THE BUSKING YEARS ALBUM WITH YOU TUBE LINKS
The Busking Years Album
Off the Street The Rat Race We Better Keep Rocking
The Local Pub Nightclub Take a Walk
The Bad Old Boys Stop Is it Real
The Blood of Jesus Never Gonna Do it
The Tipi Song Troppo Love
The Freedom Song Actions Speak Louder Than Words
The Trail of Broken Hearts
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QDnaR5ZzhVY&t=3s
Off The Street and On the Road
When I was a kid I was a problem child.
Well I
didn't fit in cause I was, born wild.
They
threw me out of school when I was sixteen
because
I whistled at the high school beauty queen.
So I
tried my hand, at any job I could find.
But you
can't hold a job when you're singing all the time.
A stable
existence, was not for me.
Well I
might be poor, but at least I'm free.
but
where I'm heading I, just don't know.
I'm here
today, and gone tomorrow, I'm on the move so don't
try to
follow me.
I've been singing on the streets for ten long years
for a
packet of tobacco and a bottle of beer.
I've
seen the best and worst, of human kind
and they
call me a legend in my own mind.
Yea! but
I don't listen, to praise or blame
from
those who ride, on the gravy train.
Retirement
plans, are not for me
Well I
might be poor, but at least I'm free!
And I'm, off the streets and on the road
but where I'm heading I, just don't know.
I'm here today, and gone tomorrow, I'm on the move so don't
try to follow me.
When I was a kid I was a problem child.
I didn't
fit in cause I was born wild.
They
threw me out of school when I was sixteen
because
I gave it to the high school beauty queen.
I've
been singing on the streets for ten long years
for a
packet of tobacco and a bottle of beer.
I've
seen the best and worst of human kind
and they
call me a legend in my own mind.
Yea! but I don't listen to praise or blame
from
those who ride on the gravy train.
Retirement
plans are not for me
Well I
might be poor, but at least I'm free!
And I'm, off the streets and on the road
but
where I'm heading I, just don't know.
I'm here
today, and gone tomorrow, I'm on the move so don't
try to
follow me.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Fe8koiQ5eGY
The Rat Race
Speeding in the fast lane, all systems go.
Bands of
light in the corner of my eye, but the traffic is so slow tonight.
Screaming
like a banshee, I think I need a rest.
My
nerves are shot with a hair trigger.
I've got
something, to get off my, chest tonight.
I've
heard all about, the tall poppy syndrome but I know I will win the rat race.
it's
only a matter of time.
Always
at home with the rising sun, I fall down in a heap don't wake me.
Dreams
turn into nightmares, plans go astray.
Another
day, another dollar, but still I know that they won't break me.
I've
heard all about the tall poppy syndrome, but I know I will win the rat race.
I will
win the rat race, it's only a matter of time.
I will
win the rat race, I will win the rat race, I will win the rat race
when I
leave you behind.
Bands of
light in the corner of my eye but the traffic is so slow tonight.
Screaming
like a banshee, I think I need a rest.
My
nerves are shot, with a hair trigger
I've got
something, to get off my, chest tonight.
I know, I can handle the pressure, I know I can take the pace.
I've
heard all about the tall poppy syndrome, but I know I will win the rat race.
I will win the rat race, I will win the rat race,
I will
win the rat race, it's only a matter of time.
I will
win the rat race, I will win the rat race, I will win the rat race ...
when I
leave you behind … when I leave you behind …
when I
leave … you … behind.
Musical contributions courtesy of Chris Kaye, Ian Purdy and Peter Head.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hVZYAFpFTrM
We Better Keep Rocking
Well it's one long night, from Monday to Sunday
it's a
Rock N’ Roll night club, celluloid dream.
Load in,
sound check, hyper tension
load out
and then crash, with a gig in between.
Forty two dates, booked for eighteen new cities
on the
final leg, of a twelve week tour.
Three
grand over budget, with a broken down truck
for Rock
and Roll madness, there's no quick cure.
Chorus
So we better keep rocking, and we better keep, rolling.
Rocking
and rolling, till the naked, light of day.
There' a girl on the stage with an all access pass
but
she's just another groupie, some promoter let through.
They're
knocking down the fence, one side of the stadium
there's
a riot breaking out, in aisle sixty two.
The crowd starts to boo! after no second encore
the
front man's collapsed, on his way to the van.
