wingdamramblers - Album Lyrics

Bella Coola Hill
Let It Go
Good Neighbours
A Little Crazy
Another Year
Names on the Stone

Let's Go for a Drive
Everybody Wants My Buck
Horsefly Road
Peaches and Cream
Watch TV
Same Old Same

Bella Coola Hill

Murray Boal

I'm a gonna tell you a story

About a road you’re gonna drive down.

Through the coast range mountains

Pacific Ocean bound

From the west Chilcotin

It’s a long way down the Bella Coola Hill.

Long before the sailing ships

And the white folks settled here.

There was a trail up into the jack pine

They been walking for a thousand year.

Gonna keep on walking

It’s a long way down the Bella Coola Hill

It’s a long way down

The road is a’steep and narrow

Cuts down a mountain side

On the road to Bella Coola

Are you ready for a wild ride.

It’s a long way down

Back in the 1950’s

There wasn’t a road down the hill.

And the people in the valley say

We want to get one built.

But the government say, there aint no way

Cause it’s a long way down the Bella Coola Hill

It’s a long way down

The people got together

And they bought a D-6 Cat.

And they built that road on there own

You never seen nothing like that

Such a will and determination

It’s a long ways down the Bella Coola Hill

It’s a long way down

CH twice

Let It Go

Robert M. Campbell

LET IT GO THROW IT AWAY

IF IT DON’T COME BACK IT WASN’T MEANT TO STAY

YOU CAN’T HELP IT ANYMORE IT’S TIME TO MOVE ON

LET IT GO WHEN IT’S GONE IT’S GONE

LET IT GO GIVE IT A TOSS

IF IT DON’T BOUNCE BACK IT’S NO BIG LOSS

IT’S TAKIN’ ITS TOLL YOU’VE DONE ALL YOU CAN

FORGIVE AND FORGET MAKE A NEW PLAN

CHORUS: LET IT GO, LET IT GO, AY-EE-AY, LET IT GO

LET IT GO PUT IT DOWN

IF IT DON’T LOOK BACK YOU DON’T NEED IT AROUND

IT’S WASTING YOUR TIME IT’S ALL IN YOUR HEAD

LET IT GO IT’S HANGIN’ BY A THREAD

LET IT GO SET IT FREE

IF IT DON’T CRAWL BACK IT WASN’T MEANT TO BE

OPEN YOUR EYES TAKE A REAL GOOD LOOK

IT’S ROBBIN’ YOU BLIND IT’S NOTHING BUT A CROOK

CHORUS:

BREAK:

LET IT GO ASK IT WHY

IF IT DON'T RESPOND AT LEAST YOU TRIED

PHILOSOPHY CAN'T TELL YOU HOW TO REALLY FEEL INSIDE

LET IT GO THAT PART OF YOU HAS DIED

CHORUS: X2

TAG: LET IT GO, JUST LET IT GO

LET IT GO, COME ON LET IT GO

I FEEL BETTER ALREADY

Good Neighbours

Murray Boal

My neighbour comes for coffee,

Most every couple of days.

We might discuss the weather.

What does the forecast say.

Talk about the river,

And all its ups and downs

Maybe find out what’s happening,

In our little town.

My neighbours got a fishin’ hole

On down through the trees.

He showed me how to catch a fish,

Before the river freezes.

I helped him build a shelter there,

Out of post and beam.

Using the logs we salvaged,

A little bit up stream.

Good neighbours, good neighbours

You know it can’t be bet, * no nothing can compete

Good neighbours, good neighbours

When you got a good neighbour living on your street

My neighbour digs potatoes,

In our garden in the fall.

We share our big old farm truck,

When they got vegetables to haul.

I might plow his driveway,

When the winter snow falls down.

Maybe catch a ride next Thursday,

When my neighbours drive to town.

CH * the nicest folks you’ll ever meet

And when there’s times of trouble, It’s a dark and lonely road

All you see is hard times, no matter where you go.

