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Back To Baghdad
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I'm a guitarist, singer, and songwriter from central Kentucky. My music is a mix of many different influences; from the country and western I heard as a child
I'm a guitarist, singer, and songwriter from central Kentucky. My music is a mix of many different influences; from the country and western I heard as a child to some stuff I heard yesterday. I was a full time, working musician for over twenty years; doing clubs and concerts all over the eastern U.S., but mainly in Kentucky, Tennessee, Indiana, Ohio, and Florida. I have played every kind of venue; from the smallest, seediest club to 10,000 seat concert halls. Loved every minute of it. I also spent many hours in various studios as both musician and producer on a variety of projects. I am now a part time musician; I divide my musical time between writing and recording my own songs and playing with a great bunch of musicians in a band called "The Grandees". I write songs primarily to make you shake your money maker. I'm not deep, and I'm certainly no virtuoso. I just want you to have a good time. The songs I have here are from my second solo CD, titled "The Twisted Tale Of The Honky Tonk Monkey", which is available at CDBaby.com and my upcoming CD "Bad Choices Make Good Stories". My first CD, "All Night Radio", is available at CD Baby and fine CD discount bins everywhere. Thank you for visiting, and... TURN IT UP!!!!!
Song Info
Genre
Blues Blues Rock
Charts
Peak #125
Peak in subgenre #59
Author
RS Cain
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RS Cain
Uploaded
February 20, 2008
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MP3 4.6 MB 128 kbps 4:58
Lyrics
The infidels are coming, I hear the rotors beating through the night No matter what ’ol Bob says I think the situation’s gettin’ tight I was hoping I’d get lucky And everything would stay completely cool We’d chill out at the palace And maybe have a drink out by the pool Chorus I’ll miss my morning coffee and a cigarette The evening sun’s reflection off the minaret But party time is over And I can’t go back to Baghdad anymore Goodbye to days at Basra, we’d take the girls and throw ‘em in the sea Just to see if they would come up Me an’ Sean and Chemical Ali I had the whole world waitin’ To see what oily tricks I had in store The tables turned on me the night My uncle came rolling through the door Chorus Now Tommy’s coming over, bringing all his friends He rocks the block with the gifts he sends But party time is over And I can’t go back to Baghdad anymore So where are all my allies now that this debacle’s come to pass After all we had some good times, that party with the Kurds was just a gas I did the Oody Coosy and kept the martyrs hanging from a tree And now that they’ve got nothing they wanna turn and blame it all on me
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