Boogie Chillins

by TOMMY REDD

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1.
Mississippi 04:12
I got Miss-issippi, stuck in my mind I got Miss-issippi, here on the line, on the line oouuu I meet a girl down in Jackson town, she knocked me off my feet Daisy Dukes in cowboy boots complete She had a rag-top Chevrolet, Z28 That pretty little woman hit the beach, Gulf of Mexico I got Miss-issippi, stuck on my mind I got Miss-issippi, here on the line, on the line Shot an arrow through my heart, deep in my head Hit me like a ton of lead She shot an arrow through my heart, straight through my soul Deep in the Gulf of Mexico, Gulf of Mexico I got Miss-issippi, stuck on my mind I got Miss-issippi, here on the line, on the line Miss-issippi, aahhh Shot an arrow through my heart, straight too my soul Deep in the Gulf of Mexico, Gulf of Mexico I got Miss-issippi, stuck on my mind I got Miss-issippi, here on the line I got Miss-issippi, stuck on my mind I got Miss-issippi, here on the line Words And Music By Tommy Redd (P) (C) Blue Light Blink Publishers
2.
Imagination 03:42
I went honky-tonkin’, just to hear some blues All the way from Memphis, an down to Baton Rouge 12 o’clock at midnight, ridin’ thru that swamp Curtis Lowe was playin’, an then my tape deck stop. The fog was gettin’ thicker, cut it with a knife 20 miles an hour, was fast as I could drive My headlights were shinning, cutting through that soup A silhouette come walking, and it was you know who Imagination, just running wild Imagination, just running wild Imagination, just running wild Sooo The fog is gettin’ thicker, cut it with a knife 20 miles an hour, was fast as I could drive My headlights were shinning, cutting through that soup A silhouette come walking, and it was you know who Imagination, just running wild Imagination, just running wild Imagination, just running wild Imagination, just running wild Imagination, just running wild Words And Music By Tommy Redd (P) (C) Blue Light Blink Publishers
3.
I’m an honor student, and I make straight A’s I’m an honor student, and I make straight A’s Till they took me to the court house, put me away I said, yes Your Honor, no Your Honor Yes Your Honor, no Your Honor I’m an honor student, (ask Tommy) I’m an honor student, again an again Till they took me to the court house, put in the pen. I said, yes Your Honor, no Your Honor Yes Your Honor, no Your Honor I’m an honor student, and I still raise hell I’m an honor student, but I still raise hell Till they took me to the court house, put me in the jail Said, yes Your Honor, no Your Honor Yes Your Honor, no Your Honor Yes Your Honor, no Your Honor Yes Your Honor, no Your Honor Yes Your Honor, no Your Honor Yes Your Honor, no Your Honor Yes Your Honor, no Your Honor Yes Your Honor, no Your Honor Yes Your Honor, nooooooooooo ooooohhhhh Words And Music By Tommy Redd (P) (C) Blue Light Blink Publishers
4.
She’s the sexy thing, ever danced around here She’s prettier than fried gizzard’s momma said Momma’s always sincere Quit yer grinnin’, drop your linen, let me see you where I stand Quit yer grinnin’, drop your linen, let me see you where I am with you, my dollhouse dew She’s the sexiest thing, ever slid down a shinny pole Got more moves than x-lax, looks like old, hospital jell-ooo Quit yer grinnin’, drop your linen, let me see you where I stand Quit yer grinnin’, drop your linen, let me see you where I am with you, my dixie dues Lord have mercy baby, you sure know how to empty my pocket book Lord have mercy baby, I love it when you give me that there look, oaah She’s the prettiest thing, ever danced around here Prettier than fried gizzard’s momma said Mommas always sincere Quit yer grinnin’, drop your linen, let me see you where I stand Quit yer grinnin’, drop your linen, let me see you where I am with you, my dollhouse dew Quit yer grinnin’, drop your linen, let me see you where I stand Quit yer grinnin’, drop your linen, let me see you where I am with you, my dixie due My dixie due Lord have mercy, my dixie Words And Music By Tommy Redd (P) (C) Blue Light Blink Publishers
5.
Honeybun 03:20
