Coda

(berns/page/plant)

There was a time, i used to call you on my very own
We were so happy woman, talkin' for hours and hours on the telephone

Then one day, i set you up to walk right outta my life
Leavin' me all by myself, all alone, to cry every night

(babe...) oooh, i want you to come back home yeah (come on home)
(oooh yeah) sweet little girl (ooh yeah, been gone so long)
Been away so long

Now listen to me: i said i made up my mind
Woman when you left me there, oh
I was gonna find another sweet lover
Who's gonna feel all of my... cares

So i met a sweet little girl, just about as nice as she could be, oh
I fell in love with that woman, but she turned around,
And did the same thing again to me...

(babe...) baby, please come home (come on home) hoome yeah...
I know, (ya been gone too long) been away so long
(babe...) i want you to please come home, oh (come on hooome...)

So i made up my mind, i gonna crawl right back to you woman
I'm gonna plead and plead and plead, yeah, 'till you're here by my side
I can't even walk down the same old streets we used to walk down
'cause i keep thinkin about all the good times
Keep thinkin' about it, i wanna make you mine

Babe, babe, babe, please (come on home, yeah) (come on home)
(you've been gone too long)

Here's a tale of Tom
Who worked the rivers run
His wife would cook his meat
But he wouldn't care to eat

Poor Tom, Seventh Son, Always knew what's goin on

Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom
There ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom

Worked for thirty years
Sharin' hopes and fears
Dreamin' of the day
He could turn and say

Poor Tom, work's gone, lazin' out in the noonday sun

Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom
Ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom

His wife was Ellie May
One of many games she played
When Tom was out of town
She couldn't keep her dress down

Poor Tom, Seventh Son, always knew what's goin on

Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom
Ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom

And so it was one day
People got to Ellie May
^^^^^^^^^^ (again, I'm open to suggestions)

Tom took a gun in his hand
And stopped all the runnin' around

Poor Tom, Seventh Son, gotta die for what you've done

All those years of work are thrown away
To ease your mind is that all you can say?

But what about that grandson on your knee?
And railroad song is ... he could be
^^^ (any ideas?)

Ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom
Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom
Ain't a thing that you can hide from Tom
There ain't nothing that you can hide from Tom

Keep-a Truckin'
Keep-a Truckin'

Here my baby comin' down the track
Betcha my baby's comin' back
Someday she'll get back to me
Oh and we gonna raise a family

We're gonna groove
Yeah groove
Yeah we're gonna groove

Woa my baby we're gonna love... until the brink of day

Sweet as sweet as sweet can be
You don't know whatcha do to me
Let me say you're my one desire
You just set my soul on fire

Oh we're gonna groove
Yeah groove
Yeah we're gonna groove

Baby... we gonna love... until the brink of day

Sweet as sweet as sweet can be
Lemme tell ya you don't know whatcha do to me
You just set my soul on fire
Woman you know you're my one desire...

We gonna groove
Oh we gonna groove
We gonna groove
Yeah
And we're gonna... until be brink of day

We're gonna groove
Yah groove
Yeah we're gonna groove

lonely mama (lovely mama? love it?)

Ooooh...oh it feels so strange to be at the door
oooh...tryin hard to change but can't let go
oooh...cryin' tears of pain and more and more
oooh...everyday is the same as the one before

I'm walkin the floor over you
I'm walkin the floor

Every heart that breaks is a heart that's gold
To the hand that takes your dream that's sold (that's old?)

Oooh...Is it long to wait is it much too late?
oooh...Sometimes it's hard when you wanted the pain

you know it's hard
I said it's hard
You know it's true
I said it's hard
you know it's hard
you know it's true

Everyday the ??? smile is gone
when you hear the call can you count the cards?
And to say the longer you only have
Can you step inside does it matter now

Every love that's ?????????
Can't hide in the light for a heart ???
Every day of ????
She was smilin' a tear at her waters fall ??

you know it's true
you know it's true now
oooh yeah

I'm walkin the floor over you
I'm walkin' the floor
Every tear that's fall. ?? ..smile is warm
When you hear the call can you count to ???
Can you stand the love you want ???
Can you step aside

Does it matter now?
Does it matter now?
Does it matter now?

ooh yeah

Every tear that's fall... does it matter now
does it matter now oh yeah!
oh yeah!
oh yes!

(johnson/page/plant)

Asked sweet mama, let me be her kid
She said, "you might get hurt if you don't keep it hid"

Well i know my baby, if i see her in the dark
I said i know my rider, if i see her in the dark

Now, i goin' to rosedale, take my rider by my side
Still barrelhouse, if it's on the riverside, yeah
I know my baby, lord, i said, "is really sloppy drunk"
I know my mama, lord, a brownskin, but she ain't no plum

See my baby, tell her, tell her hurry home
Had no lovin', since my baby been gone
See my baby, tell hurry on home
I ain't had, lord, my right mind, since my rider's been gone

Hey, she promises, she's my rider
I wanna tell you, she's my rider
I know you're mine, she's my rider
She ain't but sixteen, but she's my rider

I'm goin' to rosedale, take my rider by side
Anybody argue with me man, i'll keep them satisfied
Well, see my baby, tell her, tell her the shape i'm in
Ain't had no lovin', lord, since you know when

Spoken: why don't you come into my kitchen

She's a kindhearted lady. she studies evil all the time
She's a kindhearted woman. she studies evil all the time

Squeeze my lemon 'til the juice runs down my leg
Squeeze it so hard, i'll fall right out of bed
Squeeze my lemon, 'til the juice runs down my leg

Spoken: i wonder if you know what i'm talkin' about

Oh, but the way that you squeeze it girl
I swear i'm gonna fall right out of bed

She's a good rider
She's my kindhearted lady
I'm gonna take my rider by my side
I said her front teeth are lined with gold
She's gotta mortgage on my body, got a lien on my soul
She's my brownskin sugar plum...