I know that it sounds simple, and you’ve heard it all before

The days are gettin’ brighter when good neighbours live next door

CH * the nicest folks you'll ever meet

A Little Crazy

Robert M. Campbell

YOU’RE A LITTLE CRAZY

I’M A LITTLE CRAZY TOO

LET’S LIVE TOGETHER

AND SEE WHAT TWO CRAZY PEOPLE CAN DO

I LOVE YOU BABE, AND YOU LOVE ME

IT’S WHAT WE’VE DECIDED TO DO

BUT I’M A LITTLE CRAZY

AND YOU’RE A LITTLE CRAZY TOO

WE’RE NOT SPRING CHICKENS ANYMORE

WE TRY NOT TO WORK TOO HARD

BUT THERE’S ALWAYS A MILLION THINGS TO DO

IN THE HOUSE AND IN THE YARD

WE’RE GRATEFUL FOR OUR DINNER

AND WE KISS EVERY NIGHT

AND WE’VE LEARNED TO LEAVE EACH OTHER ALONE

WHEN WE KNOW THE TIME IS RIGHT

BREAK:

YOU’RE A LITTLE CRAZY

I’M A LITTLE CRAZY TOO

LET’S TAKE OUR CLOTHES OFF

AND SEE WHAT TWO CRAZY PEOPLE CAN DO

I LOVE YOU BABE, AND THIS IS FOREVER

IT’S WHAT WE’VE DECIDED TO DO

BUT I’M STILL A LITTLE CRAZY

YOU’RE STILL A LITTLE CRAZY TOO

YA, I’M STILL A LITTLE CRAZY

AND YOU’RE STILL A LITTLE CRAZY . . .TOO

Another Year

Murray Boal

Another year,

Another season coming round

The ice is slowly melting,

The sun is warming up the ground

Another year,

There’s a garden being grown,

It’s time for cultivatin’

Before the seeds are sown

You’re still here, another year

Another year,

Now the days are gettin’ long

One more chance to make right

All the things that you done wrong

Another year,

To be working with your hands

Thirty years are you still

Feeling closer to the land

You’re still here, another year

When you wake up in the morning

To work another day

Are the reasons that you came here

Still the reason that you stay

Another year

Feel the summer sun.

Swimmin’ in the river

When your day’s work is done.

Another year

Then it’s harvest time again

The nights are getting’ cooler

You know the weathers gonna change

You’re still here, another year

Another year

Now that season’s almost through

The leaves have started turnin’

You got so many things to do

Another year

When the winter wind blows colder

Does it chill you to the bone

Are you feeling a little bit older

You’re still here, another year

Ch twice

Names on the Stone

Murray Boal

Two brothers went west at the turn of the century.

Southern Saskatchewan bound.

Government land and they took a preemption

And broke a few acres of ground.

It was after two years that there family followed

To start a new life on the land.

Around them the towns grew up like the wheat fields,

The grain elevator still stands.

I drove to the prairies to an old farming town

Where my family once made there home.

And I stood in the twilight on the outskirts of town,

Reading the names on the stone.

Another ten years go by, there’s dark clouds in the sky.

At the start of the war to end wars.

The brothers signed up, the Canadian forces,

And sailed to a far distant shore

The letters arrived, said both brothers had died

In a field so far from home.

For a town this small, so many young men did fall,

Now there names are carved in the stone.

Ch ‘on the main street of town’

Hard times for the family after the war,

When the dust storms blew over the plains.

Now the years have rolled on and my family’s all gone,

But there names on the stone still remain.

Let's Go for a Drive

Robert M. Campbell

JUMP IN YOU CAR LET’S GO FOR A DRIVE

AND BE PART OF THIS GREAT BIG BEEHIVE

TIGHTEN YOUR BELT, THE HAND'S BEEN DEALT

AND LET’S GO FOR A DRIVE

WE ALL NEED THAT CAR TO GET TO WORK

FOR SOME IT’S A LICENCE TO DRIVE LIKE A JERK

FASTER THAN FAST, LET’S WASTE SOME GAS

AND LET’S GO FOR A DRIVE

WE’RE GONNA HAVE US A VITAL LINK

FROM HERE TO WINGDAM, YOUR BLINKER WON’T BLINK

ANOTHER PHASE, THERE'S OTHER WAYS

BUT LET’S GO FOR A DRIVE

BRIDGE: YOU COULD TAKE A TRAIN OR A BUS

I THINK I’LL JUST TAKE MY CAR ‘CAUSE IT’S LESS FUSS

OR YOU COULD STAY AT HOME AND CLEAN UP YOUR YARD

DON’T THINK I’LL SPEND ANY MONEY TODAY,

MAN THAT’S GONNA BE HARD

BREAK:

