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Backwoods Hood
03:50
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You ever been down to the creek at night
With the bullfrogs, gators and the blackflies
Oh - you ought to see it
You can see for miles in the moon light
You can see just as far when you close your eyes
Go on give it a try
In the black creek water the beer is chillin’,
Let the fireflies light your way
To our hood in the backwoods
Black skies, coyote eyes it’s all good
Our own time, our own rules
No one to tell us what to do in our hood
In the backwoods
We got country girls wearin’ cut off jeans,
Sippin homemade wine, they’re all beauty queens
Oh – have a look at that boys
Slammin’ on flat top, settin the grove,
Country rock mixed with dirty blues
Let the fireflies light your way
To our hood in the backwoods
Black skies, coyote eyes it’s all good
Our own time, our own rules
No one to tell us what to do in our hood
In the backwoods
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2. |
Come On Over
03:54
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Come on over to my house baby
Come on over to my house
Come on over to my house baby
Come on over to my house
Water tastes like wine
Water tastes like wine
Come on over to my house baby
Come on over to my house
Don't mean nothing if there's no fire
Don't mean nothing if there's no fire
Don't mean nothing if there's no fire
Don't mean nothing if there's no fire
In your heart
Burning in your soul
Don't mean nothing if there's no fire
Don't mean nothing if there's no fire
Come on over to my house baby
Come on over to my house
Can you feel me
I can be your dream
Come on over to my house baby
Come on over to my house
Don't tell nobody where you are going
Don't tell your daddy where you are going
Don't tell your mama where you are going
Don't tell nobody where you go
'Cause they don't need to know
Where your horses roam
Come on over to my house baby
Come on over to my house
Come on over to my house baby
Come on over to my house
Can you feel me
I can be your dream
Come on over to my house baby
Come on over to my house
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3. |
Posse
02:59
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Third grade bully.
Had me flat on my back.
Wind knock out.
Still under attack.
When outta nowhere came my three best buds.
They threw his ass in the mud.
Everybody needs a group of good ol boys
They got your back if you need it and they bring the noise.
You don't need to sound no sirens, send no flare in the air.
When push comes to shove the boys will always be there.
Have no fear, the posse's all here.
Friday night.
We were rocking the stage.
Things got rowdy when the drummer took a beer in the face.
He threw down, stood tall and said,
"You mess with one, you're gonna get us all."
Everybody needs a group of good ol boys.
They got your back if you need it and they bring the noise.
You don't need to sound no sirens, send no flare in the air.
When push comes to shove the boys will always be there.
We're gonna need another round of beers, the posse's all here.
For those of you who stand on guard.
We raise a glass with glowing hearts.
Defend us from evil on land and send.
So we remain strong and free.
Everybody needs a group of good ol boys.
They got your back if you need it and they bring the noise.
You don't need to sound no sirens, send no flare in the air.
When push comes to shove the boys will always be there.
Everybody needs a group of good ol boys.
They got your back if you need it and they bring the noise.
You don't need to sound no sirens, send no flare in the air.
When push comes to shove the boys will always be there.
Kick it into high gear, the posse's all here.
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Liza Jane
02:57
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You've got my number
You've got my name
So why don't you call me
Little Liza Jane
You've got that body
You've got that frame
So why don't you call me
Little Liza Jane
Girl I got it bad for you
There ain't nothin' I won't do
Just one kiss and I'll never be the same
Little Liza Jane, oh little Liza Jane
Now you've heard my story
You've got to know my name
So why don't you call me
Little Liza Jane
Girl I got it bad for you
There ain't nothin' I won't do
Just one kiss and I'll never be the same
Little Liza Jane, oh little Liza Jane
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5. |
Down On The Corner
02:23
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Early in the evenin' just about supper time
Over by the courthouse they're starting to unwind
Four kids on the corner trying to bring you up
Willy picks a tune out and he blows it on the harp
Down on the corner
Out in the street
Willy and the Poor Boys are playin'
Bring a nickel, tap your feet
Rooster hits the washboard and people just got to smile
Blinky thumps the gut bass and solos for a while
Poor Boy twangs the rhythm out on his kalamazoo
And Willy goes into a dance and doubles on kazoo
Down on the corner
Out in the street
Willy and the Poor Boys are playin'
Bring a nickel, tap your feet
You don't need a penny just to hang around
But if you've got a nickel, won't you lay your money down?
Over on the corner there's a happy noise
People come from all around to watch the magic boy
Down on the corner
Out in the street
Willy and the Poor Boys are playin'
Bring a nickel, tap your feet
Down on the corner
Out in the street
Willy and the Poor Boys are playin'
Bring a nickel, tap your feet
Down on the corner
Out in the street
Willy and the Poor Boys are playin'
Bring a nickel, tap your feet
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6. |
Carolina
06:41
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Carolina
Don't try and take me back
Carolina
Don't try and take me back
You don put me out
I know that's a natural fact
Carolina
I know you been running around
Carolina
I know you been running around
You put my heart
In the cold cold ground
Carolina
Don't try and take me back
Carolina
Don't try and take me back
Your love ain't been true
I know that's a natural fact
Carolina
I got down and gave you my heart
Carolina
I got down and gave you my heart
You walked out the door
And you tore it all apart.
