Night Moves Lyrics - Bob Seger

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I was a little too tall
Could've used a few pounds
Tight pants points hardly reknown
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 searchin' for some pie in the sky summit
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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 the awkward teenage blues
Workin' on our night moves
And it was summertime

And oh the wonder
We felt the lightning
And we waited on the thunder
Waited on the thunder

I awoke last night to the sound of thunder
How far off I sat and wondered
Started humming a song from 1962
Ain't it funny how the night moves
When you just don't seem to have as much to lose
Strange how the night moves
With autumn closing in







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Horror Movie Whore | Reviewer: Frank N. Blunt | 11/2/13

I was mean and selfish but that's the way she liked it. She was a worn out whore with two black eyes, the kind of gash that has to be told twice, that explains the Irish sunglasses.

Sandy Fudge hadn't been doing much business lately because she had stomach worms, guys didn't like worms crawling out of her ass and tickling their balls back then. I'm a bit kinky though, besides I love to fish.

Like it was yesterday... | Reviewer: Lonnie the Gray | 6/3/13

I remember slipping "Night Moves" into the 8-track player and snuggling up close to Vickey on a warm summer night. KAGO hill was a very popular place to take someone special back in those day. Wait, I don't mean "special", what I mean is "willing"... ;)

God! The summer of '77!` | Reviewer: Leigh | 12/13/12

That summer was so special to me for so many reasons, starting with the fact that the tyrant of my life, my father, who had terrorized and beat me even more than usual since he'd "disowned" me two years before when I was 15 was finally out of the house and my life. For me, that was reason enough to party that summer away.
Trying to say this in a way that won't sound completely conceited isn't easy, but please understand I'm now saying what I was told then, and what I now see and remember from memories and pictures (I actually was still kind of insecure at the start of the summer, which was always my birthday, June 17th. But that did change once my pure, virginal state did, and I discovered my power over men.) I was nearly 17, 5'8" tall, slim, great figure, waist-length dark hair, and I tanned easily and deeply. But I was the last of my friends to lose my virginity, so I "decided" to do it.
Because of my home life, I was somewhat more mature than others my age, and I knew that if a girl had feelings for her first, he'd always have some control over her. I didn't want that; I'd been more than enough controlled by my father. So after a party one night where we got good and drunk and high, my best friend, the guy she was with and one of our friends who I used to have a crush on but didn't any more (still, he was a nice guy and quite good-looking. My only regret later was that I had no idea he was involved with someone. I didn't like the girl, and I don't think she ever found out, but as a feminist from birth I didn't believe
- and still don't - in cheating with someone else's guy.) We all got into one of the guys' car and drove to the local park in our part of Brooklyn, NY. I didn't even tell him it was my first time until we were done. I must not have been bad for a beginner, since this guy who never gave me a second look when I was crushin' on him urged me into 2 more "dates" before I found out about his girlfriend. But I was on my way to Florida where I usually spent part of the summer, and I have to admit, I did go a little wild. Not exactly promiscuous, or at least it wouldn't be called that if I'd been a guy. But in addition to my first in Brooklyn, I got involved with another guy, 5 years older. And in Florida, my first night hanging out with my cousin, his brother who I never really got along with showed up with a friend in a gorgeous red TransAm. Paul, the 6'8" cousin, rushed over and picked me up. Since he was exactly a foot taller than me, I started kicking & screaming for him to put me the f*** down! I usually don't have any trace of a Brooklyn accent, except sometimes when I get mad. I remember being held high up in the air, and suddenly looking to my left, into the most beautiful green eyes I've ever seen, on a black-haired handsome guy who I thought was looking at me thinking, "Is this chick crazy?" But it turned out he was having the same reaction I was. That night I called my best friend in NY and told her I'd met the guy I was going to marry. (It took a lot of years and miscommunications, but it finally happened a little more than 20 years later). But back in 1977 he had a girlfriend (again, one I didn't like, but I DID like the fact that, altho I KNEW he wanted me as much as I wanted him, he never made a move on me.) But we spent time together, and talked like we'd known each other forever. He was a champion motorcycle road racer back then (paying for it now), and I was the only girl he knew who wasn't afraid to ride with him on his bike. While all the others would squeal in fear, I'd be shouting "Go faster!" (When we finally reconnected 20 years later, we realized we'd been soul mates all along.) But as far as the song goes, since the summer or 2 before I'd been introduced first to a mutual friend of his and my cousin's, and that friend considered me his girlfriend. I went along with it; it got me included on couples' nights, and I'm ashamed to say after one concert, when my green-eyed soul mate Charlie went off to his bedroom with his then girlfriend, I wound up in another bedroom with the other guy, Gary. It was pity sex, no question, but I think we straightened things out later down the years.
Maybe the funniest thing about that summer and how it began was summed up wile listening to my favorite radio station, which sadly no longer exists, at least in the same format and with the DJs it used to have. It was WNEW-FM ("Where Rock Lives"), and after playing "Night Moves", the DJ working that night, Dennis Elsas if I remember correctly, said to his audience, "Hey, why don't you call in and tell me where you had sex the first time." I remember my best friend calling me a moment after, laughing and saying, "There may be people who can say they did it in a car, or in a parking lot, but I bet no one else can say they did it in the middle of Marine Park just as the sun was rising rising!" But I didn't have the guts then to call in and say so. Still, this song and the Eagles' "Victim of Love" were my two songs from that summer of 1977. I practically never hear either song played, but when I do, I go right back there. Good thing Billy Joel's "Stiletto" wasn't dedicated to me till the following year!


