



      • 999
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        999

        Lead Vocals, Backing Vocals, Guitar - Keith Richards
        Backing Vocals - Sarah Dash
        Backing Vocals, Guitar - Waddy Wachtel
        Bass - Charley Drayton
        Organ, Clavinet - Ivan Neville

        Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan, Waddy Watchel

        Makin' it, doesn't matter how many
        Takin'it
        Well, I can't shake it
        Off of my back, damn monkey
        It's either too tight
        Or it's too slack

        How much
        That's all it is ooh
        Ninety nine
        How much, yahh
        Now, ninety nine
        You better hack it baby
        Yea, my time exploded, space blew up
        Need something in my dixie cup
        Whoa, let me get it right
        There's the best pair of lips I've kissed all night

        How much, well give it to me
        I'll pay you later
        Nine ninety nine
        Ohh, I got a pocket calculator
        Yeah, wake up, it don't make sense
        Nickles and dimes
        Nine ninety nine

        The lion and the lamb are locked in an embrace
        You won't get it till it's in your face
        Ohh, I got me out of depper red
        Don't panic
        Ah, it's where I want to be
        Yeah, oh
        A useful member of society, huh!
        I just need a little of that old money

        Gimme ninety nine, yea
        Well, I can't shake it off of my back
        God damn monkey
        Aw, it's too tight, or it's too slack
        Yeah some things never change
        Price of bullets remains the same

        Here we go
        Hand over fist, slap on the wrist
        Umm, nine nine
        That's all I'm askin' How much
        How much do you want to give
        Just a little bit
        Nine
        Yeah they operate
        Look at the state of my baby
        Well, it cost 20 grand, pitiful
        Yeah, that's a nine
        Put your money where your mouth is
        Cough it up
        Ohh nickels and dimes
        Yeah, huh, ooh

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        Rockawhile (live)

        Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan

        Rockawhile
        Baby stay yeah
        I don't need to lie
        You can believe it or leave it
        Baby won't you stay with me
        And rockawhile
        Hold your breath - Babe
        Close the shop, close the shop, Yeah

        Rock a while
        Baby come up here and
        Rock a while

        Stay with me, C'mon, Yeah
        Tell me what you want now
        I don't need to lie to you
        Stay with me
        Baby, baby stay with me and
        Rockawhile

        [Ad lib verses]
        It's no cheaped shot there
        Baby's just a square, yes she is

        [Verse 5,6 etc. ad lib]

        Rockawhile
        Come over
        Just Rockawhile
        Have to rock in style

        No strings attached
        Just me and
        Rockawhile
        Just you

        C'mon now baby stay with me
        Stay yeah
        Tell me what you wanna do
        Stay yeah

        And Rockawhile
        No strings attached
        Stay with me awhile
        Tell me all your troubles again

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        Connection (live)

        Written by Mick Jagger, Keith Richards


        Connection, I just can't make no connection.
        But all I want to do is to get back to you.

        Everything is going in the wrong direction.
        The doctor wants to give me more injections.
        Giving me shots for a thousand rare infections
        And I don't know if he'll let me go

        Connection, I just can't make no connection.
        But all I want to do is to get back to you.
        Connection, I just can't make it, connection
        But all I want to do is to get back to you.

        My bags they get a very close inspection.
        I wonder why it is that they suspect me
        They're dying to add me to their collections
        And I don't know if they'll let me go

        Connection, I just can't make no connection.
        But all I want to do is to get back to you.
        Connection, I just can't make no connection.
        But all I want to do is to get back to you.

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        Happy (live)

        Written by Mick Jagger, Keith Richards

        Well I never kept a dollar past sunset,
        It always burned a hole in my pants.
        Never made a school mama happy,
        Never blew  a second chance, oh no

        I need a love to keep me happy,
        I need a love to keep me happy.
        Baby, baby keep me happy.
        Baby, baby keep me happy.

        Always took candy from strangers,
        Didn't wanna get me no trade.
        Never want to be like papa,
        Working for the boss ev'ry night and day.

