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Me Back© |
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PART II: THE ORIGINALS
Words, Music and Production
for all songs by Bill Hillman
See CD 10 for 24 of Our Best
Originals
Originals, demos and collectibles from the early years. Copyright Maple Grove Music SOCAN/BMI |
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Jailer Jimmy John you better get your britches on Catfish Bones bin here and gone Jump, run, shout ~ you better get the hitches out Sheriff and Judge 'bout ta run you out Catfish Bones bin long time free
Chorus
Betrayed him and they trade him
to a man that hate
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The prison train leaves Chattanooga come the mornin' He'll say goodbye to Tennessee - Sweet Memories They're taking all I have to live for come the mornin' O Lord how I wish he were free Trees will whisper to the wind
-- "Willie I love you"
Chorus
He shot a man who had no right
to come between us
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I'm workin' for the man I'm workin' for the dollar Got to get to Louisian' Bend down, turn 'round
Pick a sack - drag a sack - another
row
If I could ride that southern
line
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Baby sittin' on the West Coast I got the blues sittin' on the East Coast And there's five thousand lonely walkin' miles sittin' in between If I could leave today I know I'd reach my baby, I miss her so And the blues hangin' 'round my door Would drive the clouds to a distant shore Baby sittin' on the West Coast
There's sunny skies over my baby
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All the girls in Vegas town They ain't got nothin' on -- you They can't cuddle, they can't huddle Or put things in a muddle -- like you You love me all to bits
You're a little bit o' Frankenstein
You got my head a-reelin'
You're an anti-Mister Nader
You haunt rundown theatres
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Chorus Run Run Run with me my child We're runnin' free and we're running wild Run Run Run with me my child The revenuers hounds make the gators look mild My papa raised me up on a river
boat
Papa kept a still in the bayou
land
When my Mama up and died my Papa
cried hard
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Ole misery giving, lowly living, honky tonk bar Now you done gone, yeh you gone too far All the weeping ditties on your jukebox have come true You gave me honky tonk blues But now there ain't nothing, nothing more to lose You got me in a corner sittin' pickin' out a losers tune Your honky tonk women took me
away from her arms
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Play me a sad country lovesong Sing it so sweet and low Play me an old fashioned love song I've been away for so long We met in a small prairie dancehall
Now I sit at this bar in the
city
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Well the Mississippi Tripper runs from New Orleans Steaming through Memphis with her Cajun Queens Riverboat rascals and midnight ramblers Fancy talking hustlers and all night gamblers The Mississippi Tripper is a
southern dream
The Mississippi Tripper runs
on muddy water
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It's just beyond the river in the Gloryland Sing out Glory ~ Shout Hallelujah
Well I've got religion and I
know it's right for me
Old Satan tries to tempt me but
he jsut can't find the way
I'm going to see my Jesus in
the promised land someday
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Hey Jed, I love your daughter Eyes as blue as Tennessee water Hey Jed, I think ya otter Find a way to hide your daughter Moonshine flows like water
Chorus
Lead whines o'er my shoulder
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Well I'm satisfied... when I'm walking with my Jesus Satisfied, walking with my Lord Satisfied, when I''m walking with God's children Lead me on, to the other side Take me by the hand, my sweet
Jesus
Well I feel alright, when I'm
talking with my Jesus
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I was raised on a 3/4 section farm in South Western
Manitoba -- NW 24-16-22 -- and most of my boyhood memories involve life
on the farm and visits to the village of Strathclair, 1 1/2 miles north.
Memory Take Me Back is a reflection of those nostalgic days. More
recently I was asked by the Brandon University Geography Department to
write a chapter for a textbook on Manitoba geography that would be published
by the University of Manitoba as a university level textbook. My topic
was to be centered on rural prairie settlements and I chose my hometown,
Strathclair -- using the title Strathclair: A Prairie Town with
a Past, Present & Future or Evolution of the Strathclair District.
Previously, as part of a Masters Degree project, I had transcribed the
journals ('20s-'60s) of my maternal grandmother, Katie Campbell and these
first-hand accounts were a great resource for instilling a bit of human
warmth into what started as a more academic project. I also turned to Memory
Take Me Back for inspiration and the following excerpt is really just
an expanded version of the song:
The glory years of Strathclair and many other similar prairie communities reached their zenith in mid-twentieth century -- the '50s decade. The excitement and spirit generated by these towns was perhaps best epitomized by the Saturday Night "event." Following the Saturday evening supper hour, families would prepare to "go to town." The first cars to arrive would get the best seats. This meant finding a diagonal parking spot along the north side of main street (North Railway Street) in the well-lit, high-traffic area extending from the pool room at Minnedosa Street to the modern 'self-serve' department store at Campbell Street (Figure 3) '50s Town Map. Between these termini, people of all ages walked a jostling gauntlet along a strip of thriving businesses. Three favourite spots were the drugstore with its soda fountain and magazine rack, the Chinese cafe‚ with its booths for socializing, and a rival eatery which featured a jukebox, pinball machine and lunch counter with stools. Many of the men gathered in one of the two male bastions -- the beer parlour and the pool room; while a favourite routine for the women was to peruse the line of parked Fords, Chevies and Dodges -- each vehicle demanding a nod, wave or a detour off the sidewalk for a chat. When the week's discussion lagged out on the street, there seemed to be no end of open doors to shops to provide diversion: bakery, grocery, dry goods store, newspaper office, garages, butcher shop, hardware store, restroom, shoemaker, and tinsmith. In the winter there was always skating, curling and hockey at the rink. The routine for some was to go to the 7 o'clock movie at the Bend Theatre, delaying the sidewalk promenade for later. From a thirty-five cent allowance, kids could eke out a full night's entertainment which included a movie (complete with newsreel, Three Stooges short, cartoon, serial, previews, and draws for prizes), popcorn, "coke" or popsicle, double bubble gum, jawbreakers, and a fifty-two page comic book. Later in the decade, many people gathered outside the electric shop which provided an outdoor speaker connected to the twenty-one inch television in the window, few realizing that this box with its flickering black and white pictures was a harbinger of drastic change to this weekly social phenonemon that everyone took for granted. |
Mother's mother on the porch where she's makin butter Grandfather's out in the yard where he loves to putter Screen door slams -- sister runs in crying Skinned a knee out where the collie dog's lying Memory take me back just one more time Daddy's in the field where he
keeps the prairie dust flying
Saturday night Daddy takes us
into town for a movie
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Slam the car door Highway 354 Gonna take me from a week of 9 to 5 Love that highway sound Lonely Manitoba towns Lights and truckers, weekend lovers flying by O I can take it, think I'll make
it
Gimli Carman Dauphin
Nine to five a day job
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Get on board ~ We'll make you more ~ Than satisfied Whistle blowing ~ Wheels a-rolling ~ Come on and ride Don't need no ticket ~ There
ain't no wicket ~ There ain't no fee
Chorus
From prairie sidings ~ To those
exciting ~ Bright city lights
Don't need no baggage ~ We're
gonna manage ~ To get it on
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Bill and Sue-On Today
A Picture is Worth a Thousand
Memories
Every Picture Tells a Story
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