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Slinky, Swampy Blues Rocker with a great back beat! LOVE that tremolo!! |
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I think we made a big mistake,
I knew this was a bad idea;
Got a bad feelin' I can't shake,
We got no business bein' here.
"Did something move over there?"
"He's prob'ly watchin' us right now."
"If he catches you, just say your prayers,
'Cos you ain't gonna make it no how."
"There it is again! Better run for your life!
The Hookman's out tonight!" |
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| Lyrics Author: |
Paul Cummins |
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| Composer: |
Paul Cummins |
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4.7MB |
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Rockin' Electric blues stomper about the girl who just keeps comin' back. True Story! Every 12 years, just as regular as a Comet! |
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You're like a Comet, woman;
You keep comin' 'round every so many years;
You're like a Comet, woman;
You keep comin' 'round every so many years;
And like a fool, I fall for you again;
Only to watch you disappear.
And just like a Comet, woman;
When you're around all the stars look pale;
And just like a Comet, woman;
When you're around all the stars look pale;
Every man in town, he race to the mountaintop;
To catch a glimpse of that tail.
You're a truly heavenly body,
Yeah none near as so fine;
Not Halley's, Kahoutek, not even Schumaker-Levy #9!
You're a Comet, baby,
You keep comin' 'round every so many years;
And like a fool, I fall for you again;
Only to watch you disappear.
You're my Comet Woman;
You'd think by now I'd a'learned
You're my own little Comet Woman;
You'd think by now I'd a'learned
Even though you keep on breakin' my heart,
I know I'll be watchin' the sky for your return.
Comet Woman, Comet Woman,
Comet Woman, Comet Woman,
Comet Woman, Comet Woman,
Comet Woman, Comet Woman,
You just keep on breakin' my heart every time,
And I keep on waitin' for your return.
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P. Cummins |
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| Composer: |
Paul Cummins |
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6.5MB |
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Smooth Uptempo Shuffle with laid back vocals "ala Mose Allison". Nice "wristy" drummimg by Bob Buchler. This song reminded me how much I used to enjoy playing bass; so I told Doug to take a 3 min 45 sec break, pulled out a $30 yard sale bass, and dubbed in another bass track. Doug said,"Use yours"; so we did. |
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Dog my fleas,I can't believe it's true,
Dog my fleas,I can't believe it's true,
You feel 'bout me
Just like I feel 'bout you.
I'm ridin' high since I got you by my side,
I'm ridin' so high since I got you by my side,
I feel so fine,
My soul's electrified.
Folks are wondrin' 'bout where I been,
'Cos I walk 'round with a silly grin;
Dog my fleas, I can't believe it's true,
You feel 'bout me just like I feel 'bout you.
I want the world to know to whom I do belong,
I want the world to know to whom I do belong,
That's the reason
I wrote this little song.
If I'm dreamin' don'tcha wake me up today,
If I'm dreamin' don'tcha wake me up today,
I'd just as soon just sleep my life away.
Dog my fleas,
Dog my fleas,
Dog my fleas,
Dog my fleas,
You feel 'bout me
Just like I feel 'bout you. |
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| Lyrics Author: |
P. Cummins |
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| Composer: |
Paul Cummins |
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5.1MB |
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This one starts off with a tricky little lick; and might seem as to be predictable...But! Hang on my friend. Nearing the end, we get a nice surprise! |
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Trailblazin'
Just who am I kiddin'?
I can't stay here no more;
Ain't no use in my sittin' here,
Baby, I'm out the door;
We had us a time for a while,
But that's all in the past,
And I'm still in my prime , Sugar Pie,
And the years- they fly by too fast.
For me to be hangin' 'round your kind'a scene,
With it's games and it's lyin' ways,
I'm lacing up my walkin' shoes,
Got me a new trail to blaze.
Ain't no use in talkin',
There's nothin' to say,
Well, Baby I'm walkin'
There'll be no delay;
I've made my decision
You do the math
It's simple division, baby
I'm splittin' this crooked path of yours
Ain't hangin' 'round your kind'a scene,
With it's games and it's lyin' ways,
I'm lacing up my walkin' shoes,
Got me a new trail to blaze |
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| Lyrics Author: |
P. Cummins |
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| Composer: |
Paul Cummins |
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3.3MB |
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No excuses, just some Blues/Rock to party with 'bout an invitation... |
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I been cookin' it up for you babe
Come on by and try a taste
I been cookin' it up for you babe
Come on by and try a taste
It's my favorite recipe,
Might take an inch off of your waist.
Come on into my kitchen
It'll be ready real soon;
Come on into my kitchen
It'll be ready real soon;
But girl, if you can't wait that long,
Honey, I'll let you lick the spoon.
Girl, whenever you're hungry,
Come on by and get your fill;
Girl, whenever you're hungry,
Come on by and get your fill;
I'm open 24 hours
With nothin' but lovin' on the grill |
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| Lyrics Author: |
P. Cummins |
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| Composer: |
Paul Cummins |
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2.7MB |
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Quick tempoed tune that needs no explaination, really.More nasty ol' electric slide guitar party music. A little bit loose, and we like it like that! |
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You can do what you like,
But you'll never get the boogie outta me;
You can double my trouble,
Toss in a catastrophe;
When that rhythm starts to happen,
My toes start tappin'.
My fingers start snappin',
My head bobs up and down....
You know the boogie is the cure
For every kind of pain
It can mend a broken heart,
Give you shelter from the pourin rain;
One thing's certain
It'll take away the hurtin'
When they bring up the curtain
And the drummer he counts it down...
Well let me ask you children
Don't everything feel all right?
Now that you've had a chance
To get in some boogie tonight?
With the boogie inside
Feelin' fortified
Once you hear that slide
Nothin gonna keep you down... |
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| Lyrics Author: |
P. Cummins |
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| Composer: |
Paul Cummins |
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2.5MB |
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Wistful Solo Slide Guitar Instrumental on my National Tricone Resophonic "Roscoe". |
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| Composer: |
Paul Cummins |
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2.4MB |
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Romantic Late Night or Quiet Time Psychedelia, with multi-layered guitar and a stereo mix that's best appreciated wearing headphones. The lyrics have been published by three different poetry societies.
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Lacy breakers lap the coral reef,
And pound the shore of a sugar-white beach.
The current bears a legacy,
Emminent knowledge from the deepest leagues.
A cool breeze ushers the Sea's wisdom ashore;
And whispers to the sand what the ocean roars...
...Nature knows...
Foam that falls from waves that fold
Release the secrets sketched out long ago.
Phantom cliffs share ancient lore,
A tale of two, and the promise of an open door.
Poseidon's hand glides 'cross the sand, pausing at their feet;
And signs their names in its white retreat...
...Nature knows...
Late day's sun, and cool of dusk,
Gives their cheeks a crimson blush;
Footprints side by side provide the proof,
With every stride, they're nearer to the Truth;
"All things paired, for Life's to be shared, and so it goes;
It's right, it's real...It's Love that you feel....Nature knows"...
...Nature knows...
...Nature knows...
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| Lyrics Author: |
P. Cummins |
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| Composer: |
Paul Cummins |
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14.7MB |
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