Neil Young & The Blue Notes – Blue Note Café [2015]

 

[Reprise Records 2015]

Disc: 1

1. Welcome To The Big Room
2. Don’t Take Your Love Away From Me
3. This Note’s For You
4. Ten Men Workin’
5. Life In The City
6. Hello Lonely Woman
7. Soul Of A Woman
8. Married Man
9. Bad News Comes To Town
10. Ain’t It The Truth
11. One Thing
12. Twilight

Disc: 2

1. I’m Goin’
2. Ordinary People
3. Crime In The City
4. Crime Of The Heart
5. Welcome Rap
6. Doghouse
7. Fool For Your Love
8. Encore Rap
9. On The Way Home
10. Sunny Inside
11. Tonight’s The Night

 

Welcome to the big room

Welcome to the big room
Everything’s alright
People, welcome to the big room
‘Cause everything’s alright
It’s alright, it’s alright, it’s alright

Don’t have no cameras in the big room
Too much for one lens to see
Don’t allow no cameras in the big room
Too much for one lens to see
It’s alright, it’s alright, it’s alright

There’s always tellers in the big room
Everyday and every night
There’s always tellers in the big room
Everyday and every night
It’s alright, it’s alright, it’s alright

There’s always dancing in the big room
Everyday and every night
There’s always dancing in the big room
Everyday and every night

It’s alright, it’s alright, it’s alright

There’s always tellin’ in the big room
Everyday and every night
There’s always tellin’ in the big room
Everyday and every night
It’s alright, it’s alright, it’s alright

Yeah, people, welcome to the big room
Everything’s alright
People, welcome to the big room
Everything’s alright
It’s alright, it’s alright, it’s alright

Yeah, people, welcome to the big room
Leave your troubles at the door
People, welcome to the big room
Leave your troubles at the door
It’s alright, it’s alright, it’s alright

 

Don’t Take Your Love Away From Me

There’s just one thing I’m askin’ of you
There’s just one thing, baby, I’m askin’ of you
Don’t ever leave me, baby no matter what you do
There’s just one thing, I’m askin’ of you

Don’t take your love away from me
Don’t take your love away from me
‘Cause if you ever leave me, baby
How wrong you would be
Don’t take your love away from me

When I make a promise you can bet that it’s true
When I make a promise, baby, you can bet that it’s true
So put your chips down, baby, empty your pockets too
‘Cause when I make a promise you can bet that it’s true

Don’t take your love away from me
Don’t take your love away from me
‘Cause if you ever leave me, baby
How wrong you would be
Don’t take your love away from me

Don’t take your love away from me
Don’t take your love away from me
‘Cause if you ever leave me, baby
How wrong you would be
Don’t take your love away from me

 

  This Note’s For You

Don’t want no cash
Don’t need no money
Ain’t got no stash
This note’s for you.

Ain’t singin’ for Pepsi
Ain’t singin’ for Coke
I don’t sing for nobody
Makes me look like a joke
This note’s for you.

Ain’t singin’ for Miller
Don’t sing for Bud
I won’t sing for politicians
Ain’t singin’ for Spuds
This note’s for you.

Don’t need no cash
Don’t want no money
Ain’t got no stash
This note’s for you.

I’ve got the real thing
I got the real thing, baby
I got the real thing
Yeah, alright.

 

Ten Men Workin’

We are men at work
We got a job to do
We gotta keep you rockin’
To keep your soul from the blue

Well, we work all day
Then we work all night
We got to keep you dancin’
We gotta make you feel alright

Ten men workin’
Ten men workin’ tonight

We gotta dig the groove
We’re gonna hammer the blues
You can’t sit down
‘Cause we got a job to do

We gotta dig the groove
We’re gonna hammer the blues
You can’t sit down
‘Cause we’ve got a job to do

Ten men workin’
Ten men workin’ tonight

We are men at work

We got a job to do
We gotta keep you rockin’
To keep your soul from the blues

Well we work all day
And then we work all night
We got to keep you dancin’
We gotta make you feel alright

Ten men workin’
Ten men workin’ tonight

We gotta dig the groove
We’re gonna hammer the blues
And you can’t sit down
‘Cause we got a job to do

We gotta dig the groove
We’re gonna hammer the blues
We can’t sit down
We got a job to do

Ten men workin’
Ten men workin’ tonight

 

Life In The City

People sleepin’ on the sidewalks on a rainy day
Families livin under freeways, it’s the American way
Starvin’ in the city while the farm goes to seed
Murder in the home and crime on the streets

Don’t that trouble you, brother?
Don’t that trouble you, pal?
Don’t that trouble you, sister?
Well, that’s life in the city

All our old hangouts are boarded up and closed
Or being sold to someone, nobody knows
I got a woman that loves me and I love her so
Shes all dressed up now with nowhere to go

Don’t that trouble you, brother?
Don’t that trouble you, pal?

