My Kind Of Country - John Hunter Combo

by John Hunter Combo

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Riding high, in my empty rig I’m racing the sunrise, Towns go by, I want to see the sunlight in your eyes I’ll be using ev’ry trick the truckie knows Maybe adding a few of my own as I go Riding high, riding my way home to you The highway’s mine, yeah the road is clear for miles ahead and the Weather’s fine - I could be there while you’re still in bed. There’s not another like this life on the road but Being away from you is such a heavy load, that’s why I’m Riding high, riding my way home to you The road’s my own, as I hurl my cabin at the stars, I’m Heading home, my big driving lights blaze out the path. Feel my gutsy engine roaring Making the final crest like never before Here’s night’s end, sun topping those trees behind me, now Around this bend, oh my muddy windscreen almost blinds me but Through its streaks the road and the morning sky of blue Another hour or so and I’ll be there with you, that’s why I’m Riding high, in my empty rig I’m racing the sunrise Towns go by, I wanna see the sunlight in your eyes There’s not another like this life on the road but Being away from you is such a heavy load, that’s why I’m Riding high, riding my way home to you Riding my way home to you, that’s why I’m Riding high, riding my way home to you.
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I’m waiting for the Wyalong West bus to come Hoping for the nerve to do what must be done You’ve wasted all these years and a lifetime of my tears Could never take away the pain of the wicked thing I’ve done I’ve hidden in a bottle ‘stead of calling you My beard has grown because the mirror shows me true Once or twice before I even made it to your door But I knew nothing I could do could ever make it up to you I cheated on you once before you took me back. Now a thousand promises would somehow lack So goodbye maybe all that I can say But I owe that to you face to face today So I’m waiting for the Wyalong West bus to come Hoping for the nerve to do what must be done I’ve come this way before I even made it to your door But I knew nothing I could do could ever make it up to you But wait my head is straight It’s not too late I’ll take the bus I’ll go for us ‘Cos I know you’re the only one And I’m riding for the Wyalong West bus tonight The driver smiles he knows we’re gonna work out right Yes I’ve come this way before But I’ll walk straight to your door and say:: “Forgive a fool! “This time I’m coming home to stay” I cheated on you before That won’t happen anymore ‘Cos I know you’re the only one And I’m riding for the Wyalong West bus tonight The driver smiles he knows we’re gonna work out right I’ve come this way before This time I’ll walk straight to your door And I’ll say, “Forgive a fool! “You’re the only one. “This time I’m coming home to stay” Riding on the Wyalong West bus tonight Riding on the Wyalong West bus tonight
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Have I told you lately That I love you Baby? If I haven’t I’m a fool. I’m so happy since I met you It’s easy to forget to Tell you all you mean to me So if I haven’t told you lately I love you, Baby I’ll always be your loving fool. If you love your Baby Make sure you tell your lady That you love her ev’ry day. Some folk don’t understand it They take love for granted Then they wonder how love slips away So if you haven’t told your lady Say: “I love you, Baby” I’ll always be your loving fool. Love may survive without it You don’t even have to shout it But silence can make her doubt it So every day tell her about it And If I haven’t told you, Baby Oh, I love you greatly I’ll always be your loving fool. Love may survive without it You don’t even have to shout it But silence can make her doubt it So every day tell her about it I’m so happy since I met you It’s easy to forget to Tell you all you mean to me. I watch the nights grow longer Ev’ry day the cold winds stronger And I know how lucky a man can be ‘Cos that man is me And If I haven’t told you lately Oh, I love you Baby I’ll always be your loving fool. I’ll always be your loving fool.
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I met her in Virginia, The second day of Fall, She was serving in a Diner where trucking men would call And her eyes were full of kindness with a heart to melt the snow, But the men she served at table didn’t care to know But I loved her in that moment and I longed to tell her so But the diesel whistle called me. I didn’t want to go Now I doubt she even noticed as I watched her from the door I’d give an arm to stay there with her but I’d see her never more But I loved her in that moment. I longed to tell her so But the diesel whistle called me. I didn’t want to go There are roads we might have taken, One we chose to go Would she love me if I told her? I’ll never know. But her eyes were full of kindness; a heart to melt the snow, But the diesel whistle called me. I didn’t want to go
5.