So they
powder his nose and they boost up his Ego!
he hit
centre stage like, no-body else can.
So we better keep rocking, and we better keep, rolling.
Rocking and rolling, till the naked, light of day.
At the back stage party, straight after the concert
it's a
would be if they could be, star studded affair.
Rock N'
Roll hopefuls and cheap champagne,
if there
weren't any free bee's, they would not be there.
Tinsel top dance girls, hunting for husbands
vie for
attention, from any or all.
the
roadies are happy and the dealers cleaned up.
When the
boss gets the bill, he's gonna climb the wall.
So we better keep rocking, and we better keep rolling …
Rocking
and rolling till the naked light of day.
Musical contribution courtesy of Chris Kaye.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XQBE0_KmdHo
The Local Pub Nightclub
The taxi driver told me, as we reached our destination
he could
smell another war, in the air.
I said
look at all the headlines, you don't have to be a genius
to feel
the tension, rising everywhere.
Then as
I approached the entrance, to the ‘All Night Street Café’
there
was a fight in progress, just inside the door.
I had to
duck, to miss a bottle, and step over all the bodies
from the
top of the stairs, right down to the floor.
I said good evening to the doorman, on another busy night
he said,
occupational hazards, of the game.
I made a
bee-line for the bar and a place to get my bearings
and I
wondered why the .... I even came?
Chorus
At the local pub, nightclub it's cops and robbers ... cat and mouse.
They've
got, sex and drugs and, 'Rock and Roll'
and
they, pack em in until they, fill the house.
I saw my old friend Foxy, he was talking to the Moose
and Bear
was there, Spider and all the lads.
They
know the words to every chorus
and they
sing until they're hoarse
and
every nights, the best they … ever had.
At the local pub, nightclub, it's cops and robbers ... cat and mouse.
They've
got, sex and drugs and, 'Rock and Roll'
and they
pack em in ... until they fill the house.
There is a vast selection of ladies, painted faces straight from Hades
that
would make the Adams family, look quite, straight.
In the
age of the militant single, it’s a scream to watch them mingle.
They
drink and they dance, then they all go home and mate.
The band
was really pumping, so I thought I’d boogie on over
Just to
check out, all the action, on the floor.
I copped
a high heel shoe, right in the foot, an elbow in the face
and
various other wounds that, left me sore … ow!
At the local pub, nightclub it's cops and robbers ... cat and mouse
they've
got, sex and drugs and, 'Rock and Roll'
and
they, pack em in ... until they fill the house.
Musical contribution courtesy of Peter Head.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9ioyxLkxB08
Take a Walk
I took a walk in the city tonite, the neon lights just passed me by, one by one , two by two
I thought about you and I, walking hand in hand,
eye to eye, one by one , two by two
Chorus
Take a walk, Take a walk, Take a walk, Take a walk, Take a walk, Take a walk,
In the city tonite, oh! In the city tonite,
Walking down that lonely street, where all the lonely people meet, one by one ,
two by two
I thought about you and me, and the way it used to
be, one by one, two by two
Take a walk, Take a walk, Take a walk, Take a walk, Take a walk, Take a
walk,
In the city tonite, take a walk with your baby,
yeah! Yeah!
The night is calling, I got to move my feet.
I feel so restless, surrender to that beat.
Take a walk, Take a walk, Take a walk,
Take a walk, Take a walk, Take a walk,
Take a walk, Take a walk, Take a walk,
Take a walk, Take a walk, Take a walk, yeah!
Take walk, Take walk, Take walk,
Take walk, Take walk, Take walk,
In the city tonite, take a walk with your baby
yeah! Yeah!
The night is calling, I got to move my feet.
I feel so restless, surrender to that beat.
Take walk, Take walk, Take walk, Take walk, Take walk, Take walk,
In the city tonite, , take a walk with your baby,
yeah! Yeah!
Take walk, Take walk, Take walk,
Take walk, Take walk, Take walk,
Musical and lyrical contributions courtesy of Steve Wall and Lee Johnson.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Kspt7nRTFzg
The Bad Old Boys From The Good Old Days
Now I can be a good man, oh! and I can, be a bad man.
I can be
anyman, anyman that you want me to be.
There
are two sides to every story, the pain and the glory.
Success
and failure go, hand in hand, walking along, beside me.
