Smooth

Man it's a hot one
Like seven inches from the midday sun
I hear your whisper and the words
melt everyone
but you stay so cool
My muñequita, my Spanish Harlem
Mona Lisa
You're my reason for reason
The step in my groove

And if you said this life
Ain't good enough
I would give my world to lift you up
I could change my life to better
suit your mood
Cause you're so smooth

And it's just like the ocean
under the moon
Well that's the same as the emotion
that I get from you
You got the kind of lovin that could
be so smooth
Give me your heart make it real
or else forget about it

Well I'll tell you one thing
If you would leave it be a
Crying shame
In every breath and every word
I hear your name calling me out
Out from the barrio, you hear
My rhythm on your radio
You feel the turning of the
word so soft and slow
Turning you round and round

And if you said this life
Ain't good enough
I would give my world to lift you up
I could change my life to better
suit your mood
Cause you're so smooth

And it's just like the ocean
under the moon
Well that's the same as the emotion
that I get from you
You got the kind of lovin that could
be so smooth
Give me your heart make it real
or else forget about it

And it's just like the ocean
under the moon
Well that's the same as the emotion
that I get from you
You got the kind of lovin that could
be so smooth
Give me your heart make it real
or else forget about it

or else forget about it
or else forget about it
or else forget about it

Give me your heart make it real
or else forget about it

or else forget about it
or else forget about it
or else forget about it

or else forget about it

Anybody Seen My Baby?

She confessed her love to me
Then she vanished on the breeze
Trying to hold on to that was just impossible
She was more than beautiful
Closer to etherial
With a kind of down to earth flavor
Close my eyes
Its three in the afternoon
Then I realize
That shes really gone for good
Anybody seen my baby
Anybody seen her around
Love has gone and made me blind
Ive looked but I just cant find
She has gotten lost in the crowd
I was flippin magazines
In that place on mercer street
When I thought I spotted her
Getting on a motor bike
Looking rather lady like
Didnt she just give me a wave?
Salty tears
Its three in the afternoon
Has she disappeared
Is she really gone for good
Anybody seen my baby
Anybody seen her around
If I just close my eyes
I reach out and touch the prize
Anybody seen her around
(rap)
Anybody seen my baby
Anybody seen her around
If I just close my eyes
I reach out and touch the prize
Anybody seen her around
Lost, lost and never found
I must have called her a thousand times
Sometimes I think shes just in my imagination
Lost in the crowd

Johnny B. Good

Deep down Louisiana close to New Orleans,
Way back up in the woods among the evergreens...
There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood,
Where lived a country boy name of Johnny B. Goode...
He never ever learned to read or write so well,
But he could play the guitar like ringing a bell.

Go Go
Go Johnny Go Go
Go Johnny Go Go
Go Johnny Go Go
Go Johnny Go Go
Johnny B. Goode

He use to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
And sit beneath the trees by the railroad track.
Oh, the engineers used to see him sitting in the shade,
Strumming to the rhythm that the drivers made.
People passing by would stop and say
Oh my that little country boy could play

Go Go
Go Johnny Go Go
Go Johnny Go Go
Go Johnny Go Go
Go Johnny Go Go
Johnny B. Goode

His mother told him someday you would be a man,
And you would be the leader of a big old band.
Many people coming from miles around
To hear you play your music when the sun go down
Maybe someday your name will be in lights "Saying Johnny B. Goode tonight!"

Go Go
Go Johnny Go
Go Go Go Johnny Go
Go Go Go Johnny Go
Go Go Go Johnny Go
Go
Johnny B. Goode

Himno del Córdoba C.F.

Sobre el campo, la verdad
Sobre mi corazón te llevo, Córdoba
Y mi voz será siempre tu aliento
Y El Arcángel nuestro reino, Córdoba

Infinita pasión por mis colores
Porque son mi señal de identidad.

Para bien o para mal
Mi corazón siempre será
blanco y verde, blanco y verde, Córdoba
blanco y verde, blanco y verde, Córdoba

Días de gloria, para soñar
Por la ribera, mil banderas, Córdoba
Y tocar el cielo las Tendillas
Y sentir que el alma grita, Córdoba

Infinita pasión por mis colores
Porque son mi señal de identidad

Para bien o para mal
Mi corazón siempre será
Blanco y verde, blanco y verde, Córdoba
Blanco y verde, blanco y verde, Córdoba

Coros:

Jugar Para ganar
Ganar para sentir
Sentir para luchar
Luchar para vivir
Vivir para soñar...

Que mientras viva, iré contigo hasta el final
mi Córdoba, mi Córdoba, mi Córdoba
A ganar, A ganar, A ganar... ¡MI CÓRDOBA!

