The Doctor
The Doobie Brothers
Johnston/Midnight/Schwartz
I'm a man who lives in the city
I'm a man who lives in the street
From F.L.A. to Frisco Bay
And everywhere in between
Coast to coast there's a question
Everybody's always askin' me
People want to know everywhere I go
What can the answer be
Music is the doctor
Makes you feel like you want to
Listen to the doctor
Just like you ought to
Music is the doctor of my soul
Well it seems that when I travel
And I'm out there on the road
The freedom I need is the freedom I leave
In my good time rock and roll
There's a healing in those guitars
And a spirit in the song
No matter what condition your rhythm is in
The message goes on and on
Music is the doctor
Makes you feel like you want to
Listen to the doctor
Just like you ought to
Music is the doctor of my soul
If you ever wonder
How to shake your blues
Just follow this prescription
And get the cure for what's ailin' you
Music is the doctor
Makes you feel like you want to
Listen to the doctor
Just like you ought to
Music is the doctor of my soul
The Doobie Brothers - Cycles Album Lyrics
The Doobie Brothers - Cycles Lyrics
Writer: Tom Johnston, Charlie Midnight, Eddie Schwartz
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Bluewater Music Corp.
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Bluewater Music Corp.
One Chain (Don't Make No Prison)
Just because in a moment of madness
I took advantage of your sweet love
Don't just hand me a lifetime of sadness
When there's so little I'm guilty of
One chain don't make no prison
Two wrongs don't make no right
One rain don't make no river
One punch don't make no fight
Can you spare me a little affection
Would that be askin' too much of you
Don't point love in another direction
I swear I'll make it up to you
One chain don't make no prison
Two wrongs don't make no right
One rain don't make no river
One punch don't make no fight
There's a bed I'm keepin' empty for you
There's a lot I know I've got to prove
Don't let a simple misunderstanding
Be a mountain that we can't move
I took advantage of your sweet love
Don't just hand me a lifetime of sadness
When there's so little I'm guilty of
One chain don't make no prison
Two wrongs don't make no right
One rain don't make no river
One punch don't make no fight
Can you spare me a little affection
Would that be askin' too much of you
Don't point love in another direction
I swear I'll make it up to you
One chain don't make no prison
Two wrongs don't make no right
One rain don't make no river
One punch don't make no fight
There's a bed I'm keepin' empty for you
There's a lot I know I've got to prove
Don't let a simple misunderstanding
Be a mountain that we can't move
Writer: BRIAN POTTER, DENNIS EARLE LAMBERT
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Take Me To The Highway
Drove my car to the top of the hill
And I looked out across the town
I got the urge to move again
I guess I'll never settle down
We talked about things getting better
But they still looked the same to me
Could be a near sighted heart
Seein' what it wants to see
And I looked out across the town
I got the urge to move again
I guess I'll never settle down
We talked about things getting better
But they still looked the same to me
Could be a near sighted heart
Seein' what it wants to see
So take me to the highway
Take me far from here
These days I'm not seein' anything too clear
Nothin' seems to move fast enough
When time isn't on your side
Can't seem to keep the wheels in motion
No matter how hard you try
I need another point of view
Someplace I've never seen
Keepin' my eyes wide open
Goin' where I've never been
So take me to the highway
Take me far from here
These days I'm not seein' anything too clear
I've been lookin' for an answer
And I've got a long way to go
But when I reach that place
I know I'll find what I'm lookin' for
Writer: TOM FEDELE, CHARLIE MIDNIGHT, DALE OCKERMAN, EDDIE SCHWARTZ, PATRICK SIMMONS
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., SOQUEL SONGS
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., SOQUEL SONGS
South Of The Border
Tom johnston
There's a town south of the border
South of el paso they say
Where the nights are long and the winds are warm
And the women they love to play
In an old adobe tavern
Mescal flows like water
And rita will dance on your table so fine
You are bound to place your order
I don't have to think about it
I don't have to wonder
Where I'm going to ride tonight
I'll be riding down the highway south of the border
As I ride into town and the dust settles down
And the mariachi music is playing
I buy me a room from a guy named luis
It's just up the stairs and it's waiting
Downstairs rita is dancing
Just the way her mother has taught her
So I settle down for the show and a beer
And wait for that mother's daughter
I don't have to think about it
I don't have to wonder
Where I'm going to ride tonight
I'll be riding
When the morning comes and I wake up
To the sounds of the people below
There's a note on my bed that is easily read
