René Innemee: gitaar en zang Pierre Beckers: bas Berni Bovens: drums Michael Hamane: lead gitaar Steve Pittico: lead gitaar Conny Peters: Hammond Joep Servais: Hammond

Teksten THAT'S WHY (Ray Bonneville) I read your letter when the mailman came Your words that told me you love me the same And that’s why, baby that’s why That’s the reason I been drivin’ all night My mind wanders to the good love we had Can’t wait much longer I’m a fool about that That’s why, that’s why That’s the reason I been drivin’ all night You’re on my mind night and day I can’t get no work done Sleep is somethin’ I ain’t seen And I got to make my way back home Yes I got to make my way back home I heard a song on the car radio Harmony like you never heard before And that’s why, that’s why That’s the reason I been driving all night Just passed a diesel ‘bout ninety or so I put the pedal right down to the floor And that’s why, baby that’s why That’s the reason I been driving all night You’re on my mind night and day I can’t get no work done Sleep is somethin’ I ain’t seen And I got to make my way back home, oh yeah Said I got to make my way back home TELEPHONE RINGING (J.C. Fogerty) My telephone’s ringin’, early in the mornin’ Somebody, guessa who? Sweet baby, it’s you! You say you’re callin’ from the station, oh I told you “Hold on” “I’m on my way!” And all I've got to say “I wonder why you had to go, been so long and now I know” Sweet baby dear, everything will be alright ‘Cause I’ve been ringin’ early in the mornin’ Somebody, guessa who? Sweet baby, it’s you! “I wonder why you had to go, been so long and now I know” Sweet baby dear, everything will be alright ‘Cause I’ve been ringin’ early in the mornin’, mornin' Somebody, guessa who? Sweet baby, it’s you! Somebody, guessa who? Sweet baby, it's you! Ooh yeah, baby Sweet baby, it’s all right Oh sweet baby, it's all right RAMBLIN' SKY (Jimmy LaFave) You ask me why my feet are tappin’ I’ve got a twinkle in my eye Maybe baby it’s 'cause I’m happy yes indeed Underneath this big old ramblin’ sky I fell head first without permission Into the horizon open wide Where I will not be forsaken Underneath that big old ramblin’ sky I’ve been north to the hill of three waters Where they mingle and divide Each flows down to its own sweet destiny Underneath the big old ramblin’ sky I know a farm down in the dirt country Where magnetic properties reside And there may be a pathway into the hollow earth Underneath that big old ramblin’ sky You ask me why my feet are tappin’ I’ve got a twinkle in my eye Maybe baby it’s 'cause I’m happy yes indeed Underneath that big, Oh underneath that big, Said underneath that big old ramblin’ sky WHEN YOU’RE AWAY (Sonny Landreth) There are faces everywhere but I walk on In the street the people don’t look real to me Again I’m knocking on this door But nobody’s home Am I the victim of some kind of sorcery When you’re away, time passes slowly When you’re away, I feel so cold When you are gone There’s a space you leave empty When you’re away from me I hear voices everywhere but I walk on I turn around but no one’s standing next to me Maybe the truth is before my eyes But they don’t see Am I blinded by this veil of mystery When you’re away, time passes slowly When you’re away, I feel so cold When you are gone There’s a space you leave empty When you’re away from me When you’re away I feel out of phase A stranger in a land unknown It’s hard to believe you got this spell on me Slipping through the nightlife Going crazy in the street The mardi gras or is it madness Are you behind the mask? I can’t hide from wondering where you are When you’re away, time passes slowly When you’re away, I feel so cold When you are gone, There’s a space you leave empty When you’re away from me TOM DOOLEY (Trad.) Hang down your head Tom Dooley Hang down your head and cry Hang down your head Tom Dooley Poor boy you're bound to die I met her on the mountain There I took her life Met her on the mountain Stabbed her with my knife Hang down your head Tom Dooley Hang down your head and cry Hang down your head Tom Dooley Poor boy you're bound to die This time tomorrow I tell you where I shall be I'll be down in the valley Hangin' from a wild oak tree Hang down your head Tom Dooley Hang down your head and cry Hang down your head Tom Dooley Poor boy you're bound to die TURN IT UP (Todd Snider) Well I'll be sitting here all night long And I’ll be singing that every song I ain't asked for