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BIG DADDY

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Written by John Mellencamp

You used to raise your voice so that it could be heard
You used to shout out your orders, and your word was the final word
Do as I say and not as I do
They've taken your picture off the wall
How does it feel to be the big daddy of them all

You used to chase your women right into your home
You used to tell them you loved them over the telephone
Now they all see through you
And you're sinking like a stone
No one's knocking at your door
No one calls
How does it feel to be the big daddy of them all

You're sad and disgusted
Is what you've grown up to be
Bet you had no idea what your dream would turn out to be
But when you live for yourself
Hell, it's hard on everyone
But you did it your way and man you did it all
How does it feel to be the big daddy of them all

Now you did it your way and man, you did it all
How does it feel to be the big daddy of them all



2.  To Live

Written by John Mellencamp

Sometimes fly a little high
Then you know better dig yourself
Sometimes get a little lost
Then you know you got to find yourself
Happens to everyone and Lord, I don't know why

(Chorus)
I want, I want
I need, I need
I want, I want to live
To see it all
Laugh, touch it all

Sometimes we say silly things
And act like two little kids
Like the tail wagging the dog
We both get hurt by what was said
That's okay, that's all right with me
I'd rather fight with you than lay down and die

(Chorus)
I want, I want
I need, I need
I want, I want to live
To see it all
Laugh, touch it all

Sometimes fly a little high
Then you know better dig yourself
Sometimes get a little lost
Then you know you got to find yourself
Happens to everyone and Lord, I don't know why

(Chorus)
I want, I want
I need, I need
I want, I want to live
To see it all
Laugh, touch it all
To live, to see it all




Written by John Mellencamp

Martha say she don't need no stinking man making no decisions for her
She don't need his money, she don't need him between the sheets
She ain't gonna sleep on the edge of the bed for no stinking man
And that's the way she lives 'cause I saw her last night
Pouring water on a drowning man in the moonlight, saying

(Chorus)
Hi-de-hi-de-hi, brother
Hi-de-hi-de-hey now, Martha
Hi-de-hi-de-hi, sister
Say what, hey you, look out, Martha

Martha say she don't need no revolver to shoot some idiot down
She can do it with her eyes, she can do it with her smile
She can do it with a conversation just walking down the hall
Man, now ain't that the truth 'cause I saw her take a bite out of
Some macho dude laying some corn ball line on her last night, saying

(Chorus)
Hi-de-hi-de-hi, brother
Hi-de-hi-de-hey now, Martha
Hi-de-hi-de-hi, sister
Say what, hey you, look out, Martha

(Chorus)
Hi-de-hi-de-hi, brother. (Hi-de-hi-de-hi, brother)
Hi-de-hi-de-ho, sister. (Hi-de-hi-de-hi, yeah)
Hi-de-hi-de-hi. (Hi-de-hi-de-ho, yeah)
Hi-de-hi-de-hi, Martha
Say what, look out, shake it up Martha

Martha say she ain't changin', no nothin' for nobody
For no damn good reason
It's the way that she wants it, it's the way that she gets it
Well, the girl loves playing hardball
It leaves me in a no win situation saying

(Chorus)
Hi-de-hi-de-hi, brother,
Hi-de-hi-de-ho now, Martha.
Hi-de-hi-de-hi, sister.
Say what, look out, Martha.

(Chorus)
Hi-de-hi-de-hi, brother,
Hi-de-hi-de-ho now, Martha.
Hi-de-hi-de-hi, sister.
Say what, hey you look out, Martha.

Martha say she don't need no stinking man making no decisions for her




Written by John Mellencamp

Henry worked at Sears or somewhere
Theo did, too
They both got themselves a van together
Nineteen seventy-two, Ford
Drove around all night long playing music very, very loud
Big noise, all the time
Little legends in a little town

(Chorus)
Moments of time they shared together
Moments of time between two friend
Standing on street corners with shirts unbuttoned
There was a moment in time they swore they were friends to the end

Couple of wild wild boys
They told me they could hear the grass grow
Theo used to say, hey Henry, man
I'm screwin' this cat
You're just holdin' it
I never knew what they was talking about
But they laughed like they both thought it was funny
Theo and weird Henry went chasing after something
And neither one of them believing in nothing

(Chorus)
Moments in time they shared together
Called themselves the "He-man women lovers club"
Throwin' pop bottles against the wall just to get some attention
There was a moment in time they swore they were friends until the end

Theo's out there living it up doing a little earth shaking -somewhere
Henry sent a postcard from a better place
But I can see them both sitting there laughing and breathing
And I can still see that smile on weird Henry's face

(Chorus)
Moments in time they shared together
Moments in time between two friends
Dancing on that old van with their shirts wide open
That was a moment in time they swore they were blood brothers until the end