Wonijack | Reviewer: Jack | 9/7/12

This song is about live. When you get old you will think back to the summertime of your life. The nights closing in. Funny you don't see it for what it's worth until its closing in. Night moves.

Great Song | Reviewer: Janice | 6/8/12

I Highly disagree with Jeff. I understand that Seger may not be everyone's style but he has written many great songs; "Still the Same" "Turn the Page" "Against the Wind" are a few examples of how a simple song can convey so much. Given the load of crap we have to swallow today this is Pure Music to my ears.

sure remember those night moves | Reviewer: JT | 11/13/11

She was a 19 year old French foreign exchange student in high school, I was 22 and bumming around. The year was 1977 and I was "a little too tall" and man did she have points all her own! This song takes me right back to a Spring thunderstorm when we parked in my car. I kissed her goodbye the beginning of that summer. She went back to France, and I went back to the beginning of my life. I think about her now more than then. Strange how the night moves.

Night Moves Bob Seger | Reviewer: Paul Brigth | 9/14/11

I heard this today for the first time in 20 -25yrs - was it really that long ago!
the last lines

When you just don't seem to have as much to lose
Strange how the night moves
With autumn closing in"

There it is!

Night Moves is simply one of those perfect songs | Reviewer: steve parish | 5/29/11

So Perfect that when released in Dec 1976 it's story set in Michigan touched personal all across the country...I remember the first time I heard it - Palo Alto CA - I totally related.. Perfect also for it did for Seger as it propelled him from a regional act to a national star.. The music though ties it all together: The tune was written by Seger on the last day of a 3 day recording session then arranged in the studio and recorded - two band member had already left and studio players were brought in.
When it comes together like that it's magical and perfect ! much peace




Oh the memories | Reviewer: Anonymous | 4/16/10

I just heard this song and can't remember the last time I heard it. I actually listened to the lyrics for probably the first time in my life and realized,,, that's me! holy hell that was me. Picked her up from work, went out to Miguelito park Lompoc Ca. just about every night it seemed like! haah Even got caught by the sheriffs at one point. End of the summer, she moved to AZ and she wanted me to come, to young to early. one of the biggest mistakes at my early man age. To this day, I can't remember her name, but will never forget that time of my life. What a wonderful memory song!

