Cream
MembersEric Clapton (guitar, vocals). Geboren am 30.3.1945 in Ripley in der Grafschaft Surrey /GB. Alias "Mister Slowhand".
Jack Bruce (bass, vocals)
Peter Edward "Ginger" Baker (drums, vocals). Geboren am 19.8.1939 in London /GB
Clips / Sounds: -
Album: Fresh Cream (1966)
N. S. U.
Jack Bruce
Driving in my car, smoking my cigar,
The only time I'm happy's when I play my guitar.
Singing in my yacht, what a lot I got,
Happiness is something that just cannot be bought.
I've been in and I'm out, I've been up and down,
I don't want to go until I've been all around.
What's it all about, anyone in doubt,
I don't want to go until I've found it all out.
Sleepy Time Time
Jack Bruce / Janet Godfrey
I'm a sleepy time baby, a sleepy time boy.
Work only maybe, life is a joy.
We'll have a sleepy time time.
We'll have a sleepy time time.
We'll have a sleepy time time.
We'll have a sleepy time time.
Sleepy time time, sleepy time all the time.
Asleep in the daytime, asleep at night.
Life is all playtime; working ain't right.
Chorus
I have my Sunday, that ain't no lie.
But on Monday morning comes my favorite cry.
Chorus
Spoonful
Willie Dixon
Could fill spoons full of diamonds,
Could fill spoons full of gold.
Just a little spoon of your precious love
Will satisfy my soul.
Men lies about it.
Some of them cries about it.
Some of them dies about it.
Everything's a-fightin' about the spoonful.
That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful.
That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful.
That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful.
That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful.
Could fill spoons full of coffee,
Could fill spoons full of tea.
Just a little spoon of your precious love;
Is that enough for me?
Chorus
Could fill spoons full of water,
Save them from the desert sands.
But a little spoon of your forty-five
Saved you from another man.
Chorus
I'm So Glad
Skip James
I'm so glad, I'm so glad. I'm glad, I'm glad, I'm glad.
I'm so glad, I'm so glad. I'm glad, I'm glad, I'm glad.
I don't know what to do,
I don't know what to do,
I don't know what to do.
I'm tired of weeping,
I'm tired of moaning,
I'm tired of crying for you.
Chorus
I'm tired of weeping,
I'm tired of moaning,
I'm tired of groaning for you.
I don't know what to do,
I don't know what to do,
I don't know what to do.
Chorus
(Repeat Chorus Five Times)
Album: Wheels of Fire (1968)
White Room
Jack Bruce / Pete Brown
In the white room with black curtains near the station.
Blackroof country, no gold pavements, tired starlings.
Silver horses ran down moonbeams in your dark eyes.
Dawnlight smiles on you leaving, my contentment.
I'll wait in this place where the sun never shines;
Wait in this place where the shadows run from themselves.
You said no strings could secure you at the station.
Platform ticket, restless diesels, goodbye windows.
I walked into such a sad time at the station.
As I walked out, felt my own need just beginning.
I'll wait in the queue when the trains come back;
Lie with you where the shadows run from themselves.
At the party she was kindness in the hard crowd.
Consolation for the old wound now forgotten.
Yellow tigers crouched in jungles in her dark eyes.
She's just dressing, goodbye windows, tired starlings.
I'll sleep in this place with the lonely crowd;
Lie in the dark where the shadows run from themselves.
Sitting On Top Of The World
Chester Burnett
One summer day, she went away;
Gone and left me, she's gone to stay.
She's gone, but I don't worry:
I'm sitting on top of the world.
All the summer, worked all this fall.
Had to take Christmas in my overalls.
She's gone, but I don't worry:
I'm sitting on top of the world.
Going down to the freight yard, gonna catch me a freight train.
Going to leave this town; worked and got to home.
She's gone, but I don't worry:
I'm sitting on top of the world.
Politician
Jack Bruce and Pete Brown
Hey now baby, get into my big black car.
Hey now baby, get into my big black car.
I want to just show you what my politics are.
I'm a political man and I practice what I preach.
I'm a political man and I practice what I preach.
So don't deny me baby, not while you're in my reach.
I support the left, though I'm leaning, leaning to the right.
I support the left, though I'm leaning to the right.
But I'm just not there when it's coming to a fight.
Hey now baby, get into my big black car.
Hey now baby, get into my big black car.
I want to just show you what my politics are.
Born Under A Bad Sign
By Booker T. Jones and William Bell
Born under a bad sign.
I've been down since I began to crawl.
If it wasn't for bad luck,
I wouldn't have no luck at all.
Bad luck and trouble's my only friend.
I've been down ever since I was ten.
Chorus
You know, wine and women is all I crave.
A big bad woman's gonna carry me to my grave.
Chorus
First Verse
Born under a bad sign.
I've been down since I began to crawl.
If it wasn't for bad luck,
I wouldn't have no luck.
If it wasn't for real bad luck,
I wouldn't have no luck at all.
Born under a bad sign.
Born under a bad sign.
Crossroads
By Robert Johnson
I went down to the crossroads, fell down on my knees.
I went down to the crossroads, fell down on my knees.
Asked the Lord above for mercy, "Save me if you please."
I went down to the crossroads, tried to flag a ride.
I went down to the crossroads, tried to flag a ride.
Nobody seemed to know me, everybody passed me by.
I'm going down to Rosedale, take my rider by my side.
I'm going down to Rosedale, take my rider by my side.
You can still barrelhouse, baby, on the riverside.
You can run, you can run, tell my friend-boy Willie Brown.
You can run, you can run, tell my friend-boy Willie Brown.
And I'm standing at the crossroads, believe I'm sinking down.
Published by Ostufer.Net 2012 / 2024
