Rory Gallagher Discography



Taste: Live at the Isle Of Wight
Rory Gallagher: Vocals, Lead Guitar, Harmonica, Alto Sax.
John Wilson: Drums.
Richard McCracken: Bass.



Tracks



1. What's Going On?
2. Sugar Mama
3. Morning Sun
4. Sinner Boy
5. I Feel So Good
6. Catfish



WHAT'S GOING ON

What's going on,
Can you correct my vision?
Helping my decision.
What's going on,
If you know what I'm meaning,
You won't find me kneeling.

Should I be standing on a chair?
My hands are waving in the air,
You know as well as I do now,
I'm going to get to you somehow.

What's going on,
Everyone acts crazy,
Yes or no means maybe.
What's going on,
Could you correct my vision?
Helping my decision.

SUGAR MAMA

Oh well tell me sugar mama,
Where in the world,
Where in the world,
Where in the world,
Where in the world,
Where in the world,
You get your sugar from.

Tell me sugar woman,
Where in the world did you get your sugar from.
Down in Louisiana,
I was workin' on your daddy's,
Working on your daddy's,
Working on your daddy's,
Sugar farm.

You know they're braggin' about your good sugar,
You know they're braggin' all over town.
You know they're braggin' about your sugar babe,
I swear they're braggin' all over town.

Come on sweet woman,
I like my coffee sweet in the mornin',
Woman I'm crazy about my tea at night.
I like my coffee sweet in the mornin',
You know I love my tea at night.

Come on sweet woman,
If I don't get my sugar three times a day,
Oh darlin' I don't feel right.

Sugar mama, sugar mama, sugar,sugar.
Ahh .. sugar mama, I just want you tonight.

MORNING SUN Looks like the morning sun,
That's come to play outside my window.
Another night has gone,
If something's changed then it does not show.
She shines so brightly,
It'll make your two eyes blink.
But you know she can't be found,
But when the sun begins to sink.

She looks like the morning sun,
But you must remember.
She's as cold as December,
I can't remember what I've done.

She looks like the morning sun,
But you must remember.
She's as cold as December,
I can't remember what I've done.

Looks like the morning sun,
That's come to play outside my window,
And so the night has gone,
If something's changed then it does not show.

SINNER BOY

City streets and rolling cars,
The only sound you can hear.
But you know you might be wrong,
Just look right over here.
Back up against the wall,
Hands on the bottle.
You're gonna walk on by,
Then he cries you gotta, gotta, gotta,
gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta.
Take that sinner boy home,
Wrap him up, keep him warm,
He won't do no harm.

Take him home right away,
He's got no place to stay,
Let him walk right inside your home.
Go on and ask him his name,
Let him try and explain,
What in the world done him wrong.

Tell the man, lift him up,
Take away the paper cup.
One more inside him won't do him no good.
Sinner boy,

Take that sinner boy home,
Wrap him up, keep him warm,
He won't do no harm.

Take him home right away,
He's got no place to stay,
Let him walk right inside your home.
Take that sinner boy home,
Wrap him up, keep him warm,
He won't do you, he won't do you no harm.
CATFISH

Well I wish I was a catfish,
Swimming in the deep blue sea.
All you pretty womens,
Fishing after me,
Fishing after me.
Well, I went down to my baby's house,
And I sat down on the steps.
She said, "Come on in and have me,
My old man just left,
Just now left".

Well, there's two trains a runnin',
And there's not one, goin' my way.
One runs at midnight,
Other just for day.
Other just for day.
Other just for day.
Other just for day.
Other just for day.

Well, she's long,
And she's so tall,
Well, she shakes,
Like a willow tree.
They say she's no good,
She's alright with me.
Right with me.
Right with me.
Right with me.
Right with me.

Well I wish I was a catfish,
Swimming in the deep blue sea.
All you pretty women,
Swimmin' after me,
Swimmin' after me.

I wish I was your catfish.




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