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7. |
Swamp Music
03:15
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Going down to the swamp
Gonna watch me a hound dog catch a 'coon
Well, I'm going down to the swamp
Gonna watch me a hound dog catch a 'coon
And when the hound dog start barkin'
Sounds like ol' son house singin' the blues
Lord, fetch my cane pole mama
Gonna catch a brim or maybe two
Lord, fetch my cane pole mama
Gonna catch a brim or maybe two
And when the hound dog start barkin'
Sounds like Charlie A'Court singin' the blues
Hound dog sing that
Swamp, swamp, swamp, swamp music
Swamp, swamp, swamp, swamp music
When the hound dog starts singin'
I ain't got them big ol' city blues
Well, hey pretty mama
Lord, just take that city hike
Said go ahead pretty mama
Lord, just take your city hike
Well, I'd rather live with the hound dogs
For the rest of my natural born life
That's right
Singing that
Swamp, swamp, swamp, swamp music
Swamp, swamp, swamp, swamp music
When the hound dog starts singin'
I ain't got them big ol' city blues
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8. |
Seeing You Around
04:01
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In our high school ways
We'd take off for days
In your daddy's truck
Full of rust
Well our grades were dead last
But we managed to pass
I think they wanted just
To get rid of us
On that graduating day
Well we'd celebrate
The fact that we made it out alive
You shook my hand and said, "good luck man."
But never did we say goodbye.
Instead we said
I'll be seeing you around
I'll be seeing you around
He's a likeable loser
Who leaves his lover
In Leverkusen, Germany
He said, "I gotta go. I gotta go somewhere I don't know. I'll call when I get there."
She says, "Wait a minute boy, don't you forget it. The promise that you made back then."
He said, "Yes it's true that I did love you, but my need to leave is stronger."
I'll be seeing you around
I'll be seeing you around
I'm hitting the road
There's nothing to slow me down
When I leave this town
Well the point of this story
Is that I miss all the glory
Back when I was young, wild and free.
With no strings attached
Lord, I gotta get back to when
Life was where ever it tool me
I'll be seeing you around
I'll be seeing you around
I'll be seeing you around
I'll be seeing you around
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9. |
Let The Good Times Roll
03:27
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Hey everybody
Let's have some fun
You only live once
And when you're dead you're done
Let the good times roll
Let the good times roll
I don't care if you're young or old
Get together and let the good times roll
Stop you're mumbling
Stop talking trash
You wanna have some fun
You gotta spend a little cash
Let the good times roll
Let the good times roll
I don't care if you're young or old
Get together and let the good times roll
Let the good times roll
Let the good times roll
Let the good times roll
Let the good times roll
I don't care if you're young or old
Get together and let the good times roll
Hey everybody
Let's have some fun
You only live once
And when you're dead you're done
Let the good times roll
Let the good times roll
I don't care if you're young or old
Get together and let the good times roll
Let the good times roll
Let the good times roll
Let the good times roll
Let the good times roll
I don't care if you're young or old
Get together and let the good times roll
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From this mountain I see the valley floor
We’re headed north down to the shore
Let’s get lost down one of these dusty old side roads
We can unload, don’t need a time clock anymore
Salt in the night air, fire on the rocks
Just need a couple lawn chairs, a little fishing from the dock
Straight up living, hell bent and fancy free
I guarantee this is how it’s meant to be
Lay back for a little while, gonna party East Coast Style
We got southern fried little western four wheel drive
Underneath the northern lights it’s a good life
We got cowboy soul and little bit of rock 'n’ roll
Never growin’ old on these East Coast Country Side Roads
In the cool blue light before the sunrise
The day begins right before your eyes
Ain’t too early for the alcohol
Sweet cider, wine we can bring it all
Tie it down it’s a rough-road ride
Hittin’ mud holes just to say we did
On the way back we’ll get the ones we missed
Don’t look back the work week is dead and gone
Thirty miles outside of town
Set up camp, pass the bottle round
These old side roads they ain’t never done us wrong
The highway just ain’t right when a side road drive can take us all night
We got southern fried little western four wheel drive
Underneath the northern lights it’s a good life
We got cowboy soul and little bit of rock 'n’ roll
Never growin’ old on these East Coast Country Side Roads
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Charlie A'Court Nova Scotia
Planted at the crossroads of roots, soul and rock, Charlie A'Court possesses a mighty voice and delivers with soulful guitar playing. A'Court is a 5x East Coast Music Award Winner and multiple Maple Blues Award nominee. A'Court counts artists like Jonny Land, Martin Sexton, Eric Clapton and Otis Redding among his top influences. ... more
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