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In the Wind
04:38
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I know I know that you don’t want to see me no more
I know I know the word is goin’ round for sure
In this little town news gets around like an oil slick on a sandy shore
I heard it in the wind
I even heard it from the man next door
I know I know you been sayin certain things about me
I know I know how the gossips smile & clap their hands with glee
In this little town news gets around around like a fire in a old dead tree
I heard it in the wind
I even heard it from a honey bee
Well I heard it from the baker he was mixin up his dough
heard it from a butcher bird who heard it from a crow
Everybody seems to know just what you plan to do
Why haven’t I heard it from you
I know I know that you dont’ want to see me no more
I know I know my ears are burning that’s for sure
In this little down news gets around, be someone else’s turn before long
I heard it in the wind
& now you've heard it in this song
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2. |
Mark Latham Blues
05:03
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Came a lonesome rider, out of the west
And the mark of the chosen was tattooed on his chest
O Mark Latham within his soul a passion burned
And he could not imagine that passion would not be returned
Stepped up like a legend, pull the sword out from the stone
It only just began to move before his chance was blown
Oh mark latham the kingdom slipped out of his hands
Started out in Camelot ended up in the desert sands
Wrong side of the party, wrong side of the law
Wrong side of powerful men wrong side of a locked door
Oh mark latham he tried to grab the holy grail
But the fates were against him he was bound to fail
Was he too wild too frisky, too lucky in love
Was he too big for his britches all of the above
O mark latham was he unworthy of the crown
Or was he hoodooed & voodooed, hog tied backstabbed shot down
Well its not far to the border I heard Mark Latham say
Gonna pack my suitcase and make my getaway
O Mark Latham he made a journal of his woes
Is it fact or fiction, I guess we’ll never never know
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3. |
Mama was a goodtime girl
04:09
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Mama was a goodtime girl mama was a goodtime girl
She’d turn up to a party drippin’ with perfume
charm the pants off every single man in the room
show off her diamonds and pearls Mama was a goodtime girl
Mama was a goodtime girl, mama was a goodtime girl
She liked to go out dancing, heaven knows
She liked to step out and step on people’s toes
She lived her life in a whirl mama was a goodtime girl
Ah ah etc.
Mama was a goodtime girl mama was a goodtime girl
Well she’s down to the club every night of the week
Drink four or 5 whiskeys and bring home some freak
Round the living room they’d twirl Mama was a goodtime girl
I know she loved us but she didn’t understand
She thought that to survive and feel real inside
She’d need a couple of drinks and a man
Mama was a goodtime girl mama was a goodtime girl
Sometimes she felt too tired to cook and clean
When we wanted her attention she could get real mean
scream until it shook our world Mama was a goodtime girl
Ah ah etc.
Mama was a goodtime girl mama was a goodtime girl
We had an uncle Boris and an Uncle Stan
Uncle Vince Uncle Kwame and Uncle Tran
She spread her love all over the world Mama was a goodtime girl
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4. |
Naughty Little Girl
04:12
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At the age of 4 the boy next door showed her dirty pictures on the internet to see what he could get
At the age of 8 she was stayin up late mum & dad didn’t come home for 3 days straight, tho she wait and wait
She’s a naughty little girl, she’s angry at the world
At the age of 12 she was helpin herself to the shelves of the supermarket, Katy’s and Target,
At the age of 16 on the Smith Street scene lookin pale and lean with a man so mean, he slapped her face to put her in her place
CHORUS
She’ll spit in your eye she’d rather die than you should see her cry
She gets off her face to cut back the pace and get some space from the demons that scream in her dreams
You know what they say, naughty little girl
At the age of 20 she’s done plenty of crime, done some time
2 kids in care, sees ‘em 4 times a year
She’s getting sick of drugs, getting sick of thugs she’d like a regular life, no more trouble and strife wouldn’t that be nice
she doesn’t understand why the law of the land won’t take a stand
against the kind of creeps who make children lose sleep, mess up their lives
At the age of 30 she feels like she’s washed the dirt off her soul, got a new lover who doesn’t try to control her
But every now and then she thinks back to when she never had a friend
Or a single soul she could have told
And all that she could do just to make it thru was to fight with everyone she know
And they would turn away she would hear them say every single day
Naughty little girl, she must be angry at the world
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5. |
Down at the Fish Shop
03:36
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Down at the fish shop on a Friday night (2)
There was a large barramundi, bin there since Sunday
And next to him was a jewellian bream
And two delicious whiskery fishes
And a crayfish with wobbly eyes (2)
Down at the fish shop on a Friday night
