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CHESTER LP

by Those Boys Cassidy

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1.
You don't need to bring much, a guitar and a bottle of booze I said all your friends will be there, so come on boys it's time to get loose No the train’s not on fire, pay no attention to all the smoke Just take a couple deep breaths, there's no line so take more then one toke Wooo Wooo Hear the train a comin’ Oh I don't know, but I was told This train’s a headed westbound, and we're goin’ for broke You see I'm too scared to sleep, I don't wanna miss a thing Let Jerry's guitar weep, while Rick and Janis sing Wooo Wooo Hear the train a comin’ No more coal on the fire, and the booze is all dried up We can't get any higher, and the train is soon to stop Cuz it's the end of the line, someone call Casey Jones We need a lil more time, no one wants to go home
2.
Won't you gimme a kiss with those wine stained lips, I wanna taste your cheap cigarettes The smell of your perfume goes right to my head, your eyes so blue mine blood shot red The way that you walk it really moves me, sendin’ shivers right through me I wanted to party but got you instead, your eyes so blue mine blood shot red Well lawdy mamma you gotta undertstand, that it's been years since I got so outta hand You‘re bringing back what might have been dead, your eyes so blue mine blood shot red I'll sing you my heart if you promise to dance, I'll try to keep in time with my hands I'm lettin’ this feeling go right to my head, your eyes so blue mine blood shot red
3.
Fever 03:50
Feeling strange kinda loose and wild, wanna hoot and holler like I was a child My woman left me out in the cold, maybe it's a fever I cannot know I cannot know please don't tell me, if I've got a fever, if I've got a disease I cannot know what’s bothering me, if I've got a fever, if I've got a disease Can't go to no doctor can't see no shrink, money in my pocket’s worth more then what they think I'd rather buy some whiskey and hit the road, maybe it's a fever I cannot know I cannot know Lord what they'd find, If I've got a fever, if I'm losing my mind I cannot know Lord what they'd find, If I've got a fever, if I'd lost my mind Mind’s always racing I can't be shy, folks said I was crazy my whole damn life Maybe I'm wild and out of control, maybe it's a fever I cannot know I cannot know please don't tell me, If I’ve got a fever, if I've got a disease I cannot know what's bothering me, If I’ve got a fever, if I've gone crazy
4.
You and me and the Devil makes three, riding this southbound freight and feelin’ free We don't look back, not even a glance Leave it to lady luck and her brother chance Chorus: We're gonna ride this train, as far as it goes Our path will change, with the tracks below We're gonna ride this train, till the very end Through heaven's gates, if they let us in Follow these rails, till death do us part Along the dusty trail, through your old heart We're nowhere bound, headed for home Through an ol’ ghost town, that I've never known (Chorus) Our fate lies in the weary hands, and the tired eyes of the old switchman So hold me tight, just around this bend For one last night, that will never end (Chorus)
5.
I ain't exactly been in Heaven's good books Since the Devil blessed me with his rugged good looks Made in his image and making it look good I charm the innocent a bit more than I should Cause when it gets down to it, Only a few can do it The rest just trail behind I'm a country picker, Fed on corn-mash liquor And Lord knows I am one of a kind Now I'm blood-drunk and hell-bent, I've done things I know I should regret But I'm out on top and I'm out ahead, And if I ain't livin’ hard I'm better off dead Cause when it gets down to it, Only a few can do it The rest just trail behind I'm a country picker, Fed on corn-mash liquor And I'm just trying to buy some time Nights like these ain't for the timid, Cocaine, fighting, and drunk lonely women Whiskey lullabies and red stinging eyes, Done got me thinkin’ about my .45 Cause when it gets down to it, Only a few can do it The rest just trail behind I'm a country picker, Fed on corn-mash liquor And mama said my 2 step will blow your mind
6.
Losing Game 04:58
There’s no winter to kill me now No more summer to warm this face Ain’t got no woman to hold me down There’s no mother to save my grace Well I'm sorry miss but I gotta go, he's calling out my name It's hard to tell a friend from foe when all y'all act the same My steel was raw but iron true, I could taste his fear in the air I pleaded boy I don't want to kill you, not over a queen and pair Chorus: It's a losing game, It's a losing game The look in his eyes said I don’t want this, his fingers tell no lies I hope he gave his momma a kiss, for today is the day he dies Maybe he had his hat too tight to think that I could cheat The path he's on bound for the light, wound up at my feet (Chorus) As I squeezed the trigger my body went cold, and he cried of innocence I robbed that young boy of his soul for a game worth 30 cents As the smoke rose from my barrel, the skies from blue to black The cold I felt wasn't peril, but a bullet in my back (Chorus)x2
7.
Hurricane 04:13
I was born in a West Virginia coal strike, Harold Caine the Second is my name I was raised in a catch penny shanty town, till I was old enough to catch that train You see my father said don't let no one stand in your way, of getting what you have earned A man has got a right to his pay, you've got to give those people what they deserve So I got off that train in the first place I saw with a bank and a westward train I ran into the bank with my Pa's gun drawn, and left so fast that's why they call me the Hurricane Chorus: Hurricane, ride that train and keep movin’ oh so fast Rob the rich man, put it back in the good hands of the working man at last Well it wasn't too long till I was past Dixie, I hit every bank along the way In every small town the people said they would miss me, like they'd miss their hard earned pay Papers went crazy callin’ me an American Robin Hood on amphetamine The only reason I move so fast is if I slow down now this train is bound to be my last (Chrous) In all of my work I never hurt nobody, no one ever seemed to stand in my way I think deep down all those people loved me, and seeing a dog have his day Everybody except ol’ Johnny Law, those cowards never seem to tire I know every man has got a job, but they should know that they are playin’ with fire (Chorus) x2
8.
Contracted 04:03
There was a time when these hands held more than guns A time when they'd shake your hand or wave hello to anyone But now it seems it's too hard to keep 'em clean God knows I've tried everything There's blood in my wallet, on them dollar bills that pay for the booze, the drugs, and the thrills Chorus: It's not an honest way of living But a living nonetheless And for that, I'll do my best But if they catch me or if I pass on Please put these guns to better use and try To get along There comes a time when every man must make a choice Define what's right or wrong To use your might and not your voice But lately I've seen that my choices were bad for me They cost friends and family There's blood in the ink that signed my soul away and washed it all down the sink (Chorus)
9.
Swamp Livin' 05:11
Mr. Alligator, where have you gone? Well I'm creepin on a critter, that I can snack on Mr. Alligator, how do you get your thrills? From lurkin’ in the water, log like still I can smell you from a hundred yards away, and I know just how you’re gonna taste Please Mr. Alligator don't eat me today It's too late, I'm already on the way Chorus: Where the swamp grows, nobody goes Where the swamp grows, I call my home There's nothing you can do to get me closer to you There's nothing you can say to make me change my ways Before you know, I'll take a big ol’ bite outta you I think it's time for a great escape (Chorus)