SOME DAYS IT FEELS LIKE, THIS WHOLE WORLD’S INSANE

EVERYBODY’S DRIVIN’ IN THE FAST LANE

I’LL TAKE MY TIME, THE ROAD’S ALL MINE

AND LET’S GO FOR A DRIVE, YA-HEE-WHO

I’LL TAKE MY TIME LET’S GO FOR A DRIVE

Everybody Wants My Buck

ROBERT M. CAMPBELL

EVERYBODY WANTS MY BUCK X4

IT COMES IN THE MAIL

THEY CALL ON THE PHONE

WHEN THE TV’S ON

THEY WON’T LEAVE ME ALONE

MY KIDS NEED THIS

MY KIDS WANT THAT

CELL PHONES AND IPOD’S

GONNA LEAVE ME FLAT

EVERYBODY WANTS MY BUCK X4

THEY DON’T MAKE THINGS

THAT LAST ANYMORE

A COUPLE OF YEARS

IT’S OUT THE DOOR

ALL MY HARD EARNED MONEY

ALL MY HARD EARNED PAY

THERE’S A SUCKER BORN A MINUTE

I JUST GIVE IT ALL AWAY

EVERYBODY WANTS MY BUCK X4

BREAK:

EVERYBODY WANTS MY BUCK X4

TROUBLE IN THE WEST

TROUBLE IN THE EAST

JUST PAY THE MAN

THIS RAGING BEAST

GOTTA DRIVE TO WORK

GOTTA DRIVE TO THE STORE

IT’S DRIVIN’ ME NUTS

ALL THIS MORE AND MORE AND MORE AND MORE AND MORE AND

EVERYBODY WANTS MY BUCK X8 . . . AIN’T IT THE TRUTH

Horsefly Road

Murray Boal

Broke down on the highway

In the middle of the night.

Had to walk to the fifty

In the cold moon light.

And with the wind chill

It was 25 below.

By the time we reached the Horsefly Road

Hitchhiked from the junction,

But we didn’t have much luck.

Walkin’ around in circles

Just a’trying to keep warmed up.

And when a truck pulled over

Lord, we were near half froze.

But now we’re driving up the Horsefly Road

Logging trucks and cowboys

Working in the mills.

Ranchers drivin’ tractors

And hippies in the hills.

Things I remember, not so long ago

When I was living on the Horsefly Road

Working at the stockyards

When the cattle sales were on.

Feeding on the night shift

‘Till all of the hay was gone.

And when we left the Laketown

How were we to know

That we’d be standing on the Horsefly Road

Drove out to Horsefly

After I fixed my truck.

