Thin Lizzy - A Night In The Life Of A Blues Singer

Frankie Carroll
He *** drunk last night
I tried my best to help him
But he wound up in a fight

And his missy *** him
She said
"Frankie, it's alright"
"Frankie won't do you wrong"

Frankie Carroll
He beat his kids last night
"I don't like you kids shouting"
"Shut up now, don't care who's wrong or right"

And his missy *** him
She said
"Frankie, I'll keep the kids quiet"
Frankie, Frankie, what's wrong?

Frankie Carroll
He fell to bed last night
And his head hung off the pillow
And his eyes were closed shut tight

And his missy
She *** up and turned out the light
Frankie, Frankie, what's wrong?
Frankie Carroll was with a woman last night

Let me tell you the hard luck story
About a man named Jack McDuff
He believed in God and glory
But he just wasn't tough enough

I believe in the freedom song
Long live liberty!
I believe in the freedom song
I'll choose my own destiny

Well they took him and they beat him
Underneath the old hanging tree
Saying, "Jack, you must die"

Jack, he hung his head back
"Long live liberty!"
"I believe in the freedom song"
"Doesn't matter what you do to me"

With a rope around his neck they left him hanging
High on that old hanging tree
On her knees his wife was screaming
"Lord have mercy, Lord have mercy"

I believe in the freedom song
Long live liberty!
I believe in the freedom song
Doesn't matter what you do to me

When they try to tell you knowledge is a dangerous thing
"It's such a dangerous thing"
The people that have it are the people that sin
And the people that need it are the people that can never win
"They can never win"
Let me get you out of here Little Broken Wing

There are people round here that are right
There are people round here that like to sleep at night
There are people round here that go slow
There are people round here that don't kindly to the killing of the buffalo

When they tear up all the treaties and break up all the plans
"They break up all the plans"
Did you do your duty and kill on command?
Did you know the redman used to roam this land?
"He used to roam this land"
Now the souls of lost warriors blow across the sands

People round here they get it right
People round here we like to sleep at night
There are people round here that go slow
People round here that don't take kindly to the killing of the buffalo, oh no

So listen to my story and listen to it well
"You better listen well"
Listen to the glory of the gory details of the tale I tell
Did you know the redman very well?
"I used to know him well"
Did you know the hunting ground before it became a hell?

There are people round here that are right
There are people round here that like to sleep at night
There are people round here I don't know
There are people round here that don't take kindly to the killing of the buffalo

The killing of the buffala-o
The killing of the buffala-o

The killing
The killing of the
The killing of the buffala-o
The killing of the buffala-o

The killing of the buffala-o
The killing of the buffala-o
The killing of the buffala-o
The killing
The killing

So listen to my story of Genocide
How they were hunted and slaughtered till there was no place left to hide
Did you know the redman used to hold his head with pride?
Till every man, woman and child were destroyed

There are people round here that get it right
There are people round here that couldn't sleep at night
There are people round here I don't know
There are people round here that don't take kindly to the killing of the buffalo

There are people round here that understand
There are people round here that couldn't give a damn
There are people round here that go slow
There are people round here that don't take too kindly to the killing of the buffalo

The killing of the buffala-o
The killing of the buffala-o
The killing of the buffala-o
The killing of the buffala-o
The killing of the buffala-o
The killing
The killing of the
They're killing all the buffala-o
The killing of the buffala-o
The killing of the buffala-o
The killing of the buffala-o
The killing of the buffala-o
The killing
They're killing all the
They're killing all the buffala-o
The killing of the buffala-o
The killing of the buffala-o
The killing of the buffala-o
The killing of the buffala-o
The killing
The killing
The killing of the buffala-o

Pack up, I've had enough, that's it, I quit
Give up, you win, I lose, you win
You choose, you stay
I'll go, you stay, I lose

I used to be a dreamer
But I realize that it's not my style at all
In fact it becomes clearer that a dreamer
Doesn't stand a chance at all

Get out of here
Get out of here
Get out
Do I make myself clear

No way, I must go, can't stay, must run
No chance, I can't give a second chance
No hope, there's no hope for you now
No romance, no more romance

No how, no how could we stay together
No need, I have no need for you now
No fear, no fear of you no more

Get out of here
Get out of here
Do I make myself clear

Pack up, give in, go home, get out

I used to be a dreamer
But I realized that it's not my style at all
In fact it becomes clearer that a dreamer
Doesn't stand a chance at all

And I've become bitter
For I believe that this is better
No matter, whatever, whenever
We can never ever stay together

Get out of here
Go

Do I make myself plain
I don't want to ever see you again
Get out of here

Pack up, give in, get out of here
Rev up, go away, get out of here
Give in, go home, right away, get to
Pack up, give in, give up, rev up
Go away ... out

I'm gonna creep up on you
I'm gonna creep up on you
I'm gonna creep up on you
I'm gonna gonna

The writing on the wall showed the scandal
Pointed out the victim of the vandal
The lady was upset by the angle
Scratch your back and hot to handle

I'm gonna creep up on you

I'm gonna creep up on you
I'm gonna creep up on you
I'm gonna gonna

You're sly, you're slick, you're sleek, you're outstanding
My legs are week, my heart, it beats, it's pounding
Soon you're gonna weep in your sleepless surrounding
`Cause I'm the one taking you down for grounding

I'm gonna creep up on you
I'm gonna creep up on you
I'm gonna creep up on you
I'm gonna gonna

Little lady let me take a little bit of your love

I've *** to give it up I've *** to give it up
That stuff
I've *** to give it up I've *** to give it up
That stuff

Tell my mama and tell my pa
That their fine young son didn't get far
He made it to the end of a bottle
Sitting in a sleazy bar

He tried hard but his spirit broke
He tried until he nearly choked
In the end he lost his
BATTLE drinking alcohol

I've *** to give it up I've *** to give it up
That stuff
I've *** to give it up I've *** to give it up
That stuff

Tell my brother I tried to write and
Put pen to paper but I was frightened
I couldn't seem to get the words out right
Right quite right

Tell my sister I'm sinking slow

Now and again I powder my nose
In the end I lost my BATTLE
It smashed in a casbah

I've *** to give it up I've *** to give it up
That stuff
I've *** to give it up I've *** to give it up
That stuff

I've *** to give it up I've *** to give it up
That stuff
I've *** to give it up I've *** to give it up
That stuff

I've been messing with the heavy stuff
For a time I couldn't get enough
But I'm waking up and it's wearing off
Junk don't take you far

Tell my Mama I'm coming home
In my youth I'm getting older
And I think it's lost control
Mama I'm coming home

I've *** to give it up I've *** to give it up
That stuff
I've *** to give it up I've *** to give it up
That stuff

I *** a girl in Brixham town
Her daddy don't like me hangin' 'round
The boy ain't black, the boy is brown
Don't he know it's a halfcaste town

Big smoke
Big smoke
Big smoke
Big smoke

The boy is halfcaste
Halfcaste
Halfcaste

I *** a girl up near Richmond way
Her daddy don't like me to lead the girl astray

The brown boy is born to serve he say
Don't he know it's a different day

In the big smoke
No joke
Big smoke
I like it
Big smoke
Big smoke

Mister, I'm halfcaste
You see, I'm halfcaste
I *** no class
You see, I'm halfcaste
Halfcaste