Heartache’s will come, heartache’s will go Heartache’s will run, all over you But life goes on, and it ain’t especially fun Since I lost, my little honey bun Will, I’ve been so swamped, I’ve been so cool I’ve been a slob, nursing these 501 blues But life goes on, and it ain’t especially fun Since I lost, my little honey bun She said I was trashy, and hung-out with such I said, well thank you baby, thank you very much She said I need your lifestyle, like a flood needs some rain I said, I need you advice, like a woodpecker needs a migraine Heartache’s will come, heartache’s will go Heartache’s will run, all over you But life goes on, and it ain’t especially fun Since I lost, ooohhhh I lost, my little honey bun Words And Music By Tommy Redd (P) (C) Blue Light Blink Publishers
6.
Let me tell you a story about a man named Jed Poor mountaineer, barely kept his family fed Then one day he was shootin’ at some food Up from the ground came a bubblin’ crude Black gold, Texas tea The next thing you know ol Jed's a millionaire Kinfolk said Jed move away from there Said California is the place you ought to be They packed up his truck and moved to Beverly Let me tell you a story about a man named Jed Poor mountaineer, barely kept his family fed Then one day he was shootin’ at some food Up from the ground came a bubblin’ crude Black gold, Texas tea The next thing you know ol Jed's a millionaire, Kinfolk said Jed move away from there Said California is the place you ought to be They packed up his Ford and moved to Beverly Hills, that is. Swimmin’ pools, Tom Cruse Y'all come back now, y'hear Music By Tommy Redd (lyrics based from “The Ballad Of Jed Clampett” Paul Henning) (P) (C) Blue Light Blink Publishers
7.
Dammit Boy 02:25
Oohhh, Dammit Boy Dance, Dance, Dance, Zeromance Drink, Drink, Drink, Blue light blink Dammit Boy, Dammit Boy Fuss and fight, every-night (Ask Tommy), go to jail Dammit Boy, oohhh, dammit boy Dammit Boy Dance, Dance, Dance, Zeormance Drink, Drink, Drink, Blue light blink Dammit Boy, Dammit Boy Dammit Boy, Dammit Boy Words And Music By Tommy Redd (P) (C) Blue Light Blink Publishers
8.
Blindfolded 03:20
She got some ganja, I had a bong She had some cocaine, to help it along I bought some whisky, the cheapest they got We had a party, bloodshot You could of blindfolded us, with dental floss She had a Mercury, I had a Ford We had to hurry, to get to the store We bought some cold beer, the cheaper they got We had a party, bloodshot You could of blindfolded us, with dental floss oohhh yaaah You could of blindfolded us, with dental floss (Messed up as a baby diaper) She had a Mercury, I had a Ford We had to hurry, to get to the store We bought some clod beer, the cheapest they got We had a party, bloodshot You could of blindfolded us, (every damn one of us) with dental floss Couldn’t see nothin’ Words And Music By Tommy Redd (P) (C) Blue Light Blink Publishers
9.
Hulk Hogan 02:57
I was ridin’ down a county road, behind a real slow pickup truck When a man with a snot rag on his head, gave me a dirty look I flipped the bird and pulled on the shoulder, wish I never had It was Hulk Hogan and his momma, and I pissed them off real bad He picked me up above his head and he slammed me to the curb She stomped and stomped and stomped and stomped and pinched a bunch of nerves I’m lit up in this hospital room, wrapped up like King Tut Cause Hulk Hogan and his momma, really kicked my butt I’ll see ya’ll both on Monday nights, on WWWF Raw Cause I got a brand new TV set, in the waiting room down the hall Hulk Hogan, Raaaw awwwlll (dammit boy) Hulk and his momma called me up, to apologise I told him I was busy, I had lawyer eyes I called up Tommy Henson, he was foaming at the mouth He said boy you’ll get that plane, and boat and car and the fancy house I’ll see ya’ll both on Monday night, on WWWF raw Cause I got a brand new TV set, in the waiting room down the hall Hulk Hogan, Raaaw Hulk Hogan, Raaaw awlll Words And Music By Tommy Redd (P) (C) Blue Light Blink Publishers
10.
