Just Because You can Don’t Mean You Should

I’ve been truckin’ all day long and all alone
Five hundred miles of freeway feels a thousand miles from home
Pull up off the interstate looking for a light
Some place to put this rig to sleep and layed out for the night

See a little sports car with the soft top down 
A damsel in distress beneath the hood
Pull on up and offer my assistance 
Just like any good truck driver would 

Her name was Ooo La La from Paris France
I thought of all my buddies in Iraq and Afghanistan
But I figured that those guys would understand
Americans have got to lend a hand

Just because you can don’t mean you should
Just because it’s sweet don’t mean it’s good
Just because it’s free don’t make it a bargain
Someday there’s gonna be hell to pay and the Devil don’t stop running
Just because she makes your flag fly
Raised your stars and striped high
Just because you can don’t mean you should
But buddy if I was in your place I would

“Bonjour Monsieur my car it has broken down
It made a funny noise and then it stopped
I sink that she’s a little overheated
My engine got too hot and then she popped 

Well I knew just what was wrong right from the start
I told her Madamoiselle you’re going to need a special part
Sometimes they’re hard to come by but tonight your lucky night
Cause right there up the freeway there’s a house of blue lights

We danced to Hank Williams, Ballard and Snow
Carl Perkins, Elvis, Tammy and George Jones,
And she was getting closer as the songs was getting slow
She kissed my neck and whispered ma Cherie shall we go?

Just because you can don’t mean you should
Just because it’s sweet don’t mean it’s good
Just because she’s the prettiest thing you’ve ever seen
From the coast of Carolina to the shore of New Orleans
Just because she’s hotter than July
Just because her fingers tapping drum rolls up your thigh
Just because you can don’t mean you should
But brother if I was in your place I would

Well it would have been un-chivalrous not to take the chance
When Ooo La La was doing that surrender dance
Them foreign little sports car can’t take you all the way
Tonight she wanted Cadillac, some Dodge and Chevrolet

We pulled up two days later in Mobile
For a drive-thru shotgun wedding at the Church of Coup deVille
It should have been the happiest day of my life
Unfortunately that shotgun was fired by his wife

Now people here’s the moral of this song
Everybody ought to at least try to get along
Extend the hand of friendship but keep your tractor shut
Cause it’s hard to drive an eighteen-wheeler with buckshot in your b b b b b

Just because you can don’t mean you should
Just because it’s sweet don’t mean it’s good
Just because it’s free don’t make it a bargain
Someday there’s gonna be hell to pay and the Devil don’t stop running
Just because she makes your flag fly
Raises your stars on your stripes high
Just because you can don’t mean you should
But buddy if I was in your place I would
Yeah brother if I was in your place I would – I know you would
Oh man if I was in your place I would
I know you would, I surely would, and so would I

Just Because You Can Don't Mean You Should

07 Just Because You Can Don’t Mean You Should

If You’re Gonna Leave Me This Christmas

Yeah! If You’re Gonna Leave Me This Christmas
There’ll be one less present to buy
If You’re Gonna Leave Me This Christmas
There’ll be one less present to buy
You can take your little ole Christmas stocking
Give me a woman who’s fishnets are rockin’
If You’re Gonna Leave Me This Christmas
There’ll be one less present to buy

Yes I’m gonna leave you this Christmas
And I ain’t coming back for New Year
Yes I’m gonna leave you this Christmas
And I ain’t gonna shed no tears
Why don’t you sit at the top of the Christmas tree
Those fairy lights can’t satisfy me!
I’m gonna leave you this Christmas
I got a drummer boy coming tonight – hit those drums!

Why don’t we kiss goodbye underneath the mistletoe?
‘Cause it’s Christmas Eve and you’re colder than a bucket snow
We don’t dingdong merrily, we don’t get high
You’re the Bleak Midwinter, you’re the Silent Night
The bells are ringing but old Rudolph is out of sight  
Ring those bells Boz!

Silent Night? I don’t think so, Calm? It’s like Bethlehem in here, a Virgin? Come all ye unfaithful baby! 
Tender and mild? Uh uh

If You’re Gonna Leave Me This Christmas
There’ll be one less present to buy 
Why don’t you make like Father Christmas 
And just get on your sledge and fly, fly,fly?
You’re gonna miss me Baby when I say ‘Good bye’

Oh, um, Oh but I can’t, Oh You’re lookin’ good!

