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The Hole
03:27
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The Hole
We're lookin at the hole in the middle of the street
We're lookin at the hole in the middle of the street
We're lookin at the hole in the middle of the street
We're 11 city workers on 22 feet
One guys a workin in the mud and the muck
One guys a workin in the mud and the muck
One guys a workin in the mud and the muck
There's 36 wheels on 9 city trucks
There's one bulldozer and one back hoe
There's one bulldozer and one back hoe
There's one bulldozer and one back hoe
One sign says stop and the other says slow...
We're lookin at the hole in the middle of the street
We're lookin at the hole in the middle of the street
We're lookin at the hole in the middle of the street
We're 11 city workers on 22 feet
There's one guy workin and 10 guys watch
There's one guy workin and 10 guys watch
There's one guy workin and 10 guys watch
There re standing and smokin and havin a talk
People are honkin and havin a fit
People are honkin and havin a fit
People are honkin and havin a fit
We're 11 city worker and we don't give a
Shift change comes and it's time to go
Shift change comes and it's time to go
Shift change comes and it's time to go
One sign says stop and the other says slow..
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The Lovely ladies of the Legion
The lovely ladies of the Legion
Nursing their Saturday night beer
Waiting for their favorite songs
The ones they love to hear
Wanda loves Sweet Caroline
Claudette loves to dance
They both get up for Mustang Sally
They never miss the chance
And the 50/50 draw's got $100
You need a ticket to win
Fish & Chips on Friday night
And Big Dave's got food poisoning again
And there's pork rinds at the bar
Pickled eggs stare at you from a jar
Karen shouts out "last call ...
for alcohol"
And Norma leads the lovely ladies
around that old dance floor
Velma walks 500 miles
Starr walks 500 more
And it's time to play the Anthem
And everybody sings
We honor our brave soldiers
And the freedom that it brings
And Jimmy sits drunk at the bar
The pickled eggs are staring back at him from a jar
Karen shouts out "last call ...
for alcohol"
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There's Jimmy sitting drunk at the bar
The pickled eggs are talkin to him and starin at him from a jar
Karen shouts out "last call ...
for alcohol"
And Cindy makes sure the band gets paid
The tables are all cleared
The lovely ladies of the Legion leave
We'll meet you next week here
The lovely ladies of the Legion leave
We'll meet you next week here
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3. |
Legal Weed
04:16
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Legal Weed
Legal Weed, oh legal weed
It's growing in my backyard like a tree
What used to be a felony is now considered good for me
I can't stop smokin all that legal weed
Legal weed and government greed
Takin money from the dealer on the street
So easy now to get it, one click and they FedEx it
You never have to leave home to get high
Legal weed cures all your ills
It's better than your doc's prescription pills
There's gummy bears with thc, bath oils with cbd
Adios to all your aches and pains
Legal weed it can't be wrong
Ask Snoop Dog, Willie or Cheech and Chong
Possession charge is now a joke, I do believe I'll have a toke
Roll me up and smoke me when I'm gone
Illegal weed is much more fun
Hidin it from daddy and from mom
But now they're smoking just like us
They're riding on that magic bus
Trippin down hwy 420
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Legal weed, it's better than booze
You don't want to fight you just want to snooze
My dealer's now an herbalist I'm gettin high not gettin pissed
My liver thanks me every single day
Legal weed makes me feel great
But I never counted on gainin this much weight
I put on 30 lbs eatin pizza and Doritos
I'm biggie sizing and eating Mickey Ds
Legal weed it's not just for kids
Grandma's got some brownies in the fridge
And Grandpa's smokin ganja, wacky weed is his new mantra
Stereo is blastin Grateful Dead
Illegal weed was much more fun
Hidin it from daddy and from mom
Now they're smoking just like us
They're riding on that magic bus
Trippin down hwy 420
Legal weed, oh legal weed
It's growing in my backyard like a tree
What used to be a felony is now considered good for me
I can't stop smokin all that legal weed
Legal weed, oh legal weed
It's growing in my backyard like a tree
What used to be a felony is now considered good for me
I can't stop smokin all that legal weed
