DON'T BLAME THE RAIN
(Moon Martin)
These days I don't feel any good
And it seems our hearts
Are miles and miles apart
She's got the sun
I've got the blues
I don't know why but I know we
Had a bad scene
You said things that I
Swear you don't mean
Now all the same
Chorus:
Don't blame the rain
Baby when I'm blue
When I get this way
Nothin' you can do
It's gonna take some time
Baby until then
Don't, don't, don't blame the rain
Now I hear, rumors
Man they get around
Blown like leaves
Thru this little town
You know she's gone
When she don't respond
I don't know why
But I know it's
Not very smart
Can't beleive what you
Did to my heart
Now all the same
Don't blame the rain
Someday I'll face it's over and done
And my heart's back to square one
Don't blame the rain
Baby when I'm down
Or if I stop
And make a lonely sound
It's gonna take some time
Baby until then
Don't, don't, don't blame the rain
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GOOD MORNIN' POLICEMAN
(Moon Martin)
Good Mornin' Policeman
What's the name of this town
Good mornin' Policeman
What's the name of this town
Woke up in your cell
My head bloody and bound
A 44 fired, to the floor dominoes flung
A 44 fired, to the floor dominoes flung
And there lay Johnny C
And on me his murder hung
Better be strong boy
What the sheriff said
Better be strong boy
What the sheriff said
When you walk 13 steps
And I pull that noose round your head
Dig me a hole
Where the green grass is grown
Dig me a hole
Where the green grass is grown
So them wild desert birds
Will not pick and and clean my bones
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GET HOT (OR GO HOME)
(Moon Martin)
I tried all nite but she won't budge
Staighter than a southern judge
Ooh girl you know what
It'd nice to break that ice
Kissing me like a frozen lake
How long are we gonna wait
Get hot
Get hot
Get hot, Get hot, hot or go home
On southern nites, you can't beat
Kissin' girl on a cold white sheet
Let's go on the road
Make some tracks
With a gypsy band
Bunch of one-eyed Jacks
Romeo teaching me a brand new stroke
And I'll have you baby up in smoke
Get Hot
Baby I need to steal
A river of ink to say what I feel
About my life
Well it's no big deal
It's just a ride
On a roulette wheel
But what I think it's all about
Take a breath and let it out
Get hot
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DANGEROUS CURVES
(Moon Martin)
Gotta take my word
That woman got dangerous curves
And some sweet talk
Lord, make a dead man walk
Telling you I need luck
That woman works me up
Slow down, slow down, too late
Hit the brake
She got som danger, dangerous curves
Danger, dangerous curves
Danger, dangerous curves
Remember I told you first
More troubles than a Gypsy Curse
Down by the lake
By the point
There's an old
Little road house joint
Late one night
In the dark
Kissd her way
Into my heart
Thought I had
A lethal dose
I was wrong
But it was close
Slow down, slow down, too late
Hit the brake
She got some dangerous curves
Danger, dangerous curves
Danger, dangerous curves
You know they told me careful Jack
You wind up a mid-nite snack
She, She, She
Got some, dangerous curves
Danger, dangerous curves
Danger, dangerous curves
My baby like 'em, big and dumb
Like them fools in Washington
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TOOK ME TO SCHOOL
(Moon Martin)
I heard a rumour in the air
Maybe a lie, but I don't care
In a jam I'm in a sweat
I don't know whats comin' next
County, Jury
Well they convicted me
Sold out, no doubt
I heard you copped a plea
Chorus:
Took me to school
Took me to school
You took me to school on this one
Baby as a rule
I ain't no fool
But you're workin' over time
Now did I run out of luck
Or was it something you cooked up
Took me to school
Took me to school
Took me to school on this one
You told em' murder was in my past
For the record I never done that
Baby here's my favourite part
You told them I had no heart
Set up, fed up
And when you add it up
Sold out no doubt
Victim number one
(Chorus)
You think the world's
One big bash
I'm here to take
Out your trash
Took me to school
Took me to school
Took me to school on this one
