Gold coast slave ship bound for cotton fields,
Sold in a market down in New Orleans.
Scarred old slaver know he's doin' alright.
Hear him whip the women just around midnight.
Ah Brown Sugar how come you taste so good
(A-ha) Brown Sugar, just like a young girl should
A-huh.

Drums beating, cold English blood runs hot,
Lady of the house wond'rin where it's gonna stop.
House boy knows that he's doin' alright.
You should a heard him just around midnight.
Ah Brown Sugar how come you taste so good
(A-ha) Brown Sugar, just like a black girl should
A-huh.

I bet your mama was a tent show queen, and all her boy
Friends were sweet sixteen.
I'm no schoolboy but I know what I like,
You should have heard me just around midnight.

Ah Brown Sugar how come you taste so good
(A-ha) Brown Sugar, just like a young girl should.

I said yeah, I said yeah, I said yeah, I said
Oh just like a, just like a black girl should.

I said yeah, I said yeah, I said yeah, I said
Oh just like, just like a black girl should.

Did you ever wake up to find
A day that broke up your mind
Destroyed your notion of circular time
It's just that demon life has got you in its sway
It's just that demon life has got you in its sway
Ain't flinging tears out on the dusty ground
For all my friends out on the burial ground
Can't stand the feeling getting so brought down
It's just that demon life has got me in its sway
It's just that demon life has got me in its sway
There must be ways to find out
Love is the way they say is really strutting out
One day I woke up to find
Right in the bed next to mine
Someone that broke me up with a corner of her smile
It's just that demon life has got me in its sway
It's just that demon life has got me in its sway

Childhood living is easy to do
The things you wanted I bought them for you
Graceless lady, you know who I am,
You know I can't let you slide through my hands
Wild Horses, Couldn't drag me away,
Wild, wild horses, Couldn't drag me away...
I watched you suffer a dull, aching pain
Now you decided to show me the same
No sweeping exits or offstage lines,
Can make me feel bitter or treat you unkind
Wild Horses, Couldn't drag me away,
Wild, wild horses, Couldn't drag me away...
I know I dreamed you a sin and a lie,
I have my freedom but I don't have much time
Faith has been broken tears must be cried,
Let's do some living after we die
Wild Horses, Couldn't drag me away,
Wild, wild horses We'll ride them someday
Wild Horses, Couldn't drag me away,
Wild, wild horses We'll ride them someday

Yeah, you got satin shoes
Yeah, you got fancy boots
Y'all got cocaine eyes
Yeah, you got speed freak jive
Can't you hear me knockin' on your window
Can't you hear me knockin' on your door
Can't you hear me knockin' down the dirty street
Hey, help me baby,
I ain't no stranger
Help me baby,
I ain't no stranger
Help me baby,
I ain't no stranger
Can't you hear me knockin' when you're safe asleep
Can't you hear me knockin' down the gas light street
Can't you hear me knockin' throw me down the keys
Allright now
Hear me ringing big bells toll
Hear me singing soft and low
I've been begging on my knees
I've been kickin' Help me please
Hear me prowlin I'm gonna take you down
Hear me growlin', yeah I've got flatted feet
Now, now, now hear me howlin'
I'm all around your street now hear me knockin'
I'm around your town

You gotta move
You gotta move
You gotta move, child
You gotta move
Oh, when the Lord gets ready
You gotta move
You may be high
You may be low
You may be rich, child
You may be poor
But when the Lord gets ready
You gotta move
You se that woman, who walks the street
You see that police, upon his beat
But then the Lord gets ready
You gotta move
You gotta move