        I need a love to keep me happy,
        I need a love, baby won't ya keep me happy.
        Baby, won't ya keep me happy.
        Baby, please keep me

        I need a love to keep me happy,
        I need a love to keep me happy.
        Baby, baby keep me happy.
        Baby, baby keep me happy.

        Never got a flash out of cocktails,
        When I got some flesh off the bone.
        Never got a lift out of Lear jets,
        When I can fly way back home.

        I need a love to keep me happy,
        I need a love to keep me happy.
        Baby, baby keep me happy.
        Baby, baby keep me happy, baby  

        Happy, baby won't you keep me, happy
        Baby won't you keep me, happy
        Baby won't you keep me, happy
        Baby won't you keep me, happy
        Baby won't you keep me, happy

        Now keep on dancing - keep me happy
        Now baby won't you scream it - happy
        Baby got the feeling I'm - happy
        Na na na na now keep me - happy
        My my my, keep me - happy
        Keep on dancing - keep me happy

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        Struggle (live)

        Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan

        Well it's a struggle - Baby
        It's a struggle - Yeah Yeah

        If it's a struggle between love and hate
        Baby's gonna have to wait

        Yeah Yeah Huh Yeah Ooh Yeah Struggle

        I'm in the middle

        You're not the only one
        You're not the only one
        You're not the only one

        It's a struggle
        It's a struggle
        Baby Baby Baby Yeah

        Well it's a struggle to make ends meet honey
        Under pressure to express yourself
        Then admit it
        Don't deny yourself Yeah Yeah

        Hard to fight
        Struggle, struggle
        You and me should never feel neglected, overlooked,
        Overworked, overhooked

        Doing as you're told
        Hell on hold
        Through the night
        Without a fight
        You gotta face the day

        If you struggle baby
        It only tightens up

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        Locked Away (live)

        Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan


        She swears, that I'm the only one
        What about yesterday, yeah
        Oh! I'd like to believe
        Somehow I still suspect

        Locked away
        She ought to be locked away
        She ought to be locked away

        My mind is racing
        Footsteps lead me to jealousy
        I'm losing my grip
        I can't trust the way I feel

        Locked away
        I ought to be locked away
        I ought to be locked away

        My friends say that you're friends say, Ooh
        That I ain't worth your time
        I know what you must hear
        Don't let it interfere

        Locked away
        They ought to be locked away
        They ought to be locked away
        Locked away

        We can't do anything
        Any trick in the book
        We can't go anywhere
        All long as we care

        We ought to be locked away
        We ought to be locked away
        Locked away...


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        Whip It Up (live)

        Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan

        Whip
        Whip it up
        Whip
        Whip it up

        Don't know what you dream at night honey
        Close your eyes and see
        Leave the rest to me

        I'll be stealin' in if you give me half a chance
        C'mon baby let's get this dream to dance

        Whip it up
        C'mon Whip
        Whip it up
        Whip it up, Whip it up
        Well it seems so sad to me, the way we carry on
        Why, why baby can't we get along
        I ain't deceivin' you if you ain't deceivin' me
        Then someone else has lied to us Yeah
        Don't deny it

        Save it for another day
        Don't save it for me
        If I ain't good enought for you
        Then maybe baby you ain't good enough, good enough for me

        Whip it up baby
        Just a flick of the wrist
        Twist of the mind
        Whip it up
        Whip it up
        Whip
        Whip it up

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        Big Enough (live)

        Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan

        No time, for weepin' baby
        No tears need flow
        Let no one tell you
        How you should grow - Yeah

        Stretched to the limit honey
        Locked in the hole
        Hung out to dry
        Still on a roll

        Ready, willing, able, and big enough

        Run in the front door
        Run out the back
        Wall in your face and
        A gun in your back

        No time for weepin' baby
        No need for tears
        Let no one tell you honey
        How you, how you should grow

        Big enough
        Ready, willing, able, and big enough

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        Time Is On My Side (live)