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Play Green Green Grass of Home
Play Green Green Grass of Home
Or you'll live to regret it
He had death in his eyes
And he knew I knew that he meant it
"This old home town looks the same
As I step down from the train"
It seemed to calm him down
But I was shakin just the same
What makes a man wanna hurt another man
Was it something in his past that he don't understand
What makes a man wanna kill another man
To take his life and hold it in his hands
And when the night was over
And we were packing up our gear
We found him in the alley
Holdin a broken bottle of beer
And he was cuttin up some kid
Who had come to see us play
And as we pulled him off
I remembered what he said
Play Green Green Grass of Home
Or you'll live to regret it
He had death in his eyes
And he knew I knew that he meant it
What makes a man wanna hurt another man
Was it something in his past that he don't understand
What makes a man wanna kill another man
To take his life and hold it in his hand
"This old home town looks the same as I step down from the train"
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5. |
Border Town
03:39
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Border Town by Martin Hopkins
(G) I was(D) born in a (C)border town
(G) I still(D) live in this (C)border town
(G) I play (D)music in this (C)border town
I got (D)friends in the USA (G)
We’d go to Lafayette taproom
Cross the bridge they call Peace
But there’s a lineup at customs now
Where’s your passport please
Chorus
And(C) we’d go over the (G)river
(C)Under the (G)influence
Of (C)cheap beer, cheap (D)gas and cheap(Em) women
And we’d bring em all(C) back
(D)And sometimes marry them(G) too.
We’d go cruising up and down Ferry St.
In Niagara Falls New York
Working on our pick up,lines
And drinking Genny in the bars
911 was a tragedy
That you just can’t describe
Lot of people pointing fingers
On either side
We ain’t close like we used to be
That bridge is now a wall
They got homeland security
Suspicion on us all
Chorus
Verse 1
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6. |
Can't Grow it Here
04:01
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Can’t Grow it Here by Martin Hopkins
Chorus
(D)No we can’t Grow it(F) here no(C) more (D)
(D)Like my Daddy and(F) his daddy(C) before(D)
(D)No they don’t give a(F) damn about the(C) farmer or his(Bm) land
No we(D) can’t Grow it (F)here no(C) more(D)
We’re rippin out the peaches and pear trees
Cause they closed down the canneries
They bailed out the cars but they don’t like their fruits in jars
And a part of our history dies
And they talk about the new wineries
And they’re owned by celebrities
But they don’t understand it’s not about one man
It’s in your blood and the dirt and the trees
Chorus
It’s the green belt hipocracy
You can grow but you’re not free
To sell your land to the development man
And make a profit like the big companies
How do you fight the foreign subsidies
Cheap imports and government fees
And the migrants who work on the farms aren’t they worth
Us fighting to preserve our way of life.
Chorus
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7. |
Corner Store
03:46
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Corner Store by Martin Hopkins
1)(G)Got a quarter from my nana for passing grade six
She pressed it in my palm so(D7) hard it would(G) stick
(G)Don't spend this quarter all in one place
If you lose it now it (D7)won't be(G) replaced
1)(G)Well I said no nana I'll put it in my bank
I'll save it college or my (D7)mamas(G) birthday
She looked at me and gave me a wink
She I'm nobody's fool I not as(D7) old as you(G) think
2)Well I(C) rode to mikes house and I knocked on his door
I said come(G) ** on let's go to the(D7) corner (G)store
(C)Best friends share and they share alike
We had(G)** monkey bars on our(D7) CCM(G) bikes
2)Checked my pocket for the quarter at least 10 times
Mike said he had some pennies and at least 1 dime
We cashed in some bottles we found in the ditch
We strutted in the store like Ritchie Rich
Chorus
2)Well the corner store is where we would go
Sunshine rain or a foot of snow
The owner knew us all by name
He knew my daddy so I better behave
1)Mike went straight over to the comic rack
Mr. Paris said buy it or put it back
Superman, Archie or Mad magazine
There's the latest Spider-Man that I haven't seen
2)Tahiti treat or a Mountain Dew
vernors ginger ale va va va va boom
Water so cold it froze your hand
Better from a bottle than a thin tin can
Chorus:
1)Candy galore they got so many
10 black balls for just one penny
Green leafs strawberries and wax lips
Popeye cigararettes and levers chips
