Gon' Boogaloo

by C.W. Stoneking

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third studio album from C.W. Stoneking (2014)

"...This record which took me 6 long years to come by, was finally recorded live in 2 days, without any overdubs or edits, using only 2 microphones, into a 2 track Ampex 351 tape machine out of Capitol Records. Each song was 'mixed' live in the room by way of positioning the band (drums, electric & double bass, 4 backing singers, and my guitar amp), at varying distances/degrees around an old RCA 77DX ribbon microphone to achieve the best mix for each tune as it hit the tape, how it arrived at the tape is how it stayed."

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released March 18, 2015

All songs by C.W. Stoneking

Musicians appearing on this album:
C.W. Stoneking - Singer, Electric Guitar
Vika Bull - Backing Vocals
Linda Bull - Backing Vocals
Maddy Kelly - Backing Vocals
Memphis Kelly - Backing Vocals
Andrew Scott - Double Bass, Electric Bass
Jacob Kinniburgh - Drums, Percussion
Kanchana Karunaratna - Percussion
Lucky Pereira - Percussion, Drums (track 6)

Album recorded by Alex Bennett at 'Sound Recordings Studios', Campbells Creek, VIC, Australia

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Track Name: How Long
My friends,
How do you do?
Want you listen here a minute while I sing my blues,
Nineteen hundred, seventy four,
A river o' blood laid me out upon this shore
I don't know, why I'm here,
Born with a crack o' thunder ringin' in my ears,
My heart started to jump an' I began to shout,
Stuck here wonderin' what it all about..

How long (how long)
Well, well,
How long (how long)
To that, home (how long)
Oooh,
Tell me how long that road

All thing unknown where I must tread,
All thing, but the certainty that is my dread
Many say it ain' no Heavenly home nowhere,
Up above our heads it just a hole in the air
I looked to the East, looked to the West,
A heart beat sorrowful through my breast,
Child cryin' "Daddy, what's wrong with you?"
Can't be satisfied matter what I do

How long (how long)
Well, well,
How long (how long)
To that, home (how long)
Oooh,
Tell me how long that road

Yeah!

Though trouble have dogged an' driven me crawlin',
I cleave, I cling, one old, un-dyin' soul,
Lord know I'm holdin' strong as I can hold,
I'm goin' right to that home,
How long my friend, I travail,
A lion's den, a belly of a whale
How long a pilgrim, in this land,
Death, sin, and the politic' o' man

How long (how long)
Well, well,
How long (how long)
To that, home (how long)
Oooh,
Tell me how long that road
Track Name: The Zombie
Are you ready? (yeah!)
I got a brand new dance here for you,
This one, it's called, the Zombie (Arghhh!)

W-when you hear that zombie rockin' slow,
Til the break o' dawn in the Congo,
Ain't gonna lay to rest, 'til the mornin' light,
Gonna raise some sand in the dead o' night

(To the left, to the right)
M-mama hear them mumblin' low,
(Til the dawn breakin' light)
They go shufflin', shufflin', across the floor, (ooh ooh ooh)
(In the dead of the night)
Can you hear the little children cry?
(Cryin' "Mama, mama") Watchout!
(Arghh!!) Zombie's a terrible fright
(Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh)

This old new sensation,
Nuther stone cold hit,
Comin' up out the radio,
It go so slow, it don't never quit
(ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh)
Man, you can't fight it, don't even try,
Left an' right, they's goin' in drag-step time,
This old repetition make 'em lose their mind
(ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh)
So children,
Direct your feet right way on 'long
That all infectious beat, c'mon,
Everyone you know's out in the street,
We gon' see if you can't sing along..

W-when you hear that zombie rockin' slow,
Til the break o' dawn, in the Congo,
Ain't gonna lay to rest, 'til the mornin' light,
Gon' raise some sand in the dead o' night

(To the left, to the right)
M-mama hear them mumblin' low
(Til the dawn breakin' light)
They go shufflin', shufflin', across the floor, (ooh ooh ooh)
(In the dead of the night)
Can you hear the little children cry?
(Cryin' "Mama, mama") Watchout!
(Arghh!!) Zombie's a terrible fright
(Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh)

