Last Train To Hooterville

by Johnny V

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A 10 song sampler from previous releases by Johnny V (1993 - 2005). Compiled for friends of Little V Mills to enjoy, and of course anyone else that likes what they hear. Enjoy..

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released June 19, 2012

All songs written, and arranged by Johnny V (J.A. Mills SOCAN).

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Johnny V Band Colchester, Ontario

Juno Award winner many consider "The True Heavyweight Champion of the Great Blues North". 2009 inducted into CANADIAN BLUES HALL OF FAME. 2009 Calgary Blues Music Association "Blues Guitarist of the Year". Real Blues Magazine Best Canadian Slide Guitarist 1995, '96 & '97. 1998 Maple Blues Awards nominee "Best Blues Guitarist" & "Entertainer of the Year" & 2005 nominee "Guitarist of the Year". ... more

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Track Name: The Return Of Richard's Biscuit
The Return Of Richard’s Biscuit - J. A. Mills (SOCAN)

Well------------ll
I feel
I feel so good,
I got to boogie,
‘Till the break of day

Verse 1

Gonna do a little boogie,
For a guy I knew
A mighty man
Known as Richard Newell

He did the Boogie,
and when Richard did the boogie, he didn’t do no ordinary boogie
He did the vibratin’, pulsatin’, oscillatin’, agitatin’, circulatin’, gyratin’, palpitatin’, leg breakin’ hip-shakin’ back bacon boogie ‘till the break a day

Verse 2

He tore the playhouse down,
did the boogie walk too
A little barefoot rock,
and got down on the blues

Do the Boogie
The vibratin’, pulsatin’, oscillatin’, agitatin’, circulatin’, gyratin’, palpitatin’, leg breakin’ hip-shakin’ back bacon boogie ‘till the break a day


I tell you people the first time I pulled into the driveway at East 25th street the front door opened and there stood the mighty King Biscuit Boy with a toasted fried egg sandwich in one hand and a harmonica in the other. He said come on in here Johnny and let me have a look at you. As I stepped inside his house Richard raised his arms, and started shakin’ his hands while he sang along with the stereo “You got the boogie disease son, a penicillin shot can’t help you, you might get better but you’ll never get well”. Why it was none other than the good doctor talking, the one and only Dr. Isaiah Ross singing “Boogie Disease”, “Chicago Breakdown”, Memphis Boogie”, “Polly Put The Kettle On” I was so inspired I went and got my guitar out of the truck, and we started jamming along with the good doctor’s record like this here.


Man this doctor’s boogie is hayseed deluxe, I closed my eyes and swore I saw chickens in the barnyard doing the peck and cluck, it felt so good I could of played that boogie all day, but Richard turned to me and said “Johnny there’s all kinds of boogie to hear, and plenty more boogie to play, so take two aspirins and send the doctor on his way. ”


Verse 3

Gonna boogie for the doctor
Boogie for the nurse
Gonna keep on boogiein’
‘till they roll me in a hearse

Boogie, let’s boogie awhile

Do the vibratin’, pulsatin’, oscillatin’, agitatin’, circulatin’, gyratin’, palpitatin’, leg breakin’ hip-shakin’ back bacon, bald-head rhumba boogie ‘till the break of day


Right about that time Richard put on some John Lee Hooker recordings from 1948 in Detroit City and as we listened to John Lee’s “Original Boogie”, “The Henry Swing Club”, “Boogie Chillun”, and my feet started movin’, my body started groovin’ to one man and one guitar making more boogie than a 12 piece band. I do believe I’ll play a little John Lee and try to reenact the moment for you all.

Hey it’s the House Rent Boogie ...

A nickle is a nickle, a dime is a dime
A house full of children, now one of them’s mine
You got to bundle up and go

Mama killed a chicken, thought it was a duck
Put it on the table, with it’s legs stickin’ up
You got to bundle up and go

The little red rooster and the little red hen
met at the barn about half past ten
Bundle up and go
Let’s do the boogie

About the same year John Lee recorded Boogie Chillun there was a guy named Arthur “Guitar Boogie” Smith that recorded the “Guitar Boogie”.. Just about every guitar player since then has been playing a version of it and here’s mine...