Don’t that trouble you, sister?
Well, that’s life in the city

That’s life in the city

Listen to me people, hear what I have to say
Ever since I was knee high, I rocked my blues away
But people sleepin’ on the sidewalks and families in need
Murder in the home and crime on the streets

Don’t that trouble you, brother?
Don’t that trouble you, pal?
Don’t that kill you, sister?
Well, that’s life in the city

 

Hello Lonely Woman

Well, hello lonely woman
Won’t you take a walk with me
I know a place where we can go
Grab a bite to eat

Hello lonely woman
Are you feelin’ all right?
Well, you look just like heaven
On a clear, clear night

Well, I know you’re a lonely woman
And I know what’s on your mind
I won’t ask you any favors
I’m familiar with your kind

I know you need me
Like a river needs rain
I won’t ask you any favors
Until I pass this way again

Well, hello lonely woman

Won’t you take a walk with me
I know a place where we can go
Grab a bite to eat

Hello lonely woman
Are you feelin’ all right?
Well, you look just like heaven
On a clear, clear night

Well, I know you’re a lonely woman
And I know what’s on your mind
I won’t ask you any favors
I’m familiar with your kind

I know you need me
Like a river needs rain
I won’t ask you any favors
Until I pass this way again

 

Soul Of A Woman

You can’t help nobody, until you help yourself
You can’t help nobody, until you help yourself
Nobody’s going to help you better than somebody else

You know a man needs a woman right by his side
A man needs a woman right by his side
She keeps him warm at night, he keeps her satisfied

Soul of a woman, soul of a man
A perfect combination ever since the world began
Soul of a woman
Soul of a woman, soul of a man

You can’t help nobody, until you help yourself

You can’t help nobody, until you help yourself
Nobody’s going to help you better than somebody else

You know a man needs a woman right by his side
A man needs a woman right by his side
She keeps him warm at night, he keeps her satisfied

Soul of a woman, soul of a man
A perfect combination ever since the world began.
Soul of a woman
Soul of a woman, soul of a man

 

Married Man

Well, I’m a married man
Respect my happy home
I’m a married man
Respect my happy home
Don’t tempt me baby
Stop singin’ stop singin’
Your old song.

Well, I work all day
Take my money back home
Yeah. I work all day
Take my money back home
I ain’t got time to party
Ain’t got time for you
No more.

Well, I’m a married man
Respect my happy home
I’m a married man
Respect my happy home
Don’t tempt me baby
Stop singin’ stop singin’
Your old song.
Well, I’m a married man.

 

Bad News Comes To Town

Bad news is come to town
He’s walking
three feet off the ground
He’s ordering another round.
Bound by his own ideas,
Lost, doesn’t know
where she is found.

Bad news is fighting mad
He went and lost
the biggest prize
he ever had
But a prizefighter
can’t be sad
When he smiles under
golden lights and lamps
Taking daylight fights
again and again.

Bad news is come to town
He’s walking
three feet off the ground
He’s ordering another round.
Bound by his own ideas,
Lost, doesn’t know
where she is gone.

Bad news is fighting mad
He went and lost
the biggest prize
he ever had
But a prizefighter
can’t be sad
When he smiles under
golden lights and lamps
Taking daylight fights
again and again.
Bad news is come to town.

 

Ain’t It The Truth

Ain’t it the truth
Ain’t it the truth, now, baby
Ain’t it the truth, now
What I say?

Eat watermelon
Eat peaches and cream
Eat ripe tomatoes
You know what I mean.

Ain’t it the truth
Ain’t it the truth, now, baby
Ain’t it the truth, now
What I say?

Your majesty
Your curvaceousness
Your highness
Your soulfulness.

Make love to me, babe
Make love to me
Make me feel all right, now
Make me feel so good.
One Thing

When I try
to tell you one thing
You don’t listen
When I try
to tell you one thing
You don’t care.

I think we’re
headed for a heartache
That’s my suspicion
I think we’re
headed for a heartache
That’s how I feel.

And I don’t want
The silent treatment
And I don’t need
To feel the chill.

You know a body feels empty
With no love inside
Yeah, a body feels empty
With no love at all.