I grown so 'fraid of the man in the street,
With a finger on the pulse, look dead on his feet,
Way he say, "All I wanna do is eat, an eat.."
(ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh)
I close my eyes,
But why can I not rest ?
Cause the fear of death that do not die,
Unsettle me where I lie,
(ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh)
That's why I bring 'em my best ol' slow-footed jump,
Here rollin' with the things in the night go bump
I wanna rid my head of all that nasty, nigglin' junk

W-when you hear this zombie rockin' slow,
Til the break o' dawn, in the Congo,
Ain't gonna lay to rest, 'til the mornin' light,
Gon' raise some sand in the dead o' night

(To the left, to the right)
M-mama hear them mumblin' low
(Til the dawn breakin' light)
They go shufflin', shufflin', across the floor, (ooh ooh ooh)
(In the dead of the night)
Can you hear the little children cry?
(Cryin' "Mama, mama") Watchout!
(Arghh!!) Zombie's a terrible fright
(Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh)
Track Name: Get On The Floor
Friends, I got a story I wanna tell ya...
Now there's some don't like, these record' playin',
There's some who'll say, "This thing all just a ruse"
Who sneer, when they hear them Jungle strains,
Claim it ain't no way, to sing the blues,
My journeyin' course, come to grief,
Wrecked on the shores of disbelief,
"This jungle man.." they say, "..he ain't the guy",
But they'll never understand a man, such as I,
tut tut tut, they's a sour bunch, those pickled plums,
Uh.. anybody know, they got no fun,
An' all their 'jibber-jabber', aint nothin' at all,
You want the goods?
Then get on the floor..

Tell 'em get on, (Tell 'em get on the floor)
Tell 'em get on, (Tell 'em get on the floor)
Tell 'em get on, (Tell 'em get on the floor)
Tell 'em get on,
Get on the floor, start to rock
(Start to rock)

I feel like shoutin', (Tell 'em get on the floor)
I feel like shoutin',(Tell 'em get on the floor)
I feel like shoutin', (Tell 'em get on the floor)
Feel like shoutin',
Get on the floor, start to rock
(Start to rock)

Rock! (Get on the floor)
Rock! (Get on the floor)
Rock! (Get on the floor)
Rock! (Get on the floor)
Rock! (Get on the floor)
Rock! (Get on the floor)
Arghhh! (Get on the floor)
(Get on the floor)

Put down that poison pen, it's time to jump,
You hear that ol' string bass, 'gin to thump,
Those primal drums, this loud guitar,
It heraldin' a sound, a olden fire,
Don't second guess me, doin my thing,
Don't underestimate, I'm the king,
An' when I begin, Uprisin', Lord o' mighty,
There goin to be a rockin' good time.
Oh,.... that's how I like it,
We gon' have a party an do it all night
An' any old bald head peepin' round the door,
Holler at 'em, "Get on the floor"

Tell 'em get on, (Tell 'em get on the floor)
Tell 'em get on, (Tell 'em get on the floor)
Tell 'em get on, (Tell 'em get on the floor)
Tell 'em get on,
Get on the floor, start to rock
(Start to rock)

I feel like shoutin', (Tell 'em get on the floor)
Get on, get on, (Tell 'em get on the floor)
Get on, get on, (Tell 'em get on the floor)
Ahh, get on,
Get on the floor, start to rock
(Oh, start to rock)

Rock! (Get on the floor)
Rock! (Get on the floor)
Rock! (Get on the floor)
Rock! (Get on the floor)
Rock! (Get on the floor)
(Get on the floor)
(Get on the floor)
Track Name: The Thing I Done
I roll like thunder,
Go, like dynamite,
All flesh and bone, I come,
Old death 'long by my side,
In from the storm,
This scornful breath about my tongue,
O' the thing I done

I took my chances,
Took what chance I got,
Lord know, my hands is tied,
This all-bindin', ancient, blood,
There flood my mind, images..
Blindin' as the sun,
O' the thing I done

Can't tell my future,
I can't tell my past,
It's only eludin' fate,
That make my journey's task,
That weigh down upon me,
Out on the run,
O' the thing I done

The band are playin',
Bathed in electrical light
But I'm all at sea, away,
Under the shade o' that dark fright,
Know an' I, never had a chance, I come,
Bound to all, I done..

You hear me singin',
Know my time ain't long,
Desirous, this song I bring,
On these un-restin' bones
Long ways from home, I stumbled,
Long, since time begun..
O' the thing I done

O' the thing I done

O' the thing I done

O' the thing I done
Track Name: Tomorrow Gon' Be Too Late
What's that you say?
Can I back again tomorrow?
Girl, that's the same old thing you told me yesterday..