It’s been a long, long time since I held you in my arms and I’ve been thinking Are you still waiting there and wond’ring if I come on home Will you take me back again? Or is the trail too cold, the memory too old to start again. It’s been so long since I saw you that day we said goodbye We said a lot of things besides and some I don’t know why But the words you say in anger sound like a stranger’s by-and-by Like I’d be better off without you girl, Today that’s just a lie, and It’s been a long, long time since I held you in my arms and I’ve been thinking Are you still waiting there and wondering if I come on home Will you take me back again? Or is the trail too cold; the memory too old to start again. You might think it’s just an impulse or presumption on my part Me calling after all this time but it’s closer to the heart of This or any matter where pride and love’s at stake Foolish pride is lonely, love is give and take, and It’s been a long, long time since I held you in my arms and I’ve been thinking Are you still waiting there and wondering if I come on home Will you take me back again? Or is the trail too cold, the memory too old to start again. I hope the trail’s not too cold; the memory too old to start again.
6.
I’m down here at the station waiting for your train But every time that train it rolls in it rolls back out again I’m in love but I’m out of luck. You know I love you baby but you don’t give too much I’m down here at the station every time that diesel comes Pacing up and down my heart beating like a drum ‘cos I’m in love but I’m out of luck. You know I love you baby but you don’t give too much I’m reading your last letter by the station’s yellow light. You say we’ll be together soon like every other night and I’m in love but I’m out of luck. Well you know I love you baby but you don’t give too much I’m done with waiting marking time I’m jumping on the train. I’m going back to where I’m from to look for love again. Oh I was in love but I’m out of luck. I used to love you baby but now not so much. I’m done with waiting marking time I’m jumping on that train. I’m going back to where I’m from to look for love again. I was in love. I was out of luck. I used to love you baby but now not so much. Well I used to love you baby but now not so much.
7.
Baby, come back and turn this house back into home I was such a big shot, fights were something to be won Compromise was for the other guy There was my way and no other but I see now what I’ve done I’ve made a sad and lovely woman say “goodbye”. Baby, come back I just can’t take it. Here comes another lonely day One more lonely sunrise on my own Baby, I try but I can’t make it Every day’s a life alone Baby, come back and turn this house into a home I was such a loner At least that’s what I said But now you’re gone and I’m all alone I want your company instead I would never listen, I was too busy being strong And I was used to getting my own way But when you left you got me thinking and I see now I was wrong And I’m sorry and this is all I want to say: Baby come back I just can’t take it. Here comes another lonely day One more lonely sunrise on my own Baby, I try but I can’t make it Every day’s a life alone Baby, come back and turn this house into a home Baby, come back and turn this house into home Baby, come back and turn this house into home
8.
I stabbed the man who killed Maree, my darling wife Now I’m wanted every where - dead or alive Her killer wore the badge of deputy Now there’s a posse riding after me Everywhere i go the young guns wait for me Hoping they’ll go down in gunfight history Do I have to shoot my way out if I want to stay free? Is that the way a good life’s meant to be? Living on the run is such a lonely life Every night in dreams I see my darling wife I turned her killer’s blade back on him when he came at me Now they say I murdered him and my darling wife, Maree Every gun in town is coming after me A man of peace was all I ever longed to be No-one’s ever going to let that be Every gun in town is coming after me Oh, Every gun in town is coming after me A man of peace was all I ever longed to be But with a price upon my head by morning I’ll be dead ‘Cos every gun in town is coming after me With a price upon my head tomorrow I’ll be dead and Be again with my darling wife Maree

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A collection of original country flavoured songs of love, loss and longing with harmonica and guitar by Australian singer-songwriter John Hunter Combo.

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released September 9, 2019

All songs performed entirely by John Hunter Combo,Melbourne Australia.

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John Hunter Combo Melbourne, Australia

BOOK John Hunter Combo, noted Melbourne-based solo singer song writer and renowned harmonica player.
John sings his unique blues, country, ballads and humourous material with harmonica and guitar around Melbourne and Victoria. He is frequently invited to complement bands and other aritists and to provide studio harmonica in locals studios and overseas by internet connection. ... more

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