Vintage

(rod stewart / martin quittenton)

Wake up maggie i think i got something to say to you
It's late september and i really should be back at school
I know i keep you amused but i feel i'm being used
Oh maggie i couldn't have tried any more
You lured me away from home just to save you from being alone
You stole my heart and that's what really hurt

The morning sun when it's in your face really shows your age
But that don't worry me none in my eyes you're everything
I laughed at all of your jokes my love you didn't need to coax
Oh, maggie i couldn't have tried any more
You lured me away from home, just to save you from being alone
You stole my soul and that's a pain i can do without

All i needed was a friend to lend a guiding hand
But you turned into a lover and
Mother what a lover, you wore me out
All you did was wreck my bed
And in the morning kick me in the head
Oh maggie i couldn't have tried anymore
You lured me away from home 'cause you didn't want to be alone
You stole my heart i couldn't leave you if i tried

I suppose i could collect my books and get on back to school
Or steal my daddy's cue and make a living out of playing pool
Or find myself a rock and roll band that needs a helpin' hand
Oh maggie i wish i'd never seen your face
You made a first-class fool out of me
But i'm as blind as a fool can be
You stole my heart but i love you anyway

Maggie i wish i'd never seen your face
I'll get on back home one of these days

(bob dylan)

As i was out walking on the corner one day
I spied an old hobo, in the doorway he lay
His face was all covered in the cold sidewalk floor
I guess he'd been there for a whole night or more

He was only a hobo, but one more is gone
Leaving nobody to carry it on
Leaving nobody to sing his sad song
Only a hobo, but one more is gone

A blanket of newspaper covered his head
The step was his pillow
The street was his bed
One look at his face
Showed the hard road he'd come
And a fistful of money
Showed the coins that he'd bummed

He was only a hobo, but one more is gone
Leavin' nobody to sing his sad song
Leavin' nobody to carry it on
Only a hobo, but one more is gone

Does it take much of a man
To see a whole life go down
To look on the world
From a hole in the ground
Too late for your future
Like a horse that's gone lame
To lie in the gutter
And die with no name

He was only a hobo, but one more is gone
Leavin' nobody to sing his sad song
Leavin' nobody to carry it on
Only a hobo, but one more is gone

(rod stewart)

When the rain came i thought you'd leave
'cause i knew how much you loved the sun
But you chose to stay, stay and keep me warm
Through the darkest nights i've ever known
If the mandolin wind couldn't change a thing
Then i know i love ya

Oh the snow fell without a break
Buffalo died in the frozen fields you know
Through the coldest winter in almost fourteen years
I couldn't believe you kept a smile
Now i can rest assured knowing that we've seen the worst
And i know i love ya

Oh i never was good with romantic words
So the next few lines come really hard
Don't have much but what i've got is yours
Except of course my steel guitar
Ha, 'cause i know you don't play
But i'll teach you one day
Because i love ya

I recall the night we knelt and prayed
Noticing your face was thin and pale
I found it hard to hide my tears
I felt ashamed i felt i'd let you down
No mandolin wind couldn't change a thing
Couldn't change a thing no, no

The coldest winter in almost fourteen years
Could never, never change your mind

And i love ya
Yes indeed and i love ya
And i love ya
Lordy i love ya

(bob dylan)

If today was not an endless highway
If tonight was not a crooked trail
If tomorrow wasn't such a long time
Then lonesome would mean nothing to you at all

Ah but only if my own true love is waitin'
Yes and if i could hear her heart a softly poundin'
Only if she were lying by me
Would i rest in my bed once again

I can't see my reflection in the mirror
I can't speak the sounds that show no pain
I can't hear the echoes of my footsteps
And can't remember the sound of my own name

Ah but only if my own true love is waitin'
Yes and if i could hear her heart a softly poundin'
Only if she were lying by me
Would i rest in my bed once again

There's beauty in the silver singin' river
There's beauty in the sunlight in the sky
But none of these, and nothing else
Can steal the beauty
That i remember in my true love's eyes

Ah but only if my own true love is waitin'
Yes and if i could hear her heart a softly poundin'
Only if she were lying by me
Would i rest in my bed once again

(michael d'abo)

Ever seen a blind man cross the road
Trying to make the other side
Ever seen a young girl growing old
Trying to make herself a bride

So what becomes of you my love
When they have finally stripped you of
The handbags and the gladrags
That your grandad had to sweat so you could buy
Baby

Once i was a young man
And all i thought i had to do was smile
You are still a young girl
And you bought everything in style
Listen
But once you think you're in you're out
'cause you don't mean a single thing without
The handbags and the gladrags
That your grandad had to sweat so you could buy

Sing a song of six-pence for your sake
And take a bottle full of rye
Four and twenty blackbirds in a cake
And bake them all in a pie

They told me you missed school today
So what i suggest you just throw them all away
The handbags and the gladrags
That your poor old granddad had to sweat to buy

They told me you missed school today
So i suggest you just throw them all away
The handbags and the gladrags
That your poor old granddad had to sweat to buy ya

(a. croup)

That's all right my mama, that's all right for you
That's all right my mama any old way you do
But that's all right, well that's all right
Well that's all right my mama
Any way that you wanna do

My mother she did tell me
Papa did tell me too
Son, that woman that you're foolin' with
She ain't no good for you

I'll be leaving here tomorrow
Leaving here for sure
You ain't gotta be bothered with me
Hangin' 'round your door

(rod stewart / ron wood)

Spent some time feelin' inferior
Standing in front of my mirror
Combed my hair in a thousand ways
But i came out looking just the same

Daddy said, "son, you better see the world
I wouldn't blame you if you wanted to leave
But remember one thing don't lose your head
To a woman that'll spend your bread"
So i got out

Paris was a place you could hide away
If you felt you didn't fit in
French police wouldn't give me no peace
They claimed i was a nasty person
Down along the left bank minding my own
Was knocked down by a human stampede
Got arrested for inciting a peacful riot
When all i wanted was a cup of tea
I was accused
I moved on

Down in rome i wasn't getting enough
Of the things that keeps a young man alive
My body stunk but i kept my funk
At a time when i was right out of luck
Getting desperate indeed i was
Looking like a tourist attraction
Oh my dear i better get out of here
'for the vatican don't give no sanction
I wasn't ready for that, no no

I moved right out east yeah!
On the peking ferry i was feeling merry
Sailing on my way back here
I fell in love with a slit eyed lady
By the light of an eastern moon
Shangai lil never used the pill
She claimed that it just ain't natural
She took me up on deck and bit my neck
Oh people i was glad i found her
Oh yeah i was glad i found her

I firmly believe that i didn't need anyone but me
I sincerely thought i was so complete
Look how wrong you can be

The women i've known i wouldn't let tie my shoe
They wouldn't give you the time of day
But the slit eyed lady knocked me off my feet
God i was glad i found her
And if they had the words i could tell to you
To help you on the way down the road
I couldn't quote you no dickens, shelley or keats
'cause it's all been said before
Make the best out of the bad just laugh it off
You didn't have to come here anyway
So remember, every picture tells a story don't it