2)A pack of pez and some lick a maids
And buy my sister a candy necklace
Baseball cards and a pack of thrills
I'm gonna eat this candy till I get my fill
Chorus
2)The corner store the corner store
25 cents got you so much more
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8. |
Main Streets Matter
03:59
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Main Streets Matter
My grand daddy started sellin paint
from an old push cart in 1928
On our main street he'd walk up and down
and that business is still around
My son and my daughter too
Are living proof of what you can do
And cities are made of brick and steel
but towns are made of folks that are real
Walmarts come and Walmarts stay
And family businesses they just fade away
You lose the heart and the soul of your town
and faceless malls spring up all around and
Main streets matter to the heart of town
Main streets matter, I can hear that sound
Of the old street car and the chapel bells
The high pitched voice of the newsboy yelling
Main streets matter
The toy store with the train in the window
The hardware store with the old tin ceilings
Drug store they're all dressed in white
With a lunch counter in back where you can still get a bite
They didn't sell groceries, they didn't sell clothes
If you were sick that's where you would go
Now there's broken glass and empty stores
Graffiti on the old Woolworth's walls
Afraid to walk the streets at night
And there's deals goin down in broad daylight
There's Hookers hangin out in front of seedy bars
Police just watch from their squad cars and
Main streets matter to the heart of town
Main streets matter, well I can hear that sound
Of the old street car and the chapel bells
The high pitched voice of the newsboy yelling
Main Streets matter to the heart of town
Main Streets matter, I can hear that sound
Main streets matter to the heart of town
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Port Dalhousie Blues
02:47
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Port Dalhousie Blues
Oh Port Dalhousie, Port Dalhousie, Port Dalhousie Blues,
And I'm stuck here in this lousy jail with da' lousy blues.
Well I came to Shipman's corner in 1826
They threw me in this one room jail for drinkin I suspect
In Port Dalhousie, Port Dalhousie, Port Dalhousie Blues,
Well I'm stuck here in this lousy jail with da' lousy blues.
I hail from Dundee Scotland and I worked the new canal
They threw me in this one room jail for fightin in the town
From 12 mile crick to Shipman's corners Slabtown Gravelly Bay
they worked with picks and shovels and every night they'd play
In Port Dalhousie, Port Dalhousie, Port Dalhousie Blues,
I'm stuck here in this lousy jail with da' lousy blues.
Well I come from Brock University on a city bus
And I party in this one room jail and I'm drinkin to get pissed
So if you're ever travellin through Port Dalhousie town
Be careful where you're drinkin or this is where you're bound
In Port Dalhousie, Port Dalhousie, Port Dalhousie Blues,
I'm stuck here in this lousy jail with da' lousy blues.
Oh Port Dalhousie, Port Dalhousie, Port Dalhousie Blues,
I'm stuck here in this lousy jail with da' lousy blues.
In Port Dalhousie, Port Dalhousie, Port Dalhousie Blues,
I'm stuck here in this lousy jail with da' lousy blues.
In Port Dalhousie, Port Dalhousie, Port Dalhousie Blues,
Well I'm stuck here in this lousy jail with da' lousy blues.
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10. |
Angeline
04:16
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Angeline. Martin Hopkins
Intro (C)(F)(C)(G)
I (F)cashed in my(G) pay down at (C)Kelsey's
And I (F)stopped in to (G)have me one(C) beer
The (F) waitress was (G)lookin mighty(Am) pretty
And the (F)music was sweet to my (G)ears
My boss man buys me another
He says "hell you only live once"
And the beer flowed like a river
No worries under the sun
I drank all that day and the next day
And I crawled back home on my knees
I begged Angeline for forgiveness
And the kids they just stared at me.
Chorus:
My sweet (C)Angeline, my sweet (G)Angeline
What did you ever(Am) do, what did you ever(G) do,
To deserve someone like (C)me
Intro chords then verse
Angeline she doesn't say much
But I can see the look in her eyes
I swear things will be different
But she's already heard all my lies
Chorus:
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11. |
Squeegee Up
03:08
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Squeegee Up. Martin Hopkins
(G)Squeegee up Squeegee down
Squeegee uptown squeegee down
(C)Just a quarter clean your glass
(G)You don’t like it you can kiss my
Ask me(D7) nice and I’ll do it again for( G) you.
