lp discography - covers & lyrics

1.

MORE THAN HE'LL HAVE TO GIVE

(John D. Loudermilk) « © '68 Acuff-Rose Music, BMI »
Hey little trim don't go hungry waitin' up for him
He's at a meetin' of a club he's in
A smokey room full of fat old man and wives

But the love that I have to give
Is more than he will have to give to you hoo hoo

Hey little dope what you're doin' usin' all of that soap
You know he isn't comin' but you hope
You've got a payment comin' an' you're totally broke

But the love that I have to give...

Hey little fool I couldn't buy you things like he must do
And all the stuff he's got you've so used to
To put it frankly I'm as doggone poor as you

But the love that I have to give...
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2.

POOR LITTLE PRETTY GIRL

(John D. Loudermilk) « © '68 Acuff-Rose Music, BMI »
Poor little pretty girl
Don't you wish your face was plain like the little Mary Jane next door
Who works from eight to five at a downtown store
And goes with a cute little guy on the second floor

Poor little pretty gril
You got to be back-stage at ten all made up and in a jolly way
With clever little funny things to say
To entertain the customers who pay
It's a different world for a little pretty girl wouldn't you say

Poor little pretty gril
Clothes you find you have to wear aause the neighborhood to stare and talk
And married men do watch you when you walk
Oh how loud and clear you hear their thoughts
It's a different old world bein' a pretty girl wouldn't you say

And everywhere you go you're recognized
By the make-up on your pretty lonely eyes
When you think you've met a nice guy
The first thing that the rascal does is try
And then you cry and then he says goodbye
It's a lonesome old world bein' a pretty girl wouldn't you say
Hey little pretty girl hey little pretty girl
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3.

NASSAU TOWN

(John D. Loudermilk) « © '68 Acuff-Rose Music, BMI »
Telling old frown town goodbye
Telling old frown town goodbye
Found a smilin' island town
And I'm a goin' down
Cause there ain't no frowns round Nassau Town

The willow weeps and envys me
Willow weeps and envys me
Cause he's got roots here and cannot leave
And mine are bound for the ground of Nassau Town

Wind blow through my lonesome clothes

So so long I'm Bahama bound
So long I'm Bahama bound
Cause my heart's already down
Walking around and a settling down in Nassau Town
Learnin' to smile and live and love in Nassau Town
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4.

GERALDINE

(John D. Loudermilk) « © '69 Acuff-Rose Music, BMI »
Every day it gets a whole lot colder
Since you gave me the cold cold shoulder
And you turned my heart into a boulder Geraldine

Every day the night's a whole lot longer
And the pain's a gettin' whole lot stronger
And it's all because I'm longin' for Geraldine

Oh baby darling won't you please believe me
Gotta come on back and relieve me
Promise that you'll never leave me ever again

Every day it gets a whole lot colder
Since you gave me the cold cold shoulder
Come on back and baby let me hold you Geraldine

Cause every day's gettin' a little more bluer
It's gettin' long without just gettin' to me
Maybe come on back to me Geraldine

(I told you bout Geraldine I told you bout Geraldine)
Geraldine
(I told you bout Geraldine)
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5.

LAURA

(John D. Loudermilk) « © '68 Acuff-Rose Music, BMI »
Across the floor sits someone new
Hair of black and eyes of blue
And in her lap she holds her hands
And in her mind she understands
Laura Laura

We talk in such a silent way
In words too beautiful to say
Laura what a beautiful Laura
You have on today hmm hmm

And some one straight who didn't know
Would be confused at how you glow
Laura Laura
What a beautiful Laura We have on today
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6.

BROWN GIRL

(John D. Loudermilk) « © '65 Acuff-Rose Music, BMI »

Back home we got this old factory sittin' right in the middle of town
And almost everybody in town works there
Yeah it's about like every other factory around there I guess
The white folks do the easier work and wear the white uniforms
The colored folks do the harder labor and wear the blue uniforms
This is the story about an old boy waitin' outside the factory
For his girl to get off work
And the boy speaks

Man this sidewalk's hot almost five o'clock
Wait till that whistle blows and that door opens
And out she'll come and fall in my arms man when them folks see that
They'll want to ride us out of town on a rail
Well I guess they just don't understand

Bout my brown girl my brown girl brown girl
Brown girl with the blue dress on

She used to have a good job
But you know as soon as folks found out we's going together
They handed her a broom said here girl keep things clean
But you know they just can't fire the union won't let 'em
She's the highest paid sweeper in town
And I'm the luckest guy in the world cause I found

Brown girl my brown girl brown girl
Brown girl with the blue dress on

You know all day long folks put her down
Saying nasty things making smart little remarks
But she never cries not until she is in my arms
Why even her own folks won't speak to her
And at times I bet her poor little heart is blue as the uniform she wears
Yep when she gets off she'll be tired but she'll smile
Midst the sneers the leers and jeers and cuss words
She'll smile cause you know love can conquer anything
It can climb the highest mountain swim the deepest ocean
Bridge the widest gap even between men's hearts
Yeah love is the great cleanser take an old pair of dungarees
The more they're washed the whiter they get
Yeah love conquers all even hate I can't wait

For my brown girl my brown girl brown girl
Brown girl with the blue dress on
She wears it well she wears it well
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7.