Written by John Mellencamp

Is this your life, Jackie Brown
Poorly educated and forced to live on the poor side of town
Is this your daughter, Jackie Brown
This pretty little girl
In worn out clothes
That have been hand-me down
Is this your wife, Jackie Brown
With sad blue eyes, walking on eggshells so you don't see her frown
Is this your family, Jackie Brown

Dream of vacationing on a mountain stream
And giving the world more than it gave you
What ugly truths freedom brings
And it hasn't been very kind to you
Is this your life, Jackie Brown

Is this your meal, Jackie Brown
Barely enough, I've seen people throw more than this out
Is this your home, Jackie Brown
This three room shack
With no running water
And the bathroom out back
Is this your grave, Jackie Brown
This little piece of limestone that says another desperate man took himself out
Is this your dream, Jackie Brown

Going nowhere and nowhere fast
We shame ourselves to watch people like this live
But who gives a damn about Jackie Brown
Just another lazy man who couldn't take what was his
One helluva life Jackie Brown
Forevermore, Jackie Brown
Amen and amen - Jackie Brown




Written by John Mellencamp

Never wanted to be no pop singer
Never wanted to write no pop songs
Never had no weird hair to get my songs over
Never wanted to hang out after the show

Pop singer
Pop songs

Never wanted to have my picture taken
Now, who would want to look into these eyes
Just want to make it real - good, bad or indifferent
That's the way that I live and that's the way that I'll die, as a
Pop singer
Of pop songs

Pop singer
Pop songs
Pop singer

Never wanted to be no pop singer
Never want to write no pop songs
Never wanted to have a manager over for dinner
Never wanted to hang out after the show

Pop singer, writing pop songs
Pop singer writing pop songs
Never wanted to be no pop singer, pop songs
A pop singer
Never wanted to write no pop songs




Written by John Mellencamp

There's a void in my heart
I can't seem to fill
Been a parent, had three children
And a big house on the hill
Hundred dollar in my pocket
And it didn't buy a thing
Now there's a void in my heart
And a hole in my dreams

Well I poured miles of concrete
And strung wire for telephones
Dug ditches when I was a young boy
When I first left my parents' home
Sang my songs for millions of people
Sang good and bad news
Now there's a void in my heart
And a fire at my fuse

Well I did everything just like they said
So I could find happiness
Went to school and got a college degree
And at my job I did my best
As I sit here alone tonight
I see a billion just like me
With a void in their hearts and running from eternity

There's a void in my heart I can't seem to fill
I do charity work when I believe in the cause
But in my soul it bothers me still
Hey, Lord, you made me like I am
Can you heal this restlessness
Will there be a void in my heart
When they carry me out to rest




Written by John Mellencamp

The old paper mill stinks up the beaches
As I walk along the ocean shore
I'm just a plain man, thoughts full of creases
Haven't accomplished much, but I dream of more

Mansions in heaven, uh oh, I see myself walking with the King
The angels are descending to wrap me up in red velveteen

I don't control much of my home life
I'm not an old man but I'm not young anymore
Haven't kept in contact with any of my good friends
So I live with strangers and sleep on another man's floor

Mansions in heaven, uh oh, I see myself walking with the King
The angels are descending uh oh to wrap me up in red velveteen

Uh oh

As I pack my suit bag 'cause soon I'll be leaving
Going back to the earth which is where I come from
Withstood the heartache
Kept on believing
It ain't winning or losing
Just the singing of the song

Mansions in heaven, uh oh, I see myself walking with the King
The angels are descending uh oh, to wrap me up in red velveteen
Mansions in heaven I see myself walking with the King
Mansions in heaven, uh oh

The old paper mill stinks up the beaches
As I walk along the ocean shore




Written by John Mellencamp

Never give an inch, that's what I say, son
When it's too tough for everybody else
Hell, it's just right for me
Now, my lips are bleeding
From the selfish things that I've done
And my heart it lies at the bottom of the ocean
Sometimes a great notion

Wanted to make love to my girl
In the backseat of my car
So, I took her to the drive-in picture show
So, I filled her up with
Lies and a strong love potion
And I'm sittin' here watching the movie alone
Sometimes a great notion

Sometimes the best laid plans
Have been known to go astray
So, you better put your seatbelt on
Just like your worst headache
Well, a bad day don't go away
And, you hit the ground running against your emotions
Sometimes a great notion
Sometimes a great notion




Written by John Mellencamp

Country gentleman walked a crooked mile
Got our money in his pocket
Did it all with a very handsome smile
Now, he's livin' it up in a great big office