Buenos dias and a kiss when you go
As I ride out of town with my face to the sun
And the dust is trailing behind
Soon I'll go back to this sleepy old town
Back where I know I can find
I don't have to think about it
I don't have to wonder
Where I'm going to ride tonight
I'll be riding down the highway south of the border
There's a town south of the border
South of el paso they say
Where the nights are long and the winds are warm
And the women they love to play
In an old adobe tavern
Mescal flows like water
And rita will dance on your table so fine
You are bound to place your order
I don't have to think about it
I don't have to wonder
Where I'm going to ride tonight
I'll be riding down the highway south of the border
As I ride into town and the dust settles down
And the mariachi music is playing
I buy me a room from a guy named luis
It's just up the stairs and it's waiting
Downstairs rita is dancing
Just the way her mother has taught her
So I settle down for the show and a beer
And wait for that mother's daughter
I don't have to think about it
I don't have to wonder
Where I'm going to ride tonight
I'll be riding
When the morning comes and I wake up
To the sounds of the people below
There's a note on my bed that is easily read
Buenos dias and a kiss when you go
As I ride out of town with my face to the sun
And the dust is trailing behind
Soon I'll go back to this sleepy old town
Back where I know I can find
I don't have to think about it
I don't have to wonder
Where I'm going to ride tonight
I'll be riding down the highway south of the border
Writer: TOM JOHNSTON
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing
Time Is Here And Gone
It keeps on getting better
How life keeps movin' on
Children growing older
Seems I just looked over
Found that time was here and gone
Oh yeah
Seems like time is here and gone
I know they're getting closer
The answers that have haunted me
Lookin' for some help
My best friend was myself
I never thought I'd live this long
Oh yeah
Seems like time is here and gone
How life keeps movin' on
Children growing older
Seems I just looked over
Found that time was here and gone
Oh yeah
Seems like time is here and gone
I know they're getting closer
The answers that have haunted me
Lookin' for some help
My best friend was myself
I never thought I'd live this long
Oh yeah
Seems like time is here and gone
What used to worry me
Well it don't worry me
Who knows the reason or the rhyme
The years that I got left
You know I'll make the most of mine
Here and gone
Here and gone
Seems like time is here and gone
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Need A Little Taste Of Love
Hey mister, walkin' with the blues
Hey sister, payin' heavy dues
Havin' troubles, and it ain't so hard to find
When you're ridin' double, and you're runnin' out of time
No need to feel, that you lack the spirit
Within the body, but it's in the soul
If you wanna be loved, then let somebody hear it
Might as well face the facts, no need to be holdin' back
Need a little taste of love
Hey sister, payin' heavy dues
Havin' troubles, and it ain't so hard to find
When you're ridin' double, and you're runnin' out of time
No need to feel, that you lack the spirit
Within the body, but it's in the soul
If you wanna be loved, then let somebody hear it
Might as well face the facts, no need to be holdin' back
Need a little taste of love
Hey mister, tell me how long has it been
Hey sister, so how could you pretend
Why keep the sorrow, where it don't belong
Well come tomorrow, oh help me sing the song
No need to feel, that you lack the spirit
Within the body, but it's in the soul
If you wanna be loved, then let somebody hear it
Might as well face the facts, no need to be holdin' back
Need a little taste of love
Writer: CHRISTOPHER JASPER, CHRISTOPHER H JASPER, ERNIE ISLEY, MARVIN ISLEY, O'KELLY ISLEY, RONALD ISLEY, RUDOLPH ISLEY
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
I Can Read Your Mind
Well your love is supernatural
Got a hold on me like I'm hypnotized
You don't have to say a word
Every time you look at me
I can see it all in your eyes
Well I know you put a spell on me
How you make me think about you all the time
I can almost hear your voice
Even though you're far away
I can feel you right by my side
Got a hold on me like I'm hypnotized
You don't have to say a word
Every time you look at me
I can see it all in your eyes
Well I know you put a spell on me
How you make me think about you all the time
I can almost hear your voice
Even though you're far away
I can feel you right by my side
I can read your mind
What you want me to do
Darlin' deep in your heart
I see the truth
Now I know you got the magic touch
When you hold me now I can see the truth
All the secrets of the heart
You can't hide them any more
I can feel the power in you
I can read your mind
What you want me to do
Darlin' deep in your heart
I see the truth
I can read your mind
What you want me to be
To keep our love alive, you must be willing to believe
In a love that will last
And I know you realize
