In The Pocket
Released: June 1976
Last new recording for Warner Bros.
In The Pocket
- Shower The People
Shower The People
You can play the game
You can act out the part
Though you know it wasn’t written for you
Tell me how do you stand there
With your broken heart
All ashamed of playing the foolBut one thing can lead to another
It doesn’t take any sacrifice
Oh, father and mother and sister and brother
If it feels nice don’t think twiceJust shower the people you love with love
Show them the way that you feel
Things are gonna turn out fine
If we only will
If we only will
Just shower the people
Show them the way that you feel
Things are gonna be much better
If you only willYou can run but you cannot hide
This is widely known
Yes, and what you plan to do with your foolish pride
When you’re all by yourself alone
Once you tell somebody the way that you feel
You can feel it beginning to ease
I think it’s true what they say about the squeaky wheel
Rascal’s always getting the greaseBetter to shower the people you love with love
Show them the way that you feel
Things are gonna turn out right
If we only will
If we only will
Oh, just shower the people you love with love
Show them the way that you feel
Things are gonna be much better
If you only willShower the people you love with love
Show them the way that you feel
(Shower the people you love with love)
Show them the way that you feel
They say in every life
(Shower the people you love with love)
They say that the rain must fall
(Show them the way that you feel)
Just like pouring down rain, pouring down rain, make it rain
(Show them the way that you feel)Make it rain
(Shower the people you love with love)
Make it rain
(Show them the way that you feel)Make it rain
(Shower the people you love with love)
Love, love, love is sunshine
(Show them the way that you feel)Shower the people you love with love
Show them the way that you feel
Things are gonna be much better
If you only will - A Junkie’s Lament
A Junkie’s Lament
Ricky’s been kicking the gong
Lickety split didn’t take too long
A junkie’s sick
A monkey’s strong
That’s what’s wrongWell, I guess he’s been messing around downtown
So sad to see the man losing ground
Winding down behind closed doors
On all foursMama, don’t you call him my name
He can’t hear you anymore
And even if he seems the same to you
That’s a stranger to your door
Ask him what’s he come here forOh my God, a monkey can move a man
Send him to hell
And home again
With an empty hand in the afternoon
Shooting for the moonIt’s halfway sick
And it’s halfway stoned
He’d sure like to kick
But it’s too far gone
They wind him down with the methadone
He’s all on his ownBut baby, don’t you throw your love away
I hate to seem unkind
It’s only that I understand the man
That the monkey can leave behind
I used to think he was a friend of mine - Money Machine
Money Machine
When I was just a child
My life was, oh, so simple
And the ways of the great world
Seemed strange and funny
Then when I was a young man
I learned of that machine
That turns out all those bails of precious moneyNow you can measure your manhood by it
You can get your children to try it
You can bring your enemies to their knees
With the possible exception of the North VietnameseIt takes a strong hit from the money machine
Sitting on top, on top of the world
Strong hit from the money machine
Sitting on top, on top of the worldGeneral Motors and IBM
AFL-CIO and all the king’s men
When I began the game
See me singing ’bout fire and rain
Let me just say it again
I’ve seen fives and I’ve seen tensIt was a strong hit from the money machine
Sitting on top, on top of the world
Strong hit from the money machine
Settle up top, on top of the world
(Money, money, money)
(Give me that dough)
(Mine, mine, mine)
Been living in the lap of luxury too long
Please, Mr. DJ, won’t you play my song
Maybe my baby will listen on the radio
Come back home to me
Help me spend my doughI need a strong hit from the money machine
Sitting on top, on top of the goddamn world
I need a strong hit from the money machine
Strong hit from the money machine
Sitting on top, on top of the world
