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Bon Jovi lyrics
Album: Blaze of Glory [1990]
| Billy Get Your Guns | |
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(Lyrics & Music by: Jon Bon Jovi)
I just seen trouble
He's calling out your name tonite
Billy get your guns
You could walk away
But I know you were born to fight
So Billy get your guns
The bandeleros are strung out
In the promenade
Billy get your guns
And the wind whispers softly
That the devil's to blame
Billy get your guns
Billy get your guns
There's trouble blowing like a hurricane
Billy get your guns
That's the price on your head for the price of fame
And it'll never change
Billy get your guns
There's a whiskey bottle empty
Sittin' on the bar
Billy get your guns
And some organ grinder singing
About some sucker moving on
Billy get your guns
All the whores are hanging out
Waiting to get paid
Billy get your guns
From some Johnny on the spot who said
Hey keep the change baby
Billy get your guns
Billy get your guns
There's trouble blowing like a hurricane
Billy get your guns
That's the price on your head for the price of fame
And it'll never change
They christened you with whiskey
And there's fire running through your veins
Well you're an outlaw just the same
And every night a bullet wears your name
Billy get your guns
There's trouble blowing like a hurricane
Billy get your guns
That's the price on your head for the price of fame
And it'll never change
I've seen a hangman dancing
Beneath the pale moonlight
Billy get your guns
And every stranger that you meet
Thinks it's his lucky night
Billy get your guns
I don't envy you Billy
But I want to say
You better get your guns
'Cause every outlaw that's died
Will live to ride again
Billy get your guns
Billy get your guns
There's trouble blowing like a hurricane
Billy get your guns
That's the price on your head for the price of fame
And it'll never change
Billy get your guns
Drums: "HANDSOME" KENNY ARONOFF
Hand claps: THE RUNNERS
Bass: RANDY "LOVE MAN" JACKSON
Piano: ELTON JOHN
Organ: BENMONT TENCH
Guitars: DANNY KORTCHMAR
Guitars: ALDO NOVA
Guitar solo: JEFF BECK
Vocals: JON BON JOVI
(c) 1990 Bon Jovi Publishing / PRI Music, Inc. (ASCAP)
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| Miracle | |
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(Lyrics & Music by: Jon Bon Jovi)
A penny for your thoughts now baby
Looks like the weight of the world's
On your shoulders now
I know you think you're going crazy
Just when it seems everything's gonna work itself out
They drive you right back down
And you said it ain't fair that a man walks
When a bird can fly
We have to kick the ground
The stars kiss the sky
They say that spirits live
A man has to die
They promised us truth
Now they're giving us lies
Gonna take a miracle
To save us this time
And your savior has just left town
Gonna need a miracle
Cause it's all on the line
And I won't let you down
(No I won't let you down)
The river of your hope is flooding
And I know the dam is busted
If you need me I'll come running
I won't let you down... no, no
You're looking for salvation
You thought that it'd be shining
Like an angel's light
Well the angels left this nation
And salvation caught the last train out tonight
He lost one hell of a fight
He said I'm just one man, that's all I'll ever be
I never can be everything you wanted from me
I've got big plans, so big that any blind man could see
I'm standing in the river now I'm drawning in the sea
Gonna take a miracle to save us this time
And your savior has just left town
Gonna need a miracle
Cause your heart's on the line
And your heartbeat is slowing down
Your feet are grounded still
You're reaching for the sky
You can let'em clip your wings
Cause I believe that you can flight
Well my eyes have seen the horror
Of the coming of the flood
I've driven deep thorny crown
Into the soul of someone's son
Still I'll look you in the eye
Cause I've believed in things I've thought
And I'll die without regret
For the wars that I have fought
Gonna take a miracle to save you this time
And your savior has just left town
Gonna need a miracle
'Cause your heart's doing time
And your conscience is calling you out
It ain't all for nothing
Life ain't written in the sand
I know the tide is coming
But it's time to make a stand
With a miracle...