It’s a minute to midnight and the clocks are starting to chime
It’s ten seconds to midnight and I’m a startin’ to change my mind
Baby I’m a fool, of that I’m sure - Baby your mine
Honey I’m yours
We better sweep that chimney ‘cause here comes Santa Claus

If you’re gonna leave me this Christmas, there’ll be one less present to buy
I ain’t gonna leave you this Christmas Baby, I love you ‘til The day I die
And the kids upstairs have all said their prayers
‘Cause Baby it’s Christmas time, Baby it’s Christmas time
It’s Christmas time
Merry Christmas Darlin’

If You're Gonna Leave Me This Christmas

06 If You're Gonna Leave Me This Christmas

The Ballad Of Byron

Holy Ship!
My old buddy Byron living down in New Orleans
Built him a ship out of old tin cans and sailed the seven seas
It had bed sheet sails and rusty nails 
Truck tyres to make it float
He set on out for England in that hunk of junk ol’ boat

It stared slow the wind was low even though the coast was clear
He didn’t have but a box of chips and a big ol’ case of beer
It took a mighty hurricane to push that raft along
But all the time he kept on smiling 
And singing this dumb old song

My name is Byron and I know no fear
I couldn’t even spell that, and I’m getting out of here
I really need a holiday so England here I come
If London Bridge is fallin’ down I’m gonna get me some

Folk said he was crazy, that he would surely die
Just plain insane and round again, ‘Hey why don’t you fly?’
‘Cause all I gots here’s twenty bucksand let me make it clear
When I gets back to England I’m a spending it on beer

And as the waves was rising Man you should have seen him go
Like a Surfin’ Bird he spread the word through the Gulf of Mexico
That frantic old Atlantic wasn’t built for cuttin’ slack
But Byron wasn’t worried ‘I got a Mermaid on my back’ 

He froze his beer on an iceberg where The Titanic went down
And the ghost of Captain Ahab tried to spin him all around
But Moby Dick was on his side and thrashed his giant tail
And Davy Jones’s locker key got sent back in the mail

My name is Byron and I know no fear
I couldn’t even spell that, and I’m getting out of here
I really need a holiday so England here I come
If London Bridge is fallin’ down I’m gonna get me some

Go get yourself some boy!
Holy Ship, keep swimming boy, 5000 miles

Now a Great White Shark came circling Man 
You shoulda seen them jaws
It stuck it’s nose over the side of the boat and it asked the Baseball scores
It took one look at Byron n said ‘Boy you’re mighty thin
Now here’s the deal’ and he caught a meal and he shared it All with him

Now the old White Cliffs of Dover they was comin’ into view
And the Bluebirds on the cliff top, there was everyone he knew
There was April, Jim and Old John Moore 
Who was lookin’ particularly fine
And we all jumped down on that wreck with him
‘Til we crossed that finish line 

My name is Byron and I know no fear
I couldn’t even spell that, and I’m getting out of here
I really need a holiday so England here I come
If London Bridge is fallin’ down I’m gonna get me some
If London Bridge is fallin’ down I’m gonna get me some

That’s the way it happened Yes this story is true
That mad old guy from New Orleans with the Alfred.E. tattoo
So if you’re feeling stranded man, if you’re feelin’ blue
All you need is a bit of a breeze and you can do it too

My name is Byron and I know no fear
I couldn’t even spell that, and I’m getting out of here
I really need a holiday so England here I come
If London Bridge is fallin’ down I’m gonna get me some
If London Bridge is fallin’ down I’m gonna get me some
If London Bridge is fallin’ down I’m gonna get me some
I’m gonna get myself some

The Ballad Of Byron

05 The Ballad Of Byron

Howlin’ For Joanne

Well she’s so sweet, yeah she’s so fine
Every time we meet, she’s got me towing the line
She got white blond hair, and them cat green eyes
She’s way sweeter than ice cream and hot apple pie
She’s great in the daytime, but even better at night
When the sun goes down and then the time is right

And I’m out in the city and I hear my baby call
And I’ m scratching at the fence posts 
Yeah I’m climbing up on the wall
And the moon is rising, the change is coming
I’m more wolf than a man
And I’m crawlin’ up on Hampstead Heath 
And I’m howlin’ for Joanne

She lives up the hill, at the edge of the wood
But she’s way cuter than Red Riding Hood
She got something for me, that always tastes so good
It ain’t gluten free, it makes me do what I should 

She says Grandpa what a long nose you have 
And hair upon your hands
Well I’m haulin’ ass on Hampstead Heath
And I’m howlin’ for Joanne