        Written by Norman Meade


        Time is on my side, yes it is
        Time is on my side, yes it is

        Now you always say
        That you want to be free
        But you'll come running back (said you would baby)
        You'll come running back (I said so many times before)
        You'll come running back to me

        Oh, time is on my side, yes it is
        Time is on my side, yes it is

        You're searching for good times
        But just wait and see
        You'll come running back (I won't have to worry no more)
        You'll come running back (spend the rest of my life with you, baby)
        You'll come running back to me

        Go ahead, go ahead and light up the town
        And baby, do everything your heart desires
        Remember, I'll always be around
        And I know, I know
        Like I told you so many times before
        You're gonna come back, baby
        'Cause I know
        You're gonna come back knocking
        Yeah, knocking right on my door
        Yes, yes!

        Well, time is on my side, yes it is
        Time is on my side, yes it is

        'Cause I got the real love
        The kind that you need
        You'll come running back (said you would, baby)
        You'll come running back (I always said you would)
        You'll come running back, to me
        Yes time, time, time is on my side, yes it is
        Time, time, time is on my side, yes it is
        Oh, time, time, time is on my side, yes it is
        I said, time, time, time is on my side, yes it is
        Oh, time, time, time is on my side
        Yeah, time, time, time is on my side

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        Too Rude (live)

        Written by Lydon Roberts, Sly Dunbar, Robbie Shakespeare


        Girl you're too bad
        Girl you're too rude
        Everyman I speak to
        Says he wants you
        Girl you're too bad
        Girl you're too rude
        Everyman I speak to
        Says he wants you

        Everywhere
        All over the place
        Every man, he has
        A picture of your face
        Hey little girl
        Don't you realize
        This is a goddamn disgrace

        Girl you're too bad
        Girl you're too rude
        Everyman I speak to
        Says he wants you
        Girl you're too bad
        Girl you're too rude
        Everyman I speak to
        Says he wants you

        Oh little girl
        You never want me
        Tomorrow night you say
        You need my key
        Hey little girl
        Go and have a ball
        You know one day girl
        You're bound to fall

        Girl you're too bad
        Girl you're too rude
        Everyman I speak to
        Says he wants you
        Girl you're too bad
        Girl you're too rude
        Everyman I speak to
        Says he wants you

        Girl you're too bad
        Girl you're too rude
        Everyman I speak to
        Says he wants you
        Girl you're too bad
        Girl you're too rude
        Everyman I speak to
        Says he wants you

        Everywhere
        All over the place
        Every man, he has
        A picture of your face
        Hey little girl
        Don't you realize
        This is a goddamn disgrace
        Girl you're too bad
        Girl you're too rude
        Everyman I speak to
        Says he wants you
        Girl you're too bad
        Girl you're too rude
        Everyman I speak to
        Says he wants you

        Girl you're too bad
        Girl you're too rude
        Everyman I speak to
        Says he wants you
        Girl you're too bad
        Girl you're too rude
        Everyman I speak to
        Says he wants you  

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        Make No Mistake (live)

        Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan


        Make no mistake about it
        Things ain't what they seem
        I'm gonna scream and shout it
        This is just a dream

        A simple conversation
        Every now and then
        A touchy situation
        Fascinates a man

        What shall I do, if I should see you
        And have to pretend that we have never met

        Its not a cheap sensation
        When you touch me with your hand
        A little complication
        Can hypnotize a man

        How we gonna hide it
        This thing with you and me yeah
        Everyone can tell by now
        I just can't lie you see

        What shall I say to hide it, to hide it baby
        No words can convey your lips melting into mine

        No mistake, no mistake
        Make no mistake, make no mistake about it
        Make no mistake, c'mon make no mistake, make no mistake
        about it
        I'm gonna make you mine, no need to talk it over, we're
        running out of time

        I've made up my mind about you
        I know in my heart that you have the same point of view

        Make no mistake, this is it
        Make no mistake, make no mistake

        It's not we don't have the time
        Make no mistake
        Not in the right place
        make no mistake, make no mistake
        Ooh come on baby, make no mistake
        No mistake
        I'm talking to ya baby
        Make no mistake

