Eric Clapton

"Swing Low Sweet Chariot" [Chorus:] Swing low, sweet chariot, Coming for to carry me home. Swing low, sweet chariot, Coming for to carry me home. I looked over Jordan, what do I see, Coming for to carry me home. A band of angels coming after me,

"Behind The Sun" My love has gone behind the sun; Since she left, the darkness has begun. The smile that used to shine on me Is nothing more than a memory. I see her face, I hear her voice. She made her move, I had no choice But walk and cry, wi

"If I Had Possession Over Judgement Day" If I had possession over judgment day, If I had possession over judgment day, Lord, the women I'm lovin' would have no right to pray. And I went to the mountain, far as my eye could see. Lord, I went to t

"Come On In My Kitchen" [Chorus:] You better come on In my kitchen, It's going to be rainin' outdoors. The woman I love stole my best friend. Some joker got lucky, stole her back again. [Chorus] Uh huh, she gone, know she won't come back. I take

"Running On Faith" [Chorus:] Lately I've been running on faith What else can a poor boy do? But my world will be right When love comes over you Lately I've been talking in my sleep I can't imagine what I'd have to say Except my world will be rig

It's getting near dawn, When lights close their tired eyes. I'll soon be with you my love, To give you my dawn surprise. I'll be with you darling soon, I'll be with you when the stars start falling. I've been waiting so long To be where I'm going In

It's late in the evening; she's wondering what clothes to wear. She puts on her make-up and brushes her long blonde hair. And then she asks me, "Do I look all right?" And I say, "Yes, you look wonderful tonight." We go to a party and e

"Last Fair Deal Gone Down" It's the last fair deal goin' down, last fair deal goin' down It's the last fair deal goin' down, good Lord, on that Gulfport Island Road1 Please, Ida Belle, don't cry this time Ida Belle, don't cry this time If you cr

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"Golden Ring" [Chorus:] He gave to you a golden ring; It made you happy, it made you sing. And I played for you on my guitar; It didn't last long, we didn't go far. And though the times have changed, We're rearranged. Will the ties that bind rem

Come on Baby, don't you wanna go home Come on Baby, don't you wanna go home Back from the land of California To my sweet home Chicago Come on Baby, don't you wanna go home Come on Baby, don't you wanna go home Back from the land of California To my s

"Just Like A Prisoner" Just like a prisoner, He don't know right from wrong. Just like a baby, He sings a pleading song And that's why So many tears must fall. Yes, that's why So many tears must fall. Just like a sailor, He steers away from home

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"Malted Milk" I keep drinking malted milk, Trying to drive my blues away. I keep drinking malted milk, Trying to drive my blues away. Baby, you're just as welcome to my loving As the flowers is in May. Malted milk, malted milk, Keep rushing to m

"Love In Vain" Well, I followed her to the station With a suitcase in my hand. Lord, I followed her to the station With a suitcase in my hand. Well, it's hard to tell, it's hard to tell, When all your love's in vain. All my love is in vain. When

"Before You Accuse Me" [Chorus:] Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself You say I've been spending my money on other women You've been taking money from someone else I called your mama 'bout t

"Bottle Of Red Wine" Get up; get your man a bottle of red wine. Get up; get your man a bottle of red wine. I can't get up out of bed With this crazy feeling in my head. Get up; get your man a bottle of red wine. Get up; get your man a bottle of

"Third Degree" Got me accused of peeping, I can't see a thing. Got me accused of petting, I can't even raise my hand. [Chorus:] Bad luck, Bad luck is killing me. Well I just can't stand no more of this third degree. Got me accused of murder, I a

You speak to me in sign language, As I'm eating a sandwich in a small cafe At a quarter to three. But I can't respond to your sign language. You're taking advantage, bringing me down. Can't you make any sound? 'Twas there by the bakery, surrounded by

"It Hurts Me Too" You said you was hurting, Almost lost your mind, And the man you love, He hurts you all the time. [Chorus:] When things go wrong, Go wrong with you, It hurts me, too. You love him more When you should love him less. I pick up b