4. solo album (with The Byron Band) REBECCA (David Byron/Robin George) I got your letter this morning And it knocked me down to the floor We have such a good thing going Now you have to kick me out the door I loved you so much Now I'm hurting Wouldn't be caught off my life The only thing I didn't really do, girl Was to make you my loving wife But Rebecca, it's gonna get better Rebecca, yeah, it's gonna get better I got your message this morning And it's causing me so much pain I nearly wanna think you're up calling Oh, please take me back again With you I'll take my chances And I feel good poise in time No more midnight romances Give me again and our love turn in fine 'Cause Rebecca, I'm gonna get better Rebecca, yeah, I'm gonna get better BAD GIRL (David Byron/Robin George) I want a bad girl To hold me tight I want a bad girl To share my night Don't need a tease I'm gonna please her everywere Just lead the way 'Cause if you stay You'll get your pay Don't want a shy girl You're just a waste of my time To say goodbye, girl Take the next one in line There's always more That's come here for My taste of honey And if you ain't buying Don't waste my time I ain't being funny I want a bad girl You're just a little liar I want a bad girl 'Cause bad's just my style In skin tight jeans Not seventeen Ready and willing Come on along And come on strong You're such a good dealer Don't let me down Don't let me down ... HOW DO YOU SLEEP? (David Byron/Robin George) How do you sleep Now you're alone at night How do you sleep Close your eyes and I'm out of sight What do you dream Are you into make-believe What do you dream I bet it's something, you can't achieve How do you sleep Are you the lonely kind How do you sleep Is there someone on your mind What do you dream You're off place with me Do you know what I mean Will you give up the key Just give up the key And give it to me How do you sleep How could you treat me so badly And where did you learn how to lie How could you get up and leave me When you knew it would only make me cry Yes, you knew it would only make me cry So, how do you sleep Now you're alone at night How do you sleep Just close your eyes, and I'm out of sight What do you dream Are you into make-believe What do you dream Is it something you can't achieve You can't achieve How do you sleep How do you sleep If you will listen to reason You might find all that you need They're not my demons run easy And know how to chance to succeed Know how to chance to succeed ... LITTLE BY LITTLE (David Byron/Robin George) Little by little Bit by bit ... There's need to get you time out I've made up my mind I've found a new direction And I'm making out fine Leading in a hard day Just taking my time And the best thing I've got is I'm on the right line Oh, I've made up mind To do it little by little and bit by bit Little by little and bit by bit ... If I never said I loved you Did you find it absurd The thing you didn't understand, girl I'm a man of my word There's plenty people talking Searching impossible The thing you must remember They're just real as it hurts I've made up my mind Do it little by little and bit by bit ... START BELIEVING (David Byron/Robin George) There's a suggestion Just try to use your mind An answer to your question Don't ever look behind The future's out there waitin' For you to grab a bite And then start creating But keep the end in sight Start believing, believe in me Start believing ... Don't ever do resistance Do what you think is right And with a little assistance I'll prove that black is white And if you don't believe it Take my advice Start believing, believe in me Start believing ... The moment you're in heaven The more you went and choose Don't ever hold forever As long as you believe You'll never need to worry NEVER SAY DIE (David Byron/Robin George) It was one of those days I'll never forget And one of those times I'll never regret One of those things I could never deny 'Cause oh, no, no I'll never say die She came from Chicago Down to New York And I met her once Down in Central Park But she was so pretty I had to give up my case But who, tell me who can resist I'm ready to face So I gave in 'cause I was losin' The best thing I ever had It's a pity, she was so pretty It's a shame she had to be so bad She was playin' the game But she was losin' And she had a record of givin' a lie Oh, oh, no, I'll never say die Never say die One of those days I'll never forget And one of those times I'll never regret One of those things I could never deny 'Cause oh, no, no I'll never say die So I gave in 'cause I was losin' The best thing I ever had It's a pity she was so pretty It's a shame she had to be so bad But she was playin' the game She was losin' And she had a record of givin' a lie Oh, oh, no, I'll never say die KING (David Byron/Robin George) You couldn't call him lazy He used every trick in the book Though people thought, he was crazy He gave a lot more than he took His brain was full of good intention It's a shame didn't get in the breaks But I thought he was worth, just a little mention At least he didn't burn the cakes He was the king and he wore my ring He was the king, right ding-a-ling He was the king It din't mean a thing But who was the king I think you know what I mean He played around with the weather And turned the sunshine into rain He used his best endeavours But the queen said : Never again! But me, I'm a kinda hard of hearin' He didn't understand her right With the best of intentions He turned the day to a permanent night He tried to right the justice But took in line in a harded lead But just the worth The king comes on and says a question And told him to get off one knee And in the middle of celebration He tried to get the sunshine