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        I Could Have Stood You Up (live)

        Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan

        Well hung, friend of mine
        He's size 8 -I'm size 9
        So shucks my dear
        I'm gonna get a lick from you

        One thing, one thing too, one thing to remember
        That I could have, yes I could have, ooh
        Yes I could have, I could have stood you up
        But I did, did, didn't yeah yeah

        Short fuse, lights blew out
        Power came back - hear them shout
        Shucks my dear
        Gotta get a lick from you

        One thing, one thing too, one thing to remember
        That I could have, yes I could have, ooh
        Yes I could have, I could have stood you up
        But I did, did, didn't yeah yeah
        My shoes, walk down the street
        Only trouble is they ain't on my feet
        Dig them kicks, they belong to me

        One thing, one thing too, one thing to remember
        That I could have, yes I could have, ooh
        Yes I could have, I could have stood you up
        But I did, did, didn't yeah yeah

        Rip it up, rip it down
        Change the shape of the whole damn town,
        Shucks my dear
        I'm gonna get a lick from you

        One thing, one thing too, one thing to remember
        That I could have, yes I could have, ooh
        Yes I could have, I could have stood you up
        But I did, did, didn't yeah yeah

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        How I Wish (live)

        Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan

        How I wish that you were here again
        How I wish that you were here again

        If I could see you and touch you with my hand
        If I could feel you, I know damn well I can't

        How I wish that you were here again
        How I wish I had you near again
        If I could see you, Oh just now and then
        If I could feel you, I'd do my time again

        Oh Honey, honey, honey, Yeah

        If I could kiss you, caress you now and then
        Ooh just to thrill you, I'd do life again, Yeah

        Oh Honey, honey, honey, Yeah

        How I wish that you were here again
        Oh Honey, honey, yeah
        How I wish you were here again, Oh honey

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        Take It So Hard (live)

        Giving up lovin' - easy to do
        People so pitiful
        They never come through
        Honey, honey, honey I ain't that way

        You want a little bit - once in a while
        Come on and get a bit

        You shouldn't take it so hard - Yeah
        You shouldn't take it
        You shouldn't take it so hard - Yeah

        Take a look around you - Tell me, what do you see
        People with little bits
        Try, tryin' to smile
        Most of what you've gotten is free - Yeah

        You shouldn't take it so hard - Yeah
        You shouldn't take it
        You shouldn't take it so hard - Yeah

        Yank it up baby
        Or get yourself a new name
        You want a little bit once in a while
        Yeah you got a taste for it

        You shouldn't take it so hard - Yeah
        You shouldn't take it
        You shouldn't take it so hard – Yeah

        Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan

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        It Means A Lot

        Backing Vocals - Keith Richards
        Bass, Backing Vocals - Charley Drayton
        Drums, Backing Vocals - Steve Jordan
        Guitar [Slide], Acoustic Guitar - Waddy Wachtel
        Keyboards - Ivan Neville

        Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan

        Tell by her movement
        A flick of the hand
        You know where you stand

        What does it mean
        It means a lot
        Ah hug oh yeah
        What does it mean
        Tell me

        Tell from a distance
        Tell from a glance
        (It means a lot)
        Tell by the way she dance
        (It means a lot)

        (It means a lot)
        Call it love
        Takes two
        (It means a lot)

        What does it mean
        (It means a lot)
        Takes two

        If she is shy
        If she should blush
        (It means a lot)
        It should tell you enough
        (It means a lot)

        We'll call it love
        (It means a lot)
        Takes two baby
        (It means a lot)

        Oh What does it do for you
        Does the same thing for me

        Trial by jury
        Trial by judge
        Get this things out of court
        Let's call it love

        What does it mean
        (It means a lot)
        Call it affection
        We call it love
        (It means a lot)

        Heaven's above
        (It means a lot)
        Ooh cool it
        (It means a lot)

        It means a lot
        It means a lot
        Ain't no illusion

        Little lie
        It means a lot

        Don't get too excited baby before the facts

        Corrections? Let us know.

