Tom Petty - Mojo Lyrics
Jefferson Jericho Blues
Well poor Tom Jefferson
He loved the little maid out back
Midnight creepin' out to the servant's shack
Kept a secret under the bed
Wrapped in a burlap sack
Well I drove all day and night
Out to Jericho
But in my second mind
I knew it was time to go
Yeah and I still get nervous every time
That bugle blows
Well she ain't no good for me
But I just can't let go
If I sit here thinkin'
My thoughts will overflow
And I can't keep from cryin'
Can't keep time from movin' slow
Writer: TOM PETTY
Copyright: Lyrics © Adria K Music
First Flash Of Freedom
On our first flash of freedom
I called out your name
Love hit us hard
Like an overdue train
We felt so much more than
Our hearts could explain
On our first flash of freedom
A fist full of glory
A suitcase of sin
The language you dream in
When you count to ten
You go to the edge and you always give in
On your first flash of freedom
Down every canyon and mountain we fall
And laugh at our shadows
Tall on the wall
Your brain is so full, but you can't keep it all
On your first flash of freedom
Across ancient bridges
Through a town with no name
Across painted hills that
No rich man can claim
Run the wild mustangs
That nothing could tame
On your first flash of freedom
On your first flash of freedom
Writer: MICHAEL W. CAMPBELL, TOM PETTY
Copyright: Lyrics © Adria K Music, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Running Mans Bible
You're with me tonight on this dark highway
We've run it together
So many times
We've run it for money
We've run it for music
We've run it to pay for our innocent crimes
I took on my father and I'm still walkin'
Took on all comers in some shape or form
And I see with the eyes of somethin' wounded
Somethin' still standing after the storm
Here's one to glory and survival
And stayin' alive
It's the running man's bible
I been next in line
I been next to nothin'
Been next to bystanders
Who shoulda said somethin'
It was not in my vision
It was not in my mind
To return from a mission
A man left behind
Here's one to glory and survival
And stayin' alive
It's the runnin' man's bible
I don't speak of the times I've nearly died
I don't speak of outlastin' those who are gone
Or the things I've done
I care not to remember
Or the desperate measures
That might have been wrong
Honey here's one to glory
Here's to bad weather
And all the hard things
We've been through together
Here's to the golden rule and survival
And to stayin' alive
It's the runnin' man's bible
Here's one to glory and survival
And stayin' alive
It's the runnin' man's bible
Well it's the runnin' man's bible
It's the runnin' man's bible
Writer: TOM PETTY
Copyright: Lyrics © Adria K Music, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
The Trip To Pirates Cove
I took my few belongings
We headed out to Pirate's Cove
In my buddy's old Defender
We ran until the gas got low
We were flying close to heaven
Everything was starting to glow
Drivin' into sunset
Rollin' cause we had to roll
I think he was a preacher
But Lord I can't recall his name
He was running out of wind
But talking to me just the same
He said five'll get you ten
But boy you've got to stay in the game
Yeah you got to let it ride
Or you've only got yourself to blame
We lost a wheel in Santa Cruz
So we partied with some motel maids
My friend said I don't like mine
So what'd you say we trade
She was a part of my heart
Now she's just a line in my face
They let us go with a warning
Said we'd book you, but we don't have a case
My friend said take her with you
To leave her here would be a crime
But let's get outta Santa Cruz
All I got is a Canadian dime
I got a friend in Mendocino
And it's gettin' close to harvest time
And she was kinda cute
If a little past her prime
On the trip to Pirate's Cove
On the trip to Pirate's Cove
Drivin' into sunset
Drivin' into sunset
Writer: TOM PETTY
Copyright: Lyrics © Adria K Music
Candy
Candy sure like that candy
I don't go for them turnip greens
I sure like that candy
I don't go for them turnip greens
So when you put it on the table
Oh mama think about me
Well I don't drink Coca Cola
But I sure like the ol' moonshine
Well I don't drink Coca Cola
But I sure like the ol' moonshine
Yeah we drink it from a fruit jar
With my little baby by my side
Well I don't much like walkin'
But I love my Eldorado ride