Drums: KENNY ARONOFF
Bass: RANDY JACKSON
Organ: BENMONT TENCH
Accordian: PHIL PARLAPIANO
Guitar & keyboards: ALDO NOVA
Guitars: DANNY KORTCHMAR
Guitar solo: JEFF BECK
Acoustic guitar and vocals: JON BON JOVI
Backing vocals: MYRNA MATTHEWS, JULIA WATERS, MAXINE WATERS
(c) 1990 Bon Jovi Publishing / PRI Music, Inc. (ASCAP)
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| Blaze Of Glory | |
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(Lyrics & Music by: Jon Bon Jovi)
I wake up in the morning
And I raise my weary head
I've got an old coat for a pillow
And the earth was last night's bed
I don't know where I'm going
Only God knows where I've been
I'm a devil on the run
A six gun lover
A candle in the wind
When you're brought into this world
They say you're born in sin
Well at least they gave me something
I didn't have to steal or have to win
Well they tell me that I'm wanted
Yeah, I'm a wanted man
I'm a colt in your stable
I'm what Cain was to Abel
Mister catch me if you can
I'm going down in a blaze of glory
Take me now but know the truth
I'm going out in a blaze of glory
Lord I never drew first
But I drew first blood
I'm no one's son
Call me young gun
You ask about my conscience
And I offer you my soul
You ask if I'll grow to be a wise man
Well I ask if I'll grow old
You ask me if I've known love
And what it's like to sing songs in the rain
Well I've seen love come
And I've seen it shot down
I've seen it die in vain
Shot down in a blaze of glory
Take me now but know the truth
Cause I'm going down in a blaze of glory
Lord I never drew first
But I drew first blood
I'm the devil's son
Call me young gun
Each night I go to bed
I pray the lord my soul to keep
No I ain't looking for forgiveness
But before I'm six foot deep
Lord, I got to ask a favour
And I hope you'll understand
Cause I've lived life to the fullest
Let this boy die like a man
Staring down a bullet
Let me make my final stand
Shot down in a blaze of glory
Take me now but know the truth
I'm going out in a blaze of glory
Lord I never drew first
But I drew first blood
And I'm no one's son
Call me young gun
I'm a young gun
Drums & Percussion: KENNY ARONOFF
Bass: RANDY JACKSON
Organ: BENMONT TENCH
Guitar solo: JEFF BECK
Electric and acoustic guitars, keyboards: ALDO NOVA
12-string acoustic and electric guitars, piano and vocals: JON BON JOVI
(c) 1990 Bon Jovi Publishing / PRI Music, Inc. (ASCAP)
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| Blood Money | |
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(Lyrics & Music by: Jon Bon Jovi)
Hey Petty Garrett that's what I used to call you
They tell me you want me but I hear they've got you
They made you a lawman with a badge made of silver
They paid you some money to sell them my blood
But you say:
This ain't about me, this ain't about you
Or the good and the bad times we've both been through
When the lines between brothers
And justice have changed
You do what you've got to
Cause you can't walk away
I wonder what would have happened if you were the killer
And I was the hero - would things be the same
Or would I have traded your life for my own life
Would I have paid your debts in your place
But this ain't about me, this ain't about you
Or the good and the bad times we've both been through
When the lines between brothers and justice have changed
You do what you've got to 'cause you can't walk away
Blood money
That's what I call it
Cause money for blood ain't no fair exchange
Blood money
Bought and then sold you
But your conscience is all you can take to your grave
Percussion: KENNY ARONOFF
Acoustic guitar: ALDO NOVA
Acoustic guitar: DANNY KORTCHMAR
Accordian: PHIL PARLAPIANO
Harmonica and vocals: JON BON JOVI
(c) 1990 Bon Jovi Publishing / PRI Music, Inc. (ASCAP)
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| Santa Fe | |
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(Lyrics & Music by: Jon Bon Jovi)
They say that no man is an island
And good things come to those who wait
But the things I hear are these just to remind me
Every dog will have his day
The spirits they intoxicate me
I watched them infiltrate my soul
They try to say it's too late for me
Tell my guns I'm coming home
I swear I'm gonna live forever
Tell my Maker he can wait
I'm riding somewhere south of heaven
Heading back to Santa Fe
It's judgement day in Santa Fe
Once I was promissed absolution
There's only one solution for my sins
You got to face your ghosts and know with no illusions
That only one of you is going home again
And I blame this world for making a good man evil
It's this world that can drive a good man mad
And it's this world that turns a killer into a hero
Well I blame this world for making a good man bad
Now I ain't getting into heaven
If the devil has his way