She’s so Germanic, sometimes it makes me panic
She don’t like to rush 
She got a mouth on her to make sailor blush

She got a Rag Doll cat and a fine Chihuahua
And scratch and sniff don’t stop
But if you don’t like The Wolf Man baby 
She’ll crush you like you was a moth

She’s great in the daytime, but even better at night
When the moondogs strut, and the bullfrogs fight
And the bullfrogs fight, and the bullfrogs fight
And the bullfrogs fight, and the bullfrogs fight

And I’m out in the city, and I hear my baby call
And I’m scratching at the fence posts 
Yes I’m climbin’ up the walls
And the moon is risin’, the change is coming
I’m more wolf than a a man
I’m crawlin’ up on Hampstead Heath  
Howlin’ for Joanne, howlin’ for Joanne
Ho ho ho ho ho!
Howlin’ for Joanne 
And the moon is rising, the change is coming
I’m more wolf than a man 
And I’m haulin’ ass on Hampstead Heath 
And I’m howlin’ for Joanne
Howlin’ for Joanne, howlin’ for Joanne

And the moon is risin’, the change is coming
I’m more wolf than a a man
I’m crawlin’ up on Hampstead Heath 
And I’m howlin’ for Joanne 
Howlin’ for Joanne, howlin’ for Joanne
Howlin’ for Joanne, howlin’ for Joanne

Howlin' For Joanne

04 Howlin' For Joanne

When Elvis Came To London

When Elvis came to London I was there
When Elvis Presley came to London, Baby that I swear!
There was me, Tommy Steele, Joe, Marty, Johnny Kidd
Cliff showed up but we all hid
When Elvis came to London I was there

When Elvis came to London I was there
When Elvis Presley came to London Baby that I swear
Well he snuck on out of Germany on a twenty-four pass
‘Cause he wanted to see this beautiful city of London
And I was there


Well, liar, liar your pants on fire, 
Your nose is as long as a telephone wire
Liar, liar, liar, your pants on fire
Well liar, liar, liar your pants on fire
Your nose is as long as the telephone wire
Liar, liar, liar, your pants on fire

There was a Blue Moon over London and I was there
There was a blue moon over London Mama that I swear
We couldn’t take him for a ride in an underground train
Cause the chicks would’ve fainted and the cats gone insane
When Elvis came to London I was there – Curl that lip, Baby!

Don’t ruin it Boz!

Well we drove him up to Buckingham Palace 
To check out the Queen
Well she threw off her crown and she fell down to her knees  And said “Why you’re the wildest cat that I ever did see
Come on King Honey let’s TCB!”  
When Elvis Came to London I was there

Well, liar, liar your pants on fire 
Your nose is as long as a telephone wire
Liar, liar, liar, your pants on fire
Well liar, liar, liar your pants on fire
Your nose is as long as the telephone wire
Liar, liar, liar, your pants on fire

Well we took him down to Soho to the Colony room
But there was too much cussin’ and we had to leave there soon
Well the King was getting hungry so we jumped in the car
But he wasn’t impressed with the Wimpy Bar
When Elvis came to London I was there

When Elvis came to London I was there
When Elvis came to London Mama that I swear – I swear¡
When Elvis came to London, when Elvis came to London
When Elvis came to London I was there, I was there, 
I was there, I was there

When Elvis Came To London

03 When Elvis Came To London

International Woman

International Woman, you’re lookin’ good to me
International Woman in your lingerie
When you shake that thing, I’m glad we joined the E.E.C

International Woman, were you sent from above
To come and teach me the international language of love?
Hola, Je t’aime. Igu-lalala, a vien!

Ah, take me round the world baby!
This is a night-time raid, special forces
The Geneva Convention of love
You’re gonna have to put me in trial baby

International Woman take off that national dress
Ah where you from babe? ut ut don’t tell me, let me guess
I’m a diplomat of love I need some international congress

Well now you might be from Africa, you might be from Rome
Anywhere that you’re from baby that’s where I’ll call home
I’m a missionary of love on a diplomatic mission
I’m an angel from above I’m great in any old position – wowww!
I can do it standing on one leg, like an ostrich, 
Blindfolded, with my hands tied behind my back – yeah all that stuff

International Woman, you’re at the top of my list
You’re so dangerous, you are my most wanted
And I’m imposing an unzipped fly-zone, let’s get with it!

