Ramblin' Man
Sawyer Mix
  1. Lie to Me
  2. Ramblin' Man
  3. Bad Company
  4. Gimme All Your Lovin'
  5. Sweet Home Alabama
  6. Life in the Fast Lane
  7. Bad to the Bone (fic)
  8. Tush
  9. Rack 'em Up
  10. Gimme Three Steps
  11. Wanted Man
  12. American Woman
  13. Sharp Dressed Man (fic)
  14. You Really Got Me (fic)

  

Lie to Me - Johnny Lang

Lie to me and tell me everything is all right
Lie to me and tell me that you'll stay here tonight
Tell me that you'll never leave
Oh, and I'll just try to make believe
That everything, everything your telling me is true
Come on baby won't you just

Lie to me, go ahead and lie to me

Lie to me, it doesn't matter anymore
It could never be, the way it was before
If I can't hold on to you
Leave me somethin' I can hold onto
For just a little while won't you, won't you let me be

Oh, anyone can see
That you love him more than me
But right now baby let me pretend
That our love will never end

Lie to me, go ahead and lie to me

 

Bad Company - Bad Company

Company Always on the run
Destiny is the rising sun
Oh I was born 6-gun in my hand
Behind a gun I'll make my final stand
That's why they call me Bad company
And I can't deny
Bad company
Till the day I die
Till the day I die
Till the day I die Rebel souls
Deserters we are called
Chose a gun and threw away the sun
Now these towns
They all know our name 6-gun sound is our claim to fame
I can hear them say Bad company
And I won't deny
Bad Bad company
Till the day I die
Till the day I die
SOLO Bad
Bad company
I can't deny
Bad company
Till the day I die
And I say it's
Bad company Oh Yeah---Yeah
Bad company
Till the day I die Oh Yeah Tell me that you are not a thief
Oh But I am
Bad Company
It's the way I play
Dirty for dirty
Oh Somebody Double-crossed me
Double-cross
Double-cross
Yeah
We're Bad company
Kill in cold blood

 

Ramblin' Man - Allman Brothers Band

Yeah, I'm gonna tell my tale come on,
Come on, give a listen

Cause I was born lonely down by the riverside
Learned to spin fortune wheels, and throw dice
And I was just thirteen when I had to leave home
Knew I couldn't stick around, I had to roam
Ain't good looking, but you know I ain't shy
Ain't afraid to look it girl, hear me out
So if you need some lovin, and you need it right away
Take a little time out, and maybe I'll stay

[Chorus:]
But I got to ramble (ramblin' man)
Oh I got to gamble (gamblin' man)
Got to got to ramble (ramblin' man)
I was born a ramblin' gamblin' man

Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah alright here we go now now
I'm out of money, cause you know I need some
I ain't around to love you now, and I gotta run
Gotta keep moving, never gonna slow down
You can have your funky world, see you 'round

 

Gimme All Your Lovin' - ZZ Top

I got to have a shot of what you got is oh so sweet.
You got to make it hot, like a boomerang I need a repeat,

Gimme all your lovin', all your hugs and kisses too,
Gimme all your lovin', don't let up until we're through,

You got to whip it up and hit me like a ton of lead,
If I blow my top will you let it go to your head?

Gimme all your lovin', all your hugs and kisses too,
Gimme all your lovin', don't let up until we're through.

You got to move it up and use it like a scrweball would.
You got to pack it up, work it like a new boy should.

Gimme all your lovin', all your hugs and kisses too.
Gimme all your lovin', don't let up until we're through.

 

Sweet Home Alabama - Lynyrd Skynyrd

Big wheels keep on turning
Carry me home to see my kin
Singing songs about the Southland
I miss Alabamy once again
And I think its a sin, yes

Well I heard mister Young sing about her
Well, I heard ole Neil put her down
Well, I hope Neil Young will remember
A Southern man don't need him around anyhow

Sweet home Alabama
Where the skies are so blue
Sweet Home Alabama
Lord, I'm coming home to you

In Birmingham they love the governor
Now we all did what we could do
Now Watergate does not bother me
Does your conscience bother you?
Tell the truth

Sweet home Alabama
Where the skies are so blue
Sweet Home Alabama
Lord, I'm coming home to you
Here I come Alabama

Now Muscle Shoals has got the Swampers
And they've been known to pick a song or two
Lord they get me off so much
They pick me up when I'm feeling blue
Now how about you?