(Chorus)
He ain't a-gonna help no poor man
He ain't a-gonna help no poor man
He ain't a-gonna help no poor man
He's just gonna help his rich friends

He ain't a-gonna help no women
He ain't a-gonna help no children
He's just gonna help his rich friends

Country gentleman, we see him on T.V.
Glad handin' folks and chattin' to the nation
We never knew what really to believe
Just word upon slogan with emotional connection
And in the papers all we'd ever read is
So and so big-shot signed his resignation
Now, country gentleman he wants us to believe
That he's kind and honest with the best intentions

(Chorus)
He ain't a-gonna help no poor man
He ain't a-gonna help no children
He ain't a-gonna help no women
He's just gonna help his rich friends

Country gentleman, now there's a bird that flew
High above his nation, prayed on its weakness
Picked our bones and threw it in his stew
Thank God he went back to California

(Chorus)
He ain't a-gonna help no poor man
He ain't a-gonna help no children
He ain't a-gonna help no women
He's just gonna help his rich friends




Written by John Mellencamp

Virginia's in the bath house sayin', "Don't drink the water"
And I'm already in the swimmin' pool
The woman in the straw hat said, "The meat ain't worth eatin'"
And sunbathin' here, baby, ain't so cool
There's a hole in the ozone and the rats all got cancer
From too much tartar and nicotine
Well, what kind of world do we live in
When the babysitter treats all the kids so mean

No trespassing will blow your brains out
Will do it with atomic bomb
They're cuttin' down the rain forest and the food here's fattenin'
And I hope there's no satanic message in this song
But, there's Live Aid and Farm Aid and all kind of hand grenades
To help us all get along
Well, what kind of world do we live in
When everything we do turns out so wrong

Well, what kind of world do we live in
When eleven and seven equals two? Yeah
What kind of world do we live in
When you do it to your buddy 'fore he does it to you
Got to do it to your buddy 'fore he does it to you.

ah ah ah
ah ah ah
ah ah ah

The preacher he hands out verse and scripture
Just like he wrote it down himself
Doctors and lawyers got a good thing going
But that ain't no place to go if you need help
There's too much sodium in my heartburn medicine
And I think I need to lay down for awhile
Well, what kind of world do we live in
When everything we do we do with such style

Well, what kind of world do we live in
When eleven and seven equals two? Yeah
What kind of world do we live in
When you do it to your buddy 'fore he does it to you
Got to do it to your buddy 'fore he does it to you
Do it to your buddy 'fore he does it to you
Do it to your buddy 'fore he does it to you




Written by B.B. Cunningham, G. McEwen, J. Master, J. Hunter with additional lyrics by John Mellencamp

I preach my dear friends you are about to receive on John Barley
Corn, nicotine and the temptations of Eve

No parking by the sewer sign
Hotdog my razor broke
Water dripping up the spout
Hey I don't care
Let it all hang out

Hanging from a pine tree by my knees
Sunshine through the shade
Nobody knows what it's all about
It's too much man
Let it all hang out
Let it all hang out
Let it all hang out

Saw a man walking upside down
My TV's on the blink
Make Galileo look like a boy scout
Sorry about that
Let it all hang out

Sleep all day, drive all night
Brain my numb can't stop now
Ain't no doubt
Keep an open mind
Let it all hang out
Let it all hang out
Let it all hang out
Let it all hang out
Let it all hang out

It's raining inside a big brown moon
How does that mess your baby up leg
Eating a Reuben sandwich with sauerkraut
Don't stop now woman
Let it all hang out

Man in the straw house
Sure don't know what he's talkin' about
Don't leave me standing
On the front porch baby
Makes me feel like I'm selling something
Ask me in
Let it all hang out

Let it all hang out
Let it all hang out
Let it all hang out
Let it all hang out
Let it all hang out
Let it all hang out
Let it all hang out
Let it all hang out



13.  Jackie Brown (Acoustic Version - Bonus Track)

ALBUM & PRODUCTION CREDITS:

Lisa Germano - Violin
Kenny Aronoff - Percussion, Drums, Background Vocals
John Cascella - Accordion, Keyboards
Larry Crane - Acoustic Guitar, Mandolin, Electric Guitar
David Grissom - Acoustic Guitar, Electric Guitar
Ross Hogarth - Engineer, Mixer
Georgia Jones - Background Vocals
John Cougar Mellencamp - Producer, Vocals, Mixer
Toby Myers - Bass Guitar, Background Vocals
Pat Peterson - Background Vocals
Crystal Taliefero - Percussion, Background Vocals
Mike Wanchic - Bass Guitar, Dobro, Electric Guitar, Background Vocals, Mixer
Willie Weeks - Bass Guitar
Nancy Arnold - Oboe

 

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