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MISSING... PRESUMED HAVING A GOOD TIME
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RELEASE DATE 1990 MIXING Schnee, Bill PRODUCTION Knopfler, Mark / Fletcher, Guy CREDITS Thanks to all at Damage Management Ltd. And Don Dawson at D'Addario Strings N.J.
TRACKS
CROKER, BRENDAN guitar
vocalsFLETCHER, GUY keyboards
vocalsFRANKLIN, PAUL pedal steel guitar KNOPFLER, MARK guitar
vocalsPHILLIPS, STEVE guitar
vocals
ALBUM TRACKSLYRICS
- Railroad Worksong - Traditional (05:30)
- Bewildered - Whitcup / Powell (02:38)
- Your Own Sweet Way (04:32)
- Run Me Down - Traditional (02:26)
- One Way Gal - Traditional (03:11)
- Blues Stay Away From Me - Delmore, Alton / Delmore, R. / Raney, Wayne / Glover, Henry (03:51)
- Will You Miss Me - Phillips, Steve (03:52)
- Please Baby - Traditional (03:51)
- Weapon Of Prayer - Louvin, I. / Louvin, C. (03:10)
- That's Where I Belong - Croker, Brendan (02:52)
- Feel Like Going Home - Rich, Charlie (04:53)
BONUS TRACKS
- Lonesome Wind Blues - Raney, Wayne (02:40)
UNRELEASED TRACKS
- Hobo's Lullaby - Reeves, Goebel
BEWILDERED
WHITCUP / POWELL
Bewildered
Lost in a dream of you
Where is the love that I once knew
Why did we part?Bewildered
I'm helpless without you dear
Wishing your heart could hear
What's in my heartWhy must I have theses sleepless nights
And endless days
But love, you took my soul
Without a thought
I'm in the darkBewildered
I need your guiding hand
I will never understand
Why did you leave me bewilderedWhy must I have theses sleepless nights
And endless days
But love, you took my soul
Without a thought
I'm in the darkBewildered
I need your guiding hand
I will never understand
How could you leave me bewilderedBLUES STAY AWAY FROM ME
DELMORE, ALTON / DELMORE, R. / RANEY, WAYNE / GLOVER, HENRY
Blues stay away from me
Blues why don't you let me be
Don't know why
You keep on haunting meLove was never meant for me
True love was never meant for me
Seems somehow
We never can agreeLife is full of misery
Dreams are like a memory
Bringing back
Your love that used to beTears so many I can't see
Years don't mean a thing to me
Time goes by
And I still can't be freeFEEL LIKE GOING HOME
RICH, CHARLIE
Lord I feel like going home
I tried and I failed and I'm tired and weary
Everything I ever done was wrong
And I feel like going homeLord I tried to see it through
But it was too much for me
And now I'm coming home to you
And I feel like going homeCloudy skies are rolling in
And not a friend around to help me
From all the places I have been
And I feel like going homeLord I feel like going home
I tried and I failed and I'm tired and weary
Everything I ever done was wrong
And I feel like going homeHOBO'S LULLABY
REEVES, GOEBEL
Go to sleep, you weary hobo
Let the town drift slowly by,
Listen to the steel rails humming
That's the hobo's lullaby.Do not think about tomorrow,
Let tomorrow come and go.
Tonight you have a nice warm boxcar
Free from all the ice and snow.I know the police cause you trouble,
They make trouble everywhere,
But when you die and go to heaven,
Well, you won't find police there.Now do not let your heart be troubled
If the world calls you a bum,
'Cause if your mother lives, she loves you
Well, you are still your mother's son.LONESOME WIND BLUES
RANEY, WAYNE
I hear the wind blowin' through the lonesome pines,
I know my love is gone too,
I hear the wind blowin' through the lonesome pines,
'cause I'm blue, lonesome blue.She's gone so far, that's why I'm leaving,
left me here alone among the trees,
And all that I have left is just a memory,
And it always haunts me with a breeze.I hear the wind blowin' through the lonesome pines,
I know my love is gone too,
I hear the wind blowin' through the lonesome pines,
'cause I'm blue, lonesome blue.I leave today to try to find my darlin',
I don't know where on earth she can be,
I know that I can never live without her,
Each night in dreams her face is all I see.I hear the wind blowin' through the lonesome pines,
I know my love has gone too,
I hear the wind blowin' through the lonesome pines,
That's why I'm blue, lonesome blue.ONE WAY GAL
TRADITIONAL
One thing I like about this gal of mine
One thing I like about this gal of mine
One thing I like about this gal of mine
She treats me right and loves me all the timeSometimes I'm broke and blue as I can be
Sometimes I'm broke and blue as I can be
Sometimes I'm broke and blue as I can be
But still my baby she looks after meShe walked in the rain till her feet got soaking wet
She walked in the rain till her feet got soaking wet
She walked in the rain till her feet got soaking wet
And this she said to every man she metMister change a dollar - gimme a lousy dime
Mister change a dollar - gimme a lousy dime
Mister change a dollar - gimme a lousy dime
So I can feed that hungry man of mineThat gal of mine she's one way all the time
That gal of mine she's one way all the time
That gal of mine she's one way all the time
She takes the blues away and satisfies my mindPLEASE BABY
TRADITIONAL
Please baby - please please baby
Won't you come back to your daddy one more timePlease baby - please please baby
