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Eric Clapton: Experience (Collection)

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Artist: Eric Clapton
Title: Experience (Collection)
Released: 1995.12.02
Label: Experience Records
Time: 54:00
Producer(s):
Appears with: The Yardbirds
Category: Blues
Rating: ****...... (4/10)
Media type: CD
Purchase date:  1996
Price in €: 5,99
Web address: www.ericclapton.com

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[1] I'm Your Witchdoctor (Mayall) - 2:09
[2] For Your Love (Gouldman) - 2:29
[3] Boom Boom [Out Goes the Light] (Hooker) - 2:23
[4] Good Morning Little School Girl (Demarais) - 2:45
[5] Miles Road [instrumental] (Clapton/Page) - 2:27
[6] I Ain't Got You [Reprise] (Gouldman) - 1:57
[7] A Certain Girl (Neville) - 2:17
[8] Tribute to Elmore [instrumental] (Clapton/Page) - 2:05
[9] Train Kept A Rollin' (Bradshaw/Mann) - 3:27
[10] Talking About You (Berry) - 2:35
[11] I Wish You Would (Arnold) - 5:48
[12] Got to Hurry (Rasputin) - 2:10
[13] Freight Loader [instrumental] (Clapton/Page) - 2:48
[14] Let It Rock (Anderson) - 2:13
[15] She's So Respectable [live] (O'Kelly) - 5:40
[16] You Can't Judge a Book by Its Cover (Dixon) - 2:51
[17] Louise, Louise Blues (Temple/Williams) - 3:26
[18] Smokestack Lightning (Howlin' Wolf) - 6:39

 A r t i s t s ,   P e r s o n n e l


Eric Clapton - Guitar, Vocals
 

 C o m m e n t s ,   N o t e s


1995 CD Experience B000008A3A
 

 L y r i c s


I'm Your Witchdoctor

I'm your witchdoctor, got the evil eye,
Got the power of the devil, I'm the conjuror guy.
Gonna teach you love at the midnight hour,
Gonna feel you burning like a passion flower.

  Hey hey, hey hey hey, hey.
  Hey hey, hey hey hey, hey.
  Your witchdoctor, your witchdoctor, got my eyes on you.

I was born in the country and I lived in the trees.
I got my voodoo from the birds and the bees.
Gonna teach you love at the midnight hour,
Gonna feel you burning, little passion flower.

  Chorus

  First Verse

  Chorus

I've got my mean old spell on you,
I've got my mean old spell on you,
Your witchdoctor, your witchdoctor, got my eyes on you.


For Your Love

For your love.
For your love.
For your love.
I'd give you everything and more, and that's for sure.
For your love.
I'd bring you diamond rings and things right to your door.
For your love.

To thrill you with delight,
I'll give you diamonds bright.
There'll be things that will excite,
To make you dream of me at night.

For your love.
For your love.
For your love.

For your love, for your love,
I would give the stars above.
For your love, for your love,
I would give you all I could.

For your love.
For your love.
For your love.
I'd give the moon if it were mine to give.
For your love.
I'd give the stars and the sun 'fore I live.
For your love.

To thrill you with delight,
I'll give you diamonds bright.
There'll be things that will excite,
To make you dream of me at night.

For your love.
For your love.
For your love.
For your love.


Boom Boom

Boom, boom, boom, boom.
I'm gonna shoot you right down,
Knock you off of your feet,
And take you home with me.
Put you in my house.
Boom, boom, boom, boom.

Boom, boom, boom, boom.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
I love to see you strut
When you're walking to me.
When you're talking to me,
That knocks me out.

Boom, boom, boom, boom.
You know I like it like that,
With your baby-talk,
Oh and the way that you walk.
You know it knocks me right down,
Knocks me off of my feet.

Boom, boom, boom, boom.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Oh, oh, oh, oh.
How, how, how, how.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Now, now, now, now.


Good Morning Little Schoolgirl

Good morning, little schoolgirl.
Good morning, little schoolgirl.
Can I go home with you?
Won't you let me go home with you,
So I can hug, hug, squeeze, squeeze?
If you let me I can tease you baby.
Hey, hey hey hey.  Hey hey hey hey.  Hey, yeah.

Let's dance, little schoolgirl.
Let's dance, little schoolgirl.
Won't you let me take you to the hop, hop,
Have a party at the soda shop
So we can do the twist, do the stroll
To the music of the rock 'n' roll.
Hey, hey hey hey.  Hey hey hey hey.  Hey, yeah.

  First Verse

Good morning, little schoolgirl.
Good morning, little schoolgirl.
Can I go home with you?
Won't you let me go home with you?
Tell your mama and your papa that I love you.
Tell your sisters and your brother that I love you.
Hey, hey hey hey.  Hey, hey hey hey.
Hey, hey hey hey.  Hey, hey hey hey.