Someday I'm gonna be a man
And drop you where you stand
(Chorus)
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PICTURES OF PAIN
(Moon Martin)
Build my coffin silver and black
Six angels in a Cadillac
Two to sing
Two to pray
Two to carry my soul away
I got pictures of pain
Runnin' thru my brain
I got pictures of pain
Never gonna be the same
Took a long time to know
I'm a fool to let you go
Now I'm lost, in the dark
Mama way past the half-way mark
Say yeah
Yeah yeah
Pictures
Pictures
I got pictures of pain
Took some drug, man I'm zoned
Everybody say Johnny you've grown
Wrap my heart in yellow crime tape
It ain't no good I can't escape
(Chorus)
I got pictures of pain
Runnin' thru my brain
I got pictures of pain
Goin' right down the drain
Now all of my friends say, gone around the bend And I
walk
thru
the
streets,
draggin' my feet
Say yeah
Yeah yeah
Pictures
Pictures
I got pictures of pain
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WRONG
(Moon Martin)
Oh, it's hard you might say
Feed a family on my pay
Taxman take his debt
There's really, nothing left
Chorus:
It's wrong
Yeah, yeah, yeah so wrong
Someting's wrong so wrong
Wrong about it baby
Big men in Washington
Wanna keep people dumb
Oh they swear, things will change
Then it stays the same
(Chorus)
Oh, I love when they say
You throwin' a life away
I don't like it one damn bit
Feelin' my skin don't fit
(Chorus)
Oh, I worry sometimes girl
It's raining around the world
Got a heart full of guilt
Too much religion built
(Chorus)
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LOUISIANA JUKE-BOX
(Moon Martin)
Baby I know a barbeque shack
Down by the levee the railroad track
It won't be long, be there soon
Stand back mama, playin' a tune
Chorus:
On that Lousiana juke-box
Lousiana juke-box
On the rockin' well it don't stop
On that Lousiana juke-box
Gonna party til we drop
Police are paid off
Oh Lousiana juke-box
Well my money's all used up
Livin' in a flop
Man I'm gettin' mean
As a down town cop
Someday baby I'm gonna make it big
While we're waitin', might as well dig
(Chorus)
On another planet, another time zone
Play a little music and call it home grown
But I know better, knock on wood
All you really need is Johnny B. Good
(Chorus)
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ROCKIN' LITTLE HONKY TONK
(Fontaine Brown / Moon Martin)
Now when I was a little boy
Heard a sound really hot
Came from a swingin' door
Down by the parkin' lot
Well I heard a woman laugh
Then I heard a guitar ring
Now when I think about fun
I only think of one thing
Don't give me no Vegas nite club
Don't gimme no high tech
Country got a new way of rockin'
City folks don't know yet
When I hear the music
Stompin like a red-eyed bronc
I'll be dancin' with my gold-tooth country queen In a
rockin'
little
honky
tonk
Chorus:
Rockin' Little Honky Tonk
Rockin' Little Honky Tonk
I'll be getting my kicks down in the sticks In a
rockin'
little
honky
tonk
Now when I get to heaven
St Peter gonna call my name
Up & down them golden streets
And wonder where I am
But you know where to find me
Down by the golden swamp
I'll be telling every body just what I want
(Chorus)
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VOODOO RIVER
(Moon Martin)
There's a queen I know
Named Maria Laveau
Livin' in a home
Made of skin and bone
On bayou teche
In the tall cane break
Full Moon she'll be
Dancin' with a snake
Took a lock of my hair
Piece of my nail
Mixed em' all up
Boiled em' in a pail
Now I can't breath
I don't sleep
I can't get
No relief
My baby took me
Down a voodoo river
Break the levee
Cos' I got to go with her
Out of my way
I gotta say
That strong gris-gris
Made a mess of me
Under a spell
A voodoo hex
Watch out boy
You might be next
Baby I don't know
But some place I read
She can change her shape
Be something else instead
Where I kissed her skin
Something in me died
All summmer I've been cold
Froze up inside
God knows my past
God know my fate
Pick a number Jack
Gonna have to wait
My nerves are shot
I feel stripped
I ain't no good
My back is whipped
(Chorus)
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