About "Atlantic Crossing" album:
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"Atlantic Crossing" by Rod Stewart, which was released in 1974 and consists of 9 songs.
All In The Name Of Rock 'n' Roll
Went downtown on the two fourtynine,
play'n for recognition of the New York town.
See, me and the boys got a rock 'n' roll band
Alright For An Hour
(Rod Stewart, Jessie Ed Davis)
Oh, didn't I mess around like ev'rybody did?
I said, " Woman, you're foolin' around with a man that just don't fit."
I said, "I'd better get along before I get right under your skin."
Remember the song, wasn't it fun, 'cause it was just one of those things.
But it was alright for an hour
It's Not The Spotlight
(gerry goffin, barry goldberg, 1973/1976)
If I ever feel the light again shining down on me,
I don't have to tell you what a welcome it will be.
I felt the light before but I let it slip away,
But I still keep on believing that it'll come back some day.
Its not the spotlight, it's not the camra light,
Its not the street lights of some old street of dreams.
It aint the moonlight, not even the sunlight,
(gavin sutherland, 1972)
I am sailing, I am sailing,
Home again cross the sea.
I am sailing, stormy waters,
To be near you, to be free.
I am flying, I am flying,
Like a bird cross the sky.
I am flying, passing high clouds,
Still Love You
I was told by a good friend
You were untouchable, out of my reach.
But the first time ever I saw you,
I spilled my cherry lime over your dress.
You said, "Don't you worry, it's not my best one."
First encounter, hardly the best.
But I would not change a thing
This Old Heart Of Mine
(brian holland, lamont dozier, eddie holland, sylvia moy, 1966)
This old heart of mine been broke a thousand times.
Each time you break away, feel you're gone to stay.
Lonely nights that come, memories that go,
Bringing you back again, hurting me more and more.
Maybe it's my mistake to show this love I feel inside,
Cause each day that passes by
You got me never knowing if Im coming or going
But I love you, yes I do.
Three Time Loser
Stand here ev'ry night,
I'm wearin' my number,
but she said wear it,
touching up another fool.
In a jukebox job downin' blues
in her leopard-skin anklehigh boots
while I'm jackin' off
readin' Playboy on a hot afternoon.
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