I ain't never cared a thing about walkin'
But I love my Eldorado ride
Yeah we run it round the cornfield
With my little baby by my side
I sure like that candy
I don't go for them turnip greens
I sure like that candy
I don't go for them turnip greens
So when you put it on the table
Oh mama think about me
I sure like that candy
I sure like that candy
I sure like that candy
Oh mama think about me
Mama think about me
Writer: Thomas Earl Petty
Copyright: Lyrics © Adria K Music, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
No Reason To Cry
All I'm wanting is to see you
And to hold you once again
And see the sun color your hair
And see the tall grass blow in the wind
Overcome me bitter sweetness
Put me under a magic spell
Overcome me all my sadness
Lead me on and wish me well
There's no reason to cry
There's no reason to cry
It's alright
So overtake me my sweet lover
Let me kiss your honey lips
Could be the only thing that's real
Could be when you get sad your memory slips
There's no reason to cry
There's no reason to cry
It's alright
Writer: TOM PETTY
Copyright: Lyrics © Adria K Music, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
I Should Have Known It
I shoulda known it
I shoulda seen
Leave it to you
To treat me mean
Every promise, was just a runaround
I shoulda known it
Yeah you're gonna let me down
Well it's over now you see
It's the last time you're gonna hurt me
I shoulda known it
Hard to believe
It was all right there
In front of me
Sold down the river
Left for dead
Yeah you're puttin' ideas
In another man's head
And it's over now you see
It's the last time you're gonna hurt me
Thanks for nothin'
Yeah thanks a lot
Go ahead baby
Take all I got
And it's over now ya see
It's the last time you're gonna hurt me
It's the last time you're gonna hurt me
It's the last time you're gonna hurt me
Writer: Michael Campbell, Tom Petty
Copyright: Lyrics © Adria K Music, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
U.S. 41
My daddy came a marchin'
Over the hill at dawn
Had to make that wage man
That's how we got along
My daddy's life was workin'
Workin' all day long
Put food on the table
And the children sang a song
Yes, the children sang a song
My grandad's name was Pulpwood
Wore a coat of green
Took a wife in '31
Drove the big machine
My daddy load the lumber
Put it on the truck
Used to see him walkin' home on U.S. 41
That's right, U.S. 41
All my life's been workin'
Out the door and gone
Got to make that overtime
Keep us movin' on
Need a drink of water
To get out of the sun
Burnin' up to make that wage on U.S. 41
That's right, U.S. 41
The boss man owns the business
Keeps it goin' strong
Be blowin' like a hurricane and
Work like nothin's wrong
We got to keep on movin'
'Til the bell gone ring
Fill her up with kerosene
And let that lady sing
Whoa now, let that lady sing
His given name was Lucky
His wife's name Annie Brown
Run outside the law
And they chased him right on down
Lucky faced the lawman
The captain drew his gun
They put him with a sling blade
On U.S. 41
That's right, U.S. 41
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Takin My Time
Takin' my time
I'm slowin' down a little bit
Takin' my time
Slowin' down a little bit
Yeah when I was a young boy
Honey my fuse was lit
Yeah when I was a young boy
Honey my fuse was lit
Losin' my way
To somethin' stronger than me
Losin' my way
To somethin' stronger than me
Scares me to think about
What's on the road after me
Yeah it scares me to think about
What's on the road after me,
Yes it does
Writer: TOM PETTY
Copyright: Lyrics © Adria K Music, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Let Yourself Go
Rain on the river I'm soakin' wet
Waitin' on friend who ain't come yet
And he might not get here for three or four days
Got to make a little bit go a long way
I've got a blond headed woman who likes to come around
Cute little hippy girl lives in town
Brings a bag a records and she plays 'em 'til dawn
Give me little lovin' then she got to go home
When times are hard
When you start feelin' low
Let yourself go
When the river's risin' and the world feels cold
Let yourself go
Let yourself go
I got a 442 sittin' in the sun
Well it's been ten years since she used to run
Man she was a beauty in '69
But there ain't no more comin' down the line
When times are hard
And you start feelin' low
Let yourself go
