I’m stuck on your heart, baby
I hang on every word you say
Tear us apart, no, no
Baby, I would rather be dead
I call you when I need you When my heart’s on fire You come to me, come to me Wild and wired
When you come to me Give me everything I need
Give me a lifetime of promises And a world of dreams Speak the language of love Like you know what it means
And it can’t be wrong Take my heart and make it strong, baby
You’re simply the best Better than all the rest Better than anyone Anyone I’ve ever met I’m stuck on your heart I hang on every word you say Tear us apart Baby, I would rather be dead
In your heart I see the start Of every night and every day In your eyes I get lost I get washed away
Just as long as I’m here in your arms I could be in no better place
You’re simply the best Better than all the rest Better than anyone Anyone I’ve ever met I’m stuck on your heart I hang on every word you say Tear us apart, no, no, no Baby, I would rather be dead
Each time you leave me I start losing control You’re walking away with my heart and my soul I can feel you even when I’m alone Oh, baby, don’t let go!
You’re the best Better than all the rest Better than anyone Anyone I’ve ever met I’m stuck on your heart I hang on every word you say Tear us apart, no, no Baby, I would rather be dead
You’re the best
You’re the best Better than all the rest Better than anyone Anyone I’ve ever met I’m stuck on your heart, baby I hang on every word you say Tear us apart, no, no Baby, I would rather be dead
You’re the best You’re better than all the rest Better than anyone Anyone I’ve ever met
The more I understand about the human race
The less I comprehend about our purpose and place
And maybe if there was a clearer line
The curiosity would satisfy
Time based prophecies that kept me from living
In the moment I am struggling
To trust the divinity of all the guides
And what the hell they have planned for us
I cry for the creatures who get left behind
But everything will change in a blink of an eye
And if you wish to survive
You will find the guide inside
Nahko & the Medecine for the people
Lend your ears, lend your hands Lend your movement, anything you can Come to teach, come to be taught Come in the likeness in the image of God Cause, you can be like that With all that humbleness, and all that respect
All of the power invested in me Be it hard to love my enemies All of the black bags over the heads of the dead and dying
The more I understand about the human race The less I comprehend about our purpose and place And maybe if there was a clearer line The curiosity would satisfy
Time based prophecies that kept me from living In the moment I am struggling To trust the divinity of all the guides And what the hell they have planned for us
I cry for the creatures who get left behind But everything will change in a blink of an eye And if you wish to survive You will find the guide inside
I go back and forth every single day The clarity it comes to me in a choppy way As the feelings and the places And the seasons change The galaxies remain
Energy fields pullin’ up out of this space The angels that are a couple to the spiritual waste The hate that gets me distant from my spiritual pace Ten fold the manna when the planets are in place, in polar alignment We’re on assignment Bodies on consignment Return them to the circus
And what is the purpose? What is the purpose and would you believe it? Would you believe it If you knew what you were for And how you became so informed?
Bodies of info performing such miracles I am a miracle made up of particles And in this existence I’ll stay persistent And I’ll make a difference And I will have lived it
Aloha, Aloha Ke Akua, Ke Akua Aloha, Aloha, Kuleana, Kuleana Aloha, Aloha Ke Akua, Ke Akua Aloha, Aloha, Kuleana, Kuleana
Each day that I wake I will praise, I will praise Each day that I wake I give thanks, I give thanks Each day that I wake I will praise, I will praise Each day that I wake I give thanks, I give thanks
And the day that I don’t wake up And transcend the holy make-up I am capable, I am powerful And the day that I don’t wake up And transcend the holy makeup I am on my way to a different place
I’m not a leader, just a creature Seeking the features of a teacher Whether you follow or whether you lead All mysterious ways of nature and I’m into it Changing management
And there are various ways to conquer this monotonous metropolis My stubbornness is bottomless My fearlessness is talking shit And I’m wide awake and I’m taking names
I am not a leader, just a creature Seeking the features of a teacher Whether you follow or whether you lead All mysterious ways of nature and I’m into it I’m into it Changing management
And there are various ways to conquer this monotonous metropolis My stubbornness is bottomless My fearlessness is talking shit And I am wide awake And I’m taking names
And there are various ways to conquer this monotonous metropolis My stubbornness is bottomless My fearlessness is talking shit And I’m wide awake and I’m taking names
Do you speak to me like you speak to God? All of the love and understanding between the father and the son? Do you believe in the perfectness of where you are? These are my people, these are my children This is the land that I would fight for
My solidarity is telling me to patiently Be moving the musical medicine around the planet in a hurry Cuz there’s no time to wait I gotta to wake up the people, time to stand up and say We know what we are for And how we became so informed Bodies of info, performing such miracles I am a miracle, made up of particles And in this existence I’ll stay persistent And I’ll make a difference And I will have lived it
Aloha, Aloha Ke Akua, Ke Akua Aloha, Aloha, Kuleana, Kuleana Aloha, Aloha Ke Akua, Ke Akua Aloha, Aloha, Kuleana, Kuleana
Each day that I wake I will praise, I will praise Each day that I wake I give thanks, I give thanks Each day that I wake I will praise, I will praise Each day that I wake I give thanks, I give thanks