I don't know what to say,
Don't know what to do,
The way you string along this poor old heart, so true,
You said that you love me,
Then leave me to hangin', round your gate,
(Whistle).. get on 'way from there dog! (Woof)
But don't say tomorrow,
Tomorrow gon' be, too late
(Tomorrow gon' be too late)

You the onliest one,
Only girl I'd ever want
But the way you do
Got me thinkin you really don't,
(I begin to wonder)
Why must you hesitate? (must you hesitate)
Don't leave me hangin' girl,
(Don't say tomorrow)
Tomorrow gon' be too late
(Tomorrow gon' be too late)

Know I seen that train a' comin, I,
Heared the whistle blow,
My mind begin to wonder,
Should I stay or should I go,
That train, that train.. (why must you hesitate)
Girl, that 2:24 is goin' round the bend..
(Don't say tomorrow)
Tomorrow gon' be too late
(Tomorrow gon' be too late)

You done promised me once,
Promised me twice,
But now all them sweet little promises, is turned to lies,
I'm so tired o' wonderin', the time must come, to tell you straight, (hesitate)
Don't say tomorrow,
Tomorrow gon' be too late
(Tomorrow gonna be too late)

Know the sun gon' rise, same, as it ever done,
But don't you call my name, mama, I'm 'on be gone
(Don't say tomorrow)
Too long, know I can't wait, (know I just can't wait)
Yeah,
(Don't say tomorrow)
Tomorrow gon' be too late
(Tomorrow gonna be too late)
Yes, yes, yes,
(Don't say tomorrow)
Tomorrow gon' be too late
(Tomorrow gonna be too late)
Track Name: Mama Got The Blues
Mama got the blues all about em,
Ain' no tellin' what, we's gonna do,
Can't stop this feelin,
It's all about to change, that's what they're sayin',
Where we gonna run to,
Mama got the blues, an what Lord,
Is we gon' do

Lord I got a bad old feelin',
Hummin' that old distant melody,
Don't see no future..
It all a' been a' buildin' up on my shoulder,
Holdin' me under,
Mama got the blues, an what Lord,
Is we gon' do

Ooh.......
Ahh......

I don't know no way around it,
Any old way I's goin' down slow,
Any old way,
We on our way on this long distant journey,
Don' know if I'm 'on get through,
Mama got the blues, an what Lord,
Is we gon' do

But it's, alright,
It's alright,
It's alright,
It's alright.....
Track Name: Goin' Back South
Now the last thing I remember,
I was ridin' a V8 car,
Leaned out the window,
To grab me a breath of air,
I heard a screech o' tyre,
And there shined a bright light,
Next thing, I was 'way in Heaven,
Dressed all in white,
I don't know why,
But here I am,
They told me,
I'm a do-right man
And said, "Go forth and live, like a Latter-Day.."
But I don't belong here,
An' Lord know, I can't stay

I'm goin back South,
I'm goin back South,
I'm goin back South,
Goin back to my home,

Lord I got lots unfinished business,
Back home waitin' for me,
Got a wife, an four little children,
Mourn for my company,
So what's it all about,
You shuttin' me 'way like that?
Can't you see I got place I got to be,
An' please, send me back
I ain' never 'on be,
Fit for no starry crown,
All of my yesterday's plans,
Is laid on that ol' borrowed ground,
But if you's seein' fit anyway,
Make up my dyin' bed,
Give me six cold feet of earth an' clay,
To rest this lonesome head

I'm goin back South,
I'm goin back South,
I'm goin back South,
Goin back to my home,
Track Name: The Jungle Swing
Hey..
Down in the jungle, It's wild an' rough,
You never gon' make it you ain't devil-hearted tough,
Tough, rough, born to fight,
Now we gon' rip it up out by the drums late at night,

Doin the Jungle Swing,
Mmm Hmm,
The Jungle Swing, yeah,
Doin the Jungle Swing,
We don't worry what tomorrow gon' bring

This ol' Jungle Swing boys, it bout ready to bust loose,
Ain't heard nuthin bout it? I'm 'on tell ya the news,
The news I'm bringin', It are solid Jack,
You hearin' it from the man started long time back

Doin the Jungle Swing
Mm, Hm,
The Jungle Swing,
Doin the Jungle Swing,
Don't worry what tomorrow gon' bring

Ain't no use you tellin me it a sin an a shame,
Man, til I get to Hell I don't want'cha call my name,
Get on out the floor and show you got what it take,
Shake it all over, but dont'cha break your neck,

Do the Jungle Swing, do it,
Yeah,
Do the Jungle Swing,
Don't worry what tomorrow gon' bring

Oh, here it come..