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        Locked Away

        Accordion - Stanley "Buckwheat" Dural
        Acoustic Guitar - Waddy Wachtel
        Backing Vocals - Keith Richards
        Bass - Charley Drayton
        Drums, Backing Vocals - Steve Jordan
        Piano, Keyboards - Ivan Neville
        Violin - Michael Doucet

        Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan

        She swears, that I'm the only one
        What about yesterday, yeah
        Oh! I'd like to believe
        Somehow I still suspect

        Locked away
        She ought to be locked away
        She ought to be locked away

        My mind is racing
        Footsteps lead me to jealousy
        I'm losing my grip
        I can't trust the way I feel

        Locked away
        I ought to be locked away
        I ought to be locked away

        My friends say that you're friends say, Ooh
        That I ain't worth your time
        I know what you must hear
        Don't let it interfere

        Locked away
        They ought to be locked away
        They ought to be locked away
        Locked away

        We can't do anything
        Any trick in the book
        We can't go anywhere
        All long as we care

        We ought to be locked away
        We ought to be locked away
        Locked away...

        Corrections? Let us know.

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        Whip It Up

        Backing Vocals - Keith Richards, Patti Scialfa
        Bass, Backing Vocals - Charley Drayton
        Drums, Backing Vocals - Steve Jordan
        Guitar - Waddy Wachtel
        Saxophone [Baritone & Tenor] - Bobby Keys

        Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan

        Whip
        Whip it up
        Whip
        Whip it up

        Don't know what you dream at night honey
        Close your eyes and see
        Leave the rest to me

        I'll be stealin' in if you give me half a chance
        C'mon baby let's get this dream to dance

        Whip it up
        C'mon Whip
        Whip it up
        Whip it up, Whip it up

        Well it seems so sad to me, the way we carry on
        Why, why baby can't we get along
        I ain't deceivin' you if you ain't deceivin' me
        Then someone else has lied to us Yeah Don't deny it

        Save it for another day
        Don't save it for me
        If I ain't good enought for you
        Then maybe baby you ain't good enough, good enough for me

        Whip it up baby
        Just a flick of the wrist
        Twist of the mind
        Whip it up
        Whip it up
        Whip
        Whip it up

        Corrections? Let us know.

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        Rockawhile

        Accordion - Stanley "Buckwheat" Dural
        Backing Vocals - Charley Drayton , Sam Butler , Sarah Dash
        Backing Vocals, Acoustic Guitar - Keith Richards
        Bass - Joey Spampinato
        Clavinet - Bernie Worrell
        Drums, Backing Vocals - Steve Jordan
        Guitar [Slide & Electric] - Waddy Wachtel

        Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan

        Rockawhile
        Baby stay yeah
        I don't need to lie
        You can believe it or leave it
        Baby won't you stay with me
        And rockawhile
        Hold your breath - Babe
        Close the shop, close the shop, Yeah

        Rock a while Baby come up here and Rock a while

        Stay with me, C'mon, Yeah Tell me what you want now I don't need to lie to you Stay with me Baby, baby stay with me and Rockawhile

        [Ad lib verses]

        It's no cheaped shot there Baby's just a square, yes she is

        [Verse 5,6 etc. ad lib]

        Rockawhile Come over Just Rockawhile Have to rock in style

        No strings attached Just me and Rockawhile Just you

        C'mon now baby stay with me Stay yeah Tell me what you wanna do Stay yeah

        And Rockawhile No strings attached Stay with me awhile Tell me all your troubles again

        Corrections? Let us know.