Chorus
They're the bad old boys, from the good old days.
Lock up
your daughters, it's time to play.
They
make you throw down your tools, and pick up your guitars.
They
howl at the moon and they sing to the stars.
Cowboy
hats and blue jeans, snakeskin boots and limousines.
Hair
brained schemes in the middle age teens.
They're
a flock of wild geese just chasing their dreams.
Out
along the open highway, in all of your towns a bi-ways.
They
come and go with the rodeo show
they
love you and leave you and, then they go.
They're the Bad old Boys, from the good old days ...
Sitting in a country bar, they sing for their supper with old guitars.
T chest
bass is rumbling, bring on the drinks the boys are grumbling.
That's
the life for me, sing it in three part harmony.
Those good
old favourite songs, just keep on coming out all night long.
They're the Bad old Boys, from the good old days ...
Now I can be a good man, oh! and I can be a bad man.
I can be
anyman, anyman that you want me to be.
There
are two sides to every story, the pain and the glory.
Success
and failure go, hand in hand, walking along beside me.
They're the bad old boys, from the good old days …
They howl at the moon and sing to the stars.
They
love good women and old guitars.
They
howl at the moon and sing to the stars.
They
love good women and fine guitars.
Musical contribution courtesy of Ian Mortimor.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TOx8amDcRI4
STOP
One day you're gonna stop. You're gonna look in the mirror.
Oh! and that child you were won't be there
anymore.
But in that mirror you will see, the person
you've grown up to be
and you won't be who you used to be before ...
Chorus
You know the summer changes into the autumn
Oh! And the winter changes into spring,
When the night is gone and the sun comes up
It throws a new light on everything.
With my pen in my hand, I stare at the paper.
With every page I write another tree is gone.
The school of life is a never ending lesson
About the way that we should learn to carry on.
The summer changes into the autumn
Oh! And the winter changes into spring,
When the night is gone and the sun comes up
It throws a new light on everything.
The seconds turn into the minutes, oh!
and the hours turn into days,
the weeks, the months and all the years.
Life is a game so come on everybody let’s play.
You know the summer changes into the autumn
Oh! And the winter changes into spring,
When the night is gone and the sun comes up
It throws a new light on everything.
One day you're gonna stop. Your'e gonna look in the mirror.
Oh! and that child you were won't be there
anymore.
But in that mirror you will see, the person
youv'e grown up to be
and you won't be who you used to be before ...
Musical contribution courtesy of Kevin Borich.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jQyvRG_JjSk
Is it Real?
Flying like an angel, with the devil at my heels.
I'm on
my way to Heaven, just to find out how it feels.
I need
to know the answer, to a most important question.
Tell me
is it real or, is it just a dream?
Chorus
Well! ... is it real or is it just a dream, is it just a dream or is it real?
Oh! and
is life a big illusion, I imagine in my own mind?
Where
nothing really is the way it seems.
Walking through the moonlight, with my head so full of stars.
I saw my
own reflection and I asked him where we are?
He said
I need to know the answer, to a most important question.
Tell me
is it real or, is it just a dream?
Is it real or ... is it just a dream ...
Flying like an angel, with the devil at my heels.
I'm on
my way to Heaven just to find out how it feels.
I need
to know the answer to a most important question.
Tell me
is it real or ... is it just a dream?
Well! … is it real or is it just a dream, is it just a dream or is it real?
Oh! and
is life a big illusion I imagine in my own mind?
Where
nothing really is ... the way it seems.
Musical contribution courtesy of Ian Mortimor.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SxEuUCe0aQ8
The Blood of Jesus
I took a walk, on a Sunday morning
down to
the old church, at the edge of town.
Outside
that church I saw three old men drinking
Sitting
on a park bench, pass the bottle of wine around.
One man sees God, and another sees the devil
in his
own reflection, in a glass of wine.
Praise
be to the man, who sees the danger
of the
slithering snake that, twists upon the vine.
Inside that church, the congregation
took the
holy communion, in their usual way.
But the
wine they drank, was the blood of Jesus.
Then
everybody got down on their knees, and began to pray.
One man
sees God, and another sees the devil ...
When the wine ran out, at the bottom of the bottle
An old
hat hit the pavement, as the sun went down.
And then
those good old boys sang, ‘Fare thee well Titanic’
and the
evening choir sang harmonies, all around.
