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Herman Matthews – Home At Last

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Release Date: December 14, 2007
Label: Herman Matthews
Copyright: ©2007 Herman Matthews
Total Length: 41:21
Genres: Blues, Folk

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I DON'T WANT TO GO HOME
Turn on the lights
Gotta shed some light on all of my tears
It’s too much like right
To wheel and deal with all of my fears
It’s lookin’ like rain
Need some piece of mind to brighten my day
Like fortune and fame
Just call my name and show me the way
I want to hold you closer
I wanna hold you tight and never let go
But I know the rules baby…
I know the rules that’s why there’s no place to go

I wanna leave, you know
I wanna leave

I don’t wanna go home but I can’t stay here.

Searching for words
Trying to find the words to make it okay
I know it’s absurd
Just don’t know what to say
But listen to me baby
Don’t look at me in that tone of voice
I’m copping a plea
Sense I don’t have a choice
I know this for true darlin’
The punishment should fit the crime
But you do whatcha got to do baby
It’s not the circumstance but I’ll do the time.

I wanna leave, you know
I wanna leave

I don’t wanna go home but I can’t stay here.

Solo:

I want to hold you closer
Wanna hold you tight and never let go
But I know the rules baby
I know the rules that’s why there’s no place to go

I wanna leave, you know
I wanna leave

I don’t wanna go home but I can’t stay here.
I don’t wanna go home but I can’t stay here.
I don’t wanna go home but I can’t stay here.
I don’t wanna go home but I can’t stay here.

All Songs copyright® 2005 Doc Huck-A-Buck Music (administrated by Bob-A-Lew Songs), ASCAP

HOLD ON YOU
My momma told me a thing or two, she said
Something’s gonna have a hold on you
Everybody’s gotta a point off view, son
Something’s gonna have a hold on you

Hook
Hold on you, hold on you
Something’s gonna have a hold on you
Hold on you, hold on you
Something’s gonna have a hold on you

One thing’s certain two things for sho’
Something’s gonna have a hold on you
She said be careful son ’cause you reap what you sew
Something’s gonna have a hold on you

Hook
Hold on you, hold on you
Something’s gonna have a hold on you
Hold on you, hold on you
Something’s gonna have a hold on you

Everybody
Huh, Huh, Huh, Huh

Landed in the city without a clue ’cause
Something’s gonna have a hold on you
With nothin’ in my pocket but some twos and fews
Something’s gonna have a hold on you
Don’t worry momma you taught me well
Something’s gonna have a hold on you
There’s gotta be a heaven ’cause I know there’s a hell
Something’s gonna have a hold on you

Hook
Hold on you, hold on you
Something’s gonna have a hold on you
Hold on you, hold on you
Something’s gonna have a hold on you

All Songs copyright® 2005 Doc Huck-A-Buck Music (administrated by Bob-A-Lew Songs), ASCAP

CUP OF SUGAR
Now I’m a man who loves his pie
All kinds of flavors will satisfy
A juicy berry served up hot
Now, that’s a flavor that hits the spot
And don’t forget a lil’ whip cream
So mmm mmm good, you know what I mean

CHORUS
It takes a cup of sugar (I like it sweet)
To make my favorite pie
A cup of sugar (good enough to eat)
So turn your oven up high

2nd verse
I searched for years to find the best
I gave each pie my own taste test
I like so many, it’s hard to choose
Pecan and apple and cherry, too
But then one day, I finally found
The best darn pie around

CHORUS
It takes — a cup of sugar (I like it sweet)
To make my favorite pie
A cup of sugar (good enough to eat)
So turn your oven up high

BRIDGE
(Don’t you really want some)
Yes, I really want some
(Don’t you really wants some)
Everybody wants some
(I really really want some)
I really really want some
I really really want to have some pie with you

3rd Verse
The girl that made that special pie
Is now the apple of my eye
Our beautiful child is runnin’ round
So let me tell you what I have found
What’s most important is not the pie
It’s the one who bakes it

CHORUS

All Songs copyright® 2005 Doc Huck-A-Buck Music (administrated by Bob-A-Lew Songs), ASCAP

WE ARE HEAVEN
I turned to Hope, a lil’ past quarter to 3:00
I said it’s time and shook my head
She agreed
What the people say, what the people say may be true
Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain ’cause
It’s just me and you

Chorus:
We are heaven, close to heaven, we are one
We are heaven, so close to heaven, we are one

With a tender smile and a gentle touch
Not a single word was spoken but we said so much
What the people say, what the people say may be strong
Don’t let that emotion take your soul and just sing this song

Chorus:
We are heaven, close to heaven, we are one
We are heaven, so close to heaven, we are one

Solo:

We turn a cheek
Some even cry
We’ve been taught that an eye for an eye
Leaves both parties blind.
What the people say, what they say makes me sad
Just looking in the eyes of my man-child I know this life
Can’t be bad.