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        How I Wish

        Backing Vocals - Patti Scialfa
        Backing Vocals, Acoustic Guitar - Keith Richards
        Bass - Charley Drayton
        Drums, Backing Vocals - Steve Jordan
        Guitar [Slide & Electric] - Waddy Wachtel
        Piano, Keyboards - Ivan Neville

        Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan

        How I wish that you were here again
        How I wish that you were here again

        If I could see you and touch you with my hand
        If I could feel you, I know damn well I can't

        How I wish that you were here again
        How I wish I had you near again

        If I could see you, Oh just now and then
        If I could feel you, I'd do my time again

        Oh Honey, honey, honey, Yeah

        If I could kiss you, caress you now and then
        Ooh just to thrill you, I'd do life again, Yeah

        Oh Honey, honey, honey, Yeah

        How I wish that you were here again
        Oh Honey, honey, yeah
        How I wish you were here again, Oh honey

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        You Don't Move Me

        Accordion - Stanley "Buckwheat" Dural*
        Backing Vocals, Acoustic Guitar - Keith Richards
        Bass - Charley Drayton
        Drums, Percussion, Backing Vocals - Steve Jordan
        Guitar [Slide] - Waddy Wachtel
        Organ - Bernie Worrell

        Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan

        You made the wrong motion
        Drank the wrong potion
        You lost the feeling
        Not so appealing

        Why do you think you got no friends
        You drove them all around the bend

        Oh Yeah
        You don't move me anymore

        Now you wanna throw the dice
        You already crapped out twice

        Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah
        You don't move me anymore

        One face so seamy
        The other don't see me
        It's better that you kill the light
        You're giving us all a fright

        Oh Yeah
        You don't move me anymore

        How you gonna keep your wealth
        Can't even defend yourself

        Ah yeah, Ah no
        You don't move me anymore

        What makes you so greedy
        Makes you so seedy
        No matter how you flip that dime
        On our side is time
        Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah

        It's no longer funny
        It's bigger than money

        You don't move me anymore

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        Make No Mistake

        Arranged By [Horns] - Willie Mitchell
        Bass - Charley Drayton
        Drums, Congas, Backing Vocals - Steve Jordan
        Horns - Andrew Love , Ben Cauley , Gray E. Topper , Jack Hale , James Mitchell , Jimmi Kinnard
        Mixed By - Joe Blaney
        Organ, Clavinet - Bernie Worrell
        Vocals [Featured] - Sarah Dash

        Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan

        Make no mistake about it
        Things ain't what they seem
        I'm gonna scream and shout it
        This is just a dream

        A simple conversation
        Every now and then
        A touchy situation
        Fascinates a man

        What shall I do, if I should see you And have to pretend that we have never met

        It's not a cheap sensation
        When you touch me with your hand
        A little complication
        Can hypnotize a man

        How we gonna hide it
        This thing with you and me yeah
        Everyone can tell by now
        I just can't lie you see

        What shall I say to hide it, to hide it baby
        No words can convey your lips melting into mine

        No mistake, no mistake
        Make no mistake, make no mistake about it
        Make no mistake, c'mon make no mistake, make no mistake about it
        I'm gonna make you mine, no need to talk it over,
        We're running out of time

        I've made up my mind about you
        I know in my heart that you have the same point of view

        Make no mistake, this is it
        Make no mistake, make no mistake

        It's not we don't have the time
        Make no mistake
        Not in the right place
        make no mistake, make no mistake
        Ooh come on baby, make no mistake
        No mistake
        I'm talking to ya baby
        Make no mistake

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        I Could Have Stood You Up

        Backing Vocals - Keith Richards
        Bass - Joey Spampinato
        Drums, Backing Vocals - Steve Jordan
        Guitar - Mike Taylor
        Mixed By - Joe Blaney
        Organ - Chuck Leavell
        Piano - Johnnie Johnson
        Saxophone [Tenor] - Bobby Keys

        Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan

        Well hung, friend of mine
        He's size 8 -I'm size 9
        Shucks, my dear
        I'm gonna get a lick from you

        One thing, one thing too, one thing to remember
        That I could have, yes I could have, ooh
        Yes I could have, I could have stood you up
        But I did, did, didn't yeah yeah

        Short fuse, lights blew out
        Power came back - hear them shout
        Shucks, my dear
        Gotta get a lick from you