Sweet home Alabama
Where the skies are so blue
Sweet Home Alabama
Lord, I'm coming home to you

Sweet home Alabama
Oh sweet home baby
Where the skies are so blue
And the governor's true
Sweet Home Alabama
Lordy
Lord, I'm coming home to you
Yea, yea Montgomery's got the answer

 

Life in the Fast Lane - the Eagles

He was a hard-headed man
He was brutally handsome, and she was terminally pretty
She held him up, and he held her for ransom in the heart
of the cold, cold city
He had a nasty reputation as a cruel dude
They said he was ruthless, they said he was crude
They had one thing in common, they were
good in bed
She'd say, 'Faster, faster. The lights are turnin' red."
Life in the fast lane
Surely make you lose your mind, mm
Are you with me so far?

Eager for action and hot for the game
The coming attraction, the drop of a name
They knew all the right people, they took
all the right pills
They threw outrageous parties, they paid heavenly bills
There were lines on the mirror, lines on her face
She pretended not to notice, she was caught up
in the race

Out every evening, until it was light
He was too tired to make it, she was too tired
to fight about it

Life in the fast lane
Surely make you lose your mind
Life in the fast lane, everything all the time
Life in the fast lane, uh huh
Blowin' and burnin', blinded by thirst
They didn't see the stop sign,
took a turn for the worse

She said, "Listen, baby. You can hear the engine
ring. We've been up and down this highway;
haven't seen a goddam thing."
He said, "Call the doctor. I think I'm gonna crash."
"The doctor say he's comin', but you gotta pay him cash."
They went rushin' down that freeway,
messed around and got lost
They didn't know they were just dyin' to get off
And it was life in the fast lane
Life in the fast lane

 

Bad to the Bone - 
George Thorogood and the Destroyers

Oh, on the day I was born
The nurses all gathered 'round
And they gazed in wide wonder
At the joy they had found

The head nurse spoke up
Said leave this one alone
She could tell right away
That I was bad to the bone

Bad to the bone
Bad to the bone
B-B-B-B-Bad
B-B-B-B-Bad
B-B-B-B-Bad

I broke a thousand hearts
Before I met you
I'll break a thousand more baby
Before I am through

I wanna be yours pretty baby
Yours and yours alone
I'm here to tell ya honey
That I'm bad to the bone

Bad to the bone
B-B-B-B-Bad
B-B-B-B-Bad
B-B-B-B-Bad
Bad to the bone

I make a rich woman beg
And I make a good woman steal
I make an old woman blush
And I make a young girl squeal

I wanna be yours pretty baby
Yours and yours alone
I'm here to tell ya honey
That I'm bad to the bone

B-B-B-B-Bad
B-B-B-B-Bad
B-B-B-B-Bad
Bad to the bone

And when I walk the streets
Kings and queens step aside
Every woman I meet
They all stay satisfied

I wanna tell you pretty baby
Well I see I make my own
And I'm here to tell ya honey
That I'm bad to the bone


Bad to the bone
B-B-B-B-Bad
B-B-B-B-Bad
B-B-B-B-Bad
Whoo
Bad to the bone

 

Bad to the Bone – by Jenn Moffatt aka goth_huntress

He settled into the shadows of the bar, which wasn’t hard, since the place was made mostly of shadows. The floor was stained, from years of spilt beer, whiskey and blood, a dull dark grayish brown. The man swirled the cheap whiskey in his glass. He hadn’t been able to afford a named brand, and with things turning out the way there were he was going to have to keep a low profile down under. His knuckles were stained with yellow from too many cigarettes, cracked and brushed from a fight he’d tried to avoid the night before. When he glanced into the dirty mirror behind the bar, he almost didn’t recognize the old man who was looking back at him. At times like this, when he was low on cash, he had a hard time remembering who he had been.