When the river's risin' and your world feels cold
Let yourself go
Honey let yourself go
Let yourself go
Writer: TOM PETTY
Copyright: Lyrics © Adria K Music
Dont Pull Me Over
Don't pull me over mister policeman
Don't pull me over mister policeman
What I've got to do won't hurt anyone
Where I've got to go won't hurt anyone
Don't pull me over
I've got mouths to feed
Don't pull me over
They depend on me
What I've got to say won't hurt anyone
What I've got to do won't hurt anyone
When the moonlight turns to blue light
Makes me so afraid
So let me go
Leave me 'lone
'Til I'm home and safe
Don't pull me over let me pass on by
Don't pull me over
Should be legalized
Don't pull me over mister policeman
Don't pull me over mister policeman
Please, please mister policeman
Please, please mister policeman
Writer: TOM PETTY
Copyright: Lyrics © Adria K Music, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Lovers Touch
Oh my Lord
She give me chills and fever
Sends a signal
To my receiver
Hard livin' killing me
I need that woman to set me free
And I want her
I want her so much
Cause she got the lover's touch
Feel sold out
Water gettin' higher
Livin' on the shoreline
Starin' at the fire
And I want her
I want her so much
Cause she got the lover's touch
Yes she does
I hear her voice
When I'm all alone
Gives me comfort
So soft and low
And I want her
I want her so much
Cause she got the lover's touch
Yes she does now
I want her so much now
She's got the lover's touch
Yes she does
She's got the lover's touch
Writer: TOM PETTY
Copyright: Lyrics © Adria K Music, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
High In The Morning
Boy that bottle belongs to the devil
Better leave it on the shelf
Could be the old man wants it for himself
Well it hurts my heart to see a young man fall
Hurt me to my bones
To see him high in the morning
And by evenin' see him gone
Boy that woman belongs to the captain
Better let her go her way
Before the captain got somethin' to say
Well it hurts my heart to see a young man fall
Hurt me to my bones
To see him high in the morning
And by evenin' see him gone
Boy that power belongs to the devil
Better leave that power alone
Could be the devil gonna want it for his own
Well it hurts my heart to see a young man fall
Hurt me to my bones
To see him high in the morning and by evenin'
See him gone
To see him high in the morning and by evenin'
See him gone
Writer: TOM PETTY
Copyright: Lyrics © Adria K Music, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Something Good Coming
I'm watching the water
Watching the coast
Suddenly I know
What I want the most
And I want to tell you
Still I hold back
I need some time
Get my life on track
I know that look on your face
But there's somethin' lucky about this place
And there's somethin' good comin'
For you and me
Somethin' good comin'
There has to be
And I'm thinking 'bout mama
And about the kids
And the way we lived
And the things we did
How she never had a chance
Never caught a break
And how we pay for our big mistakes
I know so well the look on your face
And there's somethin' lucky about this place
There's somethin' good comin'
Just over the hill
Somethin' good comin'
I know it will
And I'm in for the long run
Wherever it goes
Ridin' the river
Wherever it goes
And I'm an honest man
Work's all I know
You take that away
Don't know where to go
And I know that look that's on your face
There's somethin' lucky about this place
There's somethin' good comin'
For you and me
Somethin' good comin'
There has to be
Writer: Tom Petty
Copyright: Lyrics © Adria K Music
Good Enough
She was hell on her mama
Impossible to please
She wore out her daddy
Got the best of me
And there's something about her
That only I can see
And that's good enough
You're barefoot in the grass
And you're chewing sugarcane
You got a little buzz on
You're kissing in the rain
And if a day like this
Don't ever come again
Well that's good enough
Good enough for me
Good enough for right now, yeah
Good enough for me
Good enough for right now, yeah
God bless this land
God bless this whiskey
I can't trust love
It's far too risky
If she marries into money
She's still going to miss me
And that's good enough
Gonna have to be good enough
Writer: Michael Campbell, Thomas Earl Petty
Copyright: Lyrics © Adria K Music, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.