(David Coverdale & Micky Moody) She was the keeper of all my reason, Possessor of all I owned, She kept me on the edge of darkness With words as cold
(David Coverdale, Bernie Marsden) Gypsy woman told me I've got to walk the night Like a fallen angel, I'm blinded by the light I need to find a love
(David Coverdale & Micky Moody) Getting near the end, now I knew the time was right for a breakdown Megaton surprise but your eyes never made it a shakedown
(David Coverdale) Only my soul, stops me crying, Wondering why I feel alone And only my love keeps me from Weeping, so bad, Giving me strength, to carry
(Price/Walsh) Ain't no love in the heart of the city, Ain't no love in the heart of town. Ain't no love, sure 'nuff is a pity, Ain't no love 'cos you
(David Coverdale & Micky Moody) Oh, you told me you were burned by holy water, And the priest forgot the words He was trying to say It seems your best
I got a woman sweet Adrene Best of woman I have ever seen Gipsy blood runnin? through her vain Lord have mercy now she?s driving me insane an? I got
I don?t mind if you wanna talk about the weather I don?t mind if you don?t wanna talk at all You don?t mind you little ahh, friendly persuasion You don
Some people tell me The blues ain't bad, But, I've never know anything Make me feel so sad... Running on empty, hurting to the core, When everything
(David Coverdale & Micky Moody) Rising with the morning sun I turn to greet the dawn, Knowing I must face another day Sleepless night behind me, Just
Wherever you go I'll be there I'll be waiting to care for you Whatever you want I'll try to give No matter what I have to do Through thick and
Here I sit a broken hearted man Lady luck dealt me a losin' hand So what's a man like me to do? Still a fool in love with you I gave you all the love
Somebody help me I'm feeling low I've been down for so long don't know which way to go drowning in sorrow in deep misery someone throw me a line I'm
(David Coverdale & Micky Moody) You never call me, babe, Until your man is gone, I know it's you When I pick up the telephone You ask me how I am And
(David Coverdale & John Sykes) I know you, you know me I'm the black sheep of the family, I'm in an' out of trouble I'm the talk of the town I get wild
(David Coverdale) When you're waltzing down the High Street Singing that sweet French perfume song Looking out for the boys who couldn't sing along.
The sky is red, I don't understand, Past midnight I still see the land People are sayin' the woman is damned, She makes you burn with a wave of her hand
Well flesh from my soul What's wrong with me? My body's shakin' like a willow tree. Call on me baby When you need a hand. I'll give you somethin' That