One man sees God, and another sees the devil ...
Now hear me well, and tell your children
of the
risk they're taking, in the name of fun.
You know
that drunk, sitting over there, dinking on a park bench
can
emerge from deep inside of, everyone.
One man sees God, and another sees the devil,
in his
own reflection, in a glass of wine.
Praise
be to the man, who sees the danger,
of the
slithering snake that, twists upon the vine.
Watch
out! For, the slithering snake, that twists upon ... the vine.
Musical contributions courtesy of Dennis Aubrey and David Hilder.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SZzZW60W1_Q
for
everybody but not for me.
I had
you once but you flew away.
Is that
what they mean by free?
Was it something I said? did I come on too strong?
or was
it something that I, didn't do?
If I was
wrong, I apologise girl, I'd like to make it all up … to you.
And I'm
never gonna do it, never gonna do it.
I'm
never gonna do it again ... oh! no no no, I'm ...
never
gonna do it, never gonna do it, never gonna do it ... again.
You know I, never learn from my own mistakes
and
that's where I went wrong.
Older
now, but none the wiser.
Singing
the same … old song.
And I'm never gonna do it, never gonna do it ...
I’m
never gonna do it ... again.
Love can be so complicated, there's got to be a simple way.
Oh!
we’ve got to forget all about the past
Tomorrow
is another day. Hey! … Hey! and I'm …
never
gonna do it, never gonna do it, never gonna do it ... again.
I never learn, from my own mistakes
and
that's where I went wrong.
Older
now, but none the wiser.
Singing
the same old songs.
And I'm never gonna do it, never gonna do it
I'm
never gonna do it again oh! no no no, I'm ...
never
gonna do it ... never gonna do it ... never gonna do it ... again.
Musical contribution courtesy of Tewi Richards
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8mqx6NZ86uw
The Tipi Song
Chorus
It was the moon coming out, over the tipis tonight
that
made me do the things I did.
It was
the moon coming out, over the tipis tonight
that
made us say those silly things we said.
It was
the moon shining down on the ... tipis
that
made me, want to hold you tight.
It was
the moon shining down over the ... tipis
that
made us feel like, dancing all night.
Well it was quite coincidental that, we should meet like this.
I found
you on the dancefloor, and it started with a kiss.
We did
the light fandango, when the band began to play.
We
looked into each others eyes and there was nothing left to say.
It was the moon shining down, over the tipis tonight ...
I feel like dancing ... I feel like dancing ...
I feel
like dancing ... all night long.
You turned their heads in that low cut dress, and the party just went wild
now
you're back in our tipi, wearing nothing but a smile.
Making
love as the sun comes up, lets forget the world today.
There's
nothing to do but, koo ... koo … kachoo, and nothing left to say.
It was the moon shining down, over the tipis tonight
that
made me do the things I did.
It was
the moon shining down, over the tipis tonight
that
made us say those, silly things we said.
It was
the moon shining down, on the ... tipis
that
made me want to hold you tight.
It was
the moon shining down, over the ... tipis
that
made us feel like dancing all night.
I feel like dancing, I feel like dancing, I feel like dancing ... all night long ...
Musical contribution and lead vocals courtesy of Ian Mortimor.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5dOJ-ebdAQs
Troppo Love
Did you ever feel the mountains calling your name in early spring?
Or lie
on a hill in the wonderland and watch the waves roll in.
I'm
talking about the way I feel when I'm over whealmed by you.
I think
you know, you know how I feel,
there's
magic in all you do.
Chorus
I feel like a king when I'm with you
and you
are the queen of my heart,
we are
the new way of Adam and Eve
and
nothing could keep us apart,
Once in a tropical jungle, a vision of beauty entranced a young boy
a girl
of the forest was reclining in a pool,
indulging
in natural joy.
An
orange hybiscus was in her hair, no cloth was upon her form,
and as
our eyes met, the world came to life
and a
vision of majesty was born.
I feel like a king when I'm with you
and you
are the queen of my heart,
we are
the new way of Adam and Eve
and
nothing could keep us apart,
Yeah! …...
You were
that maiden alone in the pool
and I
the young boy who entered your realm.
Still to
this day our love is a romance, a bond of perfection that overwhealms.
Love at
first sight is instant affection, total acceptance means no second thoughts,
falling
in love is the meaning of life, and this is the jewel that can never be bought.