The door of the bar opened, sending in a shaft of stabbing light. The man with the cheap whiskey wasn’t the only creature of the night that cringed as it flickered across the room until it faded into a thin line and vanished. He looked up from beneath a stained baseball cap that hid his now balding head. He remembered what it was like when he had thick golden hair that any mark would sell her soul to wrap her fingers into. Those were the good old days.

Sawyer watched as a tall blond shambled into the bar. He was shaking a bit, and looked like he’d just watched something horrible happen. He didn’t care, didn’t matter to him who anyone was as long as they weren’t looking for him. He’d heard rumors that he there was someone looking for him, and that that someone had actually come all the way to Australia to find him. But so far, he’d flown under the radar of whoever it was.

“I need a shot of Jack,” the new blond said, hair a bit too long to be in style, but enough to make a woman’s knees week framed his face. His accent wasn’t Australian at all. He was an American, and Sawyer didn’t miss the twang of the south in his voice. He’d spent quite a bit of time down south running one con or another over the years. He’d moved on when some bitch had got herself killed for hopping in the sack with him. “Make it a double.”

Another man came into the bar. He looked worse than Sawyer felt on a bad day. He was old and had the shakes that only came from being a long standing friend with the bottle. He settled down next to the blond, and they chatted a bit. Neither man said their names, so Sawyer settled back down when neither of them seemed to notice him to drink his rock gut whiskey.

Eventually the older guy left and the blond ordered another shot just as the door flew open again. This time, everyone froze as badges were flashed. “James Ford!” One of the cops said looking at the blond. Ford got up and started to try to get away. He was spitting and snarling out a string of cussing that would have made a navy man flinch. “You’re under arrest.”

James Ford, Sawyer shook his head and drained the last of his drink as the cops dragged him out of the bar. “Well as I live and breath,” he said watching as the man he’d created was taken away in handcuffs. He hadn’t raised the boy. Hadn’t been married to his mother, but what he’d done to James Ford’s family had made him who he was today. If Sawyer knew the half of it, he’d have either been proud or very, very afraid.

 
Tush - ZZ Top

I been up, I been down.
Take my word, my way around.
I ain't askin' for much.
I said, lord, take me downtown,
I'm just lookin' for some tush.

I been bad, I been good,
Dallas, texas, hollywood.
I ain't askin' for much.
I said, lord, take me downtown,
I'm just lookin' for some tush.

Take me back way back home,
Not by myself, not alone.
I ain't askin' for much.
I said, lord, take me downtown,
I'm just lookin' for some tush.

 

Rack 'em Up - Johnny Lang

I used to hang out down at Jack's Pool Hall
You go down there and don't do nothin' at all
If you wanted to play some cards there was a game in the back
If you wanted to shot or somethin' you went and talked to Jack
If you had a little money you was a grade A fool
There was a guy down there who used to shoot a little pool

Rack 'em up
Till' the day he was dead that all they ever said
Rack 'em up

He didn't own a TV set, didn't own a car
He ate what whatever Jack was makin' back behind the bar
They said he had a wife, but she left him in tears
He hadn't been home in twenty five years

Rack 'em up

They came from all over thinkin' they we're pretty hot
Put all their money on the table, wanna play the best we got
Nine in the corner, five in the side
Take a hundred dollar bill and just let it ride
I tell him listen son, ain't no disaster
There ain't no shame in being beat by a master

 

Gimme Three Steps - Lynyrd Skynyrd

I was cutting the rug
Down at a place called The Jug
With a girl named Linda Lu
When in walked a man
With a gun in his hand
And he was looking for you know who.
He said, "Hey there fellow,
With the hair colored yellow,
Watcha tryin' to prove?
'Cause that's my woman there
And I'm a man who cares
And this might be all for you."
I was scared and fearing for my life.
I was shakin' like a leaf on a tree.
'Cause he was lean, mean,
Big and bad, Lord,
Pointin' that gun at me.
I said, "Wait a minute, mister,
I didn't even kiss her.
Don't want no trouble with you.
And I know you don't owe me
But I wish you'd let me
Ask one favor from you."
[Chorus]
"Won't you give me three steps,
Gimme three steps mister,
Gimme three steps towards the door?
Gimme three steps
Gimme three steps mister,
And you'll never see me no more."
Well the crowd cleared away
And I began to pray
As the water fell on the floor.
And I'm telling you son,
Well, it ain't no fun
Staring straight down a forty-four.
Well he turned and screamed at Linda Lu
And that's the break I was looking for.
And you could hear me screaming a mile away
As I was headed out towards the door.
[Chorus]

