Biography:
Elliott James Murphy (born March 16, 1949 in New York, Long Island, New York is an American rock singer-songwriter, novelist, producer and journalist living in Paris.
In true rock 'n roll fashion Elliott James Murphy Jr. was born in Mercy Hospital, Rockville Center, New York in 1949 to a successful show business family.
Elliott grew up in nearby Garden City, started playing the guitar at 12 years old and with his band The Rapscallions he won the 1966 New York State Battle of the Bands.
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Other songs:
- 40 Days And 40 Nights
- A Little Push
- A Touch Of Kindness
- A Touch Of Mercy
- Anastacia
- And General Robert E Lee
- Angeline
- Automatic Erotic
- Bittersweet
- Black Crow
- Blissed Out In The Land Of Nod
- Bullet
- Canaries In The Mind
- Caught Short In The Long Run
- Change Will Come
- Come On Louann
- Continental Kinda Girl
- Cutting The Cake
- Destiny
- Diamonds By The Yard
- Dont Go Away
- Drive All Night
- Eiffel Tower Blue
- Euro
- Every Thing I Do Leads Me Back To You
- Gone Gone Gone
- Graveyard Scarpbook
- Green River
- Greetings From Sydney
- Ground Zero
- Hangin Out
- History
- Hollywood
- Hometown
- Hows The Family
- I Couldnt Touch You
- I Wish I Was Picasso
- Irish Eyes
- Isadoras Dancers
- Just A Story From America
- Last Of The Rock Stars
- Last Train To Memphis
- Let It Rain
- Like A Great Gatsby
- Little Big Man
- Lo And Behold
- Losing It
- Lost Generation
- Made In Freud
- Marilyn
- Never As Old As You
- New World Order
- Niagara Falls
- Oh Wyoming
- On Elvis Presleys Birthday
- On Romeo Street
- Open City
- Ophelia
- Party Girls And Broken Poets
- Pneumonia Alley
- Poise N Grace
- Poisen Pen
- Rain Rain Rain
- Razzmatazz
- Rock Ballad
- Sacrifice
- Sad After Sex
- Sicily
- Small Room
- Something Like Steve Mcqueen
- Sonny
- St Elmos Motel
- Take That Devil Out Of Me
- Take Your Love Away
- Tell Me
- The Ballad Of Sal Paradise
- The Banks Of The Ohio
- The Best Kiss
- The Day After Valentines Day
- The Epicenter
- The Eyes Of The Children Of Maria
- The Fall Of Saigon
- The Loser
- The Malady And The Medicine
- The Price I Pay
- The Valley Below
- Veronique The Actress
- Visions Of The Night
- Well Intentioned Pedestrians
- What The Fuck Is Going On
- White Middle Class Blues
- Winners Losers Beggars Choosers
- With This Ring
- Worried Man Blues
- You Cant Go Home
- You Never Know What Youre In For
- Youre Gonna Chase Love Away
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Bullet - Elliott Murphy
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Verse:
F C Dm Am
I was the bullet and you were the gun
F C Dm Am
Standing on main street with a showdown ‘bout to come
F C Dm Am
Streets were deserted everybody already left town
F C Dm Am
Too late I realized I was the fool who stuck around
Chorus:
C/G F G Am
Good night my own true love
F C G
Send out your sweat prayers above
Verse:
F C Dm Am
I was the one and we were the two
F C Dm Am
I was completely worn out but still we weren’t through
F C Dm Am
The ghost of the good times She kept hanging around
F C Dm Am
And don’t you look so good in your torn wedding gown
Chorus:
C/G F G Am
Good night my own true love
F C G
Send out your sweat prayers above
Verse:
F C Dm Am
I was the wounded and you were the nurse
F C Dm Am
I lay down on your couch man that was a first
F C Dm Am
I forgot nearly everything except how to tell you time
F C Dm Am
And don’t you look so good when I’m coming up from behind
Chorus:
C/G F G Am
Good night my own true love
F C G
Send out your sweat prayers above
Verse:
F C Dm Am
If I pick up my guitar, you are the pick
F C Dm Am
When I finish my ice cream bar you’re the little wooden stick
F C Dm Am
If I was fire I’d be cold without the touch of your match
F C Dm Am
If I was the number twenty-two well then you’d be the catch
F C Dm Am
No need to look outta my window ‘cause you’re always the view
F C Dm Am
I can buy a bottle of oxygen but I can’t get a deep breath of you
F C Dm Am
When I’m lost in my memory… you turn up in my dreams
F C Dm Am
I was alone in the ocean when you float by on a warm gulf stream
F C Dm Am
Now if I was the sky you’d be the blue
F C Dm Am
Or the green of the billiard table but I’m definitely still the cue
F C Dm Am
When I watch my TV you’re the only thing that’s ever on
F C Dm Am
Go for a ride on my yellow tractor and you’re the one crop growing on my farm
F C Dm Am
When I screw in a light bulb, you are the lamp
F C Dm Am
And when I zip up my sleeping bag you’re those scary noises outside my camp
F C Dm Am
If I was the mistery you’d be the clue
F C Dm Am
If I was size 10D, you’d be the shoe
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Verse:
F C Dm Am
I was the bullet and you were the gun
F C Dm Am
Standing on main street with a showdown ‘bout to come
F C Dm Am
Streets were deserted everybody already left town
F C Dm Am
Too late I realized I was the fool who stuck around
Chorus:
C/G F G Am
Good night my own true love
F C G
Send out your sweat prayers above
Verse:
F C Dm Am
I was the one and we were the two
F C Dm Am
I was completely worn out but still we weren’t through
F C Dm Am
The ghost of the good times She kept hanging around
F C Dm Am
And don’t you look so good in your torn wedding gown
Chorus:
C/G F G Am
Good night my own true love
F C G
Send out your sweat prayers above
Verse:
F C Dm Am
I was the wounded and you were the nurse
F C Dm Am
I lay down on your couch man that was a first
F C Dm Am
I forgot nearly everything except how to tell you time
F C Dm Am
And don’t you look so good when I’m coming up from behind
Chorus:
C/G F G Am
Good night my own true love
F C G
Send out your sweat prayers above
Verse:
F C Dm Am
If I pick up my guitar, you are the pick
F C Dm Am
When I finish my ice cream bar you’re the little wooden stick
F C Dm Am
If I was fire I’d be cold without the touch of your match
F C Dm Am
If I was the number twenty-two well then you’d be the catch
F C Dm Am
No need to look outta my window ‘cause you’re always the view
F C Dm Am
I can buy a bottle of oxygen but I can’t get a deep breath of you
F C Dm Am
When I’m lost in my memory… you turn up in my dreams
F C Dm Am
I was alone in the ocean when you float by on a warm gulf stream
F C Dm Am
Now if I was the sky you’d be the blue
F C Dm Am
Or the green of the billiard table but I’m definitely still the cue
F C Dm Am
When I watch my TV you’re the only thing that’s ever on
F C Dm Am
Go for a ride on my yellow tractor and you’re the one crop growing on my farm
F C Dm Am
When I screw in a light bulb, you are the lamp
F C Dm Am
And when I zip up my sleeping bag you’re those scary noises outside my camp
F C Dm Am
If I was the mistery you’d be the clue
F C Dm Am
If I was size 10D, you’d be the shoe
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