Country Joe McDonald Superstitious Blues Standing at the Crossroads Put my heart inside a bottle and place it on the shelf I'm savin' my love for you babe and for no one else Though miles may come between us my love for you still lives on The days gone by can never die no matter how long I'm gone Oh, I'm standin' at the crossroads just like a ship adrift at sea The blues are like a bloodhound always comin' after me Oh I'm standin' at the crossroads wonderin' which way to go The blues are like my shadow they're with me wherever I go The times aren't always gentle the people aren't always kind But behind the bend might be a friend there for you to find But it seems like all good people I meet as I'm travelin' through Just sit down to talk and before we begin They're off with their own things to do © 1981 Alkatraz Corner Music BMI words and music by Joe McDonald Eunicita Out on the tundra the lions play their little games of life and death And while the father lay sleeping the mother lies near with cubs at her breast It's not what you do not what you say Eunicita believes in life before death Small pieces of my heart fall to the ground for all to see Who cares for me? Who cares for me? The picture frame spins round and round my face I've lost the place I used to go all by myself He stands alone, the rocks and trees have all blown away the sands burn his feet There are precious stones, things which a man could use to make his fortune But he does not see, for his mind is now in other places © 1983 Alkatraz Corner Music Co BMI words and music by Joe McDonald Superstitious Blues I'm feelin' superstitious when it comes to loving you. I'm feelin' superstitious when it comes to loving you Because I've had some bad luck and I know what that can do. To check my situation I read my horoscope each day To check my situation I read my horoscope each day To make sure there's good vibrations and everything's ok. I went to the psychic reader to have my fortune told. I went to the psychic reader to have my fortune told. Said son no need to worry your love's as good as gold. I'm feelin' superstitious but our love's my good luck charm I'm feelin' superstitious but our love's my good luck charm And as long as we keep lovin' I won't fear no harm © 1990 Alkatraz Corner Music Co BMI words and music by Joe McDonald Starship Ride Oh, get your self together Oh, leave your troubles behind Oh, don't worry 'bout the weather We'll be going on a starship ride. Oh, the moon is callin' Come pack your troubles away Out where the stars are fallin' We'll be cruisin' the milky way Hey, tell your mama and your papa Don't wait up tonight We'll bring back a little piece of heaven When we get back from our starship ride © 1990 Alkatraz Corner Music Co BMI words and music by Joe McDonald Cocaine (Rock) Hey everybody listen carefully A bad habit starts casually with Cocaine Rock Cocaine Every little bit adds up in time Before you know it you've lost your mind on Cocaine Rock Cocaine Bit by bit and day by day slowly wasting your life away on Cocaine on Cocaine You slave away try to make ends meet Then wind up in the streets on Cocaine Rock Cocaine The stress of work can mess your mind Relax do a couple a lines of Cocaine Rock Cocaine My how the time does fly First you're high and then you die on Cocaine Rock Cocaine Hey where did the money go? Look In your pipe look in your nose Cocaine Rock Cocaine You think you're being cool and free But you're a desperate chump with a desperate need for Cocaine Rock Cocaine It's easy to take control All you have to do is say no to Cocaine Rock Cocaine © 1990 Alkatraz Corner Music Co BMI words and music by Joe McDonald Blues for Breakfast Woke up this morning with a pain in my head Had the blues for breakfast and got back in bed Woke up this morning with a pain in my head Woke up this morning with a pain in my head Had the blues for breakfast and got back in bed I had sugar in the morning but now my sugar's gone It's such a lonesome feeling starting off the day alone I had sugar in the morning but now my sugar's gone I had sugar in the morning but now my sugar's gone It's such a lonesome feeling starting off the day alone I like my biscuits buttered and I like my coffee sweet I like to have my sugar lying here next to me I like my biscuits buttered and I like my coffee sweet I like my biscuits buttered and I like my coffee sweet I like to have my sugar lying here next to me © 1990 Alkatraz Corner Music Co BMI words and music by Joe McDonald Clara Barton Every time in the world someone receives first aid You can thank Clara Barton for the life that is saved She lived out her life in a world ruled by men Every time they knocked her down she got back up again Clara Barton Civil War Veterans with tears in their eyes Told how she braved the battle lust to save their lives She never ran from the shot and the shell Bringing aid and comfort in the midst of Hell And even then at the war's very end When the prisoners were lost and without friends She helped families to find those that they loved A professional angel sent from up above Thank the Lord for Clara Barton and long live her name The American Red Cross is her claim to fame. When you see a Red Cross worker in a time of flood or war Take a moment to remember and thank the Lord for Clara Barton. © 1990 Alkatraz Corner Music Co BMI words and music by Joe McDonald Blues for Michael Hey, hey, Michael won't you play the blues for me Hey, hey, Michael won't you play the blues for me To hear you play would be so heavenly Hey, hey, Michael I bet you're over on cloud nine Hey, hey, Michael I bet you're over on cloud nine Playing blues for the angels and blowin' everybody's mind I can still remember Seems like yesterday Down at the nite club Where we used to play Now your chair is empty Your guitar left untuned And it hurts so bad now To not hear you play the blues Hey, hey, Michael won't you play some blues for me to hear you play would be so heavenly © 1990 Alkatraz Corner Music Co. BMI words and music by Joe McDonald All songs © 1981,1983,1990 Alkatraz Corner Music, BMI. Words and music by Joe McDonald.