Neil Young & Crazy Horse – Live Rust [1979]

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Year Released:  1979
Record Company: Reprise

1. Sugar Mountain (5:02)
2. I Am a Child (3:01)
3. Comes a Time (3:15)
4. After the Gold Rush (3:49)
5. My My, Hey Hey (Out of the Blue) (4:12)
6. When You Dance I Can Really Love (3:42)
7. The Loner (4:53)
8. The Needle and the Damage Done (3:06)
9. Lotta Love (2:52)
10. Sedan Delivery (4:50)
11. Powderfinger (5:43)
12. Cortez the Killer (6:19)
13. Cinnamon Girl (3:22)
14. Like a Hurricane (8:03)
15. Hey Hey, My My (Into the Black) (4:37)
16. Tonight’s the Night (7:12)

 

SUGAR MOUNTAIN

Oh, to live on sugar mountain
With the Barkers and the coloured balloons
You can’t be twenty on sugar mountain
Though you’re thinking that
You’re leaving there too soon
You’re leaving there too soon

It’s so noisy at the fair
But all your friends are there
And the candy floss you had
And your mother and your dad

Oh, to live on sugar mountain
With the Barkers and the coloured balloons
You can’t be twenty on sugar mountain
Though you’re thinking that
You’re leaving there too soon
You’re leaving there too soon

There’s a girl just down the aisle
Oh you turn and see her smile
You can hear the words she wrote
As you read the hidden note

Oh, to live on sugar mountain
With the Barkers and the coloured balloons
You can’t be twenty on sugar mountain
Though you’re thinking that
You’re leaving there too soon
You’re leaving there too soon

Now you’re underneath the stairs
And you’re giving back some glares
To the people who you met
And it’s your first cigarette

Oh, to live on sugar mountain
With the Barkers and the coloured balloons
You can’t be twenty on sugar mountain
Though you’re thinking that
You’re leaving there too soon
You’re leaving there too soon

Now you say you’re leaving home
‘Cause you want to be alone
Ain’t it funny how you feel
When you’re finding out it’s real

Oh, to live on sugar mountain
With the Barkers and the coloured balloons
You can’t be twenty on sugar mountain
Though you’re thinking that
You’re leaving there too soon
You’re leaving there too soon

Oh, to live on sugar mountain
With the Barkers and the coloured balloons
You can’t be twenty on sugar mountain
Though you’re thinking that
You’re leaving there too soon

 

I AM A CHILD

I am a child
I last a while
You can’t conceive
Of the pleasure in my smile
You hold my hand
Rough up my hair
It’s lots of fun
To have you there

I gave to you now
You give to me
I’d like to know
What you are
The sky is blue now
And so is the sea

What is the colour
When black is brown?
What is the colour?

You are a man
You understand
You pick me up
And you lay me down again
You make the rules
You say what’s fair
It’s lots of fun
To have you there.

I gave to you now
You give to me
I’d like to know
What you are
The sky is blue now
And so is the sea

What is the colour
When black is brown?
What is the colour?

I am a child
I last a while
You can’t conceive
Of the pleasure in my smile (fade)

 

COMES A TIME

Comes a time when you’re driftin’
Come a time when you settle down
Comes a light feelin’s liftin’
Lift that baby right up off the ground

Chorus:  Oh, this old world keeps spinning round
It’s a wonder tall trees ain’t layin’ down
There comes a time

You and I we were captured
Comes a time when you settle down
We were right we were giving
That’s how we kept what we gave away

Chorus:  Oh, this old world keeps spinning round
It’s a wonder tall trees ain’t layin’ down
There comes a time

 

AFTER THE GOLD RUSH

Well, I dreamed I saw the knights in armour coming,
sayin’ something about a queen.
There were peasants singin’ and drummers drummin’
and the archer split the tree.
There’s a fanfare blowin’ to the sun
that was floating on the breeze.
Look at Mother Nature on the run in the nineteen seventies.
Look at Mother Nature on the run in the nineteen seventies.

I was lyin’ in a burned out basement
with the full moon in my eyes.
I was hopin’ for replacement
when the sun burst through the sky.
There was a band playin’ in my head
and I felt like getting high.
I was thinkin’ about what a friend had said I was hopin’ it was a lie.
Thinkin’ about what a friend had said I was hopin’ it was a lie.

Well, I dreamed I saw the silver spaceships flyin’
in the yellow haze of the sun,
There were children cryin’ and colours flyin’
all around the chosen ones
All in a dream, all in a dream the loading had begun.
Flying Mother Nature’s silver seed to a new home in the sun.
Flying Mother Nature’s silver seed to a new home.

