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Johnny Hilton 1978 Vinyl

by Johnny Hilton

An eclectic blend of Southern Country Rock featuring all original tunes written in the mid 70's and recorded in 1978. Proceeds from the sale of this CD will be donated to the CART fund for Alzheimer's research. More information is at www.cartfund.org
Genre: Rock: Country-Rock
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  Song Share Time Download
1. Lexington County
3:21 album only
2. Hoe Cake
3:52 album only
3. Willis and Janis
4:54 album only
clip
4. Question Is
7:54 album only
5. South Country Boy
3:47 album only
6. One Week Gone
4:40 album only
7. Closer
4:02 album only
8. Hometown Feeling
4:46 album only
9. Like the Children
2:49 album only

ABOUT THIS ALBUM


Album Notes
If you can relate to music from the south during the height of the southern rock renaissance, or to a southern singer songwriter then you’ll connect with this collection of songs.

These are melodies and lyrics rooted in the small towns and farm land of the rural south, blossoming in Columbia, SC during the 1970’s. An eclectic blend of rhythm and blues and country rock, it is a classic example of the southern music, passionate and cerebral, born during that era.

Proceeds from the sale of this CD will be donated to the CART fund for Alzheimer's research. For more information go to www.cartfund.org

Below is a peek inside each of the nine tracks included on this CD.

1. Lexington County: A soulful ballad baring the feelings of young man confused about his future, seeking refuge and reassurance from his lover and his love of the outdoors. Background vocals by the “Nappy Choir” give this tune cathedral acoustics.

2. Hoe Cake: The story of growing up on a farm with loving parents, wrapped in a little country ditty complete with banjo and hand clapping.

3. Willis and Janice: A love song sharing the hopes and dreams of a young couple as they embark on their new journey as husband and wife. Country twang winds up with a little jazzy swing at the end.

4. Questions is: There are several movements in this suite, which include a beautiful piano “soliloquy”; encouragement from one drinking buddy to another; a Monday morning ; a subtle lovers triangle; and finally some hot instrumental work during a driving closing vamp.

5. South Country Boy: Reconnecting with one’s inner self during a weekend at a rustic cabin secluded in the woods, featuring some nice acoustic and steel guitar counterpoint.

6. One Week Gone: Finding “the one” can be a confusing and hurtful experience. Haunting female harmonies and mandolin make for a melancholy ambiance.

7. Closer: An optimistic view of the future shared with good friends. The chorus has a little Rhythm and Blues shuffle, accentuated with some “beachy” horn riffs, that make you want to get up and Shag.

8. Hometown Feeling: A conversation with and about the folks back home with promises made and kept, showcasing a pumping bass and some fiery electric and steel guitar.

9. Like the Children: Pensive moments of reflection and philosophical musings about life. A simple and uncluttered tune, the writer accompanies himself on piano.

Album Liner Notes
Players
Acoustic Guitar – Johnny Hilton
Bass – Jay Trapp*
Percussion – Steve Klinck*
Flute – Bob Fowler*
Guitars – Jimmy Corbett*, Robert Moore
Drums- George Stallings*
Pedal Steel – Wynn Walk
Piano – Steve White, Cleve Edwards,*Johnny Hilton
Banjo – Tommy Richards
Synthesyzer / Organ – Cleve Edwards
Harmonica- Steve McGowan
Mandolin – Danny Lane
Horns – Rick Paulus, Todd Logan, Tom Ross
Background Vocals – The Nappy Choir*, Rob Crosby, Susan Urquia Corbett,
Johnny Hilton, Margie McCrory Hicks, Freddie Richardson, Adelle Foster
Hand Claps – Jimmy Beauston, Tommy Richards, Pauletta and Tim McKeever
Engineers – Cleve Edwards, John Gelinas, Jack Barnette, Bob Curlee
Remix – Bob Curlee
Mastered – Woodland Sound Studio, Nashville
Re-Mastered – Shoe Box Sound Studio – Eddie Hebert
Photography – Wilson Baker, and others unknown
Art Design – Tim McKeever
For her courage – W.B.
For the favor – Don Hyatt , Old Side
All Songs by Johnny Hilton
Question Is and Hoe Cake ℗ 1977, 2015 Quiet Place Music BMI
All others ℗ 1978, 2015 Quiet Place Music BMI
Thanks to Eddie Hebert and Frank Edwards for making this CD happen

Special thanks to "Sista", Tricia Hilton Limoges, for all her love and support
and Neal Limoges for his technical expertise.