Chorus:
We are heaven, close to heaven, we are one
We are heaven, so close to heaven, we are one

All Songs copyright® 2005 Doc Huck-A-Buck Music (administrated by Bob-A-Lew Songs), ASCAP

I AM A DRUMMER FROM TEXAS
I am a drummer from Texas. Hear my groove.
(Drum groove starts much like Conviction Of The Heart)
Like a tree planted by the rivers of water, I shall not be moved.
I am a drummer from Texas. Hear my groove, my groove!
A strong foundation that has shaken walls, concurred souls and moved feet
Since the dawn of man.
It is life you feel, bursting with every crack of the snare and thump of the bass drum.
I am a drummer from Texas. Hear my groove. .a
groove that’s
Swinging, shuffling, rockin’ & rollin’ with soul, thirsting for the real.
Using space as a measurement for time.
I am a drummer from Texas.NO; I am JUST a drummer from Texas. Feel my groove.
Loping, humping, bumping, grinding, huckabuckin’ and paving the way,
Yet waiting for the moments, the magical moments that are few and far between.
Hear my groove, feel my groove. Grooves that are like jewels.with every passage
A blessing.
I am a drummer from Texas, THE drummer from Texas
Lucky, fortunate and blessed.excuse me, blessed.
Sitting, leaning and hanging from the bottom of the beat like juice filled melons
Just ripe for the picking.
I am a drummer from Texas.
Listen to the dance..

The dance.The dance.
Listen to the dance..
A sanctified motion rejoicing the feelings of old.
Stomping, kicking, Shouting.loosing control
Joyously, drunkenly, serenely.loosing control I am a drummer from Texas
Hear my groove.

CHANT:
Kay La Hey Oh La
Ahh ah ah
ahhh ahhh

All Songs copyrightR 2005 Doc Huck-A-Buck Music (administrated by Bob-A-Lew Songs), ASCAP

NOT ANOTHER LOVER (Gonna Break My Heart)
HOOK
Not Another Lover’s gonna break my heart. No not ever again.
Should’ve known better right from the start. No it won’t happen again.

VERSE 1
Bring back the day when ol’ school was new and sweet young love was on my mind.
I’m the kind of fella you can open your heart to or shoot the moon to past the time.

HOOK
Not Another Lover’s gonna break my heart. No not ever again.
Should’ve none better right from the start. No it won’t happen again.

VERSE 2
Sittin’ on the porch and drinking hard apple wine and waiting for that late night kiss.
Dancing cheek to cheek we had nothing but time. Who knew that love could be like this.

B SECTION
You know it’s been so long. How did it all go so wrong?
I remember when I would beg and plead. I really needed you to believe. (I was down on bended knee)

HOOK
Not Another Lover’s gonna break my heart. No not ever again.
Should’ve none better right from the start. No it won’t happen again.

All Songs copyright® 2005 Doc Huck-A-Buck Music (administrated by Bob-A-Lew Songs), ASCAP

JUNK IN THE TRUNK
NA NA NA NAAA
NA NA NAAA NAAA
NA NA NA NAAA
NA NA NAA
NA NA NA NAAA
NA NA NAAA NAAA
NA NA NA NAAA
NA NA NAA

She’s got junk in the trunk
She’s ready to bump

She’s got junk in the trunk
And ready to bump
That girls got junk in the trunk.

