LYRICS
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Oscar Benton
Benjamin Wilder
Johnny Laporte
On the first day of May, I was standing in lineTook a fast train out of town, a quarter to NineAt home I told, had to see my Mom and DadHad a mind of traveling, ride train ride
On the train I met a man, Benjamin WilderWe got stuck in conversation kind of heavyHe told about his life, his life he was leavingHe had a mind of traveling, ride train ride
Ride train rideRunning wheels ride onWe got something in common, ride train ride
After five hours of talking Benjamin left the trainHe didn’t say a word, teardrops in his eyesFrom that moment I knew I wouldn’t see him againHe had a mind of leaving, ride train ride
Last week at the station, I was standing in lineTook a fast train out of town, a quarter to NineThen I saw Benjamin, and is family, running for the train
Never felt so happy, ride train ride
I Am Back
Johnny Laporte
In my room, darkness all aroundIn my room, no one to be foundThrough the ceiling I watch the blue blue skyWhile the clouds and the days are passing by
I’m waiting, I’m waiting... for what?
Every day nurses at my bedTurning me around, faces very sadThen the doctor, pointing light into my eyesBreathing in my face... he is gonna die
He’s gonna die, he’s gonna die…..I’m gonna die
Clouds and stars and days are passing byThen you came like an angel from the skyYou held my hand whispering in my ear“Don’t worry Oscar... I’m here”
I am back, I am back... I am back!
Bensonhurst Blues Revisited
A. Kaplan/ A. Kornfeld
Bay Parkway wonderYou’re such a successYour pretty secretary, haShe say you are the bestYour face always smilingSay you sure paid your duesBut I know insideYou’ve got the Bensonhurst blues
Those custom-made ciggiesThat you offer to me pretendAnd pretend to care about my familyAnd those pictures on your deskAll them lies that you abuseDo they know you sufferFrom the Bensonhurst blues
Your grandmother’s accentStill embarrasses youYou’re even ashamedOf the friends you once knewYou’re part of the Times nowBaby you’re making the newsBut I know insideYou’ve got the Bensonhurst blues
But thanks for the lessonCause the life that I chooseWon’t make me feel like livingWith the Bensonhurst bluesAnd don’t, don’t try to write meAnd don’t bother to callCause I’ll be in conference
Merry Christmas you all
Like A Howlin’ Wolf
Johnny Laporte
Ahoooooh!!!Like a Kingsnake Im crawlingI come crawling down your trailLike a Howling Wolf I CryI come crawling down your trail
You won’t hear me knockingLike a Howling Wolf I cryComing down to get you
I’ll get you in the gardenI’ll get you in the grassI’ll find you in your kitchenI’ll find you in your bed
Boom boom boom boom
My Heart Skips A Beat
Johnny Laporte
You were playing with my heart, set my soul on fireHow I loved you so much, I just can’t describeEvery time I think of you my heart skip a beatSighing out your name, I hardly sleep
Oh I hate those words when I heard the newsOh I hate those lines, you I had to looseLast night I tried so hard to fall asleepCouldn’t stop from crying, drowning in my tears
Love of my lifeI can’t wait for youEve….I die for you
When will we meet again, oh I hope real soonPlease don’t be mad at me, can you forgive me pleaseI was a selfish guy to make you cryThinking about myself, wish I would die
Fuzz ‘n Fight
Johnny Laporte
Me and my baby, sometimes we fuzz and fightMe and my baby, sometimes we fuzz and fightLast night my baby didn’t come home last nightMe and my baby, sometimes we fuzz and fight
If you see my baby call me on the phoneIf you see my baby tell her I’m all aloneMe and my baby, sometimes we fuzz and fightMe and my baby, sometimes we fuzz and fight
I’ll Come Riding
Johnny Laporte
I’ll come riding, cross the mountainsI’ll come sailing, that deep blue seaOver my head, scarlet shadowsThat will lead me, to where I wanne go
All my life I’ve been prayin to myselfIn this world how can I how can I beAll my life I’ve been prayin to myselfHow can I in this world, how can I be
In my lifeOh, In my life
All my life I’ve been praying to myselfIn this world without You how can I beAll my life I’ve been saying to myselfWithout You in this world there’s no believe
In my lifeOh, In my life
My Love, Why
Johnny Laporte
My love, why do you leave meWhy do you make me cryDid I hurt you, I’m so sorryGotta know the reason why
My love, why do you hurt meMy heart is broken in twoI got to forget you, how can I?I will always love you
We’ve had such a good time togetherI want to thank you for thatLet me know some times, if you’re happy on your ownEven when you’re not alone
Love, please hold meOnce more, please help me through the nightFor me there’s no tomorrowFor me this is the end of time
Blue Blues Singer Remake
G.O. Benton/ G. Post
They call me a blue blues singerBecause I always sing the bluesThey call me a blue blues singerBecause I always sing the bluesBut people don’t know I’m just a sad manFixing the jobs that no one will do
I take always a good friend with meHe sings his song when I am drunk and sickI take always a good friend with meHe sings his song when I am drunk and sickMy guitar please let nobody touch himFor he’s my wife, my food, my stick
And so we live in peace togetherI love the blues; the blues loves meAnd so we live in peace togetherI love the blues; the blues loves meWithout my blues I’m just a dead man‘Cause I am blues and blues is me
Better Stop Crying
Johnny Laporte
You better stop crying, over meYou better stop crying, over meCause you’re mine, you’re mine, yes you’re mine!
You better start crying, over himYou better start crying, over him Cause you’re mine, you’re mine, yes you’re mine!
You better start moving , to my houseYou better start moving , to my house
Cause you’re mine, you’re mine, yes you’re mine!
Brown Eyes
Johnny Laporte
Brown eyes, dark hairYou’re teeth all pearly whiteYour coffee no sugarJust a little cream
In the morning always smilingIn the evening just a little more wineAt night the sun is shiningA little dream, just a little cream
Tell me, where can I find youTell me, where do you hideI am you’re coffee, no sugar
Little dream, little cream
Old But Happy
Johnny Laporte
I’m old, but I’m happyYes I’m old, no regretsI did right, and I did wrongNot to old to sing this song
Country Girl... are you happy?Country Girl... are you sad?We were young, in the sunshineCountry girls, I won’t forget
Never had a chance to come close to youDidn’t even know your nameWhy did God make you so beautiful?Country Girl... He is to blame
Now I’m old, and I’m gladWith the memories of you my Country GirlSome lucky guy is holding your hand nowHe’s got the woman, I got the girl
My Country Girl