 

Wanted Man - Four Horsemen

Wanted man in Texas,
Wanted man in Queens
Wanted man in Hollywood,
Wanted man in New Orleans

Wanted man in Mexico,
Wanted man in Idaho

I'm a wanted man, I'm a wanted man, I'm a wanted man, I'm a wanted man..

Wanted man in England,
Wanted man in France
Wanted man in Maryland,
Where I made them suckers dance

I'm a wanted man in NYC
A wanted man in old DC

I'm a wanted man
They're following me

 

I'm a wanted man, I'm a wanted man, I'm a wanted man, I'm a wanted man...

Wanted man in Tennessee,
Wanted man in old Smallseed
I tell ya boy, where ever I am

I'm a wanted man
It ain't no bad place to be
'cause I'm a wanted man, a wanted man, I'm a wanted man

That's right, I'm wanted wherever I go

 

American Woman - the Guess Who
American woman, stay away from me
American woman, mama let me be
Don't come a hangin' around my door
I don't wanna see your face no more
I got more important things to do
Than spend my time growin' old with you
Now woman, I said, stay away
American woman
Listen what I say-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay

American woman, get away from me
American woman, mama let me be
Don't come a knockin' around my door
Don't wanna see your shadow no more
Coloured lights can hypnotize
Sparkle someone else's eyes
Now woman, I said get away
American woman
Listen what I say-ay-ay-ay

[Instrumental Interlude]

American woman, said get away
American woman, listen what I say
Don't come a hangin' around my door
Don't wanna see your face no more
I don't need your war machines
I don't need your ghetto scenes
Coloured lights can hypnotize
Sparkle someone else's eyes
Now Woman, get away from me
American woman
Mama let me be

Go, gotta get away
Gotta get away now go, go, go
I'm gonna leave you woman
Gonna leave you woman
Bye-bye, bye-bye
Bye-bye, bye-bye
You're no good for me
I'm no good for you
Gonna look you right in the eye
Tell you what I'm gonna do
You know I'm gonna leave
You know I'm gonna go
You know I'm gonna leave
You know I'm gonna go-o, woman
I'm gonna leave you woman
Goodbye American woman

 

Sharp Dress Man - ZZ Top

Clean shirt, new shoes
And I don't know where I am goin' to.
Silk suit, black tie,
I don't need a reason why.
They come runnin' just as fast as they can
Coz every girl crazy 'bout a sharp dressed man.

Gold watch, diamond ring,
I ain't missin' a single thing.
And cufflinks, stick pin,
When I step out I'm gonna do you in.
They come runnin' just as fast as they can
Coz every girl crazy 'bout a sharp dressed man.

Top coat, top hat,
I don't worry coz my wallet's fat.
Black shades, white gloves,
Lookin' sharp and lookin' for love.
They come runnin' just as fast as they can
Coz every girl grazy 'bout a sharp dressed man.

 

Sharp Dressed Man by Jenn Moffatt aka Goth_huntress
He strolled around the edge of the country club’s pool, smiling here and there at the ladies of leisure whose husbands were off playing golf and getting drunk on the back nine while they basked in the harmful UV rays soaked in the latest keep young forever miracle SPF cream to preserve their beauty. Sawyer was one of the few men at the pool who wasn’t a cabana boy or waiter. He’d done both jobs before he’d learned a better way to make a living, so knew just how to behave to draw the attention of the lovelies with money. He has a towel slung over one broad bronzed shoulder, months spent digging ditches in the pen would do that for someone. His bathing suit fit well without being obscene, no little Speedos for his while he was working, although truth be told he’d much rather be swimming naked.

