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Some "Hendrix, Jimi" lyrics
Stepping Stone
I sure got the blues this morning, baby
Yeah! And I�m here to tell you about it
So you might as well pick up on it!
I�m a man
At least I�m tryin� to be
I�ve lived before
The other half of me
I�ve lived before
That you don�t want me
But in this search
For nothing desperately
Oh, I�m tryin� tryin�
Not to be a fool
I�m tryin� tryin�
Lord to keep my cool, baby tryin� so hard to keep it together
After I find, baby
That true love of mine
I�m just rollin� screamin�
Cryin� flyin�
Can�t be trusted, but busted
Rolling Stone
You�re a woman
At least you say you are
You�re a woman
At least you look like you are
You�re a woman
At least you taste like you are
But you can take it off
In bed with my guitar
And then you leave them
Throw me outside
To cry, cry
To the moon and the nighttime
Save my soul,
You can�t find
All you want is a ticket to ride
After you show me everything
It did prove otherwise
You just rollin�, screamin�, cryin� good love is sometime, but can�t be trusted
Steppin� Stone
Steppin� Stone
Steppin� Stone
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Highway Chile
Yeah, his guitar slung across his back
His dusty boots is his Cadillac
Flamin' hair just a blowin' in the wind
Ain't seen a bed in so long it's a sin
He left home when he was seventeen
The rest of the world he had longed to see
But everybody knows the Boss
A rolling stone who gathers no moss
But you'd probably call him a tramp
But it goes a little deeper than that
He's a highway chile, yeah
Now some people say he had a girl back home
Who messed around and did him pretty wrong
They tell me it kinda hurt him bad
Kinda made him feel pretty sad
I couldn't say what went through his mind
Anyway, he left the world behind
But everybody knows the same old story,
In love and war you can't lose in glory
Now you'd probably call him a tramp
But I know it goes a little deeper than that
He's a highway chile
Walk on brother, yeah
One more brother
His old guitar slung across his back
His dusty boots is his Cadillac
Flamin' hair just a blowin' in the wind
Ain't seen a bed in so long it's a sin
Now you may call him a tramp
But I know it goes a little deeper than that
He's a highway chile
Walk on brother
Don't let no one stop you
Highway chile
Yeah yeah yeah
Highway chile
Go on down the highway
Highway chile
Yeah yeah yeah
Highway chile
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