Well now you might be from China, Australia or the States
Walk like an Egyptian in hot pants and roller skates
A Scandinavian beauty stranded on some desert shore
But if you come from England baby, I’ve met you before

Oh what do you mean you can’t remember? You’re breaking my heart
So cold, so cold, heat up, hear what I’m saying!

I’m gonna take my problem to the United Nations 
Take my problem to the United Nations
Gonna take my problem to the United Nations
The United Fornication Nation – wooo!
Take me round the world baby!
Oh, let’s form a coalition of the willing 
I’m the Olympic Champion baby,1956
Ooh yeah, ahh yeah that feels good

Well now you might be Brazilian, German or Swiss
With cuckoo clocks and bank accounts, precision that don’t miss
A Russky spy, a blow up doll from the axis of evil
But that don’t bother me none,’cause I’m a Bole Weevil
I can survive anything, you’ve got to pick me out of that cotton baby!
I’m indestructible, I can go anywhere!
You see that thing you’ve got in your hand?
That’s the Spear of Destiny, the Entente Cordiale
International Woman, you’re lookin’ good
International, you’re lookin’ good to me
International

International Woman

02 International Woman

Catwoman. First track from the new album 56 - releases 28/10/22

Set your pet pod baby, you’re comin’ round to my place tonight!
Leave some fish in the dish babe your pussycat will be alright
And this old tomcat is going to make you squeal with delight

Unblock your cat-flap baby, he’ll be going in and out all day
Or he’s gonna destroy all your furniture when you go away
And that cute little cat from next door wants to come round and play

Catwoman, catcatwoman, catwoman catcat woman, catwoman catcatwoman
Catwoman, catcatwoman, cccccccccccccCATWOMAN –Miaow!

Get out the catnip baby, and spread it all over the floor
We’re gonna hoover it all up, and then we’re gonna order some more
This cat is knock knock knockin, and soon he’s gonna break down the door

Cat woman Pussycat woman, oh you’re a cat woman I see, Ph a pussycat woman
Ooh, real nice – oh take it – blow it cats! 
Meow meow meow Oh meaow

Don’t worry honey I’ve got plenty of money and I can hit this steel guitar
Oh lovely pussy, oh pussy my love, what a beautiful pussy you are
What a beautiful pussy you are, are, are!

It’s the law of the jungle and I’m gonna be a tiger tonight -ooh wow!
Yes I’m the king of the jungle, so baby don’t you put up a fight
Because this old stray cat is gonna make you squeal with delight

Cat woman, catcatwoman, cat woman catcatwoman, ohh cat woman, catcatwoman
Cat woman

Cause this old stray cat is gonna make you squeal with delight
I said this old tomcat is gonna make you howl all night
Yeah this old stray cat is gonna make you squeal with delight
With delight, with delight

Catwoman

01 Catwoman

Positive For Cocaine

I’m positive for cocaine
I swore I’d never do it again
I reached the end of the line
I’m positive for cocaine

As the sun rises in the sky
And that feeling begins to subside
I start all over again, my friend
I’m positive for cocaine

Every time I take it I’m the King of the world
Every time it breaks me I’m the hollow man 
With hollow plans
I’m positive for cocaine

Me and the dealer, he’s my best friends
I don’t know his second name but
He drives a Mercedes Benz
And I get the feeling that most of my friends
Won’t stick around when this party’s over

I’m positive for cocaine
I swore I’d never do it again
I reached the end of the line this time
I’m positive for cocaine

If I was an athlete I’d be disqualified
And all my records taken away
But oh no Jack you can’t have my medals back
Because I pawned them yesterday, hey hey

As the sun sets in the sky
Then I need to get high
Let it fall like summer rain
I’m positive for cocaine

Every hit I ever had went straight up my nose
Every time I sneeze costs me a fortune
Back on the street oh, where life was sweet
I’m nothing but a sniffer dog’s treat

I’m positive for cocaine
I ought to hang my head in shame  
But while I’m down there...
I start all over again, my friend
I’m positive for cocaine
I’m positive for cocaine
I’m positive for cocaine

Positive For Cocaine

08 - Positive For Cocaine

From the album HALF AWAKE

https://johnmoore.bandcamp.com/album/half-awake

Half Awake

Tired Of London, Tired Of Life

You Might As Well Live

You Don’t Know What Love Is

You Don't Know What Love Is

Lo-Fi Lullabies / Floral Tributes

Memories And Morphine

Clouds Roll By

True Intentions

CD available to buy at
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Roll Your Activator

I Love To Boogie

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