(the Jungle Swing)
(the Jungle Swing)
(the Jungle Swing)
(the Jungle Swing)
(the Jungle Swing)
(the Jungle Swing)

What's that new hit record.. (the Jungle Swing)
..They're playin' on the radio? (the Jungle Swing)
Oh, why's them girls dancin' that way? (the Jungle Swing)
Hey, Hey, Hey! (the Jungle Swing)
What's that little song got all the children hoppin' on their feet? (the jungle swing)
Oh, don't tell me! (the Jungle Swing)

I got a wife who love me, and a girlfrien' too,
Both say the Jungle Swing, it the thing to do,
When I'm playin' on my guitar, women call my name,
They way they fallin' for me got 'em goin' insane

Bout the Jungle swing,
The Jungle Swing, Yeah
They do the Jungle Swing,
We don't worry what tomorrow gon' bring

Do it, Do it, Do it, Do it, Look a' here....

(the Jungle Swing)
(the Jungle Swing)
(the Jungle Swing)
(the Jungle Swing)
(the Jungle Swing)
(the Jungle Swing)

Yeah, yeah, yeah!!

(the Jungle Swing)
(the Jungle Swing)
(the Jungle Swing)
(the Jungle Swing)
(the Jungle Swing)
Track Name: Good Luck Charm
I got a good luck charm..

I got a good, a good luck charm,
Take everywhere I go,
I got a good luck charm,
Take everywhere I go,

Wherever road may lead,
This old valley deep,
I'm a' hold an' keep,
It close to me..
Guitar playin',
I'm a' be singin', naturally,
About that, (good luck charm)
That I bring,
Bring with me

Know, I was born,
Wield, this golden sound,
Led me out on,
Out on the road I'm bound,
An anywhere I go,
I know I'm beholden, yessiree,
To that, (good luck charm)
That I bring,
Bring with me

Hear you put me down,
But I, I don't care,
Know I'm 'on be found, singin',
Out in the world, somewhere,
Singin' the high an' low,
No trouble have undone my belief,
Well, I got a, (good luck charm),
That I bring,
Bring with me

No head an' tails,
No, no, no,
Ain't no horseshoe nailed,
Nailed up above my door,
Ain't no four leaf clover,
No rabbit foot are hangin, from my key,
Ain't nuthin like it,
Nuthin,
Tell 'em 'bout that rain gon' fall..

The rain come fallin',
Wind gon' blow,
I hear a voice callin'
It's soft and low,
I'm a' listenin' close,
I'm a' tell so all, will see,
About a, (good luck charm),
That I bring,
Bring with me

The rain come fallin',
Wind gon' blow,
I may be out in the storm,
Travelin' out on my own,
But a' I'm alright,
Can't you see,
I got a good luck charm,
That I bring,
Bring with me,
Yes, I got a (good luck charm),
Good luck charm, I bring with me,
Track Name: I'm the Jungle Man
Boom-baba, boom-baba, Boom ba-boom, ba-boom,
Whoa, oh-oh, umm-umm-umm-umm-umm-umm,
Boom-baba, boom-baba, Boom ba-boom, ba-boom,
Yeah, oh-oh, I'm a Jungle Man,
Yeah'm a Jungle Man

I been out in the jungle,
Fightin' with a lion,
You may heard my records,
Lord they're playin' 'em all the time
(Down where the drums go boom, baba-boom, baba-boom, mm-mm,)
Anybody see me, sure bout to meet their doom
Cause I'm, the Jungle Man,
(He's the Jungle Man)

It's three thousand miles,
Past the river's edge is my home,
Deep back where the shadows dwell,
Down a trail of bones,
(Out where the drums go boom, baba-boom, baba-boom, mm-mm,)
Anybody see me, sure bout to meet their doom,
Cause I'm, the Jungle Man,
(He's the Jungle Man)

Don't tread here in this jungle,
If you isn't 'pared to die,
I'll break you bold pretenders,
What ambition lure you out..
(Down where the drums go boom, baba-boom, baba-boom, mm-mm,)
Let's take 'em on down the jungle..
(Anybody see him, sure bout to meet their doom)
Cause I'm, the Jungle Man
(He's the Jungle Man)

(bird noises)

Whoa - oh -oh-oh, Oooh, oah
Whoa -oh-oh-oh, Oooh, oah
Ooooh....

