The Black Keys - The Big Come Up
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Release date: 20 May 2002
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- Do the Rump
- I'll Be Your Man
- The Breaks
- Run Me Down
- Leavin' Truck
- Heavy Soul
- She Said, She Said
- Them Eyes
- Brooklyn Bound
- 240 Years Before Your Time
- Apr 3, 2008
Attack & Release
- Mar 28, 2008
Blues rockers begin the jaunt on June 2
Band stream 'Brothers' before official release
The blues-rock duo start the gig-run in Iowa on April 8
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Well I hate to leave you, hate to put you down
But that way you love darling, no I'm Brooklyn bound
I ain't got no money, no house on that hill
But that way you love darling, no you give me my fare
Said I want you here with me, darlin' I need you
Can you see I got the yearnin'
We've all day, I want your love, your special way
I love, I love your smile, oh darlin' don't you drive me wild
Hey, can you see my cryin'
Hey, don't you see me dyin'
When I look into them eyes
Lean forward slightly, look straight at the speaker
And listen with a sparkle in your eye
As though you might be thinking
"Gee, this is the most wonderful thing I've ever heard in all my life"
She said, "I know what it's like to be dead
I know what it is to be sad"
And she's making me feel like I never was born
Run me down in the winter, run me down spring
Got to the place, can't do a goddamn thing
But after a while, you ain't gonna run me down anymore
Goin' upstairs to pack my leavin' trunk
I ain't seen no whiskey, woman make me sloppy
Seen no whiskey, woman made me drunk
Need a new love, yeah I'm ready
Want my time, yeah I'm willing yeah
'Cause I'm the one who's gonna show
When there's nobody
Hear her calling, come to me
Thought of her won't let me be
Go to the valley, climb the hill
Whatever it takes darling, you know I will
Hey now baby - Let's do the rump
Yeah darling - Lets do the rump
Well it's one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine
Count down the times I tried make you mine
Well, I'm busted
Yes, I'm busted
But my heart
Won't let me die
But there is one voice that has never been heard before,
The voice of old Mr. World himself,
The way he might sound if he could speak to us in our own language.