Dedicated to John and Margaret

Proceeds from the sale of this CD will be donated to the CART Fund for Alzheimer’s research. For more information go to www.cartfund.org

Song Lyrics

Lexington County

Woke up this morning feeling bad and kinda crazy
Tried to tell ‘em how I felt but no one could know
Your family tells you do one things
And your heart tells you another
I’m alone and standing in the rain
I think it’s time to go
Where the tree’s can talk to me and they tell me they know
And a girl who shows me where and she calls me her lover
Yeah she calls me her love

Big black dogs and crossing logs
They’ll tell you where your kids are
Money tree’s and honey bee’s
They’ll tell you where your hearts are
Childhood dreams and grown up schemes
All here and part of tomorrow
Please look at me and tell me that
I won’t bring you no more sorrow
‘Cause now we’re running out of space,
I swear the feeling is moving
To something else, it don’t take long
To make me forget
When the tree’s can talk to me and they tell me they know
And a girl who shows me where and she calls me her lover
Yeah she calls me her love


Hoe Cake

I want to sing you all a story ‘bout the place that grew my mind
It’ll give you just a little peek inside
Quilt on my bed and like I said, that rich dirt was my pride
But I had to leave it just to say I tried
I’m happy for today, tomorrow’s blind

To see me now you won’t believe that I was once a child
Just a’rocking on my handsome daddy’s knee
A pitcher pump and a lighter stump and a mule named Dora Lee
They can’t mean the things to you that they do to me
Ain’t a West bound plane a curiosity

'Cause we had Hoe Cake in the Kitchen, Lawd
And pea vine hay outside
And a dog or two, they loved to auto-ride
And all I ever had to do was to work off half my hide
But you know they loved me even when I cried
Yea, you know they loved me even when I cried

Sat’day ev’nin swimming Moma stops to watch the fun
You better look out chil’in that river sho’ can run
When I think o’ how they raised me, it makes me proud to be their son
I can step back now and look at things they’ve done
I hope the best part of their lives has just begun

‘Cause we had Hoe Cake in the Kitchen, Lawd
And pea vine hay outside
And a dog or two, they loved to auto-ride
And all I ever had to do was to work off half my hide
But you know they loved me even when I cried
Yea, you know they loved me even when I cried


Willis and Janice

Walk in and tell me how you’re feeling
It’s been a week since we begun
Your Daddy thinks I’m kind of lazy
But Lord knows work just ain’t no fun

Oh how I love you
When your hair is hanging long
Some folks think that we’re crazy
We’ll just have to prove ‘em
We’ll just have to prove ‘em wrong

You know your wedding sure was pretty
With all the flowers and all the songs
But all those fancy things have gone now
You just got love to help you along

Oh how I love you
When your hair is hanging long
Some folks think that we’re crazy
We’ll just have to prove ‘em
We’ll just have to prove ‘em wrong

Now nothing in my life is certain
Tomorrow night you could be gone
But now your bright blue eyes are shining
I’ll worry ’bout your leaving later on

And when our youth has grown in wisdom
And the things we believe ain’t all the same
If you're still smiling standing near me
Then I’ll be glad that they all came

Oh how I love you
When your hair is hanging long
Some folks think that we’re crazy
We’ll just have to prove ‘em
We’ll just have to prove ‘em wrong


Question Is

Look here James, look here James
Can’t you see I’m smiling at you
Seems you been too long alone
But soon some girl’s gonna catch you
So come along, let’s have a drink
And talk of these good times passing
Laughs deep inside these mirrored halls
Good friends are for the asking

On this bar stool,
‘side this drinking fool
I’m thinking Pisces knew
Garden dreaming after school

Pull the covers from your head
Let the cold floor touch your feet
I smell the coffee brewing
Monday’s here and I must meet
A blond haired girl with silver eyes
About a place to work

Look here James, look here James
Women used to make me crazy
But the game we play it ain’t the same today
I’m getting closer to my lady
Preaching Midnight Mass in this barroom class
I hope she hears what I been saying
To a smoked filled cast, ain’t the drummer fast
Question is, just who’ll be staying?