nothing yet Now all I’m asking is just one regret Turn it up, turn it up Dogs cry, I could crallin' too You don’t know what I’ve been trough Turn it up I don't wanna hear what I’m thinkin' tonight I let my woman move in last fall Now she don’t ever let me touch her at all She’s been beggin' me all day I can hear to get out of her way Turn it up, turn it up I think that woman lost her mind Someday I’m afraid she’s gonna cross the line Turn it up I don’t wanna hear what I’m a thinkin’ tonight Well I been walkin' on eggshells baby I've been losin’ my mind She’s been driving me to drinkin’ lately I’m drinking all the time Well I’ve been fighting these angry mobs Hold on a couple dead end jobs Well they can sure keep me down alright They can’t keep me from rockin’ tonight Turn it up, turn it up Dogs cry, I could crallin' too You don’t know what I’ve been through Turn it up I don't wanna hear what I’m thinkin' tonight OH, IT’S YOU (Ray Bonneville) Oh it’s you Well it’s been a while Is it really no'n' I couldn’t sleep at night From a pay phone You say you’re near by On your way home Thought you’d give me a try Oh it’s you You know I’m surprised After all we’ve been through I don’t know if you realize I went way down Into the void That’s why it’s strange now Yes to hear your voice I could say I’m in a hurry That I haven’t got the time But I’d see through my own story I’d hear myself lie I think it’s alright now I think it’s ok now Now that time has gone by Oh it’s you Yes that would be fine I will leave as soon As we hang up the line And you can tell me How things have been And maybe we can be The best of friends KNOCK ON WOOD (Eddie Floyd) I don't want to loose this good thing, Baby, that I've got If I do, I will surely, Surely loose a lot 'Cause your love is better Than any love I know It's like thunder, lightening, The way you love me is frightening I better knock on wood And I'm not superstitious about you I can't take no chance You got me spinning, baby, baby, I'm in a trance 'Cause your love is better Than any love I know It's like thunder, lightening, The way you love me is frightening You better knock on wood I don't want to loose this good thing, Baby, that I've got If I do, I will surely, Surely loose a lot 'Cause your love is better Than any love I know It's like thunder, lightening, The way you love me is frightening You better knock on wood, baby You better knock, knock, knock Oh yeah, you better knock on wood You better knock, knock on wood You better knock on wood Ev'rybody knock, knock, knock on wood You better knock on wood THIS TOWN IS A BUST (Chuck Prophet) They called it voodoo Once upon a town It started with a harmless cough Now he's six feet under ground Some called it murder He spent more than he earned Now you can't get no further When the crooked worm has turned Chorus: Say what you may, do what you must This town 's a bust I'm going home unsatisfied I'm going home for good Now the bodies been identified There goes the neighborhood Got a brand new hiding place For playing solitair Got your self dug in so deep They're pumping in the air Chorus All the pipes are frozen The roofs is falling in No pictures on the wall No doors to kick in Pay phones are bankrupt The rent is over due All the tabs have been cut off And the next rounds on you Chorus I GOT A WOMAN (Ray Charles) Well I’ve got a woman, way over town, she’s good to me oh yeah Say I’ve got a woman, way over town , she’s good to me oh yeah She’s given me lovin’ when I’m in need Yes she’s a kind o' friend, indeed I’ve got a woman, way over town, she’s good to me She’s saved her lovin’ early in the morning, just for me, oh yeah She’s saved her lovin’ early in the morning, just for me, oho yeah She’s saved her lovin’ just for me, oh she loves me, so tenderly Well I got a woman, way over town that's good to me oh yeah She better love me Both day and night Never grump of my fusses Always treat me right Never running in the streets And leaving me alone She knows a woman's place And is always home I got a woman, way over town, she’s good to me oh yeah Now I got a woman, way over town, she’s good to me oh yeah Oh she’s my baby, don't you understand Oh yeah I’m her lovin’ man I got a woman, way over town, that’s good to me, oh yeah Don't you know she's alright She's alright, she's alright You know she's alright She's good to me I got a woman JOE'S BLUES (Todd Snider) We gonna slip on the dark shades for you this time Singing