Mother's Songs

by Fil Lyons and the Hollow Boys

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Country/folk songs sung to Fil Lyons by his mother when he was a lad. Acoustic guitar and vocals performed by Fil, recorded in a Virginian attic.

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released July 12, 2016

1. Mid the Green Fields of Virginia - The Carter Family
2. You're So Sweet (Horseflies Hangin' Round Yer Face) - Neil Diamond
3. The Night I Stole Old Sammy Morgan's Gin - Hank Snow
4. Old Shep - Hank Snow
5. Country Road - John Denver

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Track Name: Mid the Green Fields of Virginia
Mid the green fields of Virginia, in the veils of Shenandoah
stands an ivy-covered cottage that I love
with its quaint old-fashioned chimney
it's a simple home I loved
'tis a home of my dear parents now above.

How often have I thrown the stones into the babbling brook
and dreamed some day it would carry me away
One day in June my dreams came true;
I left the dear old home.
They told me mother's heart had broke that day.

Now I'm living in a mansion grand with wealth at my command.
I would give it all for just one single day
to be back with my old comrades
and to see my mother dear

Near the green fields of Virginia,
far away,
there's a little cottage there
a simple home I loved
My heart is longing for it day by day
Where I spent life's golden hours
in the veils of Shenandoah,
near the green fields of Virginia,
far away.
Track Name: You're So Sweet (Horseflies Hangin' Round Yer Face)
You're so sweet,
Horseflies keep hangin' 'round your face
Kentucky moonshine
Could never take your place
And your eyes
Could give me goose bumps down to my toes
Feel like the only rooster in the hen house
and I guess it shows.

Mary Lou Jane
Oh what a fine name
And you're nothing like them females
From New York City
Front teeth missin'
Well that's fine for kissin'
You're more loyal than my dog Sam,
And twice as pretty

You're so sweet,
Horseflies keep hangin' 'round your face
Kentucky moonshine
Could never take your place
And your eyes
Could give me goose bumps down to my toes
Feel like the only rooster in the hen house
and I guess it shows.

I can't forget
When we first met
Well, it was bull wrestling time
At the county fair rodeo
I almost cried
When you took first prize
You just looked them critters in the face
And down they'd go

You're so sweet,
Horseflies keep hangin' 'round your face
Kentucky moonshine
Could never take your place
And your eyes
Could give me goose bumps down to my toes
Feel like the only rooster in the hen house,
and I guess it shows
Feel like the only rooster in the hen house
and I guess it shows.
Track Name: The Night I Stole Old Sammy Morgan's Gin
Listen folks and I will tell a funny story
You may think it sad but I was in my glory
'Twas a cellar I crept in, cobwebs brushing by my chin
On the night I stole old Sammy Morgan's gin

As my hand fell on the jug I had to snicker
But when I started for the door I went much quicker
For just up above my head someone jumped right out of bed
On the night I stole old Sammy Morgan's gin

As I left that cellar believe me, I was liftin'
And the hops from one arm to the other shiftin'
Then I stopped and hauled the plug, sat there till I drained the jug
Had my mind all set, no spare drops I was missin'

Then on my feet I thought I was, but wasn't
And for roads, I guess I saw about a dozen
When I reached the old porch door I went smack-o on the floor
On the night I stole old Sammy Morgan's gin

I just made one step and landed in the coal box
Then from off the mantle came a Big Ben 'larm clock
But I finally got upstairs after passing seven bears
'Twas the night I stole old Sammy Morgan's gin

By my bedroom door an owl stood taking tickets
Then the monkey stood before me baking biscuits
But the funniest sight of all was two roosters playing ball
On the night I stole old Sammy Morgan's gin

I saw mice as big as horses washing dishes
As an ape came in the door dressed up in britches
Then the floor fell on my head as I tried to get in bed
'Twas the night I stole old Sammy Morgan's gin

Well, I woke next morning guess 'twas closer ev'nin'
And my room was certainly in an awful shape
Someone else had took my head and left an elephant's there instead
On the morning after drinking Sammy's gin
Track Name: Old Shep
When I was a lad
And old Shep was a pup
Over hills and meadows we'd roam
Just a boy and his dog
We were both full of fun
We grew up together that way

I remember the time at the old swimmin' hole
When I would have drowned beyond doubt
Shep was right there
To the rescue he came
He jumped in and helped pull me out

So the years rolled along
And at last he grew old
His eyesight was fast growing dim
One day the doctor looked at me and said
I can't do no more for him, Jim
With a hand that was trembling
I picked up my gun
I aimed it at Shep's faithful head
I just couldn't do it
I wanted to run
I wish they would shoot me instead
I went to his side
And I bowed on the ground
He laid his old head on my knee
I stroked the best pup that a man ever had
I cried so I scarcely could see

Old Shep he knew
He was goin' to go
For he reached out and licked at my hand
He looked up at me
just as much as to say,
"We're parting, but you understand".

Old Shep is gone where the good doggies go,
and no more with Old Shep will I roam
But if dogs have a heaven, there's one thing I know:
Old Shep has a wonderful home.
Track Name: Country Road
Almost heaven, West Virginia
Blue ridge mountains, Shenandoah river
Life is old there, older than the trees
Younger than the mountains, growin' like a breeze

Country roads, take me home
To the place I belong
West Virginia, mountain momma
Take me home, country roads

All my memories, gathered round her
Miner's lady, stranger to blue water
Dark and dusty, painted on the sky
Misty taste of moonshine, teardrops in my eyes

Country roads, take me home
To the place I belong
West Virginia, mountain momma
Take me home, country roads

I hear her voice in the mornin' hour she calls me
The radio reminds me of my home far away
And drivin' down the road I get a feeling
That I should have been home yesterday, yesterday

Country roads, take me home
To the place I belong
West Virginia, mountain momma
Take me home, country roads

Country roads, take me home
To the place I belong
West Virginia, mountain momma,
Take me home, country roads
Take me home, country roads
Take me home, country roads