I think we’re
headed for a heartache
That’s my suspicion
I think we’re
headed for a heartache
That’s how I feel.

One of these days
You’re gonna wake up
and I’ll be gone
You’ll open your eyes
And see the truth.

When I try
to tell you one thing
You don’t listen
When I try
to tell you one thing baby
You don’t care.

 


Twilight

The sun is setting
on the long road home
And I’ve been gone too long
My little girl’s waitin’
by the front door
I count the minutes
till I hold you once more.

Making love to you
while time stands still
I may be dreamin’,
but I always will
‘Cause I’ll be holding you
When the twilight falls.

Don’t be lonely, don’t be sad
‘Cause you’re the best thing
that I ever had
And true love is so hard to find
And we were lookin’
for such a long time.

Making love to you
while time stands still
I may be dreamin’,
but I always will
‘Cause I’ll be holding you
When the twilight falls.

Don’t be sad,
you’re the best thing
that I ever had.

The sun is settin’
on the long road home.

 

I’m Goin’

Well, I’m goin’, I’m goin’
Goin’ on a downhill slide.
I’m goin’, I’m goin’
Goin’ on a downhill slide.
Things feel so easy
I’m never gonna change my mind.

I’m goin’, I’m goin’, I’m goin’.

Well, ride me babe
Hang on to my hat
Ride me babe
Hang on to my hat
I’ll howl like a wolf
Scream like an alley cat.

I’m goin’, I’m goin’, I’m goin’.

Don’t wanna change my mind.
Don’t wanna reel it in.
Don’t wanna stop
this slidin’ honey
That’s the shape I’m in.

I’m goin’, I’m goin’
on a downhill slide.
Things feels so easy
I’m never gonna change my mind.

I’m goin’, I’m goin’, I’m goin’.

Goin’, goin’,
goin’, goin’, goin’.

I’m goin’ on a downhill slide.

Watch me now, watch me now.

Goin’, goin’,
goin’, goin’, goin’.

 

Ordinary People

Two out of work models and a fashion slave
Try to dance away the Piccolo night

The bartender poured herself another drink
While two drunks were watchin’ the fight
The champ went down and he got up again
Then he went out like a light
Fightin’ for the people

But his timing wasn’t right
The high rollin’ people
Takin’ limos in the neon light
The Las Vegas people
They came to see a Las Vegas fight
Fightin’ for the people

There’s a man in the window with a big cigar
Says everything’s for sale
He had a house and a boat and a railroad car
The owner’s gotta go to jail
He acquired these things from a life of crime
Now he’s sellin’ them to make bail
He was rippin’ off the people

Sellin’ guns to the underground
Livin’ off the people
Skimmin’ the top when there was no one around
Tryin’ to help the people
Lose their ass for a piece of ground
A patch o’ ground people

He was dealin’ antiques in a hardware store
But he sure had a lot to hide
He had a back room full of the guns of war
And a ton ammunition besides
Yeah, he walked with a cane
Kept a bolt on the door with five pit bulls inside
Just a warnin’ to the people

In case they might try to break in at night
Protection from the people
He’s sellin’ safety in the darkest night
Tryin’ to help the people
Get the drugs to the street all right
Tryin’ to help the people

Well, it’s hard to say where a man goes wrong
Might be here and it might be there
What starts out weak might get too strong
If you can’t tell foul from fair
But it’s hard to judge from an angry throng
Of hands stretched up in the air
Vigilante people

Takin’ the law into their own hands
The conscientious people
Crackin’ down on the drug lord and his bands
Government people
Confiscatin’ all the dealer’s land
The patch o’ ground people

A new Rolls Royce, a company car
They were racin’ down the street
Each one was tryin’ to make it to the gate
Before employees manned the fleet
The trucks full of products for the modern home
Were set to roll out into the street of ordinary people

Tryin’ to make their way to work
The downtown people
Some are saints and some are jerks
That’s me, everyday people
Stoppin’ for a drink on their way to work
Alcoholic people, takin’ it one day at a time

Down on the assembly line
They keep puttin’ the same things out
The people today, they just ain’t buyin’
Nobody can figure it out
They try like hell to build a quality in
They’re workin’ hard without a doubt
Ordinary people

But the dollar’s what it’s all about
Lee Iaccoca people
But the customers are walkin’ out
The nose to the stone people
Yeah, they look but they just don’t buy
The patch o’ ground people

