lifeblood: songs: lyrics: night moves


i was a little too tall
could've used a few pounds
tight pants points
hardly renowned
she was a black haired beauty with big dark eyes
and points all her own
sitting way up high
way up firm and high

out past the cornfields
where the woods got heavy
out in the back seat of my '60 chevy
workin' on mysteries without any clues
workin' on our night moves
tryin' to make some
front page drive in news
workin' on our night moves

in the summertime
in the sweet
summertime

we weren't in love
oh no far from it
we weren't lookin' for some pie in the sky summit
we were just young
and restless and bored
livin' by the sword
and we'd steal away
every chance we could
to the backroom
to the alley
or the trusty woods
i used her
she used me
but neither one cared
we were gettin' our share
workin' on our night moves
tryin' to lose these
awkward teenage blues workin' on our night moves

and it was summertime
um
sweet
summertime summertime

oh
i wonder
i felt the lightning
waited on the thunder
waited on the thunder

i woke last night to the sound of thunder
how far off i sat and wondered
started hummin' a song from 1962
ain't it funny how the night moves
when you just don't seem to have
as much to lose
ain't it strange how the night moves
with autumn closin' in

(night moves)
yeah
(night moves)
night moves
night moves
(night moves)
i remember the night moves
i remember the night moves
(night moves)
(night moves)
(night moves)

(night moves)
ah workin' and practicin'
ain't it funny how you remember
oh i remember
ain't it funny how you remember
lord i remember
ah
yeah
ah
ah
i remember i remember i remember

words and music by bob seger, as performed by amy ray on "the tender hour"


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