appear All across the nation His subjects were askin' him when PIECE OF MY LOVE (David Byron/Robin George) Hey, little honey Ain't got no money But I'll show you a real good time You got me spinnin' I know you're willin', So let's get down to feelin' fine You can have a piece, a piece, a piece A piece of my love You're stayin' in my house And you're always on my telephone But I don't mind as long as you do What you're been to I know you're young But don't have any regrets You drive me crazy You're my kind of lady So please leave a rest for awhile You know you treat me unkind But I like your mind, you know You're just my style You can have a piece, a piece, a piece A piece of my love You're goin' in again But I hope you're gonna back soon My temperature is burnin' And I miss you even more just now I'm a good lovin' man And a good lady never forgets You drive me crazy You're my kind of lady So please leave a rest for awhile You know you treat me unkind But I like your mind, darling You're just my style You can have a piece, a piece, a piece A piece of my love You're stayin' in my house And you're always on my telephone But I don't mind as long as you do What you're been to I know you're young But don't have any regrets Oh baby, don't you have any regrets Bonus tracks: EVERY INCH OF THE WAY (David Byron/Daniel Boone) (lyrics for short version) Met an old friend today And he told me he was real low 'Cause his music don't fit With the change of the time So I asked him to join me That night for a free blow Just like we did when we played For those nickels and dimes He took a chair and told me That he'd think it over Said that it was a while Since he'd tickled the strings So I told him to come along If he was sober And get high on the energy rock'n'roll brings He said, I'll tell you no lie I'll give it one more try 'Cause I love my old rock music And I want it to stay Just put me to the test You bet I'll give my best And I'll push her to the job Every inch of the way Late at home in the evening I was sittin' and playin' Looked to the bar on the stage Came an old friend of mine Said, he had it grooving And figured on staying And if it was okay by me Could he join for awhile I'll tell you no lie I'll give it just one more try 'Cause I love my old rock music And I want it to stay Just get me to the test You know I'm gonna give my best And I'll push her to the job Every inch of the way I won't tell you no lie 'Cause I'm gonna give it One more try 'Cause I love my old rock music And it's got to stay Just put me to the test 'Cause you know I'm gonna Give my best And I'll push her to the job Every inch of the way I'll tell you, tell you, tell you no lie I'll give it one more try 'Cause I love my old rock music And it's got to stay ROUTINE (David Byron/Daniel Boone) Routine - does nobody really care? Routine - is no one Gettin' anywhere? I need a break from All this emptiness Oh, I need a rest - routine Routine - makes everybody Look the same Routine - there's always Someone else to blame Well, I don't think I can Take it anymore Oh, I'm longing for - routine Routine Routine - what is the meaning Of the word? Routine - it's really gettin' Quite absurd It's matter how you try to return Oh, 'cause in the end it's routine It's just routineRoutine ... TIRED EYES (David Byron/Robin George) Tired eyes need no words But somebody has get in the corner Tired eyes and tired nerves Tenders that are given the shorter But still we struggle on and on 'Cause we know there's no disguise To beat those tired eyes Shattered dreams can reflect One or two are flashs in perfections But it seems that I erect To try and follow my own direction And in the end I am sure my friend That our dreams will all come true For me, for me and you Tired eyes, nothing new Rest awhile tonight And tomorrow when I look at you Will sparkle with new light If I tried to sustain the energy We both need so badly If I tried to explain that if you wanted I could stop all this gladly Would listen awhile With a trace of your smile 'Cause you know that it wouldn't be true That's why I love you That's why I love you EVERY INCH OF THE WAY (David Byron/Daniel Boone) (lyrics for long version) Met an old friend today And he told me he was real low 'Cause his music don't fit With the change of the time So I asked him to join me That night for a free blow Just like we did when we played For those nickels and dimes He took a chair and told me That he'd think it over Said that it was a while Since he'd tickled the strings So I told him to come along If he was sober And get high on the energy rock'n'roll brings He said, I'll tell you no lie I'll give it one more try 'Cause I love my old rock music And I want it to stay Just put me to the test You bet I'll give my best And I'll push her to the job Every inch of the way Late at home in the evening I was sittin' and playin' Looked to the bar on the stage Came an old friend of mine Said, he had it grooving And figured on staying And if it was okay by me Could he join for awhile I'll tell you no lie I'll give it just one more try 'Cause I love my old rock music And I want it to stay Just get me to the test You know I'm gonna give my best And I'll push her to the job Every inch of the way I won't tell you no lie 'Cause I'm gonna give it One more try 'Cause I love my old rock music And it's got to stay Just put me to the test 'Cause you know I'm gonna Give my best And I'll push her to the job Every inch of the way I'll tell you, tell you, tell you no lie I'll give it one more try 'Cause I love my old rock music And it's got to stay Lineup David Byron: lead vocals Robin George: guitars Mell Collins: saxophone Bob Jackson: keyboards Roger Flavelle: bass John Shearer: drums, percussion