In a dusty town the clock struck high noon
Two men stood face to face
One wore black and one wore white
But of fear there wasn’t a trace
A hundred and eighty years later
Two hot rods drag through the very same place
A half million people

They moved in to pick up the pace
A factory full of people
Makin’ parts to go to outer space
A train load of people
They were leavin’ for another place
Out of town people

Down at the factory they’re puttin’ new windows in
The vandals made a mess of things
And the homeless just walked right in
Well, they worked here once and they live here now
But they might work here again
The ordinary people

They’re just livin’ in a dream
Hard workin’ people
Just don’t know what it means
To give up people
They’re just like they used to be
Patch o’ ground people

Out on the railroad track they’re cleanin’ ol’ number nine
They’re scrubbin’ the boiler down
She really is lookin’ fine, a beauty, that number nine
Times’ll be different soon they’re gonna bring her back on line
Ordinary people

They’re gonna bring the good things back
Hard workin’ people
They put the business back on track
The everyday people
I got faith in the regular kind
Patch o’ ground people

 

Crime In The City

Well the cop made the showdown
He was sure he was right
He had all of the lowdown
From the bank heist last night
His best friend was the robber
And his wife was a thief
All the children were killers
They couldn’t get no relief
The bungalow was surrounded
When a voice loud and clear
Said, “Come on out with your hands up
Or we’ll blow you out ofhere.”
There was a face in the window
The TV cameras rolled
Then they cut to the announcer
And the story was told

The artist looked at the producer
The producer sat back
He said, “What we have got here
Is a perfect track
But we don’t have a vocal
And we don’t have a song
If we could get these things accomplished
Nothin’ else could go wrong.”
So he balanced the ashtray
As he picked up the phone
And said, “Send me a songwriter
Who’s drifted far from home
And make sure that he’s hungry
Make sure he’s alone
Send me a cheeseburger
And a new Rolling Stone.”
Yeah

“There’s still crime in the city,”
Said the cop on the beat,
“I don’t know if I can stop it
I feel like meat on the street
They paint my car like a target
I take my orders from ools
Meanwhile some kid blows my head off
Well I play by their rules
That’s why I’m doin’ it my way

I took the law in my hands
So here I am in the alleyway
A wad of cash in my pants
I get paid by a ten year old
He says he looks up to me
There’s still crime in the city
But it’s good to be free.”
Yeah

Now I come from a family
That has a broken home
Sometimes I talk to Daddy
On the telephone
When he says that he loves me
I know that he does
But I wish I could see him
I wish I knew where he was
But that’s the way all my friends are
Except maybe one or two
Wish I could see him this weekend
Wish I could walk in his shoes
But now I’m doin’ my own thing
Sometimes I’m good, then I’m bad
Although my home has been broken
It’s the best home I ever had
Yeah

Well I keep gettin’ younger
My lie’s been funny that way
Before I ever learned to talk
I forgot what to say
I sassed back to my mom
I sassed back to my teacher
I got thrown out of Bible school
For sassin’ back to the preacher
Then I grew up to be a firemaan
Put out every fire in town
Put out anything smokin’
But when I put the hose down
The judge sent me to prison
He gave me life without parole
Wish I never put the hose down
Wish I never got old

 

Crime Of The Heart

When I think about love
Honey, you always
come across my mind
Is it the way that you hold me
Or the way that
you told me love is blind
Well, it’s a crime of the heart
These things I’m
thinking to myself
But I can’t forget you, babe
Just can’t seem to
think of nothing else.

Got a woman at home
A family to feed
Three fine children
They think the Lord of me
Now I’m standing
at the crossroads
Looking for a sign of true love.

Well, I heard that song
Says girls just wanna have fun
Well, I guess I
bought my ticket, honey
‘Cause it feels as if
the ride has just begun
Well, there’s two kinds of love
One is wrong and one is right

But I can’t forget you baby
Can’t forget
the way you hold me tight.

I got a woman at home
A family to feed
Three fine children
They think the Lord of me
Well, I’m standing
at the crossroads
Looking for a sign of true love.

When I think about women
Honey, you always
come across my mind
Is it the way that you told me
The way you told me love is blind
Well, it’s a crime of the heart
These things I’m
thinking to myself now
Can’t forget you, babe
Can’t forget
the way you make me feel.

I got a woman at home
A family to feed
Three fine children
At the crossroads
Looking for a sign of true love.

 

Welcome Rap

 

Doghouse

Well, I came home late one night
And much to my surprise
I was thrown
right across the kitchen floor
She hit me right between the eyes.
Now I’m living
in the doghouse, doghouse
Doghouse, doghouse,
Doghouse, doghouse.

