"Historical Figures And Ancient Heads" (1971)




Sneakin' Around lyrics - Canned Heat

Well hello, pretty baby, 
I just called to say that we're thru 
Because I'm so tired of sneaking around with you 
I wanna meet you in the sunlight, 
Not in a secret rendevouz 
Because I'm so tired of sneaking around with you 
Oh, you never, you never be meant to be mine, 
Oh, I was just too blind to see 
Oh, but I got my pride, so why should we hide, 
When you light this, we'll be free 
Oh I love you, you know I love you, 
Oh, and I wanna tell the world, I do, 
That's why I'm so tired of sneaking around with you 
Oh, I'm so tired of sneaking around with you 
Oh, I'm so tired of sneaking around with you

Rockin' With The King lyrics - Canned Heat

Well, he's the king of rock and roll
The sacrament will tell you so
Well, he's the king of rock and roll

The sacrament will tell you so
Yeah, the king, king of rock and roll

Well, he started rocking way back when
And he had em rolling in the aisles
He started rolling way back when
Well, he had em rocking in the aisles

He's the king, he's the king
King of rock and roll, ow

Well, they call him the innovator
He ain't no imitator
They call him the innovator
Well, he ain't no imitator
Yeah, the king, king of rock and roll

Boogie woogie woogie all night long
Boogie woogie woogie all night long
He's the king, whoa, the king

Yes, he's the king, he's the king
The king of rock and roll, ow

One more time, woo

We're going home
We're going home
We're going home, yeah
We're going of home

He's the king, he's the king
The king of rock and roll, woo

He's the king, he's the king
The king of rock and roll

Long Way From L.A. lyrics - Canned Heat

I can almost hear the warm sun shinin' on me,
Sniffin' cocain way down on malibu beach,
Cruisin' in the canyon with my little woman,
Doin' all the talk that I wanna be doin' but,
I fall in love again today, I'm a long way from L.A.

It's been quite a while since I told my baby bye bye,
I hated to leave when I saw she had tears in her eyes,
But a man has gotta do what he's got to do,
When daddy goes to work mom will bridge the blues,
But I'm on the road again today, I'm a long way from L.A.

[Music]

I've been on the road it seems just like forever,
We finish one gig and then we pack up to another,
I'd give anything to be back home, 
But a music man ain't nothin' but a rolling stone,
I'm on the road again today, I'm a long way from L.A.,
I'm a long way from L.A., I'm a long way from L.A.,
Gotta get back to my, Gotta get back to my, 
Gotta get back to my, I gotta get outta here man,
Man this woman's killin' me, mmm mmm mmm, my my my,
Things go better with Coca Cola,
Things go better with Coke.

Cherokee Dance lyrics - canned heat

Hey, let's do the Cherokee Dance
(Chick-a-bop, chick-a-bop, chick-a-boom)
Dance all wild and then romance
Take three steps forward and bow your head
Dance until your face turns red
Grab your gal and spin around
Take three steps back and then squad out
As you straighten up on your feet
Dance all around to this crazy beat
Take three steps forward and bow your head
Body's damp and face is red
Grab your gal and spin around
Take three steps back and then squad out
As you straighten up on your feet
Dance all around to this crazy beat
(Chick-a-bop, chick-a-bop, chick-a-boom)
Hey, let's do the Cherokee Dance
(Chick-a-bop, chick-a-bop, chick-a-boom)
Let's get ready to romance
Take three steps forward and rub her head
Tell her she's nice, don't be afraid
Grab your gal and spin around
Take three steps back and then squad out
As you straighten up on your feet
Dance all around to this crazy beat
Take three steps forward and bow your head
Tell her she's nice, don't be afraid
Grab your gal and spin around
And take three steps back and then squad out
As you straighten up on your feet
Kiss your baby on this last beat
(Chick-a-bop, chick-a-bop, chick-a-boom)
(Chick-a-bop, chick-a-bop, chick-a-boom)

That's All Right lyrics - Canned heat

You told me baby, once upon a time
You said if I would be yours, you would sure be mine
That's alright
I know you don't love me no more baby, but that's alright
Every night and day I wonder who is loving you tonight

You told me baby, your love for me was strong
When I woke up little girl, half of this big world was gone
That's alright
I guess I'll never be the same but that's alright
Every night and day I wonder who is loving you tonight

[spoken:] Play the blues for me Freddie King!

Please tell me baby, what's getting wrong with you?
You don't treat me halfway right baby, look a like you used to do
But that's alright
I guess I'll never be the same but that's alright
Every night and day I wonder who is loving you tonight

"Vintage" (1970)




Big Road Blues lyrics - Canned Heat

Cryin', ain't goin' down this
Big road by myself
A-don't ya hear me talkin', pretty mama?
Lord, ain't goin' down this
Big road by myself
If I don't carry you
Gon car' somebody else

Cryin, sun gon' shine in
My backdoor, someday
A-don't ya hear me talkin', pretty mama?
Lord, sun gon' shine in
My backdoor, someday
A wind gon' change all
Blow my blues away

Baby, what made you do
Things you do-do-do
Like you do-do-do?
Don't you hear me, now?
What made you do me
Like you do-do-do?
Now, you think 'gon do me like you
Done to po' old Cherry Red

Take the poor boy's money, now
Sho' nuff, you won't take mine
A-don't ya hear me talkin', pretty mama?
Taken this poor boy's money
Sho' nuff, won't take mine
Taken the po' boy's money, now
Sure t' God, you won't take mine

Cryin', ain't goin' down this
Big road by myself
A-don't you hear me talkin', pretty mama?
Lord, ain't goin' down this
Big road by myself
If I don't car' you
Gon' carry somebody else

Cryin', sun gon' shine on
My back door someday
A-don't you hear me talkin', pretty mama?
Know sun gon' shine in
My back door someday
And a wind gon' change and
Blow my blues away.