GOIN' TO HELL ON A SLED

(John D. Loudermilk) « © '68 Acuff-Rose Music, BMI »
Now Junior is sniffin' his glue
And brother and sister's on weed
My mama takes pills and daddy gets drunk
And the dog and the cat's startin' to sneeze
Now what do you think about that boy

Yeah you know it well it's goin' to hell
It's goin' to hell on a sled

Now we're fightin' in a limited war
So limited fightin' can cease
We limit our kills to limited hills
And hope we win some of this limited peace
Now what do you think about that

Yeah it's goin' to hell it's goin' to hell
It's goin' to hell on a sled

The landlord raises his rent
While the rats gnaw his tenants kids
And after fire bombs bricks and helmets and sticks
The rats are still gnawin' on them kids

They're killin' police for freedom and peace
It's goin' to hell on a sled

The kids can't pray in schools God is dead you fool
Church people smile as they frug in the aisle
While the preacher says man ain't that cool

You know it well it's goin' to hell
It's goin' to hell on a sled
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8.

JONES'

(John D. Loudermilk) « © '68 Acuff-Rose Music, BMI »
The brother runs the cam'ra and the sister gives the cues
The uncle is the producer and the old man writes the reviews

This family named Jones that comes into our homes
And tells us what to wear and where
And tell us what to drive and why
And tells us what to smoke and vote
And tells us what to drink and think
To think we listen

On late night shows they take scholars and with a sarcastic grin
They ask him to explain his philosophy before the sponsor breaks in

This family named Jones...

The in-laws run the paper and print whatever they please
And Pap don't believe in politics he just knows what the masses need

This family named Jones...

They're hip and they're slick and they're flashy sophisticated and they're cool
To them the clerk and the worker just rednecks and clogs and fools

This family named Jones that comes into our homes
And tells us what to wear and where
And tell us what to drive and why
And tells us what to smoke and vote
And tells us what to drink and think
To think we listen and try to be like them
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9.

WAR BABIES

(John D. Loudermilk) « © '68 Acuff-Rose Music, BMI »
War babies torn from the war-time womb
Raised in a rented room why are you cryin'
War babies brought up to laugh at jokes
Bout certain groups of folks why do you cry

Why do you cry child of the times
What's under your skin what's in your mind

War babies you've got your Japanese toys
And you've got your British noise so why do you cry
Pray ev'ry night down on your knees
You won't have to fight other war babies

War babies get up and fix your eggs
Moma is still in bed run on to Sunday school
And stay for church services
And you don't slam the door war babies

Now how many times now how many times
How many times will you all hear these lies

Oh where have we failed you what in the world ails you
Will you dry your eyes go wash your face and stay in your place
You're just a disgrace war baby
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10.

PEACE OF HEART

(John D. Loudermilk) « © '68 Acuff-Rose Music, BMI »
The crowds are throwing sticks and stones
Burning cars and Jewish homes
It's gettin' hard to get a loan
Without a banker friend you've known
And frankly speaking time has shown
That what you reap you must have sown
So don't look lonely and alone and blue

The pastor's laid his Bible down
And joined the movement underground
While the whole world sits around
We watch the ship of state go down
Watch the dollar slowly drown
Two toimes up an' three times down
And no one says well I'll be damned but me

But that doesn't matter anymore like it used to do
Cause I've found peace of heart here with you

The courts have told us where we're at
We're not the same old American cat
The upper crust and the bottom fat
And the guy who split from where he's at
Came over here alone and flat
And worked like hell at the laundrymat
Now he owns a laundrymat or two

But that doesn't matter anymore...

Cause I've found peace of heart here with you
Here with you
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11.

SIDEWALKS

(John D. Loudermilk) « © '68 Acuff-Rose Music, BMI »
Sidewalks what became of the sidewalks
Those shady lanes of concrete so cool to naked young feet
Oh sidewalks that moma swept and kept

Sidewalks what became of the sidewalks
That blushing brides would stroll on and stroller wheels would roll on
On those sidewalks where marbles bounced high as high as the sky

We used to skate there and double date there
We planned our fate there then you said goodbye

Sidewalks what became of those sidewalks
That old folks stood and talked on
And hearts we drew with chalk on
And friendly strangers walked on
Oh those sidewalks oh where did they go I miss them so

Sidewalks what became of those sidewalks...
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12.

TO ANN

(John D. Loudermilk) « © '68 Acuff-Rose Music »
[ instrumental ] **********