I can see it in your eyes
Now our love will never die
I can read your mind
Writer: OCKERMAN, SIMMONS, THOMPSON
Copyright: Lyrics © SOQUEL SONGS
Copyright: Lyrics © SOQUEL SONGS
Tonight I'm Coming Through (The Border)
They wait and watch the border
As the night falls
Full moon throwin' shadows
They might see
For the moment
There ain't no breakin' through
Sometimes waiting is all a man can do
Hear me now
Don't know what's in front of me
I know how the heart rules
Can't say what the odds will be
I might win, I might lose
Tonight I'm comin' through
Through the night sounds ringin'
One lonely heartbeat
She must be wonderin'
What to do
Well, I can't call out
Can't get no message through
And I can't wait here
To see one more night through
Oh baby
Don't know what's in front of me
I know how the heart rules
Can't say what the odds will be
I might win, I might lose
Tonight I'm comin' through
In the midnight hour
Oooh I'm comin' through
Don't know what's in front of me
I know how the heart rules
Can't say what the odds will be
I might win, I might lose
Tonight I'm comin' through
I know how the heart rules
Can't say what the odds will be
I might win, I might lose
Tonight I'm comin' through
I know how the heart rules
Can't say what the odds will be
I might win, I might lose
Tonight I'm comin' through
Oooh I'm comin' through
Oooh
As the night falls
Full moon throwin' shadows
They might see
For the moment
There ain't no breakin' through
Sometimes waiting is all a man can do
Hear me now
Don't know what's in front of me
I know how the heart rules
Can't say what the odds will be
I might win, I might lose
Tonight I'm comin' through
Through the night sounds ringin'
One lonely heartbeat
She must be wonderin'
What to do
Well, I can't call out
Can't get no message through
And I can't wait here
To see one more night through
Oh baby
Don't know what's in front of me
I know how the heart rules
Can't say what the odds will be
I might win, I might lose
Tonight I'm comin' through
In the midnight hour
Oooh I'm comin' through
Don't know what's in front of me
I know how the heart rules
Can't say what the odds will be
I might win, I might lose
Tonight I'm comin' through
I know how the heart rules
Can't say what the odds will be
I might win, I might lose
Tonight I'm comin' through
I know how the heart rules
Can't say what the odds will be
I might win, I might lose
Tonight I'm comin' through
Oooh I'm comin' through
Oooh
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Wrong Number
Telephone down the hall
Dark and dusty on a dirty wall
Funky number scratched up above
Call this number if you need some love
Another number that's hard to read
Fools 'round here call it endlessly
But I know better, just leave it alone
Sugar man sellin' dreams on the phone
Oh oh oh oh oh oh wrong number
Don't cha do it, no don't cha do it
Oh oh oh oh oh oh wrong number
Don't cha do it, no don't cha do it
Oh oh that sugar it ain't worth the price
Dark and dusty on a dirty wall
Funky number scratched up above
Call this number if you need some love
Another number that's hard to read
Fools 'round here call it endlessly
But I know better, just leave it alone
Sugar man sellin' dreams on the phone
Oh oh oh oh oh oh wrong number
Don't cha do it, no don't cha do it
Oh oh oh oh oh oh wrong number
Don't cha do it, no don't cha do it
Oh oh that sugar it ain't worth the price
Another day out in the streets
The rollers drag another man to his feet
Take him to jail, to city hall
Sugar man puts a cross on his wall
Oh oh oh oh oh oh wrong number
Don't cha do it, no don't cha do it
Oh oh oh oh oh oh wrong number
Don't cha do it, no don't cha do it
Oh oh that sugar it ain't worth the price
They keep on callin' the man day and night
Mercedes pulls up, they all gather 'round
They flash their cash as the window rolls down
Then they run, run and hide
Back to their room for a warm sugar ride
Writer: CHARLES THOMAS JOHNSTON
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing
Too High A Price
No one lives forever
So don't waste your time
Just ain't right to walk away
Roll the dice, lay it on the line
Many roads to travel
In your search you might find
That getting there will have no meaning
If you can't enjoy the ride
So don't waste your time
Just ain't right to walk away
Roll the dice, lay it on the line
Many roads to travel
In your search you might find
That getting there will have no meaning
If you can't enjoy the ride
Too high a price
That everyone's paying
The world ain't so nice
Trying to survive
Spending your life
Takin' chances you're given
That's always enough to keep the dream alive
If you're lookin' for trouble
You can bet it's gaining from behind
When you give, you get back double
You can't lose let your heart decide
Writer: BOBBY LAKIND, JOHN HERRON, ZEKE ZIRNGIEBEL
Copyright: Lyrics © BOB-A-LEW SONGS, SEE JOHNNY RUN SONGS
Copyright: Lyrics © BOB-A-LEW SONGS, SEE JOHNNY RUN SONGS
Cycles is the tenth studio album by American rock band The Doobie Brothers. The album was released on May 17, 1989, by Capitol Records.
