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What Would I Know?
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What Would I Know?
Words & Music Mark Hilton © Copyright 15/5/2020
Catalogue #746
Don't know why she left me
Thought we had it all
Gave her everything I liked
She said “you don't get it”
I don't get what I don't get
Gave her the pony, then she took the motorbike
What would I know?
She could be Janis Joplin, or Barry Manilow
She used to look so good in jeans
Now she's reading magazines
Eating chocolate and laying on the couch
She said “you don't get it”
I don't get what I don't get
Gave her the money, then she took the house
What would I know?
She could be Janis Joplin, or Barry Manilow
What would I know?
She never used to get it
When I'd fall right on the floor
Well I could dance like I'm wearing roller skates
I got myself a jukebox
I'm turning out the lights
Playing the songs she hates
What would I know?
She could be Janis Joplin, or Barry Manilow
She's pretty as a picture
But when I tried to ditch her
She got on the Yokohama bullet train
She tore up every photo
From Osaka to Kyoto
By Nagoya it was all back on again
What would I know?
She could be Janis Joplin, or Barry Manilow
What would I know?...
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Cool Water
04:02
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Cool Water
Words & Music Mark Hilton © Copyright 11.7.2015
Catalogue #638
Puttin’ in the cotton, puttin’ in the corn
Puttin’ in the rice, we’re up at dawn
The day is long, as the river is wide
Lift my load up on my back
Walkin’ down the road to the big haystack
Won’t ya lend me a hand?, gets easy like that
Cool water
I’m goin’ down to the riverside with you my friend
If I don’t catch ya there, I’ll see ya up around the bend
I look around and all I see
Is the same old stuff comin’ back at me
I get to thinkin’ maybe I could be alone
Talkin’ to the gals, talkin’ to the guys
Lookin’ at the mountains and the big blue skies
It’s breakin’ my heart, the train’s run off the track
Well I don’t know, but I’ve been told
Big Mother Earth, yeah she got soul
Gotta find a way back home, won’t you take me there?
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Girlfriend Thinks Too Much
Words & Music Mark Hilton © Copyright 16/2/2020
Catalogue #743
Can't live on hot dogs and baked beans
Gettin' lonely down here in my submarine
I don't like gyms and swimming pools
The best things in life, you don't learn at school
A life of ease, oh yeh, I just don't care
She comes every weekend, she's so nice to touch
Girlfriend thinks too much
I take the garbage out, when I can
I put the seat down, like a man
A man who cares, a man who knows how he feels
She's such a lousy cook, I do the meals
A life of ease, oh yeh...
She always looks sensational
Whenever we go out
But she's too busy tellin' stories
Sometimes I have to shout
“Somebody let the griller on
Somebody might get hurt”
She's worried 'bout my eyes
She says “You just don't see the dirt”
She's worried 'bout the plague
She's sad about the war
But sometimes when she gets dressed
Her entire wardrobe's on the floor
Well I like a life of ease
But now she's underneath my skin
When she comes 'round
I just let her in
A life of ease, oh yeh, I just don't care
She comes every weekend, she's so nice to touch
Girlfriend thinks too much.
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I Believe In You
02:28
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I Believe In You
Words & Music Mark Hilton © Copyright 31/12/21
Catalogue #758
I believe in you
Even darker days get through
They're in the mix between betwixt
The better things we do
Some days you wake up mad
Angry at the world so bad
Then somehow you turn around
Without a sound
Yeh, I believe in you
Sometimes you feel like you're done
Your confidence gets stooped and bent
So where's the upright one?
The fading of the light
Shadows in the night
Love turns into spite
And you could drown
But baby don't go down
'Cos I believe in you
I've seen the bandits break on through
They're in between the stolen dreams
They're blocking out the view
They're in the mix between betwixt
The better things we do
But I believe in you.
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Follow Me Home
03:00
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Follow Me Home
Words & Music Mark Hilton © Copyright 23/5/2020
Catalogue #747
It's gettin' cold out
Get under my wing
You might as well follow me home
Barman rings the bell
Crawl back in my shell
God only knows, but he don't know
Nobody on the street
Snowflakes bless your feet
God only knows
It's gettin' cold out
You're wearing my ring
You might as well follow me home
When your heart turns black
Babe, I've got your back
Devil may care, but he don't care
Lamplight on the square
Your fingers in my hair
God only knows
It's gettin' cold out
So make up your mind
You might as well follow me home
I thought I told you
Get under my wing
You might as well follow me home
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Used To Play Rock & Roll
03:35
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Used To Play Rock & Roll
Words & Music Mark Hilton © Copyright 7/6/19
Catalogue #725
I said to my baby
I used to play Rock & Roll
But now I like Country
And I like my Soul
Momma done left me
She gave me the sack
You know I love that woman
But I ain't gonna take her back
She took all my records
She lies on the telephone
She got fine long legs
But I pray for her to leave me alone
Where's my Aretha Franklin?