I swear I'm gonna live forever
Heading back to Santa Fe
Got debts to pay in Santa Fe
It's judgement day in Santa Fe
So I save a prayer for when I need it most
To the Father, Son and the Holy Ghost
And sign it from a sinner with no name
When I meet my Maker will he close the book
On the hearts I broke and the lives I took
Will he walk away 'cause my soul's too late to save
Now I ain't getting into heaven
If the devil has his way
I swear I'm gonna live forever
Heading back to Santa Fe
Got debts to pay in Santa Fe
It's judgement day in Santa Fe
Drums: KENNY ARONOFF
Bass: BOB GLAUB
Organ & piano: BENMONT TENCH
Acoustic guitar: ALDO NOVA
Acoustic guitar: DANNY KORTCHMAR
Electric guitar, guitar solo and vocals: JON BON JOVI
String arrangement: ALAN SILVESTRI and ALDO NOVA
(c) 1990 Bon Jovi Publishing / PRI Music, Inc. (ASCAP)
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| Justice In The Barrel | |
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(Lyrics & Music by: Jon Bon Jovi)
Hey, Mister can you help me
I'm a loner on the run
I'm just looking for tomorrow
And I ain't gonna hurt no one
I jumped head first into a bottle
I was looking for a friend
Came up just short of nothing
I didn't find the truth I only found an end
So tell me who's gonna save me
Or my father or my son
When the only justice a man can see
Is the barrel... of a loaded gun
I been broke and I've been hungry
I think they are both my middle name
But I don't never ever never seem to get enough
Still I guess I can't complain
Cause what you get in life you take it
You've gotta hold on and make it last
They say good things come to those who wait
But it's life that goes so fast
And when there's just one rule you live by
Each day you kiss the rising sun
When you live and die by the life we breathe
In the barrel of a loaded gun
Guns talk to me in my sleep at night
And a gun somewhere is burning with my name
Winners are losers and losers will have to face
All those yesterdays and all of the dreams they blew away
So Mister can you help me
Or are you my gun
Have the ghosts of justice
Brought you here to me
To taste the barrel of a loaded gun
There's justice in the barrel
Of a loaded gun
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| Never Say Die | |
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(Lyrics & Music by: Jon Bon Jovi)
As we stood there older than the man
And younger than the boys (that's right)
We were as still as the wind
That blows on a hot August night
And you were lonesome as a jukebox
But deadly just the same
I could be as gently as a newborn
Then spit into the eye of a hurricane
And we knew how to laugh
And we knew how to cry
Yeah, we sure knew how to live
But we don't ever
Never say die
Never say die
I guess you'd say we had a pact
These words we knew so well (that's right)
Still the reminder unspoken
And we'd take them to the fiery gates of hell
Once I was afraid of love
But when it's your brother those things change
Cause love is just another word for trust
So hear me when I say
Never say die
Never say no
You got to look them in the eye
And don't let go
When it's your own blood you'll bleed
And your own tears you'll cry
When you're brought up to believe
That it's the strong who survive
Never say die
Yeah, and we could run like lightning
Through the pouring rain
And we'll be standing like a soldier
Who comes marching home again
They ask what it is that I want written
On the gravestone where I'll lie
Tell them it's just my bones that died there
So save the tears they'll cry
My spirit is still riding somewhere
Somewheres in this night
When it's these three words that come to me
As I kiss this world goodbye
Never say die
Never say no
You got to look them in the eye
And don't let go
When it's your own blood you'll bleed
And your own tears you'll cry
When you're brought up to believe
That it's the strong who survive
Never say die
Never say die (that's right)
Drums: KENNY ARONOFF
Bass: RANDY JACKSON
Organ: BENMONT TENCH
Guitar: DANNY KORTCHMAR, ALDO NOVA
Guitar solo: JEFF BECK
Acoustic guitar: ROBIN CROSBY
Acoustic guitar & vocals: JON BON JOVI
(c) 1990 Bon Jovi Publishing / PRI Music, Inc. (ASCAP)
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| You Really Got Me Now | |
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(Lyrics & Music by: Jon Bon Jovi)
You're dancing with your shadow
You been talking in your sleep
Well you can walk on water
But don't want to wet your feet
You really got me
You really got me now
I don't know how you do it
But you really put me through it
You got me
You say you talk to everyone
Who's anyone in town
But they don't recognize you
With your foot out of your mouth
You really got me
You really got me now
I don't know how you do it
But you really put me through it