Miles Road

(Instrumental)


I Ain't Got You

I got a Maserati G.T.
With snakeskin upholstery.
I got a charge account at Goldblatt's,
But I ain't got you.

I got a closet full of clothes,
But no matter where it goes,
It keeps a ring in the nose,
But I ain't got you.

I got a tavern and a liquor store.
I play the numbers, yeah, four forty-four.
I got a mojo, yeah, don't you know,
I'm all dressed up with no place to go.

I got women to the right of me.
I got women to the left of me.
I got women all around me,
But I ain't got you.
No, I ain't got you.

  Third Verse

  Fourth Verse

No I ain't got you.


A Certain Girl

There's a certain girl I've been in love with a long, long time.
(What's her name?) I can't tell you. (No!)
I can't reveal her name until I've got her.
(What's her name?) I can't tell you. (No!)
Well, I've tried to get her time and time again.
We just end up as nothing but friends.
And there's a certain girl I've been in love with a long, long time.
(What's her name?) I can't tell you. (No!)

Well, there's a certain chick I've been sweet on since I met her.
(What's her name?) I can't tell you. (No!)
I can't repeat her name until I get her.
(What's her name?) I can't tell you. (No!)
Well one day, I'm gonna wake up and say,
"I'll do anything just to be your slave."
And there's a certain girl I've been in love with a long, long time.
(What's her name?) I can't tell you. (No!)

Well, I've tried to get her time and time again.
We just end up as nothing but friends.
And there's a certain girl I've been in love with a long, long time.
(What's her name?) I can't tell you. (No!)

There's a certain chick I've been sweet on since I found her.
(What's her name?) I can't tell you. (No!)
I can't reveal her name until I get her.
(What's her name?) I can't tell you. (No!)
Well now one day, get her time and time again.
We just end up as nothing but friends.
And there's a certain girl I've been in love with a long, long time.
(What's her name?) I can't tell you. (No!)

I can't tell you. (No!)
I can't tell you. (No!)
I can't tell you.


Tribute to Elmore

(Instrumental)


Train Kept A Rollin'

caught the train, I met a dame,
She was a hipster, well and a real cool dame,
(She was handsome,)
She was pretty, from New York City,
Well and we trucked on down in that old Fairlane,
(Goin' on,)
With a heave, and a ho,
(Wo,)
Well, I just couldn't let her go.
(Yes I did,)
Get along, sweet little woman, get along,
Be on your way,
Get along, sweet little woman, get along,
Be on your way,
With a heave, and a ho,
(Love the way you walk,)
I just couldn't let her go.
(Yes I do now.)

Well, the train kept a-rollin', all night long,
(Sweet little woman, get along,)
The train kept a-rollin', all night long,
([You're my queen?])
The train kept a-rollin', all night long,
(Sweet little woman, get along,)
The train kept a-rollin', all night long,
([You're my queen?])
With a heave, and a ho,
(Love the way you walk,)
Well I just couldn't let her go,
(Yes I do.)

We made a stop at Albuquerque,
She must have thought I was a real gone jerk,
We got out the train in El Paso,
Lookin' so good, Jack, I couldn't let her go.
Get along, sweet little woman, get along,
(Oh, right,)
Well, the train kept a-rollin', all night long,
The train kept a-rollin', all night long,
The train kept a-rollin', all night long,
The train kept a-rollin', all night long,
With a heave, and a ho,
Well I just couldn't let her go.


Talking About You

I'm goin' tell you about my buddy
But I'm not goin' reveal his name
'Cause it's his life to live and he's livin' it
Claim it to fame or a game of shame

To each his own let nim live it
But there are those who may not agree
But I goin' tell you about my buddy
Ev'ry thing like he told it to me

A woman's the most peculiar creature
And so few has missed his hand
And out of all the ones that he's been with
You know, not one wouldn't take him again

Before you really know a sensuous woman
You have to be with her when she's alone
She could say no and then want you to leave her
And call you right back home after you're gone

You never can tell until after you've tried her
And then you might still be way off the track
Because it's the red and the white and the yellow
Has exactly what's packed in the black

One was a co-ed from Pennsylvania
One from Toronto who dug him the most
One was a rich widow in Houston
And one was a freak from the western coast

One was a teacher out of Chicago
And one had plans to become a nun
And one was the last one I thought he'd cling to
But she was tahe one who gave him a son

So people, I'll tell you 'bout my buddy
And like I say, I just can't reveal his name
It's his life and he's gonna live it
Claim it to fame or game or shame

Claim it fame or game or shame
Just a game or fame or shame
Fame or game or shame
Fame or game or shame
Fame or game or shame
Claim it fame or game or shame


I Wish You Would

Early in the morning, 'bout the break of day,
That's when my baby went away.
Come back, baby, I wish you would,
Try and love me, you won't do no good.

