CENTERFIELD

1. The Old Man Down The Road
2. Rock And Roll Girls
3. Big Train (From Memphis)
4. I Saw It On TV
5. Mr. Greed
6. Searchlight
7. Centerfield
8. I Can`t Help Of Myself
9. Vanz Kant Danz





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!

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ROCK AND ROLL GIRLS
(J.C. Fogerty)

Sometimes I think life is just a rodeo,
The trick is to ride and make it to the bell.
But there is a place, sweet as you will ever know,
In music and love, and things you never tell.
You see it in their face, secrets on the telephone,
A time out of time, for you and no one else.

CHORUS:

Hey let's go all over the world,
Rock and Roll Girls, Rock and Roll Girls.

Yeah, yeah, yeah!

If I had my way, I'd shuffle off to Buffalo;
Sit by the lake, and watch the world go by.
Ladies in the sun, listenin' to the radio,
Like flowers on the sand, a rainbow in my mind.

CHORUS

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Yeah, yeah yeah!

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BIG TRAIN (FROM MEMPHIS)
(J.C. Fogerty)

When I was young, I spent my summer days playin' on the track.
The sound of the wheels rollin' on the steel took me out, took me back.

CHORUS:

Big Train from Memphis, Big Train from Memphis,
Now it's gone gone gone, gone gone gone.

Like no one before, he let out a roar, and I just had to tag along.
Each night I went to bed with the sound in my head, and the dream was a song.

CHORUS

Well I've rode 'em in and back out again - you know what they say about trains;
But I'm tellin' you when that Memphis train came through,
This ol' world was not the same.

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I SAW IT ON TV
(J.C. Fogerty)

They sent us home to watch the show comin' on the little screen;
A man named Ike was in the White House, big black limousine;
There were many shows to follow, from 'Hooter' to 'Doodyville',
Though I saw them all, I can't recall which cartoon was real.

The coon-skin caps, Yankee bats, the "Hound Dog" man's big start;
The A-Bomb fears, Annette had ears, I lusted in my heart.
A young man from Boston set sail the new frontier,
And we watched the Dream dead-end in Dallas,
They buried innocence that year.

I know it's true, oh so true, 'cause I saw it on TV.

We gathered round to hear the sound comin' on the little screen,
The grief had passed, the old men laughed, and all the girls screamed
'Cause four guys from England took us all by the hand,
It was time to laugh, time to sing, time to join the band.

But all too soon, we hit the moon, and covered up the sky;
They built their bombs, and aimed their guns, and still I don't know why
The dominoes tumbled and big business roared;
Every night at six, they showed the pictures and counted up the score.

I know it's true, oh so true, 'cause I saw it on TV.

The old man rocks among his dreams, a prisoner of the porch;
"The light," he says "At the end of the tunnel,
Was nothin' but a burglar's torch."
And them that was caught in the Cover are all rich and free,
But they chained my mind to an endless tomb
When they took my only son from me.

I know it's true, oh so true, 'cause I saw it on TV.
I know it's true, oh so true, 'cause I saw it on TV.

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MR. GREED
(J.C. Fogerty)

Mr. Greed, why you got to own everything that you see?
Mr. Greed, why you put a chain on everybody livin' free?
You're hungerin' for his house, you're hungerin' for his wife,
And your appetite will never be denied.
You're a devil of consumption; I hope you choke, Mr. Greed.

CHORUS:

How do you get away with robbin'? Did your mother teach you how?
I hear you got away with murder, did you do your mama proud?

Mr. Greed, why you got to take more than you can ever use?
Bring 'em to their knees; isn't it enough just to win while they lose?
You bring no honor to the game, you feast upon the blood and pain,
But the bones you hoard can only bring you shame.
There's corruption in your path, be that your epitaph, Mr. Greed.
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SEARCHLIGHT
(J.C. Fogerty)

CHORUS:

Oh the midnight, need a searchlight.
Oh the midnight, need a searchlight.

I walk along the rocky shore, the place I lost myself;
I search the water, look in the sky, I hear the cries for help.
I trace my footsteps down to the sea, but then the path disappears;
Here in the darkness, I'm runnin' blind,
Been stumblin' for all of these years.

CHORUS

What was the demon that made me run, can I ever hope to understand?
I hear my voice, echoes on the wind; I try to reach out with my hand.
Without a light, I might be here forever, lost for all eternity;
There in the darkness, slippin' through my fingers,
The face that smiles back is me.

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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

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Yeah!

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I CAN'T HELP MYSELF
(J.C. Fogerty)

My oh my, what's a guy to do?
The time is right, time to make a move;
This is hard to take, I can hardly wait!
I can't help myself.

Pins and needles, nervous alley cat;
I can't sit down, I'm burnin' up the track;
Like a runaway truck, I just gotta buck;
I can't help myself.

CHORUS:

There's a whirlwind up ahead, so spread the news;
I can't be late, I gotta break, I feel like bustin' loose!
I can't help myself.

My oh my, ride the wild stampede;
I can't let go, I can't control the speed;
I'm chompin' at the bit, and it's too late to quit!
I can't help myself.

CHORUS

I can't help myself, I can't help myself.
This is hard to take, I can hardly wait!
I can't help-a-my, I can't help-a-my, I can't help-a-myself.

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VANZ KANT DANZ
(J.C. Fogerty)

CHORUS:

Vanz can't dance, but he'll steal your money,
Watch him or he'll rob you blind. (X 4)

CHORUS

Out in the street a crowd is gatherin',
Pushed down by the heat of the building, they're wantin' to dance.
Makin' their way up the street, a boy with a pig and a radio;
Little Billy can work on the crowd, put 'em into a trance,
For the little pig Vanz.

CHORUS

You're watchin' 'em dance, not a care in the world;
So Billy and Vanz get busy, they're makin' their move;
The little pig knows what to do, he's silent and quick, just like Oliver Twist;
Before it's over, your pocket is clean,
A four-legged thief paid a visit on you.

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