Money, money, money - Slow Burning Love
Slow Burning Love
It was a hot and sultry day
Somewhen in early September
I don’t hardly remember the day
Just the way the sun beat down
Upon the bay, babyI did not even need to know your name
It was, oh, so plain to see
That you had eyes for me
Halfway open, halfway closed
Half naked eyes for me, babyIt was a slow burning love
A fair-weather love affair
A slow burning, smouldering love
For you and I
And like the sun on the edge of the Western sky
It diedOh, the lights of the city were close at hand
I might just as well have been another man
You might just as well have been another girl
It might just as well have been another worldIt was a slow burning love
A fair-weather love affair
A slow burning, smouldering love
For you and I
And like the sun on the edge of the Western sky
It diedSlow burning love…
- Everybody Has The Blues
Everybody Has The Blues
Poor puppy, you look so sad
I guess you think that no one ever
Felt so bad beforeEverybody has the blues
Everybody has the blues
Everybody knows the way that you feel todayEverybody gets to sit and cry
Everybody gets to wonder why
Everybody gets to watch the sky turn greyMaybe you lost your job
Maybe you lost your girl
Maybe you feel like you’re losing your mind
That’s not the end of the worldEverybody gets to feel some pain
Everyone got to get to caught out in the rain
Everybody got some days that they can’t explainEverybody got the blues
Everybody has the blues
Everybody knows the way that you feel today - Daddy’s All Gone
Daddy’s All Gone
I don’t have much to say
Thought I’d call you up anyway
Just to try to show you the way
That I feel today
Oh, I miss you, babyI sure am on the road
I don’t need to say much more
Just the same old well-known stranger
That I was before
It seems like yesterday nowDaddy’s all gone
Only ’bout halfway home
He’s holdin’ on to the telephone
Singin’ please
Don’t make this show go onThere’s a bus every other hour
There’s even the midnight train
But that don’t leave me the power
To see your face again
It’s not that simple, babyThere’s a room full of smiling faces
There’s a man standing by the door
Says it’s time to change our places
Get down on the floor
Time to kill them, babyDaddy’s all gone
Only ’bout halfway home
He’s holdin’ on to the microphone
Singin’ please
Don’t make this show go on - Woman’s Gotta Have It
Woman’s Gotta Have It
Once upon a time a good friend of mine
Told me to tell y’all what I say today
Do the things that keep a smile on her face
Say the words that make her feel better ev’ry day
You bet you better keep on you Ps and Qs
If you don’t the woman you can easily lose
Oh, I had a love, a true love and I lost it
No one seems to understand about the pain that it cost meWoman’s got to have it
I believe that I should know
She’s got to know that she’s that she’s needed around
When you kiss her
You got to make her feel it everyday, boy
She’s got to know that she’s not walking on shaky ground
Think it overDon’t take for granted the smile upon her face
Check a little bit closer, you might find a tear trace
Maybe the little girl never said a mumbling word
But she’s got to know that her voice is heard
Oh, I had a love, it was a true love and I lost it
Now I’m suffering all this pain that the true love cost meA woman’s got to have it
I believe
She’s got to know that she’s that she’s needed around
When you kiss her
You got to let her feel it everyday, boy
She’s got to know that she’s not walking on shaky groundSo if you’ve got a love
And maybe you’ve got eyes to keep her
You’ve got to give her what she wants when she wants it
Where she wants it (all right)
How she wants it
And every doggone time she thinks she needs itYour woman needs it
The same as mine
A woman got to have it
From time to time - Captain Jim’s Drunken Dream
Captain Jim’s Drunken Dream
Well you country fools in your one horse town you can laugh at me
but it’s plain as rain that you’ve never been down to the southern sea
To see me now is like watching a fish swimmin on dry land
I only wish you could see me down in the islands
Mister, that’s my home.