That’s the story of how I learned to boogie from Richard Newell known as The King Biscuit Boy from Hamilton
Track Name: I Ain't Gonna Dust My Broom Again
I Ain’t Gonna Dust My Broom Again (J.A. Mills - SOCAN)

1st Verse
I used to get up in the morning, all alone and dust my broom
I used to get up in the morning, all alone and dust my broom
Until the clean up woman showed me how to sweep the room

2nd Verse
She cooked up a snack back at her snack
Washed my clothes and hung them on a rack
Filled up the tub and my back got scrubbed
Then she dried my body and gave me a rub
But when she grabbed my hand and said “Come on man”
It was right through the bedroom door
I heard her nightgown just hit the floor
I’m her rooster and she’s my hen
and I ain’t gonna dust my broom again

1st Solo

3rd Verse
Now Robert Johnson wrote Dust My Broom
But he was just hurtin’ with the roosters blues
Until he got a hen to come and make it right
Then eggs got laid in the house that night
As sure as five and five makes ten
I ain’t gonna dust my broom again
It don’t matter if I’m rich or poor
I ain’t gonna dust my broom no more

2nd Solo - (Ad Lib vocal in middle of 2nd Solo)
Shake your money maker baby
When you shake it I can’t take it

Tags
I ain’t gonna dust my broom no more
I ain’t gonna dust my broom no more
I’m her rooster and she’s my hen and I ain’t gonna dust my broom again
I ain’t gonna dust my broom no more
I ain’t gonna dust my broom no more
As sure as five and five makes ten I ain’t gonna dust my broom again
I made that gal my wife and friend and I ain’t gonna dust my broom again
I’m her rooster and she’s my hen and I ain’t gonna dust my broom again
Track Name: Got To Get Back To My Squeeze
I’ve Got To Get Back To My Squeeze (J.A. Mills - SOCAN)

1st Verse

I’m out here on the road, but honey I’m coming home
Long distance love an the telephone, just don’t cut it no more
You see I’m missin’, all the hugs and kissin
Baby you know it’s you, I’ve got to get back to my squeeze
She loves to tease and please
She’s a one of a kind girl, a real star attraction
I get a feelin’ of real satisfaction, from my squeeze

Solo

2nd Verse

I play from town to town, layin’ my blues down
Six months on this old highway, and I just can’t take it no more
I’ve got to get back to your lovin’ hold
I’ve been away so long, I’m startin’ to get cold
From the lack of love, it’s your touch I’m dreamin’ of
When I hold you close there’s a positive reaction,
I get a feelin’ of real satisfaction, from my squeeze
She knocks me to my knees

Modulation

Tags Out
Step back, and get yourself back on track
I’ve been gone much too long
Step back, and get yourself back on track
I’m tired of wakin’ up all alone
Step back, and get yourself back on track
Honey I’m comin’ home
Step back, and get yourself back on track
Track Name: Suicide Bomber Blues
Suicide Bomber Blues (J. A. Mills-SOCAN)

Verse 1
Osama, Osama, don’t drop no suicide bomber on me
I’m just a working man, tryin’ the best I can, to raise my family
You put Islam under suspicion by exploiting Allah’s wisdom, to spread hate and deceit

Verse 2
There’s been tacit manipulation, in the soul of civilization, since the dawn of history
With more laws and rules to break, it gets easier to take control of you and me
Be it politics, or religion, you’ll always find some tactician, scripting the scene
(adLib: yea, the haves and the have nots)

Verse 3
There’s no shortage of contenders, trying to get us to surrender on bended knees
How much blood’s been spilled, how many must be killed before we live in peace and harmony
It was innocent children, mothers and fathers, murdered by those suicide bombers and that’s a painfull reality

Slide Solo

Verse 4
When you live in those ivory towers, smoking on the pipe of power, it plants intoxicating seeds
The remnants we leave our descendants, validates our acceptance of lust and greed
Some say great leader, others say bottom feeder, based on the propaganda you chose to belief

Fade (vamping signature riff )

Osama, don’t drop no suicide bomber on me
Track Name: Living On The Outside
Living On The Outside (J. A. Mills)

Verse 1
I’m on the outside, looking in
A good man going bad, drinking from the rivers of sin
Haunted by the things I’ve done and what I might become
Oh, living on the outside, Lord, looking in

Verse 2
Ridin’ shotgun in the shadows, lives the man I use to be
Seduced by pleasures, that stripped me of my dignity
Stone-blind, fooling myself, can’t blame nobody else
Oh Lord, living on the outside, looking in

Verse 3
My woman’s at home, the children are warm and safe
She’s curled up in bed, wiping tears from her face
Tired of being my crutch, Lord I miss her lovin’ touch
Living on the outside, lookin’ in