When I get my money I will give you my last dimeWhen you left me babe, you left me feeling so blue
You know that I didn't love no-one but you
Please baby - please please baby
Won't you come back to your daddy one more timeI'm so blue baby, I'm, I'm so blue baby
I can't sleep at night
I can't hardly talk from crying
You know baby, you, you know baby
You always forever on my mind
Since you've been gone I can't sleep at night
Why don't you take my meals I can't eat a bite
Please baby, please please baby
Won't you come back to your daddy one more timeWhen you left me babe you left me feeling so blue
You know that I didn't love no-one but you
Please baby - please please baby
Won't you come back to your daddy one more timeRAILROAD WORKSONG
TRADITIONAL
Working on a railroad for a dollar a day
Working on a railroad for a dollar a day
Working on a railroad good buddy for a dollar a day
Gotta get my money gotta get my payTake this hammer take it to the captain
Take this hammer take it to the captain
Take this hammer good buddy take it to the captain
Tell him I'm gone tell him I'm goneIf he asks you was I running
If he asks you was I running
If he asks you good buddy was I running
Tell him I was flying tell him I was flyingIf he asks you was I laughing
If he asks you was I laughing
If he asks you good buddy was I laughing
Tell him I was crying tell him I was cryingThis old hammer rings like silver
This old hammer rings like silver
This old hammer good buddy rings like silver
Shine like gold good buddy and it shine like goldWorking on a railroad for a dollar a day
Working on a railroad for a dollar a day
Working on a railroad good buddy for a dollar a day
Gotta get my money gotta get my pay
Gotta get my money gotta get my pay
Gotta get my money gotta get my payRUN ME DOWN
TRADITIONAL
You gotta run me down you gotta run me down
If you want to contact me you gotta run me downI got work to do I'm the busiest man in town
If you want to contact me you gotta run me downWhen I gets my dough I'm kinda hard to find
If you want me to pay your bills you gotta run me downNow the rooster he crowed an them old hens looked around
Said if you want to make love you gotta run me downWhen I had my money you used to follow me around
Now I have got broke you gotta run me downTHAT'S WHERE I BELONG
CROKER, BRENDAN
Show me a place where I don't have to worry
And that's where I belong
Show me a place where I don't have to hurry
And that's where I belong
Give me the time, so I can change my mind
Where it don't matter if I'm wrong
Show me a place where I don't have to worry
And that's where I belongWEAPON OF PRAYER
LOUVIN, I. / LOUVIN, C.
In that land across the sea there's a job for you and me
Though our presence there may not be found
We must stay standing there on the battle lines and pray
We must never lay our weapons downWe don't have to be a soldier in a uniform
To be of service over there
While the boys so bravely stand with the weapons made by hand
Let us trust and use the weapon of prayerMany thousands miles away someone shed there blood today
With a heart so true and brave they're gone
To a war that's yours and mine let us join the battle line
With a weapon that will save our homeWe don't have to be a soldier in a uniform
To be of service over there
While the boys so bravely stand with the weapons made by hand
Let us trust and use the weapon of prayerAnd when the planes and tanks and guns have done all that they can do
And the mighty bombs have rained and failed
Still the helpful hand above, on the weapon made of love
And against him none on earth prevailWILL YOU MISS ME
PHILLIPS, STEVE
Will you miss me, will you miss me
Will you miss me, will you miss me
Will you miss me, miss me when I'm goneDid you ever dream lucky, wake up cold in hand
Do you look at the stars in the heavens above
Do you sleep on the pillow where my head used to lay
While the moonbeams flicker 'cross your window pane
I'm on my way from here, don't know where I'm goingI'm rolling, rolling down that road
I'm rolling, rolling down that road
Just dreaming about the days of long agoWhen darkness falls across the land
There's a shadow cast in the heart of a man
Though the flame of desire burns bright as a star
I hear a cry on the wind like a voice from afar
I'm a stranger here don't know where I'm goingI'm rolling, rolling down that road
I'm rolling, rolling down that road
Just dreaming about the days of long agoWill you miss me, will you miss me
Will you miss me, will you miss me
Will you miss me, miss me when I'm goneYOUR OWN SWEET WAY
There is nothing I can do
Nothing I can say
You'll do what you want to
You'll go your own sweet way
You'll go your own sweet
Your own sweet way
You'll go your own sweet
Your own sweet wayNow I can talk to you serious
I can talk to you nice
But when it comes to love
You won't take good advice
You'll go your own sweet
Your own sweet way
You'll go your own sweet
Your own sweet wayIt doesn't matter what I say
What I do or what I think
You can lead a horse to water
You can't make him drink
You'll go your own sweet
Your own sweet way
You'll go your own sweet
Your own sweet way
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