Get Your Wings
- Released
- March 01, 1974
- Label
- Columbia Records
- Recorded At
- Record Plant Studios, New York
- Length
- 38:03
- Discs
- 1
- Credits
- Tyler/Perry
- Length
- 3:53
- Additional Personnel
- Michael Brecker (Tenor Sax), Stan Bronstein (Baritone Sax), Randy Brecker (Trumpet), Jon Pearson (Trombone), Steve Wagner (Guitar), Dick Wagner (Guitar)
- First known play
- 1974-01-07
- Most recent known play
- 2018-05-05
- Total known full plays
- 712
- Total times opening a show
- 21
- Total times closing a show
- 2
Get yourself cooler, lay yourself low
Coincidental murder, with nothing to show
With the judge, constipation will go to his head
And his wife's aggravation, you're soon enough dead
It's the same old story
Same old song and dance, my friend
It's the same old story
Same old song and dance, my friend
Gotcha with the cocaine, they found with your gun
No smooth-faced laywer could get you undone
Said love ain't the same on the south side of town
You could look, but you ain't gonna find it around
It's the same old story
Same old song and dance, my friend
It's the same old story, same old story
Same old song and dance
Fate comes a-knockin', doors start lockin'
Your old time connection, change your direction
You ain't gonna change it, can't rearrange it
Can't stand the pain when it's all the same to you, my friend
When you're low down and dirty, from walkin' the street
With your old hurdy-gurdy, no one to meet
Said love ain't the same, on the south side of town
You could look, but you ain't gonna find it around
It's the same old story
Same old song and dance, my friend
It's the same old story, same old story
Same old song and dance
- Credits
- Tyler
- Length
- 4:14
- First known play
- 1974-01-07
- Most recent known play
- 2015-06-30
- Total known full plays
- 283
- Total times opening a show
- 2
- Total times closing a show
- 1
Down to who knows who
Just to socialize
I'm waiting for my girls
When you caught my eyes
You got no way to make a man honey
You got to understand
I'm your man, child, lord of the thighs
Well, well, Lordie my God
What do we got here?
She's flashin' 'cross the floor
Make it perfectly clear
You're the bait, and you're the hook
Someone bound to take a look
I'm your man, child, Lord of the Thighs
You must of come here to find it
You've got the look in your eyes
Although you really don't mind it
I am the lord of your thighs
You must of come here to find it
You've got the look in your eyes
Although you really don't mind it
I am the lord of your thighs
- Credits
- Tyler/Perry
- Length
- 4:21
- Additional Personnel
- Ray Colcord (Keyboards)
- Total known full plays
- 0
Spaced in time, child of nine
Doin' twenty years on the way
Fire and steel, earth unreal
Find another planet to stay
Harper died, Ma survived
Tellin' me about her ordeal
And the soul she could not feel
Cause they made her so unreal
Light in years, disappears
Twenty million years on my brain
Synthesize, overrides
Tryin' to keep from goin' insane
And my soul I could not feel
Cause they made me so unreal
Spaced enough to know I feel there's nothin' out there
Spaced enough to know I feel I really don't care
Spaced enough to feel I'm really losin' my mind
And I'm never, never, never, never, ever goin' back
I'm off the track
No one even knows I'm alive
spaced, without a trace
Waitin' for the word to arrive
I'm the last man to survive
- Credits
- Tyler/Don Solomon
- Length
- 5:50
- First known play
- 1974-04-07
- Most recent known play
- 1974-11-02
- Total known full plays
- 8
- Total known partial plays
- 2
- Total times opening a show
- 1
Well she's a woman of the world, and God she knows it
She'll turn my head every time she shows it
Yeah, nothin' you can do, nothin' you can say
No way you can try to change her way
She might be gone tomorrow, honey say what you gotta say
Lordy, lordie, lordie, lordie what a woman
You know I tried, I tried, I tried so hard to please her
She'd give me a look if I beg to tease her
Yeah, and there's nothin' you can say, nothin' you can do
No way you can try to hoochie coo
She might be gone tomorrow, oh lordy what you gonna do?