I makes my records,
In a one roomed jungle shack,
Seeking olden vision,
Carve a trail into the black
(Down where the drums go boom, baba-boom, baba-boom..)
Anybody see me, sure bout to meet their doom,
Cause I'm, the Jungle Man

Look out! Look out! Look out ! Look out!

.. "the footprint's indicate he was seven feet tall"..

I-I'm, the Jungle man (He's the Jungle Man)
I'm the jungle man, (He's the Jungle Man)
I'm the jungle man (He's the Jungle Man)
Track Name: On a Desert Isle
I drifted in the Doldrums, almost dead,
A weedy, watery, trail,
With a useless rag, hangin above my head,
Not a breath o' breeze to fill my sail,
Then liftin' up my spyglass, ol' Buckley's hope,
I seen somethin' o'er the waves,
I throwed my things,
I left my boat,
And swam out on my way..

On a Desert Isle,
Here I sing, oh-de-lee-ee-oh-de-lay-ee,
Soft an' sweet
Got no shirt or shoes upon my feet,
Out in the middle of an o-o-ocean,
Doin' my thing,
I'm happy just to dream, and sing,
Out livin' like a marabout king,
Out on a Desert Isle

The shadin' palm trees bend an' sway,
The fish swim 'bout my feet,
And a breeze blowin' soft 'pon the cordgrass play,
A lazy old melody, cool an' sweet,
As the sun goes sinkin' in a painted sky,
My eye's on a pool of light,
Where the stars cast a twinklin' veil on high,
Where I sleep out everynight...

One mornin' the silence broke,
As beset by a sea high-horned in waves I awoke,
To find no remnants of that paradise,
What laid about me, were a changed, unfriendly land,
From beyond the compass' reach,
I sings this song of water an' dune,
Of wonders strange,
Out of the gloom, there came a sound like cryin' in the night,
My blue ruined eyes I thought lied,
A woman draggin' up, out of that squawlin' tide..

On a desert isle,
Oh-de-lee-oh-oh-de-lay-ee, tired an' beat,
Writin' help, in letters fifteen feet,
Out on the beach, beside an o-o-ocean,
Woe is me, a cryin baby bouncin' on my knee,
In a little grass shack built for three,
Out on a Desert Isle.
Track Name: We Gon' Boogaloo
Well, the jukebox was rockin,
Playin', a slammin' old tune,
I was dancin' with my baby,
Late in the afternoon,
When a rhythm take a' hold of me
right way in my shoe,
It was a rockin' little record,
My baby called it a boogaloo,
(Boogaloo, boogaloo)
Mm!
That stuff all over town,
You hear 'em playin it on their car radio,
With the top rolled down,
Yeah an I sing it all the way back home,
When the workin' day is done,
This weekend me and my baby,
Goin out and have some fun,

We gon' boogaloo, (boogaloo)
ooh ooh ooh ooh,
Don't ever, never say we're through, (boogaloo)
We gon boogaloo
(Boogaloo, boogaloo)

Uh huh, yeah! That's what my baby sayed,
So I go down the local record barn,
After I get paid,
Take the money out my pocket,
The world can't do me no harm,
Walkin to my baby's house house,
A 45 record under my arm,
You know my baby dont'cha? (Yeah!)
Ah boys, she come to the door that day,
Said, "What's that thing you got there?
I wanna hear that record play"
I throw my coat down on her dresser,
My baby kickin' off her shoes,
Put the needle on the record,
Mama, and we doin that boogaloo,

We gon' boogaloo, (boogaloo)
Oh oh oh oh,
Don't ever, never say we're through, (boogaloo)
We gon boogaloo,
We gon' boogaloo, (boogaloo)
Oh oh oh oh,
Don't ever, never say we're through, (boogaloo)
We gon, boogie, boogie..
Whoa...
Boogaloo!
Whoa, boogaloo!
Whoa, boogaloo!
Whoa, hey, hey, hey....