Night Moves lyrics | Reviewer: Jay59 | 3/5/10

I love this song only for the fact that it takes me back to my youth. I wasn't the type to go for 'random' sex. Call me old-fashioned i guess. But i love the last lines, it makes you think, my youth is going by so fast & now i have to go out & face the world & be responsible, at least that is my take on it. I actually love Main Street, We've Got Tonite, You'll Accomp'ny Me & Against the Wind, these last 2 are prob my favorites. We all read into songs what we want, or pick out lyrics in the song that refer to something in our life. You'll Accomp'ny Me makes me think of a lost love that died that i wish would have been my partner 'accomp'nying' me in my life. But i was young & she was younger & wanted to 'play the field'. Such a b*tch to be young & in love & then lose it. To this day i've never forgotten her & wonder what life could have been. Of course, there was one other gal that was actually my 1st love, i let her get away cuz of the one that died. Now that i'm older & think back on it, it was prob more lust than love & i should have not hurt my 1st love. I could kick myself now, we still are friends but i know she will never be more, unfortunately. So, yeh, Seger's music touches my heart on so many levels.


agree with Jeff | Reviewer: Powerglide | 10/30/09

I agree with Jeff's review: Only good song of Seger, and the last verse says it all. (Runnin' on Empty is a good song title wasted except for the great guitar riff toward the end). I prefer Mellancamp's take on prairie youth (eg, Jack 'n' Diane - 'two 'merican kids out in the heartland'). And you should listen to John Prine for real bite.

Brings Me Back | Reviewer: Dragon192 | 9/1/09

Seger hits my note with Night Moves. Truthfully, I can only wish my 1962 nighttime experiences with the various girls I had along in my '54 Ford would have come close to the descriptions of hot, mutually enthusiastic love-making as told in the 2nd & 3rd verses. No, I think the heat was all mine, and I had to spend substantial energy trying to get the girl to just make out - and I don't recall any 'black-haired beauties that I was ever in the backseat with, nor did the girls I drove around with have quite the 'way up high and firm points' as told in the first verse.

But some nights late, all those 47 years down the road, I am wakened by memories of those Kansas summer nights of so long ago, and Seger's great Night Moves starts perfectly playing over and over in my mind, and I remember being so young, having so little to loose, and yeah...gettin' my share.

strange moves | Reviewer: joseph peabody | 8/21/09

I too remember this song in my youth but with different circumstances. You know how it is... some times ya just wanna be alone, and out in the desert southwest there aint a whole lot of places you can go. So there I was sitting under a tree on the bank of a very large irrigation canal at night, drinking beer and listening the local radio station. All of a sudden this guy comes up and starts bumming a smoke, and then asking for a beer.
Now I am as sharing as the next guy but when he asked for a third beer, just as "Night Moves" comes on over the radio, I went ape shit. I smashed the bottle across the tailgate and jabbed the jagged end into his throat.
As he lay there on the ground, holding his throat and trying to speak, but only managing a throaty,harsh, gurgling sound, I couldn't help but laugh.
As the song ended I kicked him over the edge of the bank and watch him slip away beneath the dark , murky waters. It was a summer I would never forget. Thank you Bob Seger!

Best song he ever wrote | Reviewer: Jeff | 3/25/09

This is the best song he ever wrote, and the only one he ever wrote that ever impressed me. He's OK, but I never was a big Seger fan. It's not that I dislike him, but most of his music, while good, was just never my style.

This one song came along at just the right time in my life, 21 y/o at the time, and the last verse of the song summed up how the best summer of my life faded into autumn. That summer was when I met the Love of my life, Diane from Newport Beach, CA, but sadly, we never married. Diane DID NOT break my heart; it's just that the time was not right and we ended up going our separate ways, still friends to this day. I have no absolutely regrets about my time with Diane...

"I awoke last night to the sound of thunder
How far off I sat and wondered
Started humming a song from 1962
Ain't it funny how the night moves
When you just don't seem to have as much to lose
Strange how the night moves
With autumn closing in"

Last two line say it all right there.

To this day, I am still impressed by this one Bob Seger song..."NIGHT MOVES".



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