Neil Young & The Bluenotes – This Note’s For You [1988]This Note’s For You [1988]
Year Released: 1988
Record Company: Reprise
1. Ten Men Workin’ (6:28)
2. This Note’s for You (2:06)
3. Coupe de Ville (4:18)
4. Life in the City (3:13)
5. Twilight (5:54)
6. Married Man (2:38)
7. Sunny Inside (2:37)
8. Can’t Believe Your Lyin’ (2:58)
9. Hey Hey (3:05)
10. One Thing (6:01)
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’
Gotta make you feel alright
Ten men workin’
Ten men workin’ tonight
Huuagh-ahhh-huuagh-ahhh
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 got a job to do
Ten men workin’
Ten men workin’ tonight
Huuagh-ahhh-huuagh-ahhh
We are men at work
We got a job to do
We gotta keep you rockin’
Keep your soul from the blues
Well we work all day
And then we work all night
We got to keep you dancin’
Got to make you feel alright
Ten men workin’
Ten men workin’ tonight
Huuagh-ahhh-huuagh-ahhh
We got to dig the groove
We’re gonna hammer the blues
Well you can’t sit down
‘Cause we got a job to do
We got to dig the groove
We’re gonna hammer the blues
You can’t sit down
We got a job to do
Ten men workin’
Ten men workin’ tonight
Huuagh-ahhh-huuagh-ahhh
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 singin’ 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
COUPE DE VILLE
I got a coupe de ville
I got a bed in the house
Where you once lived
I had a few cheap thrills
But they cost me a lot more
Than I could give
I got a right in this crazy world
To live my life like anyone else
How long can I carry this monkey around
All by myself
If I can’t have you
I don’t want nothin’ else
If I can’t have you
I don’t want nothin’ else
Well I hit the wall
Woke up this mornin’
And I hit the wall
Yeah I hit the wall
Woke up this mornin’
And I hit the wall
I got a right in this crazy world
To live my life like anyone else
How long can I carry this monkey around
All by myself
If I can’t have you
I don’t want nothin’ else
If I can’t have you
I don’t want nothin’ else
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
She’s 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
That’s life in the city
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
Ooou don’t be sad
You’re the best thing that I ever had
The sun is settin’
On the long road home
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
Ain’t got time to party
Ain’t got time for you no more
Yeah
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
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
Whoa-oh-o-yeah
All day long
I will sing my song to you
All day long
I can sing this song to you
CAN’T BELIEVE YOUR LYIN’
Daylight breaks
And I go to bed
And I find myself
worryin’ about things you said
Oh honey I can’t believe your lyin’
But you tell me things
Things I know aren’t true
You have changed my life
In too many ways
Well I lost my job
Thinkin’ about you
Now there’s another man
Workin’ in my place
Oh honey I can’t believe your lyin’
But you tell me things
Things I know aren’t true
You have changed my life
In too many ways
You have changed my life
In too many ways
Well my money’s gone
And so are you
My friends all tell me
I have been a fool
Oh honey I can’t believe your lyin’
But you tell me things
Things I know aren’t true
You have changed my life
In too many ways
HEY HEY
Well I’ve seen some women
They put your soul on ice
They want a piece of the action
But they never let you roll the dice
That’s the kind of woman
Bring a good man down
That’s the kind of woman
I don’t want around
Hey hey
I got a woman that dances
She knows how to jump and shout
Now she don’t wanna use me
‘Cause she knows how it wears me out
Yeah she’s the woman with the magic touch
She don’t want to lose me
‘Cause she loves me too much
Hey hey
Hey hey
My woman looks good to me
Hey hey
My woman looks good to me
She knows how to please me
She knows how to set me free
Get off of that couch
Turn off that M.T.V.
Get off of that couch
Turn off your M.T.V.
Hey hey
My woman looks good to me
Hey hey
My woman looks good to me
Yeah she knows how to please me
She knows how to set me free
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
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Neil Young: guitar, vocal
Chad Cromwell: drums
Rick (The Bass Player) Rosas: bass
Frank (Pancho) Sampedro: keyboards
Steve Lawrence: tenor sax
Ben Keith: alto sax
Larry Cragg: baritone sax
Claude Cailliet: trombone
John Fumo: trumpet
Tom Bray: trumpet
Recorded at Studio Instrument Rentals, Hollywood, Dec. 5, 1987-Jan. 8, 1988,
The Omni, Oakland California & Redwood Digital
Produced by “The Volume Dealers” (Neil Young & Niko Bolas)