        One thing, one thing too, one thing to remember
        That I could have, yes I could have, ooh
        Yes I could have, I could have stood you up
        But I did, did, didn't yeah yeah

        My shoes, walk down the street
        Only trouble is they ain't on my feet
        Dig them kicks, they belong to me

        One thing, one thing too, one thing to remember
        That I could have, yes I could have, ooh
        Yes I could have, I could have stood you up
        But I did, did, didn't yeah yeah

        Rip it up, rip it down
        Change the shape of the whole damn town,
        Shucks, my dear
        I'm gonna get a lick from you

        One thing, one thing too, one thing to remember
        That I could have, yes I could have, ooh
        Yes I could have, I could have stood you up
        But I did, did, didn't yeah yeah

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        Struggle

        Backing Vocals - Keith Richards
        Bass - Charley Drayton
        Drums, Backing Vocals - Steve Jordan
        Guitar - Waddy Wachtel
        Keyboards - Ivan Neville

        Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan

        Well it's a struggle - Baby
        It's a struggle - Yeah Yeah

        If it's a struggle between love and hate
        Baby's gonna have to wait

        Yeah Yeah Huh Yeah Ooh Yeah Struggle

        I'm in the middle

        You're not the only one
        You're not the only one
        You're not the only one

        It's a struggle
        It's a struggle
        Baby Baby Baby Yeah

        Well it's a struggle to make ends meet honey
        Under pressure to express yourself
        Then admit it
        Don't deny yourself Yeah Yeah

        Hard to fight
        Struggle, struggle
        You and me should never feel neglected, overlooked,
        Overworked, overhooked

        Doing as you're told
        Hell on hold
        Through the night
        Without a fight
        You gotta face the day

        If you struggle baby It only tightens up

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        Take It So Hard

        Guitar, Lead and Backing Vocals - Keith Richards
        Bass, Backing Vocals - Steve Jordan
        Drums - Charley Drayton
        Guitar – Waddy Wachtel
        Piano, Keyboards - Ivan Neville

        Written by Keith Richards, Steve Jordan

        Giving up lovin' - easy to do
        People so pitiful
        They never come through
        Honey, honey, honey I ain't that way

        You want a little bit - once in a while
        Come on and get a bit

        You shouldn't take it so hard - Yeah
        You shouldn't take it
        You shouldn't take it so hard - Yeah

        Take a look around you - Tell me, what do you see
        People with little bits
        Try, tryin' to smile
        Most of what you've gotten is free - Yeah

        You shouldn't take it so hard - Yeah
        You shouldn't take it
        You shouldn't take it so hard - Yeah

        Yank it up baby
        Or get yourself a new name
        You want a little bit once in a while
        Yeah you got a taste for it

        You shouldn't take it so hard - Yeah
        You shouldn't take it
        You shouldn't take it so hard - Yeah

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        Listen
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        Backing Vocals - Sarah Dash
        Backing Vocals, Percussion - Keith Richards
        Backing Vocals, Percussion, Drums - Steve Jordan
        Bass - "Bootsy" Collins
        Organ - Bernie Worrell
        Saxophone [Alto] - Maceo Parker
        Mixed By - Joe Blaney

        Written by Keith Richards and Steve Jordan

        No time, for weepin' baby
        No tears need flow
        Let no one tell you
        How you should grow - Yeah

        Stretched to the limit honey
        Locked in the hole
        Hung out to dry
        Still on a roll

        Ready, willing, able, and big enough

        Run in the front door
        Run out the back
        Wall in your face and
        A gun in your back

        No time for weepin' baby
        No need for tears
        Let no one tell you honey
        How you, how you should grow

        Big enough
        Ready, willing, able, and big enough

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      • Forty days and forty nights
        I waited for a girl like you to come and save my life
        All the days I waited for you
        You know the ones who said I'd never find someone like you

        And you were out of my league
        All the things I believed
        You were just the right kind
        Yeah, you were more than just a dream
        You were out of my league

      • V1
        Sometimes when I lie
        I know you're on to me
        Sometimes I don't mind
        How hateful that I can be

        Sometimes I don't try
        To make you happy
        I don't know why I do the things I do to you but...