Sweating and smoking they were packed in tight
And two little whiting were screaming and fighting
In the winding queue they were black and blue
And one round potata said ‘I’ll see ya later’
To the crayfish with wobbly eyes (2) and the shark
Ay ay ay ay flip flop and fry (2)
Down at the fish shop on a Friday night
Shoulder to shoulder waiting for a bite
We’ll have a piece of flake and 2 potato cakes
Don’t touch the scallops or you’ll get a wallop
My stomach’s on empty and the crayfish tempts me
Yes the crayfish with wobbly eyes (2) and the shark
Ay ay ay ay flip flop and fry (2)
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6. |
Lonesome Blues
03:58
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I got the lonesome blues creepin round my door(2)
They got me weepin and a wailin’ they got me walkin the floor
I got a lonesome devil ridin’ on my train (2)
Just when I think it’s gone, it jumps back on again
CHORUS
I got the lonesome blues ooo hoo hoo
I got the lonesome blues put on my travelling shoes
Won’t somebody help me lose those lonesome blues
Well the lonesome blues came to my room last night (2)
And they whispered in my ear until the morning light
Now everybody needs to believe in somethin’ dear (2)
Well I believe in somethin’ I believe I’ll have another beer
CHORUS
I got the lonesome blues ooo hoo hoo
I got the lonesome blues better put on my travellin’ shoes
Won’t somebody help me lose those lonesome blues
Well won’t somebody help me lose those lonesome blues
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7. |
True Hearts
03:53
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Let me tell you all a story of true hearts who knew no fear
They were wild and they were reckless with danger ever near
Stolen cars and broken windows, assault and robbery
When it came to drugs and money they just could not let it be
True hearts, better stay home by the fire when the day is done
On a dark & rainy evening it was in the winter cold
They set out to rob a traveller of his money & his gold
But the plan went wrong & ended with a body on the ground
As the sirens came a wailin true hearts were leavin town
Chorus
Well they tore on down the highway, got a 100 miles from town
And they vowed to love eachother no matter what went down
But before they reached the border stood a roadblock straight ahead
With 100 guns awaitin to shoot those lovers dead
Chorus
To the courthouse they were taken in the courthouse they were tried
From the courthouse they were parted wrenched from eachothers side
True hearts are true forever true hearts will never fall
But it’s a long long wait for true hearts behind the prison wall
Chorus
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there was a ramblin’ rose all alone on the hillside grew
down amongst the rocks and stones she was hidden away from view
each night she’d talk to the stars, and in to the heavens she’d gaze
and that’s the way it was for a thousand nights and days
well a gardener of love came wanderin’ through the land
looking for a favourite flower where he could tend his hand
to the hillside he chanced to go on a whim he did suppose
down amongst the rocks and stones he spied that ramblin’ rose
o rose o ramblin’ rose well won’t you come with me
for you are the prettiest flower that ever I did see
get away get away she cried I cannot go with you
with your gardener’s shears so sharp you’ll wound and hurt me too
won’t you put aside your fears the gardener did implore
and come away with me to my garden’s golden shore
there’s soil to feed your soul and to make you thrive and grow
and I’ll always cherish you but the rose said I don’t know
now the rose was full of doubt and she couldn’t make up her mind
‘cause the gardener looked so fit and his twinkling eyes were kind
with that he did reach out plucked the rose out of the ground
and her thorns they scratched him deep til the blood came running down
well the rose fell in a faint out of shock and pure surprise
and she didn’t believe the sight when she opened up her eyes
she was in a beautiful bed that felt like a natural home
in the arms of the gardener of love, at rest no more to roam
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9. |
Peace & Quiet Blues
03:58
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I reached the time of life where I enjoy some peace & quiet
I reached the time of life where I enjoy some peace & quiet
I've given up cigarette smoking I’m on the liver cleansing diet
You know the signs of ageing are a creeping up on me x 2
I got wrinkles I got dimples where there never used to be
All my friends have got arthritis, bad backs and dodgy livers too
Some are dearly departed from rockin pneumonia & boogie woogie flu
I thought I saw the devil out the corner of my eye x 2
Wonder is he come to get me or is he just passing by
I reached the time of life to treasure family & friends x 2
And in the arms of my loved ones I hope someday that’s where my journey ends
But not, but not too soon
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Marni Sheehan & Mark Smith Melbourne, Australia
Marni Sheehan & Mark Smith play rootsy blues, alt & vintage country & originals on acoustic, dobro & electric guitars, mandolin, banjo. Their years of experience brings authenticity and depth to the material. Audiences love the spellbinding quality of this act, its sparkle, humour and the occasional dark moment. Don't miss live shows in your neighbourhood! ... more
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