And the day that I don’t wake up And transcend the holy make-up I am capable, Hm that’s right I am powerful And the day that I don’t wake up and transcend the holy make-up I am on my way to a different place
Aloha, Aloha Ke Akua, Ke Akua Aloha, Aloha, Kuleana, Kuleana Aloha, Aloha Ke Akua, Ke Akua Aloha, Aloha, Kuleana, Kuleana
She’s got her ticket, I think she gonna use it
I think she goin’ to fly away
No one should try and stop her, persuade her with their power
She says that her mind is made —up
Why not leave why not, go away
Too much hatred, corruption and greed
Give your life, and invariably they leave you with nothing
Young girl ain’t got no chances
No roots to keep her strong
She’s shed all pretences
That someday she’ll belong
Some folks call her a runaway
A failure in the race
But she knows where her ticket takes her
She will find her place in the sun
Tracy Chapman – She’s Got Her Ticket
[Chorus] She’s got her ticket, I think she gonna use it I think she goin’ to fly away No one should try and stop her, persuade her with their power She says that her mind is made —up
[Chorus] She’s got her ticket, I think she gonna use it I think she goin’ to fly away No one should try and stop her, persuade her with their power She says that her mind is made —up
[Bridge] Why not leave why not, go away Too much hatred, corruption and greed Give your life, and invariably they leave you with nothing
[Verse] Young girl ain’t got no chances No roots to keep her strong She’s shed all pretences That someday she’ll belong Some folks call her a runaway A failure in the race But she knows where her ticket takes her She will find her place in the sun
[Bridge] Why not leave why not, go away Too much hatred, corruption and greed Give your life, and invariably they leave you with nothing
[Chorus] She’s got her ticket, I think she gonna use it I think she goin’ to fly away No one should try and stop her, persuade her with their power She says that her mind is made —up
[Outro] And she gotta fly away Oh she got her ticket Oh she got her ticket No, she gonna fly away Oh, she gonna fly away Yeah, she gonna fly, fly, fly, fly, fly Oh, she gonna fly, fly, fly, fly, fly, fly Yeah, she gonna fly, fly, fly
Take me down to the paradise city
Where the grass is green and the girls are pretty
Take me home, yeah yeah
Take me down to the paradise city
Where the grass is green and the girls are pretty
Oh, won’t you please take me home
Guns & Roses – Paradise City
Take me down to the paradise city Where the grass is green and the girls are pretty Take me home (oh, won’t you please take me home) Take me down to the paradise city Where the grass is green and the girls are pretty Take me home (oh, won’t you please take me home)Just a urchin livin’ under the street I’m a hard case that’s tough to beat I’m your charity case so buy me something to eat I’ll pay you at another time Take it to the end of the lineRags to riches or so they say Ya gotta keep pushin’ for the fortune and fame You know it’s all a gamble when it’s just a game Ya treat it like a capital crime Everybody’s doin’ the timeTake me down to the paradise city Where the grass is green and the girls are pretty Oh, won’t you please take me home Take me down to the paradise city Where the grass is green and the girls are pretty Take me homeStrapped in the chair of the city’s gas chamber Why I’m here I can’t quite remember The surgeon general says it’s hazardous to breathe I’d have another cigarette but I can’t see Tell me who you’re gonna believeTake me down to the paradise city Where the grass is green and the girls are pretty Take me home, yeah yeah Take me down to the paradise city Where the grass is green and the girls are pretty Oh, won’t you please take me home, yeah yeahSo far away So far away So far away So far awayCaptain America’s been torn apart Now he’s a court jester with a broken heart He said « turn me around and take me back to the start » I must be losing my mind « are you blind? » I’ve seen it all a million timesTake me down to the paradise city Where the grass is green and the girls are pretty Take me home, yeah yeah Take me down to the paradise city Where the grass is green and the girls are pretty Oh, won’t you please take me home Take me down to the paradise city Where the grass is green and the girls are pretty Take me home, yeah yeah Take me down to the paradise city Where the grass is green and the girls are pretty Oh, won’t you please take me homeI wanna go, I wanna go Oh, won’t you please take me home I wanna see how good it can be Oh, won’t you please take me home Take me down to the paradise city Where the grass is green and the girls are pretty Take me home Take me down to the paradise city Where the grass is green and the girls are pretty Oh, won’t you please take me home Take me down, lead me ’round Oh, won’t you please take me homeI wanna see, what a woman can be I want to take you home Take me down to the paradise city Where the grass is green and the girls are pretty Oh, won’t you please take me home I wanna go, I wanna know Oh, won’t you please take me home, yeah baby
Ganador de tres premios Grammy, el cantante, guitarrista y compositor Kevin Roosevelt Moore, conocido por Keb’ Mo’, es el rey del blues post-moderno, un estilo de blues influenciado por otros géneros como el folk-rock, el jazz, el pop y el country. Nacido en Los Angeles en una familia de origen sureño, reside actualmente en Nashville (Tennessee), una de las ciudades de mayor efervescencia musical de los Estados Unidos. Keb’ Mo’ dejó un magnífico recuerdo en sus dos anteriores visitas a Jazz San Javier en 2008 y en 2012, ofreciéndonos dos de los mejores conciertos de blues de la historia del festival; vuelve con nuevo material, sus álbumes The Reflection y Bluesamericana, más el EP The Old Me Better, una muy buena razón para volver a disfrutar del más carismático músico de blues de nuestros días y de su espléndida banda.