You got me
Who am I to judge a man
Who says that he's his own biggest fan
It's true
You brought a knife out to a gunfight
And you're shouting that I'm dead
My old friends Smith and Wessen
Think you're in over your head
You really got me
You really got me now
You know I don't know how you do it
But you really put me through it
You got me now
You really got me
You really got me now
You know I don't know how you do it
But you really put me through it
You got me now
Drums: KENNY ARONOFF
Piano & vocals: LITTLE RICHARD
Piano: BENMONT TENCH
Slide guitar: WADDY WACHTEL
Tambourine: ALDO NOVA
Acoustic guitar: DANNY KORTCHMAR
Acoustic guitar & vocals: JON BON JOVI
(c) 1990 Bon Jovi Publishing / PRI Music, Inc. (ASCAP)
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| Bang A Drum | |
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(Lyrics & Music by: Jon Bon Jovi)
I went to see the preacher
To teach me how to pray
He looked at me and smiled
Then that preacher turned away
He said if you want to tell him something
You ain't gotta fold your hands
Say it with your heart, your soul and believe it
And I'd said amen
Bang a drum for the sinners
Bang a drum for his sins
Bang a drum for the losers
And those who win
Bang a drum bang it loudly
Or as soft as you need
Bang a drum for yourself son
And a drum for me
I called upon my brother
Just the other day
He said: John I'm gonna die
If I don't start to live again
I work each day and night like clockwork
Just trying to make ends meet
I could kick this bad world's ass if I could
Just get on my feet
I'd bang a drum for the lying
Bang a drum for the truth
Bang a drum for the innosence
Lost in our youth
Bang a drum bang it loudly
Or as soft as you need
Bang a drum for you brother
And a drum for me
I don't know where
All the rivers run
I don't know how far
I don't know how come
But I'm gonna die believing
Each step that I take
Ain't worth the ground that we walk on
If we don't walk it our own way
Now I don't claim to be a wyseman
A poet or a saint
I'm just another man who's searching
For a better way
But my heart beats loud as thunder
For the things that I believe
Sometimes I wanna run for cover
Sometimes I want to scream
Bang a drum for tomorrow
Bang a drum for the past
Bang a drum for the heroes
That won't come back
Bang a drum for the promise
Bang a drum for the lies
Bang a drum for the lovers
And the tears they've cried
Bang a drum bang it loudly
Or as soft as you need
But as long as my heart keeps on banging
I got a reason to believe
Drums: KENNY ARONOFF
Bass: RANDY JACKSON
Organ: BENMONT TENCH
Guitar: WADDY WACHTEL
Acoustic guitar & keyboards: ALDO NOVA
Guitar: DANNY KORTCHMAR
Guitar solo: JEFF BECK
12 string acoustic guitar & vocals: JON BON JOVI
Backing vocals: MYRNA MATTHEWS, JULIA WATERS, MAXINE WATERS
(c) 1990 Bon Jovi Publishing / PRI Music, Inc. (ASCAP)
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| Dyin' Ain't Much Of A Livin' | |
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(Lyrics & Music by: Jon Bon Jovi)
A whiskey bottle comforts me
And tells me not to cry
While a full moon sais a prayer for me
I try to close my eyes
But the night's there to remind me
Of the guns and the early graves
The ghosts appear as I fall asleep
To sing an outlaw's serenade
Dyin' ain't much of a livin'
When you're livin' on the run
Dyin' ain't much of a livin' for the young
Is it too late to ask for forgiveness
For the things that I have done
Dyin' ain't much of a livin' for the young
The desert's been a friend to me
It covers me by night
And a snakebite's not my enemy
But it taught me how to fight
All this fame don't bring you freedom
Though it wears a thin disguise
When an outlaw is just a man to me
And a man has to die
Dyin' ain't much of a livin'
When you're livin' on the run
Dyin' ain't much of a livin' for the young
Is it too late to ask for forgiveness
For the things that I have done
Dyin' ain't much of a livin' for the young
And I hope someone will pray for me
When it's my turn to die... PRAY FOR ME !!!
Dyin' ain't much of a livin'
When you're livin' on the run
Dyin' ain't much of a livin' for the young
Is it too late to ask for forgiveness
For the things that I have done
Dyin' ain't much of a livin' for the young
Drums: KENNY ARONOFF
Bass: BOB GLAUB
Piano & backing vocals: ELTON JOHN
Organ: BENMONT TENCH
Acoustic guitar & keyboards: ALDO NOVA
Guitar: JEFF BECK
Guitar & vocals: JON BON JOVI
Backing vocals: MYRNA MATTHEWS, JULIA WATERS, MAXINE WATERS
(c) 1990 Bon Jovi Publishing / PRI Music, Inc. (ASCAP)
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| Guano City | |
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(Composed, conducted and prodused by ALAN SILVESTRI)
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