BAD MOON RISING

I see a bad moon arising
I see trouble on the way
I see earth quakes and lightnin' 
I see bad times today


Don't go around tonight          
well, it's bound to take your life
There's a bad moon on the rise


I hear hurricanes a blowin'
I know the end is comin' soon
I feel rivers over flowin'
I hear the voice from rage and ruin


Don't go around tonight           
well, it's bound to take your life
There's a bad moon on the rise

 [ gutar Solo ]

Hope you got your things together
Hope you are quite prepared to die
Looks like we're in for nasty weather
One eye is takin' for an eye

Don't go around tonight         
well, it's bound to take your life
There's a bad moon on the rise

Don't go around tonight           
well, it's bound to take your life
There's a bad moon on the rise


CENTERFIELD (J.C. Fogerty)

Well, beat the drum and hold the phone - the sun came out today!
We're born again, there's new grass on the field.
A-roundin' third, and headed for home, it's a brown-eyed handsome man;
Anyone can understand the way I feel.

CHORUS:
Oh, put me in, Coach - I'm ready to play today;
Put me in, Coach - I'm ready to play today;
Look at me, I can be Centerfield.

Well, I spent some time in the Mudville Nine, watchin' it from the bench;
You know I took some lumps when the Mighty Casey struck out.
So Say Hey Willie, tell Ty Cobb and Joe DiMaggio;
Don't say "it ain't so", you know the time is now.

CHORUS

Yeah! I got it, I got it!

Got a beat-up glove, a homemade bat, and brand-new pair of shoes;
You know I think it's time to give this game a ride.
Just to hit the ball and touch 'em all - a moment in the sun;
(pop) It's gone and you can tell that one goodbye!

CHORUS
CHORUS
Yeah!



  DOWN ON THE CORNER


Early in the evenin'   
just about supper time,  
over by the courthouse,       
they're starting to unwind, 

four kids on the corner,  
trying to bring you up,                       
Willy picks a tune out 
and he blows it on the harp.



Down on the corner,  
out in the street,  
Willy and the Poorboys are playin'       
bring a nickel,  tap your feet.


Rooster hits the washboard, 
and people just gotta smile,  
Blinky thumps the gut bass 
and solos for awhile.  
Poor-boy twangs the rhythm out 
on his Kalamazoo                                       
And Willy goes into a dance 
and doubles on Kazoo.


Down on the corner,  
out in the street,  
Willy and the Poorboys are playin'          
bring a nickel,  tap your feet.

You don't need a penny 
just to hang around,  
but if you got a nickel 
won't you lay your money down.    
Over on the corner, 
there's a happy noise,                                 
people come from all around 
to watch the magic boy.

 [ fade ]

Down on the corner,  
out in the street,  
Willy and the Poorboys are playin'         
bring a nickel,  tap your feet.



I PUT A SPELL ON YOU

I put a spell on you
Because you're mine.
You better stop
The things that you're doin'.
I said "Watch out!
I ain't lyin', yeah!
I ain't gonna take none of your
Foolin' around;
I ain't gonna take none of your
Puttin' me down;
I put a spell on you
Because you're mine.
All right!
(repeat 1x)



IT CAME OUT OF THE SKY

Oh, It Came Out Of The Sky, 
landed just a little south of Moline.
Jody fell out of his tractor, 
couldn't b'lieve what he seen.
Laid on the ground and shook, 
fearin' for his life.
Then he ran all the way to town 
screamin' "It Came Out Of The Sky." 

Well, a crowd gathered 'round 
and a scientist said it was marsh gas.
Spiro came and made a speech 
about raising the Mars tax.
The Vatican said, "Woe, the Lord has come".
Hollywood rushed out an epic film.
And Ronnie the Popular said it was a communist plot. 

Oh, the newspapers came and made Jody a national hero.
Walter and Eric said they'd put him on a network T.V. show.
The White House said, "Put the thing in the Blue Room".
The Vatican said, "No, it belongs to Rome."
And Jody said, "It's mine but you can have it for seventeen million." 

Oh, It Came Out Of The Sky, landed just a little south of Moline.
Jody fell out of his tractor, couldn't b'lieve what he seen.
Laid on the ground a shakin', fearin' for his life.
Then he ran all the way to town screamin' "It Came Out Of The Sky."
Oh!


THE OLD MAN DOWN THE ROAD (J.C. Fogerty)

He take the thunder from the mountain, he take the lightning from the sky,
He bring the strong man to his begging knee, he make the young girl's mama cry.

You got to hidey-hide, you got to jump and run;
You got to hidey-hidey-hide, the Old Man is down the road.

He got the voices speak in riddles, he got the eye as black as coal,
He got a suitcase covered with rattlesnake hide, and he stands right in the road.

You got to hidey-hide, you got to jump up run away;
You got to hidey-hidey-hide, the Old Man is down the road.

Aaah!

He make the river call your lover, he make the barking of the hound,
Put a shadow 'cross the window, when the Old Man comes around.

You got to hidey-hide, you got to jump and run again;
You got to hidey-hidey-hide, the Old Man is down the road.
The Old Man is down the road.

Aaah!
You got ta, you got ta, you got ta, hidey-hidey-hide!



LOOKIN' OUT MY BACK DOOR (J.C. Fogarty) 

Just got home from Illinois, lock the front door, oh boy!
Got to sit down, take a rest on the porch.
Imagination sets in, pretty soon I'm singin', 
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Doo, doo, doo, Lookin' out my back door. 
There's a giant doing cartwheels, a statue wearin' high heels.
Look at all the happy creatures dancing on the lawn.
A dinosaur Victrola list'ning to Buck Owens. 
CHORUS 
Tambourines and elephants are playing in the band.
Won't you take a ride on the flyin' spoon?
Doo, doo doo.
Wond'rous apparition provided by magician. 
CHORUS 
Tambourines and elephants are playing in the band.
Won't you take a ride on the flyin' spoon?
Doo, doo doo.
Bother me tomorrow, today, I'll buy no sorrows. 
CHORUS 
All my troubles Illinois, lock the front door, oh boy!
Look at all the happy creatures dancing on the lawn.
Bother me tomorrow, today, I'll buy no sorrows. 
CHORUS 
Back to the Top 

THE MIDNIGHT SPECIAL (Traditional - Arrangement by J.C. Fogerty)
 
Well, you wake up in the mornin', you hear the work bell ring,
And they march you to the table to see the same old thing.
Ain't no food upon the table, and no pork up in the pan.
But you better not complain, boy, you get in trouble with the man. 
CHORUS:
Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me,
Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me,
Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me,
Let the Midnight Special shine a everlovin' light on me. 
Yonder come miss Rosie, how in the world did you know?
By the way she wears her apron, and the clothes she wore.
Umbrella on her shoulder, piece of paper in her hand;
She come to see the gov'nor, she wants to free her man. 
CHORUS 
If you're ever in Houston, well, you better do the right;
You better not gamble, there, you better not fight, at all
Or the sheriff will grab ya and the boys will bring you down.
The next thing you know, boy, Oh! You're prison bound. 
CHORUS