 

MY MY, HEY HEY (OUT OF THE BLUE)

My my, hey hey
Rock and roll is here to stay
It’s better to burn out
Than to fade away
My my, hey hey.

It’s out of the blue and into the black
They give you this but you pay for that
And once you’re gone you can never come back
When you’re out of the blue
And into the black

The king is gone but he’s not forgotten
This is the story of a Johnny Rotten
It’s better to burn out than it is to rust
The king is gone but he’s not forgotten

Hey hey, my my
Rock and roll can never die
There’s more to the picture
Than meets the eye.

 

WHEN YOU DANCE I CAN REALLY LOVE

When you dance, do your senses tingle?
Then take a chance?
In a trance, while the lonely mingle
With circumstance?

I’ve got something to tell you
You make it show.
Baby come over, I know you know
When you dance I can really love.

I can love, I can really love, I can really love
Like a mountain that’s growing
A river that rolls
Baby come over, I know you know.

 

THE LONER

He’s a perfect stranger,
Like a cross of himself and a fox.
He’s a feeling arranger
And a changer of the ways he talks.
He’s the unforseen danger
The keeper of the key to the locks.
Know when you see him,
Nothing can free him.
Step aside, open wide,
It’s the loner.

If you see him in the subway,
He’ll be down at the end of the car.
Watching you move
Until he knows he knows who you are.
When you get off at your station alone,
He’ll know that you are.
Know when you see him,
Nothing can free him.
Step aside, open wide,
It’s the loner.

There was a woman he knew
About a year or so ago.
She had something that he needed
And he pleaded with her not to go.
On the day that she left,
He died – but it did not show.
Know when you see him,
Nothing can free him.
Step aside, open wide,
It’s the loner.

 

THE NEEDLE AND THE DAMAGE DONE

I caught you knockin’ at my cellar door
“I love you, baby, can I have some more”
Ooh, ooh, the damage’s done.

I hit the city and I lost my band
I watched the needle take another man
Gone, gone, the damage’s done.

I sing the song because I love the man
I know that some of you don’t understand
Milk-blood to keep from running out.

I’ve seen the needle and the damage done
A little part of it in everyone
But every junkie’s like a settin’ sun.

 

LOTTA LOVE

INTRO:  La La La La La La La La La
Ooh, Ooh

It’s gonna take a lotta love
To change the way things are.
It’s gonna take a lotta love
Or we won’t get too far
So if you look in my direction
And we don’t see eye to eye,
My heart needs protection and so do I.

It’s gonna take a lotta love
To get us thru the night.
It’s gonna take a lotta love
To make things work out right.
So if you are out there waitin’
I hope you show up soon,
‘Cause my heart needs relaxing not solitude

Gotta lotta love
Gotta lotta love
La La La La La La La La La
Ooh, Ooh

It’s gonna take a lotta love
To change the way things are.
It’s gonna take a lotta love
Or we won’t get too far.
It’s gonna take a lotta love
To change the way things are.
It’s gonna take a lotta love
Or we won’t get too far
Or we won’t get too far
(Repeat to fade)

 

SEDAN DELIVERY

Last night I was cool at the pool hall
Held the table for eleven games
Nothing was easier than the first seven
I beat a woman with varicose veins
She stopped to see herself in the mirror
Fix her hair and hide heir veins
But she lost the game.

Next day I went to the dentist
He pulled some teeth and I lost some blood
We’d like to thank you for the cards you sent us
My wives and I were all choked up

I recall how Caesar and Cleo
Made love in the Milky Way
They needed boats and armies to get there
I know there’s a better way

I saw the movie and I read the book
But when it happened to me
I was sure I had what it took
To get away

Gotta get away
Gotta get away
Gotta get away
Gotta get away

I’m making another delivery
Of chemicals and sacred roots
I’ll hold what you have to give me
But I’ll use what I have to use
The lasers are in the lab
The old man is dressed in white clothes
Everybody says he’s mad
No one knows the things that he knows

No one knows
No one knows
No one knows
No one knows

I’m lookin’ in every hallway
I still can’t accept the stares
I’m sleepin’ with many covers
I’m warm now so I don’t care
I’m thinkin’ of no one in my mind
Sedan delivery is a job I know I’ll keep
It sure was hard to find

Hard to find
Hard to find
Hard to find
Hard to find

 

POWDERFINGER

Look out, Mama, there’s a white boat comin’ up the river
With a big red beacon, and a flag, and a man on the rail
I think you’d better call John, ’cause it don’t
look like they’re here to deliver the mail
And it’s less than a mile away
I hope they didn’t come to stay
It’s got numbers on the side and a gun
and it’s makin’ big waves.