On this bar stool
‘side this drinking fool
I’m thinking Pisces knew
Garden dreaming after school


South Country Boy

The fire’s burning bright and my thoughts are drifting skyward
They fly into the winter night like a friend I once knew
Many times I’ve tried but I never could quite reach him
I hear he’s gone and married now, a pretty girl dressed in blue

The curious mind of a south country boy
He’s searching for treasures few can enjoy
Rain on time roofs, sleeping bags, all night loving
A little time alone, it’s a lesson for learning

Early morning comes and the rain has left the forest
And moved on to another place far out at sea
The sun finds its way and the birds announce its dawning
Life is so different here, like a child running free

The curious mind of a south country boy
He’s searching for treasures few can enjoy
Rain on time roofs, sleeping bags, all night loving
A little time alone, it’s a lesson for learning

The shadows come drifting like a curtain in my window
The silence sings me love songs like she sang so dreamily
The time is all mine as the evening falls around me
I know where I want to be and the way I want to go

The curious mind of a south country boy
He’s searching for treasures few can enjoy
Rain on time roofs, sleeping bags, all night loving
A little time alone, it’s a lesson for learning


One Week Gone

A year ago our young eyes met,
Seeking, searching casting our design
She soothed me like the evening rain
That leaves a crustal dew soft on the pines
The vacuum that had filled my soul was filled
And still she gave more than she told
But now the hobo in me cries
And tries to see the world before I’m old

Warm tears on that summer’s night
Southern towns I grew in, they hold me tight
Changing lovers and it don’t feel right
I’m sorry if I hurt her, I don’t want to hurt her
I ain’t gonna hurt her, no more

Who the hell knows who’s to blame
When things don’t work out just the way you planned
The woman that I thought I loved is gone
And now I feel less than a man
But Moma sings a lullaby and says don’t cry
In time you’ll understand
Still lovers sigh and they wonder why
They can’t quite reach that golden promised land

Warm tears on that summer’s night
Southern towns I grew in, they hold me tight
Changing lovers and it don’t feel right
I’m sorry if I hurt her, I don’t want to hurt her
I ain’t gonna hurt her, no more


Closer

Sitting here in the quiet of the evening
First time alone in quite a while
Last few days been kinda busy
Good friends walking that second mile
Makes you think of what you’ve done
Oh you know it’s ain’t been much
But it takes one drop just to start an ocean
So it is with us

I’m getting closer all the time
Patching up my mind
Smiling ‘bout these funny friends of mine

Maybe someday the clouds’ll pull back
And we can see right straight on through
I’m sitting quiet and I’m thinking baby
Thinking ‘bout me and thinking ‘bout you
And I’m wondering what to do
Questions timeless like me and you
It’s the searching that’ll see me through

I’m getting closer all the time
Patching up my mind
Smiling ‘bout these funny friends of mine


Hometown Feeling

Moma called me up on the telephone
Said boy we sho' are missing you back here at home
First chance you get now you come on and see us all
You know Granny's sick and she's staying with your cousin Paul

I'm going home one of these days
I'm going home to stay
I'm gonna live on the land I been so near all my life
Leave behind all this crazy moving strife
Tell all the old folks
Hold on I'll be there
For all to share

Got that hometown feeling
Want to see them people I love
Young partners got it too
We need some help from a friend who looks up above
Can't go back just quite yet
Too many things here left undone
Want to do 'em while I can
Remember how it was when you were young

I'm going home one of these days
I'm going home to stay
I'm gonna live on the land I been so near all my life
Leave behind all this crazy moving strife
Tell all the old folks
Hold on I'll be there
For all to share

When I reach that Island
In that unknown sea
Sailing on this ship that's hewn from my dreams
With sails of song just about you and me
I'm pushed on by something that I can't begin to see


Like the Children

You call me up and tell me that you’ve two kids and a home
Their daddy makes good money but you hate to be alone
It’s years since I’ve laid eyes on you, now we’re talking on the phone
And it all seems like just the other day

Sometimes no one answers when I ask a reason why
Did I say believe me and then watch you start to cry
Is it someone else’s dream that makes it all seem real
I forget, won’t you tell me how you feel

Time slips along you know
For some it’s almost gone you know
Mine is right now and so
I’ll sing for you, Oh let it ring true

Children born to friends of mine they learn and love and need
Old folks who can’t see so well, still life’s lessons they can read
They’ll tell you all they can about the things that they have seen
Like the children they are learning
Like the children they are yearning
To be free

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