You know she gonna love ya for a mighty long time
“Shake that money maker”
Ought to be a law cause she so fine
“Shake it don’t break it girl”

NA NA NA NAAA
NA NA NAAA NAAA
NA NA NA NAAA
NA NA NAA
NA NA NA NAAA
NA NA NAAA NAAA
NA NA NA NAAA
NA NA NAA

She’s got high heel sneakers on
She’s got her wig hat on too!
She’s got that look in her eye
She’s got dat john da conga roo

All Songs copyrightR 2005 Doc Huck-A-Buck Music (administrated by Bob-A-Lew Songs), ASCAP

I'VE GOTTA HOME (On The Other Side)
Hook
I gotta home on the other side
I gotta home
I gotta home, lets take a ride
I gotta home on the other side
Let me take you there

Verse
Kick off ya shoes and put ya feet on the floor
I got some 20 year old whiskey I got from so ‘n’ so
Why don’t you let your hair down and let me pour you some more
And let me take you there

Hook
I gotta home on the other side
I gotta home
I gotta home, lets take a ride
I gotta home on the other side
Let me take you there

Verse
There’s a party over here that’s what the young folks say
Don’t need no change in yo’ pocket
Just come in and go play
There’s a party over here lets do what ol’ folks do
And let me take you there

Hook
I gotta home on the other side
I gotta home
I gotta home, lets take a ride
I gotta home on the other side
Let me take you there

Let me take you there.

All Songs copyright® 2005 Doc Huck-A-Buck Music (administrated by Bob-A-Lew Songs), ASCAP

CHOP THAT BBQ
CHOP THAT BBQ

Proprietor: Shorty’s Barbeque.head rib speaking

Customer: Yeah, I’d like to call in an order for pick up

CHOP THAT BBQ

Proprietor: Hold on let me get something to write with.

Proprietor: Al right go ‘head with your order

CHOP THAT BBQ

Customer: Yeah, can you give me some neck bone, some candy yams, and some red beans and rice

CHOP THAT BBQ

Customer: How ’bout some hug mog, greens, some pinto beans, some possum tips, some good
ol’ grits, with a stick of butter on the side.

CHOP THAT BBQ

Customer: A tall glass of buttermilk, a side order of boudin, a small order of peach cobbler
.and a DIET COKE!

CHOP THAT BBQ

All Songs copyrightR 2005 Doc Huck-A-Buck Music (administrated by Bob-A-Lew Songs), ASCAP

HOME AT LAST
It’s 5:00 and I’m on my way
HOME AT LAST
My mind is weary but I won’t go astray
HOME AT LAST
I finally got my direction together
HOME AT LAST
Nothing to stop me or turn me around
HOME AT LAST
I once was lost but now I’m found
HOME AT LAST

I’m headed home….
Home at last
I’m headed home…
Home at last

The journey’s long but I can’t stop now
HOME AT LAST
Can’t wait to get there safe and sound
HOME AT LAST
Can’t let the travels ware me down
HOME AT LAST
I pray my feets don’t fail me now

I’m headed home….
Home at last
I’m headed home…
Home at last

SOLO

I’m headed home….
Home at last
I’m headed home…
Home at last

All Songs copyright® 2005 Doc Huck-A-Buck Music (administrated by Bob-A-Lew Songs), ASCAP

FUNCTION AT THE JUNCTION (by: Eddie Holland & Shorty Long)
I’m getting ready for the function at the junction
And baby you’d better come on right now
Because everybody’s gonna be there
We got people comin’ from everywhere

We got Ling Ting Tong from China
Long Tall Sally from Carolina
We got 007, the private eye,
And he’s bringin’ all the guys from “I Spy”

Come on one, come all, we gonna have a ball
down at the function at the junction
And baby you’d better come on right now

We’re serving egg foo yung and barbecue
having chicken dumplings and kidney stew
having heap big fun till the break of dawn
gonna shake a tail feather… shoot em fo’ they run

Hold a shotgun on the rooster, and dare him to crow
how could anybody sleep when they could get out on the floor

You g o t t a Tell him, tell them, Ya gotta tell `em all.
Down at the function at the junction
Tell `em that they’d better come on right now
Tell `em `bout the function at the junction
Tell `em that they’d better come on right now

Ned!

Oh the soul brothers, Jitterbugers
Hip cats with fancy hats,
Pretty girls with pretty smiles
All decked out in the latest styles
Farmer Jim and Guitar Slim
Betty Boop and ooo-boop-e-doop
Mohair Sam from Alabam
Minnesota Fats from Hobo Flats
Breath-takin’ Hip-shakin’ give it now
Talkin’ bout some fascinatin’ demonstratin’ beauty now

They all be gathering here, from far and near
Down at the Function at the Junction
Brother, you’d better come on right now
Tell `em `bout the function at the junction
Sister, you’d better come on right now
Talkin’ `bout a function at the junction
Everybody you’d better come on right now


Release Date: December 14, 2007
Label: Herman Matthews
Copyright: (C) 2007 Herman Matthews
Total Length: 41:21
Genres: Blues, Folk