1. |
Where Are You Now?
03:32
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Tryin’ a find ya
Shouldn’ a let ya go Shouldn’ a done it
Should a listened to ma soul We had good times
And times when the money ran low Why’d I walk away?
Guess I’ll never know
Where are you now?
Where are you now? Come on home to me
Tattooed angel
Ink upon his skin Often find
Myself wonderin’ How ya doin’
Did ya settle down (Or) are ya still tearin’ up Tearin’ up the town?
Where are you now?
Where are you now? Come on home to me
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2. |
Did The Right Thing
03:28
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Some things are better left unsaid
Some skeletons best dragged
Dragged from beneath the bed
No it wasn’t easy and I’m proud of you
Sometimes the hardest words
Are the simple words of truth
You did the right thing baby
Must ‘a been hard tryin’ a live a lie
Must ‘a been tricky tryin’ a deceive
All your best friends eyes man I wish you’d done this years ago
‘Cause the hurt you caused yourself wasn’t needed after all
You did the right thing baby
Did you think we’d think less of you?
Did ya think we’d leave ya side when you spoke the words of truth?
You did the right thing baby
It was hard, so hard for us too
Watchin’ you struggling
When we’d all guessed the truth
You did the right thing baby
You did the right thing
You did the right thing honey
You did the right thing
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3. |
Scars
03:32
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They say, never judge a book by its cover
Can’t know the girl, ‘till you know each other
No she ain’t easy on the eye
But deep inside
She’s the most
Beautiful girl in the world
Though her face is covered in scars
They teased her, those cruel, cruel boys at school
Head held high, saw they were blinded fools
She don’t need make up to glow
She’ll never make Vogue
She’s the most
Beautiful girl in the world
Though her face is covered in scars
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4. |
She Can't Buy
05:48
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Oh- it bring her down
Each day- she’s a little more drowned
By desire- wantin’ more
Addicted- she get’s high on it
(A) fifty pound one minute hit
Doesn’t know- don’t understand
What she needs slips right through her hands
A fancy house-bigger car
Outfits- on credit cards
(A) hollow feelin’- inside
(She’s) Sure- that there’s more than this
(She’s) Searchin’- in a store card fix
She can’t stop- she’s not that strong
Doesn’t know where she’s going wrong
She’ll never be satisfied
‘Cos there’s some things she just can’t buy
Like faith and hope and a true smile
If only she (w)ould listen for a little while
Money will never set her free
She can’t buy love or liberty
She can’t buy luck or a true friend
She don’t get it so she spends, spends, spends
She turns- in the dead of night
Asks- “will we be alright”
He doesn’t know- he doesn’t say
Pretends- she’s doing fine
(She’s) Getting’- deeper all the time
If only- people knew
Her life’s just too damn good to be true
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5. |
Thank You
03:40
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You took this broken girl
Handed her her own wings
A sad caged bird
Was suddenly free to song
You watched her fly
Trusting she’d come back again
And when it all went wrong
You never criticised
Or said I told you so
When her world crashed down
You quietly started
Picking up her pieces fro the floor
Thank you
For every single thing that you do
For having faith when no one else believed
For just being you
Thank you
Let her play with fire
Let her fingers burn
Never take her matches
There through every turn
And when her fireworks fail
And rain pours down
You take her by the hand
With a smile on your face
Tell her its ok to fail
Hold her close, let her cry
Stand her up for another try
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6. |
Gimme Rock n Roll
03:33
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My temperature is racing off the chart
I need a beat to pend through my heart
I wanna thrill not a pill oh no
I need a kick so go on quick
Get my stereo
Gimme rock and roll
One good shot of grooves I know
Let it rock me right
One cool hit and I will live the night
Hurry Doc I’m out of control
My fever has really taken hold
I wanna thrill not a pill oh no
I need a kick so go on quick
Get my stereo
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7. |
Let Me Down Easy
03:54
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What, did, you, have to, say, that for?
You hurt, me, bad, then you slammed, the, door
And if, this
Is gonna be the end
Oh, won’t you
Let me down easy
Don’t let me go down in flames
It would be a shame
If you didn’t tell me to my face
Although there’s not much to say
It would cause me so much pain
Don’t, call, me, up, when you’re, drunk, one night
(Or) tell, my, friends, things, ain’t going right
And if, this
Is gonna be the end
Oh, won’t you
Don’t, make, this worse, than it’s, gotta be
Don’t, be cruel, please, have some sympathy
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8. |
Bitch
03:20
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Don’t go worryin’ ‘bout what goes on in my home
From what I been hearin’ you got trouble of your own
You been spreading bad rumours, talkin’ on the vine
In whispered conversation you put my reputation on the line
Well I’m a bitch, I ain’t no saint
But my house ain’t the only one that ain’t straight
Before you go on
Take a long hard look at your own home
Oh so sweet your butter wouldn’t melt
Gobble up gossip just to feed yourself
You took it as gospel, swallowed every word
Never stopped to think before ya dragged my name through the dirt
Well I’m a bitch, I ain’t no saint
But my house ain’t the only one that ain’t straight
Before you go on
Take a long hard look at your own home
If you’ve got something nasty to say
Keep it to yourself
Or have the nerve to say it to my face
Well I’m a bitch, I ain’t no saint
But my house ain’t the only one that ain’t straight
Before you go on
Take a long hard look at your own home
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9. |
Little Miss Jealousy
03:37
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She’s been watching, every move that you make
Checking, every step you take
Always asking, who you talked to last night
Suspicious another woman’s on your mind
Her love won’t set you free
You hooked up with
Little Miss Jealousy
Little Miss Jealousy
She’s reading, messages on your phone
Pokin’ for signs that you weren’t alone
If you say ‘hi’ to a girl on the street
For certain, you’ll get the ninth degree
Her love won’t set you free
You hooked up with
Little Miss Jealousy
Little Miss Jealousy
She don’t know I dream of you every night
You’re a good man honey
Let me be the woman who treats you right
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10. |
Nice Girls
02:34
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What you gonna do?
You know you can’t do that
My folks near as had a heart attack
Be a lawyer, doctor, anything you choose
But honey quit
On playin’ the blues
‘Cos nice girls
Oh nice girls,
Yeah nice girls
Don’t play in guitar bands
Took me to the doctor
Like I had a deadly disease
Could he cure me?
Give me something please
Doctor sighed and looked me up and down
Leaned in close
And whispered with a frown
‘Cos nice girls
Oh nice girls,
Yeah nice girls
Don’t play in guitar bands
Well I guess I’m not the girl
They wanted me to be
But I gotta do what’s right
And guitar bands are fine by me
‘Cos nice girls
Oh nice girls,
Yeah nice girls
Don’t play in guitar bands
Oh yeah nice girls
Oh nice girls,
Yeah nice girls
Don’t play in guitar bands
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Clare Free UK
Clare Free is considered by many to be the finest female blues guitarist/vocalists in the UK
today.
With three internationally acclaimed albums, numerous international tours, international press coverage and airplay on stations all over the world there is good reason why Clare is so highly regarded.
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