The road was a little slippery

And I got the darn thing stuck

Flagged down a farmer

And he gave us a tow

Back on to the Horsefly Road

Ch and tags

Peaches and Cream

ROBERT M. CAMPBELL

WE GOT US SOME MONEY LET’S MAKE US SOME MORE

INVEST IN THE FUTURE THAT’S WHAT WE’RE HERE FOR

WE’LL BUY UP SOME LAND AND SIGN WITH NO SHAME

THE BANKER’S ALWAYS YOUR FRIEND IN THE SPECULATION GAME

WE’LL CUT DOWN SOME TREES AND LEVEL ‘ER FLAT

TAKE LESS THAN A DAY WITH A NEW D9 CAT

DIG US SOME HOLES LAY IN WIRES AND PIPES

OUT OF SITE OUT OF MIND IN THEIR EYES IT’S ALRIGHT

CHORUS: PEACHES AND CREAM ARE THE COLOURS THEY CHOSE

TO SIDE UP THOSE HOUSES THAT SIT THERE IN ROWS

BLACK-TOP, CONCRETE, NEON AND STEEL

I DON’T THINK THEY ASKED HOW THE NEIGHBOURS WOULD FEEL

I KNOW THEY DON’T CARE HOW THE NEIGHBOURS FEEL

THEY LAID DOWN THE SOD AND MADE IT ALL GREEN

HEAVEN FORBID ANY DIRT TO BE SEEN

THEY GAVE IT A NAME AND IT’S ALL UP FOR SALE

BY SPRING THE FOLKS WILL BE GETTING THEIR MAIL

THEY GOT SOME MORE MONEY AND A PIECE ACROSS TOWN

LOOKS GOOD FOR THE NEXT ONE LET’S SPREAD ‘EM AROUND

THE FUTURE IS HERE AND IT’S NOT ALWAYS KIND

BUT I GOT MY OLD HOUSE AND IN IT I’VE GOT PEACE OF MIND

CHORUS:

TAG: ‘CAUSE I’M A NEIGHBOUR AND I CARE

AND I KNOW HOW I FEEL

Watch TV

Murray Boal

It’s early in the evening,

I got the whole night left to kill.

I could of gone out with one of my buddies,

I just don’t think that I will.

I’m gonna close up all the curtains,

Turn the lights way down low.

Takin’ it easy in my old rocking chair,

There aint no place I wanna go

Watch TV, watch TV

You know what I mean.

I’m gonna watch away my troubles.

I wanna live in a Hollywood dream

I don’t even know what’s playing

My TV Guide is two weeks old.

I guess I’ll click around the channels.

I might even find my favorite show.

Repeat 2^nd verse

Same Old Same

ROBERT M. CAMPBELL

I SING THE SAME OLD SONGS IN THE SAME OLD KEYS

SAME OLD A, SAME OLD G

SAME OLD LOWS, SAME OLD HIGHS

SAME OLD TRUTHS, SAME OLD LIES

I PLAY THE SAME OLD GUITAR WITH THE SAME OLD STRINGS

SAME OLD CHORDS, SAME OLD RING

SAME OLD RHYTHMS, SAME OLD RHYMES

SAME OLD SHUFFLE AND 3/4 TIME

I SEE THE SAME OLD FRIENDS IN THE SAME OLD PLACES

SAME OLD LIGHTS, SAME OLD FACES

SAME OLD LAUGHS, SAME OLD TEARS

SAME OLD CHAIRS, SAME OLD BEER

I HEAR THE SAME OLD STORIES, SAME OLD LINES

SAME OLD YOURS, SAME OLD MINE

SAME OLD ME, SAME OLD YOU

SAME OLD EXACTLY WHAT WE ALWAYS DO

BRIDGE: I AIN’T EVER GONNA CHANGE WHY DO THAT

EVERY SATURDAY NIGHT THERE’S MONEY IN MY HAT

MY WIFE STILL LOVES ME, THE KIDS ARE ALL GONE

AND YOU CAN DANCE ALL NIGHT TO A COUNTRY SONG

TAG: SAME OLD SAME OLD, SAME OLD SAME OLD SAME

BREAK:

I LOVE THE SAME OLD COUNTRY, SAME OLD BLUES

SAME OLD OLD, SAME OLD NEW

SAME OLD BOOTS, SAME OLD JEANS

SAME OLD SMELLS, SAME OLD SCENE

IN THE SAME OLD TOWN, SAME OLD BUBBLE

SAME OLD FLIRTS IN THE SAME OLD TROUBLE

SAME OLD, SAME OLD, SAME OLD

SAME OLD SAME

BRIDGE: I AIN’T EVER GONNA CHANGE WHY DO THAT

EVERY SATURDAY NIGHT THERE’S MONEY IN MY HAT

MY KIDS STILL LOVE, MY WIVES ARE ALL GONE

AND I CAN DANCE ALL NIGHT TO A COUNTRY SONG

TAG: SAME OLD SAME OLD, SAME OLD SAME OLD SAME

YA, SAME OLD SAME OLD, SAME OLD SAME OLD SAME

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