Cream - Fresh Cream Album Lyrics

(Jack Bruce)

Driving in my car, smoking my cigar,
The only time I'm happy's when I play my guitar.

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.*
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.

Singing in my yacht, what a lot I got,
Happiness is something that just cannot be bought.

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.

I've been in and I'm out, I've been up and down,
I don't want to go until I've been all around.

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.

What's it all about, anyone in doubt,
I don't want to go until I've found it all out.**

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.

(Jack Bruce and Janet Godfrey)

I'm a sleepy time baby, a sleepy time boy.
Work only maybe, life is a joy.

We'll have a sleepy time time.
We'll have a sleepy time time.
We'll have a sleepy time time.
We'll have a sleepy time time.
Sleepy time time.
Sleepy time time all the time.

Asleep in the daytime, asleep at night.
Life is all playtime; working ain't right.

We'll have a sleepy time time.
We'll have a sleepy time time.
We'll have a sleepy time time.
We'll have a sleepy time time.
Sleepy time time.
Sleepy time time all the time.

I have my Sunday, that ain't no lie.*
But on Monday morning comes my favorite try.*

We'll have a sleepy time time.
We'll have a sleepy time time.
We'll have a sleepy time time.
We'll have a sleepy time time.
Sleepy time time.
Sleepy time time all the time.

(Jack Bruce)

Dreaming about my love.
You bring me joy and hours of happiness,
More or less.
I dream my life away.

Waiting for you to come.
Changing my life for you to emptyness,
Meaningless.
Minutes just drift by.

I don't care if I get nowhere.
I can just dream and you'll be there.
What else is there to do?

Dreaming about my life.
Where are you now, and when will you
Come to me?
I dream my life away.

I don't care if I get nowhere.
I can just dream and you'll be there.
What else is there to do?

Dreaming about my love;
You bring me joy and hours of happiness,
More or less.
I dream my life away.

Dreaming, dreaming.

(Ginger Baker and Janet Godfrey)

Ba, ba, ba etc

Who wants the worry, the hurry of city life.
Money, nothing funny, wasting the best of our life.

Sweet wine, hay making, sunshine day breaking.
We can wait till tomorrow.
Car speed, road calling, bird freed, leaf falling.
We can bide time.

Ba, ba, ba etc

Who wants the worry, the hurry of city life.
Money, nothing funny, wasting the best of our life.

Sweet wine, hay making, sunshine day breaking.
We can wait till tomorrow.
Car speed, road calling, bird freed, leaf falling.
We can bide time.

Ba, ba, ba etc

(Willie Dixon)

Could fill spoons full of diamonds,
Could fill spoons full of gold.
Just a little spoon of your precious love
Will satisfy my soul.

Men lies about it.
Some of them cries about it.
Some of them dies about it.
Everything's a-fightin' about the spoonfull.
That spoon, that spoon, that spoonfull.
That spoon, that spoon, that spoonfull.
That spoon, that spoon, that spoonfull.
That spoon, that spoon, that spoonfull.

Could fill spoons full of coffee,
Could fill spoons full of tea.
Just a little spoon of your precious love;
Is that enough for me?

Men lies about it.
Some of them cries about it.
Some of them dies about it.
Everything's a-fightin' about the spoonfull.
That spoon, that spoon, that spoonfull.
That spoon, that spoon, that spoonfull.
That spoon, that spoon, that spoonfull.
That spoon, that spoon, that spoonfull.

Could fill spoons full of water,
Save them from the desert sands.
But a little spoon of your forty-five
Saved you from another man.

Men lies.
Some of them cries about it.
Some of them dies.
Everything's a-fightin' about it.
Everything's a-cryin' about it.
Everything's a-diein' about it.
Everything's a-cryin' about it.
Everything's a-liein' about it.


Little old, little old spoonfull.
Die'n about it
Cryin about it
That spoon, that spoon
Little old, little old spoonfull

That spoon, that spoon, that spoonfull.
That spoon, that spoon, that spoonfull.
Everything's a-diein' about it.

(Dr. Isaiah Ross arr. by Cream)

All right, all right, all right
All right, all right, all right
All right, all right, all right
All right, all right, all right

(Robert Johnson)

From four until late I was wringing my hands and crying.
From four until late I was wringing my hands and crying.
I believe to my soul that your daddy's Gulfport bound.

From four until late, she made me a no good barroom clown.
From four until late, she made me a no good barroom clown.
You know she won't do nothing but tear a good man's reputation down.

A woman is like a dresser, some man always running through its drawers.
A woman is like a dresser, some man always running through its drawers.
She cause so many men to wear an apron overall.

When I leave this town I will bid you fair farewell.
When I leave this town I will bid you fair farewell.
And when I return again, you'll have a great long story to tell.

(Muddy Waters)

Hey, hey, hey, hey , hey , hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey , hey , hey, hey

We were rollin' and tumblin'
Right the whole night long

We were rollin' and tumblin'
Right the whole night long

When I woke up this mornin' baby
All I had was gone

Well I rolled my baby
She's goin' to jump and shout

Well I rolled my baby
She's goin' to jump and shout

When that train rolls up boys
I'm gonna come walkin' on home

Hey, hey, hey, hey , hey , hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey , hey , hey, hey

Engine driver blows that whistle
Fireman rings that bell

Engine driver blows that whistle
Fireman rings that bell

Well I didn't have time boys
To bid my baby farewell


[Live Cream:]

Hey, hey, hey, hey , hey , hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey , hey , hey, hey, hey
yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh

We were rollin' and tumblin'
Right the whole night long

We were rollin' and tumblin'
Right the whole night long

When I woke up this mornin' babe
All I had was gone

Well I rolled my baby
Got to jump and shout

Said I rolled my baby
Got to jump and shout

When that train rolls up boys
Goin' walkin' on home

Hey, hey, hey, hey , hey , hey, hey, hey
yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh
Hey, hey, hey, yeh , hey , hey, yeh, yey

Well engine driver blows that whistle
Fireman rings that bell

Say engine driver blows that whistle
Fireman rings that bell

Well I didn't have time boys
To bid my baby farewell

(Skip James)

I'm so glad, I'm so glad
I'm glad, I'm glad, I'm glad
I'm so glad, I'm so glad
I'm glad, I'm glad, I'm glad

I don't know what to do, I don't know what to do, I don't know what to do
I'm tired of weeping, I'm tired of moaning, I'm tired of crying for you

I'm so glad, I'm so glad
I'm glad, I'm glad, I'm glad
I'm so glad, I'm so glad
I'm glad, I'm glad, I'm glad

I'm tired of weeping, I'm tired of moaning, I'm tired of groaning for you
I don't know what to do, I don't know what to do, I don't know what to do

I'm so glad, I'm so glad
I'm glad, I'm glad, I'm glad
I'm so glad, I'm so glad
I'm glad, I'm glad, I'm glad

(Chorus repeated 5 times)

(Ginger Baker)

[Instrumental]