His sharp eyes hidden behind his expensive Ray Bans found his mark, and lucky for him the seat next to Mrs. Winifred Harris was empty. “Excuse me, ma’am,” he asked all sugar and sex. “Is this seat taken?” She was pretty, in her mid thirties, at the prime of her sexual peek, but the 6 carat diamond wedding ring on her finger was what really caught the conman’s eyes.

“No,” she said, her New England tones strange to the southern boy’s ears. “Please have a seat.”

Her glasses weren’t tinted as darkly as his were, so he didn’t miss her watching him as he spread suntan lotion on his well muscled chest and stomach. He could practically see her licking her lips as he moved his hands over his long legs one at a time. Yep, even over 30, and he still had it.

As he reached over his shoulder twisting away from her, she tapped him on the shoulder. “Let me get your back? I wouldn’t want you to get burned.”

“Why thank you,” he drawled arching his neck to let her spread the lotion over his back. “I’m Frank Sawyer. Nice to meet you.”
 
Really Got Me - Van Halen

Girl, you really got me now
You got me so I don't know what I'm doin'
Girl, you really got me now
You got me so I can't sleep at night
Girl (Girl), you really got me now
You got me so I don't know where I'm goin'
Oh yeah (Yeah), you really got me now
You got me so I can't sleep at night

You really got me (Oh!)
You really got me (Whoa-oh)
You really got me

Please, don't ever let me be
I only wanna be by your side
Please, don't ever let me be
I only wanna be by your side

Girl (Girl), you really got me now
You got me so I don't know what I'm doin' yeah
Oh yeah (Yeah), you really got me now
Got me so I can't sleep at night

You really got me (Ah-ha!)
You really got me (Ah-ha!)
You really got me

Oh, no, no, ah!

(Guitar Solo)

Girl, you really got me now
You got me so I don't know what I'm doin' Ow!
Girl, you really got me now
You got me so I can't sleep at night
(Owwww!)

Girl (Girl), you really got me now
You got me so I don't know where I'm goin' yeah
Oh yeah (Yeah), you really got me now
Got me so I can't sleep at night

You really got me
You really got me (Oh!)
You really got me

Oh! Oh! Oh!

 

Girl You Really Got Me – by Jenn Moffatt aka Goth_huntress

The sand was still warm from the beating it had taken during the day as Sawyer slipped along the shore to his favorite swimming spot. It was around an outcropping of lava, and hidden from the eyes of most of the rest of the survivors who were living on the beach. He glanced over his shoulder, the breeze blowing his shaggy blond hair into his eyes as he waited to see if anyone was following him. He let out a deep sigh when Kate didn’t step out of the jungle. She was probably out there trying to help Jack do something or other. For an outlaw, that girl sure had a lot of heart, he thought. Her lips had been so soft though, he smiled when he thought about their swim when they’d found the briefcase full of guns.

“Damn,” he swore as he peeled off his clothes, leaving them up on the outcropping of lava to make sure they didn’t get wet, and his last pack of cigarettes was protected. He was going to be so damned sorry when they were gone. “You are going soft on her.” The water was warm as he slid naked into the tide pool. It was shallow, and teaming with life. If Jin knew he was swimming in one of his favorite fishing spots, he was sure the Korean man would pop a vein or twelve. “But that’s why we go skinny dipping at night.”

He swam about in the pool, taking strong strokes safe from anything that might eat him on the other side of the reef, then settled back to just let the water ebb and flow around him. He kept finding his thoughts wandering back to Kate. She had gotten under his skin. There was a connection there that he couldn’t fight, and wasn’t at all sure that he wanted to. She was all the things he liked in a woman smart, pretty, tough, and not going to take any of his shit. She wasn’t like any of the girls he usually took to bed. They were marks most of the time, or just someone to fill a physical need. Freckles on the other hand was touching someplace deep inside of him. She might be able to get to Jimmy Ford, instead of Sawyer.

He swore, and climbed out of the water, shaking it from his hair as he dressed. Sawyer settled on the lava wall, and pulled out a cigarette. “Damn,” he took a long drag. “That girl is dangerous as hell.”