Sticky Fingers

Gold Coast slaveship 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 



Brown sugar, how come you taste so good 

Brown sugar, just like a young girl should 



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 



Brown sugar, how come you taste so good 

Brown sugar, just like a young girl should 



Brown sugar, how come you taste so good 

Brown sugar, just like a black girl should 



I bet your mama was a Tent Show queen 

and all her boyfriends were sweet sixteen 

I'm no school boy but I know what I like 

You should have heard me just around midnight 



Brown sugar, how come you taste so good 

Brown sugar, just like a young girl should 



I said yeah, I said yeah, I said yeah, I said oh 

just like a black girl should

Did you ever wake up to find 

A day that broke up your mind 

Destroying 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 

Expect 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 



Hey, hey, hey now 

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 off stage lines 

Could 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've 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 fight in me 

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 see 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 feelin' drunk, juiced up and sloppy 

Ain't touched a drink all night 

Feeling hungry, can't see the reason 

Just had a horsemeat 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 

Won'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? 

and 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 folks that you know 

Well I hope you won't see me 

In my ragged company 

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 flower by the mail 

Send me dead flowers to my wedding 

And I won't forget to put roses on your grave 



Well, you're sitting back 

In your pink Cadillac 

Making bets on Kentucky Derby Day 

I'll be in my basement room 

With a needle and a spoon 

And another girl can 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 flower 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 flower by the US mail 

Say it with dead flowers at 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? 



Sound of strangers sending nothing to my mind 

Just another mad, mad day on the ro-oad 

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 am sleeping under strange strange skies 

Just another mad, mad day on the road 

My dreams is fading down the railway line 

I'm just about a moonlight mile down the ro-oad-woad 



Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 





I'm riding sister and I'm dreamin' 

I'm riding down your moonlight mile 

I'm riding sister and I'm dreamin' 

I'm riding down your moonlight mile 

I'm riding down your moonlight mile 

Let it go now, come on up baby 

Yeah, let it go now, yeah come on now baby 

Say 

Yeah, I'm coming home 'cause 



I'm just about a moonlight mile on down the road 

on down the road, down the road 

yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah baby ahhh