Living on the edge

Theres something wrong with the world today
I dont know what it is
Somethings wrong with our eyes

Were seeing things in a different way
And God knows it aint his
It sure ain't no surprise

Were livin on the edge
Were livin on the edge
Were livin on the edge
Were livin on the edge

Theres someting wrong with the world today
The lightbulbs gettin dimmed
Theres meltdown in the sky

If you can judge a wise man
By the color of his skin
Then mister, youre a better man than i

Were livin on the edge
You cant help yourself from fallin
Livin on the edge
You cant help yourself from fallin
Livin on the edge
You cant help yourself from fallin
Livin on the edge
You cant help yourself from fallin

Tell me what you think about our situation
Complication - aggravation
Is getting to you

If chicken little tells you that the sky is fallin
Even if it wasnt would you still come crawling
Back again - I bet you would my friend
Again & again & again & again & again

Tell me what you think about our situation
Complication - aggravation
Is getting to you

If chicken little tells you that the sky is fallin
Even if it wasnt would you still come crawling
Back again - I bet you would my friend
Again & again & again & again

Something right with the world today
And everybody knows its wrong
But we can tell em no
Or we could let it go
But I would rather be a hanging on

Were livin on the edge
You cant help yourself from fallin
Livin on the edge
You cant help yourself from fallin
Livin on the edge
You cant help yourself from fallin
Livin on the edge
You cant help yourself from fallin

Were livin on the edge
Were livin on the edge
Were livin on the edge
Were livin on the edge

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Were livin on the edge
You cant help yourself from fallin
Livin on the edge
You cant help yourself from fallin
Livin on the edge
You cant help yourself from fallin
Livin on the edge
You cant help yourself from fallin

Every breath you take

Every breath you take
Every move you make
Every bond you break
Every step you take
I'll be watching you

Every single day
Every word you say
Every game you play
Every night you stay
I'll be watching you

Oh, can't you see
You belong to me
How my poor heart aches
With every step you take

Every move you make
Every vow you break
Every smile you fake
Every claim you stake
I'll be watching you

Since you've gone I been lost without a trace
I dream at night I can only see your face
I look around but it's you I cant replace
I feel so cold and I long for your embrace
I keep crying baby, baby, please...

Oh, can't you see
You belong to me
How my poor heart aches
With every breath you take

Every move you make
Every vow you break
Every smile you fake
Every claim you stake
I'll be watching you

Every move you make
Every step you take
I'll be watching you

I'll be watching you
I'll be watching you
I'll be watching you
I'll be watching you...

Stay

I'd like to do a song I never played in public before, a brand new song, sort of a tribute to the friends of mine, that come out here on the road, and to you too.

Now the seats are all empty
Let the roadies take the stage
Pack it up and tear it down
They're the first to come and the last to leave
Working for that minimum wage
They're setting up in another town
Tonight the people were so fine
They waited there in line.
And when they got up on their feet,
and made the show, and that was sweet.
and I can hear the sound of slamming doors and folding chairs
and that's a sound they'll never know

And load those cases and load those amps
and haul those truses up and get'um up those ramps
And when it comes to moving me,
you know you guys are the champs
but when that last guitar has been packed away,
you know that I still want to play.
So just make sure you got it all set to go
before you come for my piano

But the band is on the bus,
and they're ready to go.
We got to drive all night
And do the show in Chicago... or Detroit.
I don't know, we do so many shows in a row.
And these towns all look the same.
we just pass the time in the hotel rooms
and wander around backstage.
Till those lights come up, and we hear that crowd,
and we remember why we came.

Now we got country and western on the bus,
R & B, we got disco in 8-tracks and casettes in stereo
We've got rural scenes and magazines
And we've got truckers on CB
We got Richard Pryor on video
We've got time to think of the ones we love
While the miles roll away
but the only time that seems too short is the time that we get to play
People you've got the power over what we do
or you can sit there and wait
or you can come with us too.
Come along, sing this song
You know that you can't go wrong
'Cause when that mornin' sun comes beating down
you're gonna wake up in your town
And we'll be scheduled to appear
a thousand miles away from here

People stay just a little bit longer
We want to play -- just a little bit longer
Now the promoter don't mind
And the union don't mind
If we take a little time
And we leave it all behind and sing
One more song
Oh won’t you stay just a little bit longer
Please, please, please say you will
Say you will

Oh won’t you stay just a little bit longer
Oh please, please stay just a little bit more

Now the promoter don’t mind
And the roadies don’t mind
If we take a little time
And we leave this all behind and sing
One more song