a song, Joe's Blues now You can groove on dope, you can groove on wine If you're trying to catch a groove watching TV man you’re wasting time Well you can do what you want, but you won't get far, You know the only way to groove is on the bass guitar (AHA) You fight to lose bad rhythm, then your’re locked and tied Yeah you roll on over and over, till it sounds exactly right You can learn to sing a lead if you need to be a star But the only way to groove is on the bass guitar 'Cause it fills that body dirty and mean It's down right greasy when the soundman's clean You know the eyes in the room they're all looking at the star, But the buts they're all shaking to the bass guitar (HAHA) You could dress real cool, wearing dark shades You might be slick, sharp and shining like a razorblade Yeah you drive round town in a long black car But the only way to groove is on the bass guitar 'Cause it fills that body dirty and mean It's down right grunge when the soundman's clean You know the eyes in the room they're all looking at the star But the buts they're all shaking to the bass guitar BACK TO BAYOU TECHE (Sonny Landreth) The wind tonight ain't all that cries Leaves like tears fall outside She knows I'm blowing with the season change Looking at me and I heard her say Chorus: Jay, chère, just a little bit longer You'll be gone so long out west Stay, chère, just a little bit longer Do pass back to Bayou Têche The wheel I turn ain't all that moans Crossing this levee's road alone The gravel I bust and the dust I breathe Won't shake her haunting words to me Chorus The road I'm on ain't all that bends My will is breaking down again The Gulf of Mexico to Monterey bay Till I turn myself around I'm gonna hear hear say Chorus GUST OF WIND (Ray Bonneville) Annie said to Lou I’ll be gone come first light When this night is through I must take flight I can’t be Your reason to live And if you look you will see I’m just a gust of wind Gust of wind, so I am Just a gust of wind In a strange land If the ace of hearts Is what you long for One in fifty-two cards That’s what the odds are I heard some advice I can’t recall when Never hold on too tight To a gust of wind A gust of wind, nothing more Just a gust of wind, leavin’ at the door When I first came here I was just wandering Without concern For any one thing I can’t say why It’s just what I’ve seen You can’t run and hide From a gust of wind A gust of wind, that’s all that it is Just a gust of wind, nothing to fear SOLDIERS OF FORTUNE (Sonny Landreth) Burning with a passion turning into greed The wandering fever caught a hold of me Breaking out accross the ocean to faraway lands Where people speak in tongues I don't understand Coming and going Going till I was gone I never meant to hurt you, baby I never meant you wrong Rambled like a story In a tug boat captain's song The delta took me winding off From where I once belonged Choking buses, risky planes Last look exit off the Pontchar train If searching for treasure I'd know what to do Be a soldier of fortune and fight for you Some folks are easy To settle down real nice Some will cut corners For a notch in this life Others they are driven By a restless need I guess that's the thing that sits next to me Choking buses, risky planes Last look exit off the Pontchar train If searching for treasure I'd know what to be A soldier of fortune and fight for thee Burning with a passion turning into greed The wandering fever sure caught a hold of me Rambled like a story From a tug boat captain's song The delta took my winding off From where I once belonged Choking buses, risky planes Last look exit off the Pontchar train If searching for treasure I'd know what to be A soldier of fortune and fight for thee COUNTRY HOME (Neil Young) I don’t like to go down to the flats ‘Cause I can’t park on a hill Instead getting a rolling start I have to pay the bill I guess I need that city life It sure has lots of style But pretty soon it wears me out And I have to think and smile I’m thankful for my country home It gives a peace of mind Somewhere I can walk alone And leave myself behind It’s only someone else’s potatoes You're pickin’ someone else’s patch And if you go down there anyway It very seldom lasts I found that out once long ago And it sure got me confused I still don’t know which way to go To lose those old spot blues I’m thankful for my country home It gives me peace of mind Somewhere I can walk alone And leave myself behind