credits

released May 4, 2013

All songs performed by Those Boys Cassidy

Win Cassidy - guitar/banjo/harmonica/vocals
Jesco Cassidy - keyboards/vocals
Buck Cassidy - guitar/banjo/vocals
Blue Cassidy - bass guitar
Rye Cassidy - drumkit/percussion/vocals
Tarah Cassidy - percussion/vocal

Festival Express written by Jesco & Buck Cassidy
Nowhere Bound written by Jesco Cassidy & Mark “Boots” Graham
Losing Game & Swamp Livin’ written by Jesco Cassidy
One of a Kind & Contracted written by Win Cassidy
Blood Shot Red, Fever & Hurricane written by Mark “Boots” Graham
Special guest trainwhistle on Festival Express played by Sheamus Hanrahan
Additional background vocals on Contracted by Mark “Boots” Graham

Recorded/Produced/Mixed/Mastered by Jesco Cassidy & Konrad Czaplak
Recorded by Sound Freqs @ Profile Studios & Chester St. Vancouver, BC 2012-2013
Composite Photographs & Layout by Rye Cassidy

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Those Boys Cassidy Vancouver, British Columbia

Those Boys Cassidy is a six member country rock band based in Vancouver, BC. Featuring multiple song writers, their debut album "Chester" highlights the various lead vocalists and a mixture of influences from country, rock and roll to folk and blues.

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