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Little Feat : Feats Don't Fail Me Now
1974

  1. Rock And Roll Doctor
  2. Oh Atlanta
  3. Skin It Back
  4. Down The Road
  5. Spanish Moon

  6. Feats Don't Fail Me Now

Rock And Roll Doctor

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There was a woman in Georgia didn't feel just right
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She had fever all day and chills at night
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Now things got worse, yes a serious bind
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At times like this it takes a man with such style I cannot often find
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A doctor of the heart and a doctor of the mind
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If you like country with a boogie beat he's the man to meet
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If you like the sound of shufflin' feet he can't be beat
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E(vii)
If you wanna feel real nice, just ask the Rock and Roll doctor's advice
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It's just a country town but patients come
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From Mobile to Moline from miles around
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Nagodoches to New Orleans
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In beat-up old cars or in limousines
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To meet the doctor of soul, he's got his very own thing
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Two degrees in be-bop, a PhD in swing
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He's the master of rhythm he's a rock and roll king, yeah
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If you like country with a boogie beat he's the man to meet (he's the man to meet)
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If you like the sound of shufflin' feet he can't be beat (I say he can't be beat)
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If you wanna feel real nice
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Just ask the Rock and Roll doctor's advice
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Oh Atlanta

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They got a place down Kentucky
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Right down near Ohio
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Where you can watch the planes at night
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People line up to watch each flight
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I said watchin' them planes
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I wish I was on one
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E7
I'm sittin' here thinkin' 'bout my red head dream
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If I could only see her tonight
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Oh Atlanta, oh Atlanta!
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I said yeah, yeah, yeah, Atlanta
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Got to get back to you |
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Well you can drop me off on Peachtree
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I got to feel that Georgia sun
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And the women there in Atlanta
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They make you awfully glad you come
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I said watchin' them planes
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I wish I was on one
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I'm sittin' here thinking 'bout my crazy dream
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If I could only be there tonight
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Oh Atlanta, Oh Atlanta!
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I said yeah, yeah, yeah, Atlanta
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Got to get back to you
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We make a day and how just you and me
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But the music plays all night
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They got the boogie band blowin' that's bound for hell And when they get to movin' they never stop
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You just keep on playin' that down home beat You just keep on layin' it down hot |
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I wish I was on one
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I'm sittin' here thinkin' 'bout my red haired dream
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If I could only see her tonight
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Oh Atlanta, Oh Atlanta!
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I said yeah, yeah, yeah, Atlanta
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Got to get back to you |
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Skin It Back

Capo:
II
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Well I'm waitin' for something to take place Something to take me away from this race
E7
Round city to city, town to town
Bm7
Runnin' around in the shoes of a clown
E7
Bm7
And that desperate, no count, desperado
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A thief of love, my business is the street
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I be shakin' 'em down in old Colorado
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Texas she's nice, but DC's oh so sweet
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Steal away with me darlin' your lovin' just can't be beat
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So it seems that the world keeps on turnin' but so what?
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I don't doubt it, it just keeps on the move
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You're a dream, and that's all that I ask for, so well now
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I'm wonderin' just how I'm gonna tell it to you Skin it back! Somethin' real, somethin' to feel I can't find a soul who'll take on this mess It's those rock and roll hours early graves without flowers Please, please darlin' put my mind at rest I'm beggin' please darlin' put my mind at rest So it seems that the world keeps on turnin' but so what? I don't doubt it, it just keeps on the move You're a dream, and that's all that I ask for So well now, I'm wonderin' just how I'm gonna tell it to you Skin it back

Down The Road

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I gave you high steppin' slippers but you still can't move your feet And it's cold in the morning so I turn away at the heat You say, "Faster boy, speed up", but still I'm much too slow I feel your innuendo
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You got all the answers, at least they say you do
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But when I start to strut my stuff you say, "Hey, ain't it time to go?"
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That ain't what I've been told
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Guess I better meet you down the road Down the road
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You know sometimes I wanna steal away and stay, yeah Until my face it touch the ground My dinner in Chicago, oh my breakfast down the line
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If you don't hear from me, girl, I hope you're feelin' fine 'Cause I've been doin' time, hope you're feelin' fine
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Call me up, catch a plane, don't think of taking another game
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'Cause my regular lady she gets my pocket change
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Do you want my every thought?
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Well, come over here and try to get me off! Won't you please me?
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Shake your dignity Put a little on me On me, on me, on me

Spanish Moon

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Well the night that I got into town Was the night that the rain froze on the ground Down the street I heard such a sorrowful tune Comin' from the place they call the Spanish Moon |
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Well I stepped inside and stood by the door While a dark girl sang and played the guitar There was hookers and hustlers, filled up the room I heard about this place they call the Spanish Moon One false step you get done in It's a cold situation Don't care who, you could all face ruin You could lose it all down at the Spanish Moon |
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Well I pawned my watch and I sold my ring Just to hear that girl singing It don't take long till you wake up in ruin You can lose it all down at the Spanish Moon |
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Feats Don't Fail Me Now

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Your daddy says I'm no good, your momma says keep away
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Got to tell you truthful girl you can never make me stay I got something up and down this coast Bet you my last dollar girl I can love your love the most
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Don't the sunrise look so pretty
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Never such a sight
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Like a rollin' into New York City
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With the skyline in the morning light Roll right through the night (Roll!) Roll right through the night (I said roll!) Semi-smokin' mama, you got to give me some Heard you got the biggest, hmm, the biggest truck in town Right on through to Baltimore you got to love me now Got to do me gently, well it's feets don't fail me now (Don't fail me, feets don't fail me now) Don't the sunrise look so pretty Never such a sight Like a rollin' into New York City With the skyline in the morning light Roll right through the night (I said roll) Roll right through the night Roll right through the night