I feel like a king when I'm with you
and you
are the queen of my heart,
we are
the new way of Adam and Eve
and
nothing could keep us apart,
I feel like a king when I'm with you
and you
are the queen of my heart,
we are
the new way of Adam and Eve
and
nothing could keep us apart,
Yeah! …...
Musical contribution courtesy of Kevin Borich.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fVtKp5Vp6Pg
The Freeedom Song
It seems like only yesterday, you and I were free’er, than the wind
We were living for each moment, with a passion, that grew stronger
With each note, in all the songs, that we used to sing.
Those days turned into years and our dreams have almost faded out of view
The past remains behind us, but those songs can still remind us
Of all the crazy, crazy things that we used to do.
I don’t know about tomorrow but I do know that I’m grateful, for today
There’s no time like the present but it won’t take long before it, slips away
The freedom trail is calling me and I’ve got to go before my time is through
The past remains behind us, but those songs can still remind us
Of all the crazy, crazy things that we used to do.
Chorus
So come on and sing me, a song about freedom
A happy song about the good old days.
Now won’t you just sing me, a song about freedom
Because those good old days are not too, far away.
The children of tomorrow are searching for something, they can’t find
They are restless for adventure and some have revolution, on their minds
They are just like us in younger days when we were out there chasing rainbows too
The past remains behind us, but those songs can still remind us
Of all the crazy, crazy things that we used to do.
So come on and sing me, a song about freedom
A happy song about the good old days.
Now won’t you just sing me, a song about freedom
Because those good old days are not too, far away.
Now come on and sing me, a song about freedom
A happy song about the good old days.
Now won’t you just sing me, a song about freedom
Because those good old days are not too, far away.
Musical contribution courtesy of Dennis Aubrey
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sUDJYWFreVQ
Actions Speak Louder Than Words
If I am indeed the monster, that you, make me out to be.
Why do
you lie naked still and, give yourself to me ... in my bed?
The
gypsy and the princess, was a tale that, didn't come true.
So alone
I'll venture, into the world, with memories of you ... in my head.
And it's so hard, for me to say, I am sorry ... Actions speak louder than words.
If you give me one good reason, why you think that I, should stay,
we might
prolong the agony for, just another day ... in my heart.
Well …
every dog must have it's day, and it's useless to pretend.
Before
we went our separate ways, we knew it had to end ... from the start.
And it's
so hard, for me to say, I am sorry.
Actions
speak louder than words ...
If I am indeed the monster, that you, make me out to be.
Why do
you lie naked still and, give yourself to me ... in my bed?
Well … every dog must have it's day and it's useless to pretend.
Before
we went our separate ways, we knew it had to end ... from the start.
And it's so hard, for me to say, I am sorry ...
Actions
speak louder than words ...
And it's
so hard, for me to say, I am sorry ...
Actions
speak louder than words ... Actions speak louder than words ...
Actions speak louder than words ...
Musical contribution and lead vocals courtesy of Ian Mortimor.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=63SFQzrReQI
The Trail of Broken Hearts
It seems to me that out of, all of the women
who have
come into my life.
There
was not one among them that I, loved enough,
I could
ask her, to be my, wife.
Oh!, no ... oh no, ... oh no, ... oh no ...
It's true we had some, good times together.
For a
while my life was, such fun.
But the
I always got that, feeling deep inside of me
that she
was not the, one.
Oh! ... no ... oh no ... oh no ... oh no ...
Chorus
And there's a trail of broken hearts behind me, everywhere I go.
Incomplete
relationships, with the women I never, got to know.
Don't
you ever stop searching, until you find the one for you.
Well at
the end of the trail of, broken hearts
your
wildest, dreams will all, come true.
Now if the stars above are shining, in my favour
I will
find the one, for me.
But now
I'm shaking off all my old preconceptions of
how she
is, meant to be.
Oh! ... yeah ... oh yeah ... Oh! ... yeah ... oh yeah ...
And there's a trail of broken hearts behind me, everywhere I go.
Incomplete
relationships, with the women I never, got to know.
Don't
you ever stop searching, until you find the one for you.
Well at the
end of the trail of, broken hearts
your
wildest, dreams will all, come true.
Musical contribution and backing vocals courtesy of Ian Mortimor.
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