What a fool I was to leave the only happiness I’ve knownYou see me coming, you wink your eye and call me Captain Jim
And when I don’t do nothin’ but walk on by you say baby get a load of himAll I need is the sea and the sky and I know where I stand
Instead of you hicks straight out of the sticks deciding I ain’t a man
You’ll never understandUp here I’m a whisky bum but down there I’m a king
Sounds just like the angels up in heaven
When they sing
Welcome home, welcome home
Such a sight to see
Instead of some salvation army sister
Singing “Nearer My God To Thee”Now I know that yankee whisky has taken away my mind
and I know that rum is the only drink suitable to mankind
and I know this tree I’m under is shaped entirely wrong
I need to see a gentle palm tree and I won’t wait to long
I can feel that it’s coming on strongThe first cold wind of winter is flapping in my clothes
Showing me the way with the direction that it blows
Welcome home, welcome home - Don’t Be Sad ‘Cause Your Sun Is Down
Don’t Be Sad ‘Cause Your Sun Is Down
Don’t be sad ’cause your sun is down
You can rise above it
Don’t be sad ’cause you’re on your own
You have to learn to love it
Don’t be sad ’cause your sun is down
You’re gonna find your way
Don’t be sad ’cause your day is done
There’s another day, everyday(Chorus)
Everyday I wake up just the same
Waiting for something new
Every night I have myself to blame
For the dreams that haven’t come true
But especially today I’m feeling blueDon’t be sad ’cause your son is down
Little mama he’s bound to feel it
Don’t be sad ’cause your boy is blue
It wouldn’t do to conceal it from you
Don’t be sad ’cause your sun is down
The night doesn’t need your sorrow
Don’t be sad ’cause the light is gone
Just keep your mind on tomorrow and carry on– Chorus –
- Nothing Like A Hundred Miles
Nothing Like A Hundred Miles
I have tried to forget about you
And all the plans that we had planned
Yes, and I’m bound to leave this town
I don’t care where I may landIf what they’re telling me is true
And you have found somebody new
To love you
There ain’t but one thing I can do, baby
To save my heart from being broken in two by you
Baby, I’m moving throughThere’s nothing like a hundred miles
Between me and trouble in my mind
There’s nothing like a hundred miles
Show me the yellow line
There’s nothing like a hundred miles
When I’m only passing through
There’s nothing like a hundred miles
To make me forget about you
Forget about you, babyDon’t we like our found farewells
And don’t we like to keep our good-byes
Nice and clean
You may wish I’d go to hell
While you tell me what a pleasure it’s been
So long, baby, I’m moving onThere’s nothing like a hundred miles
Between me and trouble in mind
There’s nothing like a hundred miles
Somebody show me the yellow line
There’s nothing like a hundred miles
When I’m only passing through
There’s nothing like a hundred miles
To make me forget about you
Forget about youI have tried to forget about you
Baby, I have failed
Just as long as I stay in Houston
I will - Family Man
Family Man
Woah Jocko, don’t expect me
To come out drinking, messin’ around
Spending my time
With a bunch of crazy people
Yes, I been there before
I don’t need to go back no moreI’m just a family man
Like it or not
I am a family man
I’m a-holding onto what I’ve got
I’m a family man
Right by damn
Finally, find out what I am
Is a family manAnd don’t expect me
To hit the road
At a moment’s notice
Without my suitcase
With some crazy bunch of strangers
In some unknown car
I’m just not willing to go that farThe life I used to lead was a little too frantic
I guess I just got eyes to grow old and grey
And if what I have in mind isn’t super romantic
I guess I always saw myself this wayI’m just a family man
Like it or not
Said I’m a family man
Holding onto what I’ve got
I’m a family man
Right by damn
I, finally, find out what I am
Is a family manSears and Roebuck
Howard Johnson
Colonel Sanders
Station wagon
Briggs and Stratton
Second mortgage
If I can ever lose my blues
Walk on over and turn on the TV
What I’d like to do is lie down on the sofa
Later on
I might walk my dog, baby
Bo Diddley’s a family man - Golden Moments
Golden Moments
Now if all my golden moments
Could be rolled into one
They would shine just like the sun
For a Summer day
And after it was over
We could have it back again
With credit to the editor
For striking out the rain (very clean)
And all it really needed
Was the proper point of viewNo one’s gonna bring me down
No one’s gonna stop me nowNow I gathered up my sorrows
And I sold them all for gold
And I gathered up the gold
And I threw it all away
It all went for a good time and a song (come on)
The laughter was like music
It did float my soul along for awhile
And all it really needed was the proper point of viewNo one’s gonna reach me here
No one’s gonna know I’m goneYou may think I might be crazy
And I guess you might be right
But I know the way I feel today is out of sight
I do not trust my senses to remember your name
Without corrective lenses
Things are never twice the same anyway
And all it really needed
Was the proper point of viewNo one’s gonna bring me down
No one’s gonna stop me now
No one’s gonna reach me here
No one’s gonna know I’m gone