And I tried with an open hand and a heart of sorrow
Hoped that everything would be alright, alright, alright
Don't save too much lovin' for tomorrow
Get out all your lovin' here tonight
And I tried with an open hand and a heart of sorrow
Hoped that everything would be alright, alright, alright, alright
Don't save too much lovin' for tomorrow
Get out all your lovin' here tonight
She got big-eyed cats, she got coats of sable
She seats forty-four at her dinner table
And there's nothin' you can do, nothin' you can say
No way you can try to change her way
She might be gone tomorrow, oh throwin' your love away
- Credits
- Tyler
- Length
- 2:51
- First known play
- 1973-09-14
- Most recent known play
- 2014-08-19
- Total known full plays
- 137
- Total known medley plays
- 3
- Total times opening a show
- 5
- Total times closing a show
- 1
Stagecoach lady, hourglass body
Making things glow in the night
Well, she would if she could, and she'd be good if she would only
Be the lover she be out tonight
Cause I'm a bad
Lonely school boy
And I'm a rat
And it's too bad, can't get me none of that
Salt Lake City, salt-lickin' bitties
Bogus honey stinkin' of gin
Well my daddy was hard, his face was pretty scarred
From kickin' ass and playin' poker to win
Cause I'm a bad
Lonely school boy
And I'm a rat
And it's too bad, can't get me none of that
It's too bad
And it's too bad
Can't get me none of that
Loose old lady, my mama Katie
Chivalry was born at her feet
Well she shoulda thought twice when Pa showed his dice
That night she put my daddy to sleep
Cause I'm a bad
A lonely school boy
And I'm a rat
And it's too bad, can't get me none of that
It's too bad
Lord, it's too bad
I said it's too bad
No it's too bad
I said it's too bad
It's too bad
You know it's too bad
It's too bad
- Credits
- T. Bradshaw/L. Mann/H. Kay
- Length
- 5:33
- Additional Personnel
- Steve Hunter (Guitar), Dick Wagner (Guitar)
- First known play
- 1970-11-06
- Most recent known play
- 2017-06-17
- Total known full plays
- 756
- Total times opening a show
- 69
- Total times closing a show
- 366
Well, on a train, I met a dame
She rather handsome, we kind looked the same
She was pretty, from New York City
I'm walkin' down that old fair lane
I'm in heat, I'm in love
But I just couldn't tell her so
I said, train kept a rollin' all night long
Train kept a rollin' all night long
Train kept a rollin' all night long
Train kept a rollin' all night long
With a heave, and a ho
But I just couldn't tell her so
Well, get along, sweet little woman get along
On your way, get along, sweet little woman get along
On your way
I'm in heat, I'm in love
But I just couldn't tell her so
Well, on a train, I met a dame
She rather handsome, we kind looked the same
She was pretty, from New York City
I'm walkin' down that old fair lane
I'm in heat, I'm in love
But I just couldn't tell her so
I said, train kept a rollin' all night long
Train kept a rollin' all night long
Train kept a rollin' all night long
Train kept a rollin' all night long
With a heave, with a ho
But I just couldn't tell her
Well, get along, sweet little woman get along
On your way, get along, sweet little woman get along
On your way
I'm in heat, I'm in love
But I just couldn't tell her
Well, we made a stop in Albequerque
She must'a thought I was a real cool jerk
Got off the train, and lookin' handsome
Lookin' so good, Jack, I couldn't let her go
But I just couldn't tell her so
I said, train kept a rollin' all night long
Train kept a rollin' all night long
Train kept a rollin' all night long
Train kept a rollin' all night long
I'm in heat, I'm in love
But I just couldn't tell her
- Credits
- Tyler
- Length
- 5:38
- First known play
- 1974-10-04
- Most recent known play
- 2017-06-26
- Total known full plays
- 252
- Total times closing a show
- 1
Blues hearted lady, sleepy was she
Love for the devil brought her to me
Seas of a thousand drawn to her sin
Seasons of wither holdin' me in
Ooh woe is me, I feel so badly for you
Ooh woe is me, I feel so sadly for you in time
Bound to lose your mind
Live on borrowed time
Take the wind right out of your sail
Fireflies dance in the heat of
Hound dogs that bay at the moon
My ship leaves in the midnight
Can't say I'll be back too soon
They awaken, far far away
Heat of my candle, show me the way
Seas of a thousand drawn to her sin
Seasons of wither holdin' me in
Ooh woe is me, I feel so badly for you
Ooh woe is me, I feel so sadly for you in time
Bound to lose your mind
Live on borrowed time
Take the wind right out of your sail
- Credits
- Tyler/Kramer
- Length
- 5:43
- Additional Personnel
- Michael Brecker (Tenor Sax), Stan Bronstein (Baritone Sax)
- First known play
- 1973-09-14
- Most recent known play
- 2002-02-03
- Total known full plays
- 13
- Total known partial plays
- 1
- Total times closing a show
- 1
When I'm in heat and someone gets a notion
I jump to my feet, I hoof it to the ocean
We hit a beach where no one give a hoot
Nobody never ever wears a suit
The ladies there, they look so proud
That's cause they know that their well endowed
Now I ain't much on Fannie's conversation
Or care to much about her operation
But every time Pandora come my way
I get high, can't explain the sensation
To get it on I got to watch what I say
Or I'll catch hell from the women's liberation
Sweet Pandora
God-like aura
Smellin' like a flora
Open up your door for me
Sweet Pandora
God-like aura
Smellin' like a flora
Open up your door for me
Sweet Pandora
Mama crack a smile for me
Just for me
Now I ain't what you'd call a city slicker
Or claim to fame to be a slitty licker
But every time Pandora come my way
I get high, can't explain the sensation
To get it on I got to watch what I say
Or I'll catch hell from the women's liberation
Sweet Pandora
God-like aura
Smellin' like a flora
Open up your door for me
Sweet Pandora
God-like aura
Smellin' like a flora
Open up your door for me
Sweet Pandora
Mama crack a smile for me
Just for me