Daddy’s gone, my brother’s out
hunting in the mountains
Big John’s been drinking since the river took Emmy-Lou
Seems the Powers That Be left me here to do the thinkin’
And I just turned twenty two
I was wonderin’ what to do
And the closer they got,
The more those feelin’s grew.

Daddy’s rifle in my hand felt reassurin’
He told me, “Red means run, son,
and numbers add up to nothin’”
When the first shot hit the docks I saw it comin’
Raised my rifle to my eye
Never stopped to wonder why.
Then I saw black, and my face splashed in the sky.

Shelter me from the powder and the finger
Cover me with the thought that pulled the trigger
Think of me as one you’d never figured
Would fade away so young
With so much left undone
Remember me to my love, I know I’ll miss her.

 

CORTEZ THE KILLER

He came dancing across the water
With his galleons and guns
Looking for the new world
In that palace in the sun

On the shore lay Montezuma
With his coca leaves and pearls
In his halls he often wandered
With the secrets of the worlds.

And his subjects gathered ’round him
Like the leaves around a tree
In their clothes of many colours
For the angry gods to see.

And the women all were beautiful
And the men stood straight and strong
They offered life in sacrifice
So that others could go on.

Hate was just a legend
And war was never known
The people worked together
And they lifted many stones

They carried them to the flatlands
And they died along the way
But they built up with their bare hands
What we still can’t do today.

And I know she’s living there
And she loves me to this day
I still can’t rememebr when
Or how I lost my way.

He came dancing across the water
Cortez, Cortez
What a killer.

 

CINNAMON GIRL

I wanna live with a cinnamon girl
I could be happy the rest of my life
with a cinnamon girl…..

Ten silver saxes, a bass with a bow
The drummer relaxes and waits between shows
For his Cinnamon girl

My mother sent me money
Now I’m gonna make it somehow
I need another chance
You see your baby loves to dance
yeah…yeah…yeah…..

I wanna live with a cinnamon girl
I could be happy the rest of my life
with a cinnamon girl…….

 

LIKE A HURRICANE

Once I thought I saw you
In a crowded hazy bar,
Dancing on the light
from star to star.

Far across the moonbeam
I know that’s who you are,
I saw your brown eyes
Turning once the bar.

You are like a hurricane
There’s harm in your eye.
And I’m gettin’ blown away
somewhere safer where the feeling stays.
I want to love you but I’m gettin’ blown away

I am just a dreamer,
But you are just a dream,
You could have been anyone to me.

Before that moment you touched my lips
That perfect feeling when time just slips
Away between us on our foggy trip.

You are like a hurricane
There’s harm in your eye.
And I’m gettin’ blown away
Somewhere safer where the feeling stays.
I want to love you but I’m gettin’ blown away

You are just a dreamer,
But I am just a dream.
You could have been anyone to me.

Before that moment you touched my lips
That perfect feeling when time just slips
Away between us on our foggy trip.

You are like a hurricane
There’s harm in your eye.
And I’m gettin’ blown away
Somewhere safer where the feeling stays.
I want to love you but I’m gettin’ blown away.

 

HEY HEY, MY MY (INTO THE BLACK)

Hey hey, my my
Rock and roll can never die
There’s more to the picture
Than meets the eye.

Out of the blue and into the black
You pay for this, but they give you that
Once you’re gone, you can’t come back
When you’re out of the blue
And into the black

The king is gone but he’s not forgotten
Is this the story of Johnny Rotten?
It’s better to burn out ’cause rust never sleeps
The king is gone but he’s not forgotten

Hey hey, my my
Rock and roll can never die
There’s more to the picture
Than meets the eye.

 

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 morning at the break of day
He used to sleep until the afternoon
If you never heard him sing
I guess you’ll want to soon
‘Cause people let me tell you
It sent a chill up and down my spine
When I pick 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 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

 

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Neil Young & Crazy Horse:
Neil Young: guitar, piano, vocal
Frank Sampedro: guitar, stringman, vocal
Billy Talbot: bass, vocal
Ralph Molina: drums, vocal

Produced by David Briggs, Tim Mulligan & Bernard Skakey