I was out with a friend of mine
We were feeling mighty fine
And we sure was movin’ fast
And I didn’t make it back on time
And she put me
in the doghouse, doghouse
Doghouse, doghouse,
Doghouse, doghouse.

I had a big tall red
with one of my friends

He was feeling mighty fine
When I came home late that night
She hit me right between the eyes
And she put me
in the doghouse, doghouse
Doghouse, doghouse,
Doghouse, doghouse.

She put me in the doghouse,
Doghouse, doghouse,
I’m living in the doghouse,
Doghouse, doghouse,
Doghouse, doghouse.

So if you find yourself
in a party mood
Let your conscience be your guide
Don’t be like me and let Lefty win
Or you’ll find yourself outside
Living in the doghouse, doghouse
Doghouse, doghouse,
Doghouse, doghouse.

 

Fool For Your Love

All through the lonesome night I tossed and I turned
Lost in these dreams of you since the day I learned
How could you give yourself to another man
A fool for your love, fool for your love, fool for your love

Look how your eyes have changed, all the love has gone
Where did I lose you babe, what did I do wrong
How could you give yourself to another man
I’m a fool for your love, fool for your love, fool for your love

Now you won’t say goodbye
But you don’t want to stay
I never thought that I
Would lose you this way

A fool for your love

All through the lonesome night I tossed and I turned
Lost in these dreams of you since the day I learned
How could you give yourself to another man
A fool for your love, fool for your love, fool for your love

A fool for your love, I hold on your love
I’m just a fool in love with you
I’m a fool, fool for your love
I’m just a fool for your love
I’m a fool for you

 


Encore Rap

 

On The Way Home

When the dream came
I held my breath
with my eyes closed
I went insane,
Like a smoke ring day
When the wind blows
Now I won’t be back
till later on
If I do come back at all
But you know me,
and I miss you now.

In a strange game
I saw myself as you knew me
When the change came,
And you had a
Chance to see through me
Though the other side
is just the same
You can tell
my dream is real
Because I love you,
can you see me now.

Though we rush ahead
to save our time
We are only what we feel
And I love you,
can you feel it now.

 

Sunny Inside

Don’t need drugs,
don’t want money
You come along
and shook me honey
All I want is
you right by my side

With our love taken care of
From now on I ain’t scared of
Lonely nights, I can
kiss those days good-bye.

Although we walk in the rain
My heart feels sunny inside
With you babe.

Long blonde hair, blue blue eyes
Come on baby, please don’t cry
Talk to me,
let me know it’s alright.

Although we walk in the rain
My heart feels sunny inside
With you babe.

Feel sunny inside
Sunny inside.

All day long
I will sing my song to you
All day long
I can sing this song to you.

 

Tonight’s The Night

Tonight’s the night,
tonight’s the night
Tonight’s the night,
tonight’s the night
Tonight’s the night,
tonight’s the night
Tonight’s the night,
tonight’s the night.

Bruce Berry was a working man
He used to load that Econoline van.
A sparkle was in his eye
But his life was in his hands.

Well, late at night
when the people were gone
He used to pick up my guitar
And sing a song in a shaky voice
That was real as the day was long.

Tonight’s the night, yes it is,
tonight’s the night
Tonight’s the night, yes it is,
tonight’s the night.

Early in the mornin’
at the break of day
He used to sleep
until the afternoon.
If you never heard him sing
I guess you won’t too soon.

‘Cause people let me tell you
It sent a chill
up and down my spine
When I picked up the telephone
And heard that he’d died
out on the mainline.

Tonight’s the night,
tonight’s the night
Tonight’s the night,
tonight’s the night.

Bruce Berry was a working man
He used to load that Econoline van.
Well, early in the morning
at just about the break of day
He used to sleep
until the afternoon.

Tonight’s the night, yes it is,

tonight’s the night
Tonight’s the night,
tonight’s the night
Tonight’s the night,
tonight’s the night
Tonight’s the night,
tonight’s the night.

 

Band:
Neil Young – guitar & vocals

Bluenote Café:
Rick Rosas – bass
Chad Cromwell – drums
Frank Sampedro – keyboards
Steve Lawrence – lead tenor saxophone
Ben Keith – alto saxophone
Larry Cragg – baritone saxophone
Claude Cailliet – trombone
Tom Bray – trumpet
John Fumo – trumpet
Billy Talbot – bass
Ralph Molina – drums