Rollin' And Tumblin, Part 1 lyrics - Canned Heat

Oh well, a-rollin' and a-tumblin', baby, I cried the whole night long
Oh well, a-rollin' and a-tumblin', baby, I cried the whole night long
Oh well, I had the feeling, baby, that something was going on wrong.

Oh well, I tried last night, papa, I tried the night before
Oh well, I tried last night, papa, I tried the night before
Oh well, I had the feeling, baby, that you don't love me no more.

Well, if the river was whiskey, I was a diving duck
Well, if the river was whiskey, I was a diving duck
Well, I would swimm to the bottom, baby, I wouldn't come home.

Oh well, a-rollin' and a-tumblin', baby, I cried the whole night long
Oh well, a-rollin' and a-tumblin', baby, I cried the whole night long
Oh well, I had the feeling, baby, that something was going on wrong.

Spoonful lyrics - Canned Heat

We could fill a spoon full of coffee
We could fill a spoon full of tea
Well, just a little spoon of your precious love
Is good enough for me.

Men lied about that
Some of 'em cried about that
Some of ' em died about it.
Everything's a-fightin' about the spoonful
That spoon, that spoon, that spoon.

We could fill a spoon full of diamonds
We could fill a spoon full of gold
Well, just a little spoon of your precious love
Will satisfy my soul.

Men lied about that
Some of 'em cried about that
Some of ' em died about it.
Well, everything's a-fightin' about the spoonful
That spoon, that spoon, that spoon.

We could fill a spoon full of water
Oh, save them from the desert sands
Well, just a little spoon of your precious love
Saved you from another man.

Men lied about that
Some of 'em cried about that
Some of ' em died about it.
Well, everybody's fightin' about the spoonful
That spoon, that spoon, that spoon.

Got My Mojo Working lyrics - Canned Heat

I got my mojo working but it just don't work on you
I got my mojo working but it just don't work on you
I'm gonna love you so bad that I don't know what to do.

I'm going down Louisiana, get me a mojo hand
I'm going down Louisiana, get me a mojo hand
I'm gonna fix that woman so she can't have no other man.

I got my mojo working, I got my mojo working
I got my mojo working, I got my mojo working
I got my mojo working but it just don't work on you.

I got a gypsy woman, she's giving me advice
I got a gypsy woman, she's giving me advice
I got a whole lot of tricks, baby, keepin' her at night.

I got my mojo working, I got my mojo working
I got my mojo working, I got my mojo working
I got my mojo working but it just don't work on you.

Pretty Thing lyrics - Canned heat

You, pretty thing
Let me buy you a wedding ring
Let me hear the choir sing
Oh, you pretty thing.

You, pretty thing
Let me walk you down the aisle
I would wear a lover's smile
Oh, you pretty thing.

Let me kiss you again
Let me squeeze and hold you tight
Let me give you all my love
The rest of my life.

You, pretty thing
Let me hold you by my side
And become my blushing bride
Oh, you pretty thing.

You, pretty thing ..

Louise lyrics - Canned Heat

Louise, you're the sweetest gal I know
Louise, you're the sweetest gal I know
Come on [?] down to the Gulf of Mexico.

Louise, somebody been fishin' in your pond
Louise, somebody been fishin' in your pond
Well, I ain't had a good love, my little Louise, since you've been gone

Dimples lyrics - Canned heat

I got my eyes on you
I got my eyes on you
I got my eyes on you
See everything you do
I got my eyes on you.

I love the way you walk
I'm just crazy 'bout your walk
I like the way you walk
You made me [?] stuff
I got my eyes on you

I had a dream last night that I held you tight
A dream to held you close
Well, it's only a dream but as strange as it seems
I thought that you belonged to me.

I got my eyes on you
I got my eyes on you
I got my eyes on you
See everything you do
I got my eyes on you.

I had a dream last night that I held you tight
A dream to held you close
Well, it's only a dream but as strange as it seems
I thought that you belonged to me.

I got my eyes on you
I got my eyes on you
I got my eyes on you
See everything you do
I got my eyes on you.

Can't Hold On Much Longer lyrics - Canned Heat

Yeah! Yeah!
Oh yeah! My my my.

Well, I just talked to my babe on the telephone
She said 'Stop what you're doin' now, come on home now'
Can't hold on, can't hold on too long
I got a real [?] feeling, baby, talkin' on the phone.

Well, she's [?] her daddy 'Don't you worry, you're my desire"
You know I love your mama but I hate to see you cry, well
Can't hold on, can't hold on too long
I got a real [?] feeling, baby, talkin' on the phone.

Oh yeah now.

Well, she [?] her daddy 'You can run, walk on, fly"
You know I love your mama but I hate to see you cry, well
Can't hold on, can't hold on too long
I got a real [?] feeling, baby, talkin' on the phone.

Oh yeah, talk to me, baby
Well, talk to me, baby
Oh yeah now, talk to me, baby
Well, talk to me, baby
Well, talk to me, baby
Talk to me on the phone.