My baby robbed me blind
When I find that woman
I'm gonna give her a piece of my mind
All the Muddy Waters
And all the money I'm owed
If she gets in my car
I'm gonna drive her to the end of the road.
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7. |
Miss You
03:23
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Miss You
Words & Music Mark Hilton © Copyright 26/2/2017
Catalogue #668
I miss you when I'm gone
like sunshine in the rain
your love will never cause me pain
I feel you in the night
when I'm all alone
though I'm miles away
I'm never far from home
Everything you do
so gentle and so kind
I know you've got me on your mind
I miss you when I'm gone
like sunshine in the rain
your love will never cause me pain
I tried the alcohol and nicotine
and all the pretty girls that I've seen
they don't do what you do
I miss you when I'm gone
like home made apple pie
once you get a taste for it
there's nothin' else to try
No matter what I do
I stumble and I fall
I know you'll be waiting there
when I call
I thought about that babe in Amstelveen
but somehow I don't fit in her scene
No she don't do what you do
I miss you when I'm gone
like sunshine in the rain
your love will never cause me pain
I tried to make some friends in Madrid
but you don't wanna know what I did
No they don't do what you do there
I kissed you in the taxi
on the ferry, on the bike
then you took my hand and showed me
all the things you like
I miss you in the mirror
behind me in the room
puttin' up your hair
and puttin' on perfume
The uppers and the downers cut me loose
so now I start to wonder
what's the use
No they don't do what you do
I miss you when I'm gone
like sunshine in the rain
your love will never cause me pain
Oh it never caused me pain
Your love will never cause me pain
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Chili Chicken Rag
02:38
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Chili Chicken Rag
Words & Music Mark Hilton © Copyright 23/8/19
Catalogue #730
Momma got chili in the cookin' pot
Daddy got axe from the wood chop block
I'm chasin' chicken in the hen house now
Ain't gonna get away
My little sister got the sugar sack
She wants the white, I want the black
Little Eloise she likes 'em fat, ain't gonna get away
I just love that salt and pepper lime
Grandaddy gonna bring a bottle of gin
And a little of the old moonshine
Every Spring, you can't resist that thing
When Sunday comes we dance and sing
that Chili Chicken Rag
Billy's in the wood shed, wavin' his spade
Daddy said he's gonna have to sharpen that blade
I'm chasin' chicken in the hen house now
Ain't gonna get away
Cousin Sid must be a fool
He's 24 and still at school
Somebody gonna have to knock him off his stool
That chicken ain't gonna get away
I just love those crispy wings and legs
Sally's comin' over with a flagon of red
In the mornin' she'll be cookin' up the eggs
Every Spring...
Thumbelina and the ballerina got smashed
Hangin' on the strip, tryin' to make some cash
But you don't have to worry 'bout a thing no more
That chicken ain't gonna get away
”Come on home” said Uncle Jed
“You deserve a country spread
That city life won't get you fed
Those big ideas fill up your head
Time to jump that freight train headin' south
Momma got chili chicken waitin' for you
Gonna be a hootenanny in your mouth”
Every Spring...
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Pony Blues
03:21
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Pony Blues
Words & Music © Copyright 22.12.2011 Mark Hilton
Catalogue #571
Got myself a pony and she rides alright
I ride her in the morning, I ride her every night
I keep her out the back in a paddock
But she gets bored
I said “Don’t you know, love is it’s own reward”
I give her lots of hay, give her lots of water
Anyone would think she was my one and only daughter
I give her everything I’ve got
But all she does is moan
It could be worse, you could be alone
Ain’t it funny, ain’t it sad
Try to be good, you end up bad
Sooner or later, don’t need to remind you
that trouble will find you
It’s true, no matter what you do
Got a brand new saddle, I got myself a whip
When I ride her in the afternoon I give her just a bit
I figured she would love it
But then she starts to cry
I said “life can be very difficult, and then you die”.
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10. |
What You Mean To Me
03:22
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What You Mean To Me
Words & Music Mark Hilton © Copyright 4/11/2017
Catalogue #689
There ain't no denyin'
Everybody's dyin'
Well I can hardly wait
They're droppin' like flies
And it's no surprise
When you check out the used by date
I don't wanna live forever
but there's just one thing I'd like to see
If I could take you by the hand
and make you understand
what you mean to me
Never had the joy
to have my own girl and boy
You're in the same boat too
When you sail against the wind
through thick and thin
It's lonesome and it's blue
I don't wanna live forever...
I remember the nights
when we used to fight
I'd wanna lay down and die
Then the nightingale would sing
It's one of those things
Make a grown man cry
There ain't no denyin'
Everybody's dyin'
Well I can hardly wait
Got a girl I wanna keep her
but the grim reaper
is lining her up for a date
I don't wanna live forever...
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Mark Hilton Byron Bay, Australia
Songwriter Troubadour from Australia, touring Vietnam & Europe
Songs that never forget you
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