Solo

Verse 4
Wounded and shaken, tormented by my dreams
Oh, the man in the mirror, silently screams
For an answer to a prayer, so tired of playing soltaire
Oh Lord, living on the outside

vamp out on intro riff

I don’t want to be on the outside, looking in
People I’m living on the outside
One day the sun’s gonna shine, Shine down on me and mine
Brighter days will surely come, everybody else is having fun,
I’m on the outside, Lookin’ in
Track Name: I'm Crying
I’m Cryin’ (J.A. Mills and R.A. Newell - SOCAN)

1st Verse

Oh, I’m Cryin’
Oh, I’m Cryin’
All the boys and girls
Livin’ in this great big world
Ain’t got no shoes on their feet
Ain’t got nothin’ to eat
Ain’t got no place to sleep
Livin’ out in the street
Lord it makes me want to weep

2nd Verse

Oh, I’m Cryin’
Oh, I’m Cryin’
It’s a hard reality
Livin’ in poverty
In the land of the liberty
Pollyanna looks to you and me
For a helping hand, not charity
No one there to hear her pleas
Lord it makes me want to scream

Solo

during the modulation 2 part back-up vocals sing

Ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh
Track Name: Let The Door Hit You
Let The Door Hit You Baby (J.A. Mills and R.A. Newell - SOCAN)

1st Verse
Your friends told me all about your no good intentions
and your mama told me too, but I didn’t pay attention
Until a man called horse started to sing
Honey you left the cake out in the rain
Let the door hit you baby
Where the dog bit you baby
Let the door hit you baby
That’s it, we gotta split

2nd Verse
I gave you my heart and you stopped it pumpin’
If you were a man, baby, I’d give you a good thumpin’
You say you’re from Venus, I say you’re from hell
I never met a woman who could torment that well
Let the door hit you baby
Where the dog bit you baby
Let the door hit you baby
That’s it, we gotta split

Solo

3rd Verse
Living with you has been just like a dream
You’re a nightmare come true complete with the screams
Pack up your things, and don’t make no fuss
This house ain’t big enough for the two of us
Let the door hit you baby
Where the dog bit you baby
Let the door hit you baby
That’s it, we gotta split
Track Name: Wrapped Around Your Finger
Wrapped Around Your Finger (J.A. Mills and R.A. Newell - SOCAN)

The worst hurt comes when you finally realise It’s the end
Now here I stand a broken man, Wrapped around your finger just the same

1st verse
I was flyin’ down to Mexico, the day that I lost you
Then the airline lost my luggage, and I got robbed in Vera Cruz
The worst hurt comes when you finally realise It’s the end
Now here I stand a broken man, Wrapped around your finger just the same

2nd verse
You know I went around the world trying to find a replacement
I searched the four corners all the way from the penthouse to the basement
The worst hurt comes when you finally realise It’s the end
Now here I stand a broken man, Wrapped around your finger just the same

Solo

3rd verse
You know I gave my situation, a thorough examination
And in my final dissertation, I just can’t stand this separation
The worst hurt comes when you finally realise It’s the end
Now here I stand a broken man, Wrapped around your finger just the same

Tag
Now here I stand a broken man, Wrapped around your finger just the same
Now here I stand a broken man, Wrapped around your finger just the same
Track Name: Missin' The Flu
Missin’ The Flu (J.A. Mills - SOCAN)

1st Verse
I rolled into town late last night, and got busted by the heat
I got a $50 fine for the bottle of wine, you left tucked under my back seat
When I got home I saw that you were gone, and so was my money and luck
You took the rod and reel I had stashed in the back of my Chevy pick up truck
It was right about then that I wanted to cry, but it wasn’t tears for you,
I got soap in my eyes while washin’ my hair ‘cause you took all the damn shampoo
Do you miss havin’ the flu, honey that’s how I’m missin’ you
And if your phone ain’t ringin’ that’s fine, that’ll be me, on the end of your line

Well I heard from a friend of a friend of mine that ya’ll went back to T.O.
I had a good laugh at the thought of that, ‘cause that’s one place you hate to go
I ain’t mad ‘cause you up and left, I really didn’t want you to stay
Swappin’ that rod and reel for some peace and quiet,
was the best deal I made all day
Do you miss havin’ the flu, honey that’s how I’m missin’ you
And if your phone ain’t ringin’ that’s fine, that’ll be me, on the end of your line
Yea honey if your phone ain’t ringin’, that’ll be me callin’

Solo

Tag out
Do you miss havin’ the flu, honey that’s how I’m missin’ you
And if your phone ain’t ringin’ that’s fine, that’ll be me, on the end of your line