        Chorus
        Sometimes I don't wanna be better
        Sometimes I can't be put back together
        Sometimes I find it hard to believe
        There's someone else who could be
        Just as messed up as me

        V2
        Sometimes don't deny
        That everything is wrong
        Sometimes rather die
        Than to admit it's my fault

        Sometimes when you cry
        I just don't care at all
        I don't know why I do the things I do to you but...

        Bridge
        I want someone to hurt
        Like the way I hurt
        It's sick but it makes me feel better

        V3
        Sometimes I can't hide
        The demons that I face
        Sometimes don't deny
        I'm sometimes sinner sometimes saint

      • V1
        Hey Lucy, I remember your name
        I left a dozen roses on your grave today
        I'm in the grass on my knees, wipe the leaves away
        I just came to talk for a while
        I got some things I need to say

        Chorus
        Now that it's over
        I just wanna hold her
        I'd give up all the world to see that little piece of heaven looking
        back at me
        Now that it's over
        I just wanna hold her
        I've gotta live with the choices i made
        And I can't live with myself today

        V2
        Hey Lucy, I remembered your birthday
        They said it'd bring some closure to say your name
        I know I'd do it all different if I had the chance
        But all I got are these roses to give
        And they can't help me make amends

        Bridge
        Here we are
        Now you're in my arms
        I never wanted anything so bad
        Here we are
        For a brand new start
        Living the life that we could've had

        Me and Lucy walking hand in hand
        Me and Lucy never wanna end
        Just another moment in your eyes
        I'll see you in another life
        In heaven where we never say goodbye

        Bridge
        Here we are, now you're in my arms
        Here we are for a brand new start
        Got to live with the choices I’ve made
        And I can’t live with myself today

        Me and Lucy walking hand in hand
        Me and Lucy never wanna end
        Got to live with the choices I’ve made
        And I can’t live with myself today

        Hey Lucy, I remember your name

      • V1
        Tick tock hear the clock countdown
        Wish the minute hand could be rewound
        So much to do and so much I need to say
        Will tomorrow be too late

        Feel the moment slip into the past
        Like sand through an hourglass
        In the madness I guess I just forget
        To do all the things I said

        Pre
        Time passes by
        Never thought I'd wind up
        One step behind
        Now I've made my mind up

        Chorus
        Today I'm gonna try a little harder
        Gonna make every minute last longer
        Gonna learn to forgive and forget
        ’Cause we don't have long, gonna make the most of it

        Today I'm gonna love my enemies
        Reach out to somebody who needs me
        Make a change, make the world a better place
        ’Cause tomorrow could be one day too late
        One day too late
        One day too late

        V2
        Tick tock hear my life pass by
        I can't erase and I can't rewind
        Of all the things I regret the most I do...
        Wish I'd spent more time with you

        Here's my chance for a new beginning
        I saved the best for a better ending
        And in the end I'll make it up to you, you'll see
        You'll get the very best of me

        Bridge
        Your time is running out
        You’re never gonna get it back
        Make the most of every moment
        Stop saving the best for last

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      • Yesterday, all my troubles seemed so far away
        Now it looks as though they're here to stay
        Oh, I believe in yesterday

        Suddenly I'm not half the man I used to be
        There's a shadow hanging over me
        Oh, yesterday came suddenly

        Why she had to go
        I don't know, she wouldn't say
        I said something wrong
        Now I long for yesterday
        [ From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/b/beatles-lyrics/yesterday-lyrics.html ]

        Yesterday love was such an easy game to play
        Now I need a place to hide away
        Oh, I believe in yesterday

        Why?d she have to go?
        I don't know, she wouldn't say
        I said something wrong
        Now I long for yesterday

        Yesterday love was such an easy game to play
        Now I need a place to hide away
        Oh, I believe in yesterday