It marked the band's reunion after breaking up in 1982. Instead of the later configurations with Michael McDonald at the helm, the band reverted to their 1972-4 lineup although Bobby LaKind who had played percussion with later configurations also rejoined. Tom Johnston, John Hartman and Michael Hossack returned to the lineup for the first time since 1977, 1979 and 1974 respectively.
The album was largely co-written with producers and sidesmen. Bobby LaKind collaborated with former Doobie members John McFee and Keith Knudsen on "Time is Here and Gone" and Michael McDonald on "Tonight I'm Coming Through (The Border)". Two cover versions were included in the form of the Four Tops' "One Chain (Don't Make No Prison)" and The Isley Brothers' "Need a Little Taste of Love."
The title of the album was taken from an unused song written by Tiran Porter. Porter later recorded the song for his 1995 solo album Playing To An Empty House.
Lead track "The Doctor" was released as a single and stormed to No. 9 on Billboard's Hot 100 and No. 1 on the Mainstream Rock Chart. After this album, Bobby Lakind retired from the band because of terminal colorectal cancer, which claimed his life in 1992.
The album was reissued in 2002 by One Way Records with two bonus tracks. The first was "Anything for Love", written by Bobby LaKind with Eddie Schwartz and Zeke Zirngiebel, which originally appeared on a CD single of "The Doctor". The second was an extended remix of "Need A Little Taste of Love," which had appeared on a CD single of "One Chain".
Genre(s):
Rock It marked the band's reunion after breaking up in 1982. Instead of the later configurations with Michael McDonald at the helm, the band reverted to their 1972-4 lineup although Bobby LaKind who had played percussion with later configurations also rejoined. Tom Johnston, John Hartman and Michael Hossack returned to the lineup for the first time since 1977, 1979 and 1974 respectively.
The album was largely co-written with producers and sidesmen. Bobby LaKind collaborated with former Doobie members John McFee and Keith Knudsen on "Time is Here and Gone" and Michael McDonald on "Tonight I'm Coming Through (The Border)". Two cover versions were included in the form of the Four Tops' "One Chain (Don't Make No Prison)" and The Isley Brothers' "Need a Little Taste of Love."
The title of the album was taken from an unused song written by Tiran Porter. Porter later recorded the song for his 1995 solo album Playing To An Empty House.
Lead track "The Doctor" was released as a single and stormed to No. 9 on Billboard's Hot 100 and No. 1 on the Mainstream Rock Chart. After this album, Bobby Lakind retired from the band because of terminal colorectal cancer, which claimed his life in 1992.
The album was reissued in 2002 by One Way Records with two bonus tracks. The first was "Anything for Love", written by Bobby LaKind with Eddie Schwartz and Zeke Zirngiebel, which originally appeared on a CD single of "The Doctor". The second was an extended remix of "Need A Little Taste of Love," which had appeared on a CD single of "One Chain".
Producer(s): Eddie Schwartz, Charlie Midnight, Rodney Mills
Released: May 17th, 1989
Year: 1989