Keb’Mo’ – Jazz San Javier concert
Ain’t got no money No where to sleep No friend no family No bread no meat No bread no meat No friend no family No bread, no bread no meat I ain’t got no reason Ain’t got no rhyme Ain’t gettin’ no younger And I’m runnin’ outta time Runnin’ outta time Ain’t gettin’ no younger And I’m runnin’ outta time Oh yes I am
But I’m still climbing up the mountain side Don’t count me out Long as I got my heart and soul I got everything I got everything I need
Everything I need Ain’t got no window Ain’t got no door But I can feel the sun shining Where it’s never shined before Never shined before Feel the sun shining where it’s never shined before
But I’m still climbing up the mountain side Can’t count me out Long as I got my heart and soul I got everything I got everything I need Everything I need Ain’t got no picture Ain’t got no wall Ain’t got nobody Hear me when I call Hear me when I call Ain’t got nobody Hear me when I call
« Peace in the Valley » is a 1937 song written by Thomas A. Dorsey, originally for Mahalia Jackson. The song became a hit in 1951 for Red Foley and the Sunshine Boys, reaching number seven on the Country & Western Best Seller chart. It was among the first gospel recordings to sell one million copies. Foley’s version was a 2006 entry into the Library of Congress’ National Recording Registry. In 1950, it was one of the first songs recorded by a young Sam Cooke, during his tenure as lead singer of the Soul Stirrers. After the success of Red Foley’s interpretation, Jo Stafford recorded the song for her 1954 gospel album Garden of Prayer. The song achieved enormous celebrity during Elvis Presley’s third and final appearance on the Ed Sullivan Show on January 6 of 1957. Before an audience estimated at 54.6 million viewers, Presley closed the show by dedicating the song to the 250,000 refugees fleeing Hungary after the 24 and 31 October 1956 double-invasion of that country by the Soviet Union. Because he also requested that immediate aid be sent to lessen their plight, the appeal in turn yielded contributions amounting to US$6 million, or the equivalent of US$49.5 million in today’s dollars. Over the next 11 months, the International Red Cross in Geneva, with the help of the US Air Force, organized the distribution of both perishables and non-perishables purchased with the above-mentioned funds (Swiss Francs 26.2 million, at the then 4.31 CHFR-US$ exchange) to the refugees in both Austria and England where they settled for life. On October 15, 1957, Presley’s first Christmas album, containing a master studio recording of the song, was released, topping the Billboard Charts for 4 weeks and selling in excess of three million copies, as certified by the RIAA on 15 July of 1999. Because of these extraordinary developments, István Tarlós, the Mayor of the city of Budapest, in 2011 and as a gesture of belated gratitude, named a park after him, as well as making him an honorary citizen.
Elvis Presley – Peace in the Valley
Oh well I’m tired and so weary but I must go along Till my Lord comes and calls me calls me away oh yes Oh well the morning’s so bright and the lamb is the light And the night night is as black as the sea oh yes There will be peace peace in the valley for me some day There will be peace in the valley for me oh Lord I pray There’ll be no sadness no sorrow no troubles I’ll see There will be peace peace in the valley for me
Well the bear will be gentle and the wolf will be tame And the lion shall lay down down by the lamb oh yes And the beast from the wild will be lead by little child And I’ll be changed changed from this creature that I am oh yes There will be peace
Grandma loved a sailor
Who sailed the frozen sea
Grandpa was that whaler
And he took me on his knee
He said, « Son, I’m going crazy
From living on the land
Got to find my shipmates
And walk on foreign sands »
This old man was graceful
With silver in his smile
He smoked a briar pipe and
He walked four country miles
Singing songs of shady sisters
And old time liberty
Songs of love and songs of death
And songs to set men free
Oh! Eh!
The Doors – Land Ho!
Grandma loved a sailor Who sailed the frozen sea Grandpa was that whaler And he took me on his knee He said, « Son, I’m going crazy From living on the land Got to find my shipmates And walk on foreign sands »
This old man was graceful With silver in his smile He smoked a briar pipe and He walked four country miles Singing songs of shady sisters And old time liberty Songs of love and songs of death And songs to set men free Oh! Eh!
I’ve got three ships and sixty men A course for ports unread I’ll stand at mast, let north winds blow ‘Til half of us are dead Land ho!
Well if I get my hands on a dollar bill Gonna buy a bottle and drink my fill If I get my hands on a number five Gonna skin that little girl alive If I get my hands on a number two Come back home and marry you Marry you Marry you alright
Eh, land ho! Eh, land ho!
Well if I get back home and I feel all right You know babe I’m gonna love you tonight Love you ‘night, love you ‘night
