by John Martyn on album Collectors Series: Live At the Town and Country Club 1986

You sit in your room, pretending to cry Oh you seem so unwilling to try Say what you're selling is just a lie And know that your price is far too high. Every night and every day I show you my picture

by John Martyn on album Sapphire (RePresents)

You sit in your room, pretending to cry Oh you seem so unwilling to try Say what you're selling is just a lie And know that your price is far too high. Every night and every day I show you my picture

by John Martyn on album Ain't No Saint

You sit in your room, pretending to cry Oh you seem so unwilling to try Say what you're selling is just a lie And know that your price is far too high. Every night and every day I show you my picture

by John Martyn on album The Island Years

You sit in your room, pretending to cry Oh you seem so unwilling to try Say what you're selling is just a lie And know that your price is far too high Every night and every day I show you my picture,

by John Martyn on album The Island Years

You sit in your room, pretending to cry Oh you seem so unwilling to try Say what you're selling is just a lie And know that your price is far too high Every night and every day I show you my picture,

by John Martyn on album Mad Dog Days

I'm going away to leave you, I'm going to leave you in disgrace Nothing in my favor, got the wind in my face I'm going home, hey, hey, hey, over the hill Over the hill, hey, hey, hey, over the hill C

by John Martyn on album Mad Dog Days

Time after time, I held it just to watch it die Line after line, I loved it just to watch it cry Bless the weather that brought you to me Curse the storm that takes you away Bless the weather that br

by John Martyn on album Mad Dog Days

by John Martyn on album Mad Dog Days

Love... love... love... it's love... Love... it is love... Love... love... It can't be no... There can't be no mistake It must, it must be love... Is it love, is this love, love... Is that love, tha

by John Martyn on album Mad Dog Days

Well, I cannot be your lover and I will not be your friend Well, I know you say you need me but I have no time to spend We could talk like this for hours, I'd just end up getting bored 'Cause no one n

by John Martyn on album Mad Dog Days

One day our laughter comes flowing with the rain And on the very next day, our sorrow sees us crying again But darling: you can discover the lover in me I can discover the lover in thee Together we ca

by John Martyn on album Mad Dog Days

It could be the moment When you tell me that you understand how I feel It could be the moment When you tell me that the love that you have is real. Didn't you hear me say How I love you Didn't I hear

by John Martyn on album Mad Dog Days

This tune was composed by Spencer the Rover As valiant a man as ever left home And he had been much reduced Which caused great confusion And that was the reason he started to roam In Yorkshire near R

by John Martyn on album Mad Dog Days

My baby girl She's the sweetest in the whole wide world She wears her hair way up in a curl Just to show she's my very own baby girl. She says: Daddy will you sing for me Daddy try to swing for me Da

by John Martyn on album Mad Dog Days

One day without you And I feel just like I'm somebody else One day without you And there's a fear there might be somebody else You know, I'd like to keep you Keep you to myself and by my side You kno

by John Martyn on album Mad Dog Days

Just let me love you tonight Forget about tomorrow Oh darling, won't you hold me tight? And never let me go. And dry those eyes No tears, no sorrow Cling to me with all your might And never let me go

by Mad Better Days on album Mad Better Days

I'm gonna live for today As if death doesn't matter ‘cause every morning my dreams seem so further I won't give up, I want to live more mad better days Looking for new adventures to have Falling in

by Atlanta Rhythm Section on album Dog Days/Red Tape

Paper fans in sweaty hands Shooing flies away Reflections on a porch A shelter from the scorch When dog days came around Babies squalled as August crawled Past old folks in the shade The weather vane

by Atlanta Rhythm Section on album Dog Days

Paper fans in sweaty hands Shooing flies away Reflections on a porch A shelter from the scorch When dog days came around Babies squalled as August crawled Past old folks in the shade The weather vane

by Spiders on album Mad Dog

I hear you walkin at my door See you crawling on the floor I know you don´t mind but I know you can The way you screem, the way you howl I heard it all before my friend The mad dog, no one cares Now