Walking and a-kissing late at night;
I tell you now baby, I feel just right.
Come now baby, whatcha trying to do?
Trying to love me and some other man, too.

Come now baby, give me one more chance.
You know I still love you, want to give you romance.
Yeah romance, all night long, in my arms, woah yeah.

  First Verse

You know baby that I love you so.
You know, pretty baby, it hurts me to see you go.
Oh yeah, oh yeah.


Got To Hurry

(Instrumental)


Freight Loader

(Instrumental)


Let It Rock

n the evening of the day down in Mobile, Alabama,
Working on the railroad with the steel driving hammer.
Gotta get some money to buy some brand new shoes,
Gotta find somebody to lose these blues.
"She don't love me" hear me singing in the sun,
She better leave me 'til my work is all done.

In the evening of the day, when the sun is sinking low,
All day I been waiting for the whistle to blow.
Sitting in a teepee built out on the track,
Rolling bones 'til the foreman comes back.
Pick up you belongings boys and scatter about,
We've got an off-schedule train comin' two miles out.

Everybody's scrambling and running around,
Picking up their money, take the teepee down.
Foreman wants to panic, 'bout to go insane,
Trying to get the workers out the way of the train.
Engineer blown his whistle loud and long,
He can't stop the train, gotta let it roll on.


She's So Respectable [live]

(Instrumetal)


You Can't Judge a Book by Its Cover

Hey there miss fine
Sweet little clinging vine
Your actions kind of show me you love me truly, yeah
You’re warmer than July, sweet as apple pie
I can’t let you know you’re getting to me

Yeah, ‘cause you can’t judge a book by it’s cover
My papa used to say “look child, look beyond a tender smile
‘Cause can’t judge a book by it’s lover”

Girl, I’m sweet on you
Though you can’t see through this unconcerned expression I’ve been wearing
Hey, I practice looking bored so you can feel ignored
But that don’t mean that I’m not really caring
Yeah, ‘cause you can’t judge a book by it’s cover
And you can’t judge a book by it’s lover”
Maybe my coldness is a mask, maybe your loving will last
But can’t judge a book by it’s cover

Somewhere beyond the skin, somewhere deep within
We may find that love is there to test us, yeah
But we’ve got to have the nerve to give it all it deserves
And maybe we’ll find something precious
Yeah, ‘cause you can’t judge a book by it’s cover
Only time it’s gonna show, only time will let us know
‘Cause you can’t judge a book by it’s cover
And you can’t judge a book by it’s lover
We’ve got to search each other’s minds
We’ve got to read between the lines
Oh, take a different look
And make our hearts an open book
Oh, you can’t judge a book by it’s cover
No, no, no, no
And you can’t judge a book by it’s lover


Louise, Louise Blues

Oh Louise, yes you're the sweetest girl I know.
Don't you know now Louise, you are the sweetest girl that I know.
You made me run from Chicago
Oh, to the Gulf of Mexico.

Now you know Louise,
She's like a rolling stone.
Every time she leave a man,
He has to grieve alone.

Oh Louise, why don't you hurry home?
You know, I never had no good loving,
Oh Louise, since you've been gone.

Got a girl called Mamie,
Treat me nice and kind.
I don't care what she do
Because Louise is on my mind.

Chorus

Louise ain't so good looking
And her hair ain't red,
But she cooks my breakfast
And I bring it to my bed.

Chorus

Oh Louise, why don't you hurry home?
Oh Louise, why don't you hurry home?
You made me run from Chicago
Oh, to the Gulf of Mexico.


Smokestack Lightning

Five Live Yardbirds version
Yeah, smokestack lightning,
Don't you hear me callin'?
Don't you hear me callin' your name?
Don't you hear me callin' you?
Don't you hear me callin' you?

Tell me where did you go last night?
Gotta know who you been with.

Tell me where did you go last night?
Tell me where did you go?
Tell me where did you go?

Fare you well, goodbye, pretty baby,
Never see you no more, no more.
Fare you well, goodbye, pretty baby, goodbye,
Fare you well, goodbye.

Yeah, smokestack lightning,
Shining like gold,
Don't you hear me call out you?
Don't you hear me callin' you now?
Don't you hear me callin' you now?

Ah, stop your train, yeah,
Let me go for a ride with you,
Let me go for a ride, oh stop your train now,
Oh, stop your train now,

Fare you well, goodbye, pretty baby,
Tell me where did you go?
Why did you leave me, oh?
Oh, fare you well, goodbye, goodbye.
 

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