I'm feeling so tired, can't understand it
Just had a fortnights sleep
I'm feeling so tired, Ow!, so distracted
Ain't touched a thing all week
I'm feeling drunk, juiced up and sloppy
Ain't touched a drink all night
Feeling hungry, can't see the reason
Just had a horse meat pie
Yeah when you call my name
I salivate like a Pavlov dog Yeah when you lay me out
My heart starts beating like a big bass drum, alright
Yeah you got to mix it child
Ya got to fix it must be love
It's a bitch You got to mix it child
Ya got to fix it must be love It's a bitch allright
Sometimes I'm sexy, move like a stud
Kicking the stall all night
Sometimes I'm so shy, got to be worked on
Don't have no bark or bite
Yeah when you call my name
I salivate like a Pavlov dog Yeah when you lay me out
My heart starts beating like a big bass drum

As I stand by your flame
I get burned once again
Feelin' low down and blue, Yeah
As I sit by the fire of your warm desire I've got the blues for you, Yeah
Every night you've been away
I've sat down and I have prayed
That you're safe in the arms of a guy
Who will bring you alive PWon't drag you down with abuse
In the silk sheet of time
I will find peace of mind
Love is a bed full of blues
And I've got the blues for you
And I've got the blues for you
And I've got burned up for you
And I'll tear my hair out
I'm gonna tear my hair out just for you
If you don't believe what
I'm saying At three o'clock in the morning, babe, well,
I'm singing my song for you

Here I lie in my hospital bed
Tell me, Sister Morphine, when are you coming round again?
Oh, I don't think I can wait that long
Oh you see that I'm not that strong
The scream of the ambulance is sounding in my ears
Tell me, Sister Morphine, how long have
I been lying here? What am I doing in this place?
Why does the doctor have no face?
Oh, I can't crawl across the floor Ah,
Can't you see, Sister Morphine, I'm trying to score.
Well it just goes to show things are not what they seem
Please, Sister Morphine, turn my nightmares into dreams.
Oh can't you see I'm fading fast? And that this shot will be my last.
Sweet cousin cocaine, lay your cool cool hands on my head
Ah come on, Sister Morphine, you better make up my bed
'Cause you know and I know in the morning I'll be dead
You can sit around and you can watch all the clean white sheets stained red.

Well when you're sitting there in your silk upholstered chair
Talking to some rich folk that you know
Well I hope you won't see me in my ragged company
Cause you know I could never be alone
Take me down little Susie, take me down
I know you think you're the queen of the underground
And you can send me dead flowers every morning
Send me dead flowers by the mail
Send me dead flowers to my wedding And
I won't forget to put roses on your grave
Well when you're sitting back in your rose pink cadillac
Making bets on Kentucky Derby Day
Ah, I'll be in my basement room with a needle and a spoon
And another girl to take my pain away
Take me down little Susie, take me down
I know you think you're the queen of the underground
And you can Send me dead flowers every morning
Send me dead flowers by the mail
Send me dead flowers to my wedding
And I won't forget to put roses on your grave
Take me down little Susie, take me down
I know you think you're the queen of the underground
And you can send me dead flowers every morning
Send me dead flowers by the US mail
Say it with dead flowers in my wedding
And I won't forget to put roses on your grave
No, I won't forget to put roses on your grave

When the wind blows and the rain feels cold
with a head full of snow
with a head full of snow
In the window there's a face you know
Don't the night pass slow
Don't the night pass slow
The sound of strangers sending nothing to my mind
Just another mad mad day on the road
I am just living to be lying by your side
But I'm just about a moonlight mile on down the road
Made a rag pile of my shiny clothes
Gonna warm my bones, gonna warm my bones
I got silence on my radio
Let the air waves flow, let the air waves flow
For I'm sleeping under strange strange skies
Just another mad mad day on the road
My dreams are fading down the railway line
I'm just about a moonlight mile down the road
I'm hiding sister and
I'm dreaming
I'm riding down your moonlight mile
I'm hiding sister and
I'm dreaming
I'm riding down your moonlight mile
There I go now coming home now baby
Yeah, there I go now coming home now baby
Yeah, I'm coming home 'cause
I'm just about a moonlight mile
on down the road
on down the road,
down the road