Squeegee up squeegee down
Squeegee Main Street all over town
In my speedo there’s a need though
When glass is dirty I’ll make it pretty
Ask me nice and I’ll do it again for you
Squeegee down Squeegee up
Hardware store Boot Shop
Water splashing People laughing
White hair flyin no denying
Ask me nice and I’ll do it again for you
Squeegee hard squeegee soft
Like an artist in a loft
Scottish tam a gentle man
Kids a passin smile flashing
Ask me nice and I’ll do it again for you
Squeegee now squeegee then
All good things they must end
Watch the cars they’re a passin
There’s a bike and it’s a crashin
Ask me nice and I’ll do it again for you
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12. |
Pop Bottle Rolly
03:09
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POP BOTTLE ROLLY. Martin Hopkins
[D]POP BOTTLE ROLLY [A]HAILED FROM THE STATES
[G] HE CAME TO CANADA [D]IN 38
HE NEVER HAD A JOB[A] NEVER OWNED A CAR
[G] HE SPENT HIS MONEY IN THE[D] LOCAL BARS
CHORUS
WITH A [G]ROLLY CIGARETTE DANGLIN[D] DOWN ON HIS CHIN
[G]ROLLY SEARCHED FOR BOTTLES IN THE[D] GARBAGE BINS
HE [G]CASHED THEM ALL IN FOR A[D] DOLLAR OR MORE [A]AND MAKE HIS WAY TO THE[G]LIQUOR [D]STORE
ROLLY GOT HIS CLOTHES AT THE SALLY ANN
HE SAID HE HAD A DAUGHTER DOWN IN WASHINGTON
HE WAS GONNA GO BACK THERE A MILLIONAIRE
BUT HE GOT TOO DRUNK AND HE GOT TOO SCARED
ROLLY HAD A ROOM AT THE YORK HOTEL
HE 'D ROLL HIS CIGARETTES AND DRINK HIS MUSCATEL
WRITE LETTERS TO HIS DAUGHTER HE NEVER WOULD SEND
AND SHOW AN OLD PHOTO OF HER TO HIS FRIENDS
[CHORUS ONE VERSE LEAD]
SEARCHIN DOWN THE HIGHWAY LATE ONE DAY
HE NEVER HAD THE SENSE TO LOOK THE OTHER WAY
THE UNCOMING CAR SAID HE DIDN'T HAVE TIME
TO SEE THE OLD FELLOW CROSSIN OVER THE LINE
ROLLY FINALLY MADE IT BACK TO THE STATES
PACKED IN A TRAIN IN A FUNERAL CRATE
HIS DAUGHTER CAME TO MEET HIM AT THE STATION YARD
TO SEE HER LONG LOST DADDY BACK FROM AFAR
CHORUS + WE AINT GONNA SEE POP BOTTLE ROLLY NO MORE
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13. |
The Lincoln
04:50
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The Lincoln
You could go to the Lincoln for a matinee
For 25 cents you could stay all day
Yeah you could howl at the Wolfman or scream at Frankenstein
Yeah but you better get there early cause there was always a line
And it had red velvet drapes and a balcony
There was ushers every aisle to help you see
And you could laugh with the Stooges or you could ride with Roy
We liked the bad guys better cause we were the boys
And we'd find some girls yeah to sit behind
Pull their hair and swear it was the other guys
And the girls giggled and the boys would yell
And the ushers would come and shine their lights, and give us hell
It had red velvet drapes and a balcony
There were ushers every aisle to keep an eye on you and me
And you could laugh with the Stooges or you could ride with Bond
We liked the bad guys better yeah especially Odd Job
Yeah well they closed it down in '74
And they moved it to the mall, built another 3 more
Now it costs a fortune just to see one show
And if you wait awhile you can get the video
But it had red velvet drapes and a balcony
There were ushers every aisle to keep an eye on you and me
And you could laugh with the Stooges or you could ride with Roy
We liked the bad guys better yeah, we were the boys
You could go to the Lincoln for a matinee
For 25 cents you could stay all day
Yeah you could go to the Lincoln for a matinee
Macintosh toffee it would last all day
Yeah you could go to the Lincoln for a matinee
For 25 cents you could dream all day
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Marty Hopkins St. Catharines, Ontario
Marty Hopkins is a Canadian based singer-songwriter who writes about what he knows. His songs range from humorous satire to social commentary. You will be entertained.
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