I was born in the bible belt, passed the day the cards we dealt and that's alright with me Plymouth, Fords and Chevrolet's, what we drive to work and play and to the Church on Sunday Momma said when you go to town, be a southern gentleman and you will be ok Find a girl and treat her right, prove you love her every-night and marry her some day I ain’t whisilin’ Dixie, whisilin’ whisilin’ Dixie I ain’t whisilin’ Dixie, whisilin’ whisilin’ Dixie The more I see on the TV set, the more I like it where I’m at North Carolina’s still alright with me I ain’t whisilin’ Dixie, whisilin’ whisilin’ Dixie I ain’t whisilin’ Dixie, whisilin’ whisilin’ Dixie Daddy taught me how to fish, close my eyes an make a wish I wish that he was here Momma said that your a man, go ahead and tend the land and always try an stay near The south ain’t like no Hollywood, always bad and never good Like New York City found Preaching hate in the streets, my pride missing what they preach and tryn’ to put us down I ain’t whisilin’ Dixie, whisilin’ whisilin’ Dixie I ain’t whisilin’ Dixie, whisilin’ whisilin’ Dixie The more I see on the TV set, the more I like it where I’m at North Carolina’s still alright with me I ain’t whisilin’ Dixie, whisilin’ whisilin’ Dixie I ain’t whisilin’ Dixie, whisilin’ whisilin’ Dixie whisilin’ Dixie, whisilin’ Dixie, whisilin’ Dixie I ain’t whisilin’ Dixie, whisilin’ whisilin’ Dixie aaahhh Words And Music By Tommy Redd (P) (C) Blue Light Blink Publishers
11.
Jim Beam me up Scotty, poor another round My sweethearts gone to Memphis and I’m paintin’ this old town Poor another stiff one, make it two or three Jim Beam me up Scotty, need one desperately Poor another round for them boys up on the stage, playin’ all them Boogie Chillin’ songs Poor another shot, for that girl that looks so hot, beating on that game of Donkey Kong Jim Beam me up Scotty, poor another round My sweethearts gone to Memphis and I’m paintin’ this old town Poor another stiff one, make it two or three Jim Beam me up Scotty, need one desperately Poor another round for them boys up on the stage, playin’ all them Boogie Chillin’ songs Poor another shot, to that girl that looks so hot, beating on that game of Donkey Kong Jim Beam me up Scotty, poor another round My sweethearts gone to Memphis and I’m paintin’ this old town Poor another stiff one, make it two or three Jim Beam me up Scotty, I need one desperately Words And Music By Tommy Redd (P) (C) Blue Light Blink Publishers
12.
Dollbabies 03:28
I don’t date dollbabies, cause plastic hurts my tongue Plastic nose, plastic hips, plastic clothes, plastic tits, I ain’t never seen know woman like you Plastic face, plastic butt, plastic a’s, plastic gut I ain’t never seen know woman like you That's why I’m sticking with my sweet pea that's why she’s number one I don’t date dollbabies, cause plastic hurts my tongue Plastic head, plastic feet, plastic leg, plastic sheets I ain’t never seen know woman like you Plastic head, plastic nose, plastic head, plastic bows I ain’t never seen know woman like you That's why I’m sticking with my sweet pea that's why she’s number one I don’t date dollbabies, cause plastic hurts my tongue I don’t date dollbabies, cause plastic hurts my tongue here’... yaaaaaaaa Plastic head, plastic feet, plastic leg, plastic teeth I ain’t never seen know woman like you Lord have mercy baby, never seen know woman like you That's why I’m sticking with my sweet pea that's why she’s number one I don’t date dollbabies, cause plastic hurts my tongue I don’t date dollbabies, cause plastic hurts my tongue I don’t date dollbabies, woohooo, cause hurts my tongue I don’t date dollbabies, cause plastic hurts my, bbbbbb, tongue baby Words And Music By Tommy Redd (P) (C) Blue Light Blink Publishers

about

Tommy Redd is the true Americana Hero, writing real music for real people. His down to earth lyrics touch the heart and live forever. Most recognized as lead songwriter, guitar player for Nantucket, Tommy is famous for his crazy onstage antics from auctioneer and square dance intros, to playing solos with a spoon and slide guitar with a beer bottle.

Boogie Chillins is an amazing collection of songwriter skill, Tommy delivers each song with all types of messages and a comedic edge, guaranteed to make you head-bop-boogie, all-night long.

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released November 23, 2010

All songs written by Tommy Redd
All Songs Recorded, Mixed, Mastered, and Produced by Merritt Partridge
DIGITAL PRODUCTION: Bob Stewart for Audiostar
Cover Artwork, Concept and Design by Audiostar

1. Mississippi: from the album "Part III"

Vocal, Guitar: Tommy Redd
Slide Guitar: Merritt Partridge
Bass: Merritt Partridge
Keys: Merritt Partridge
Drums: Merritt Partridge

Recorded at The Rig Shoppe, Rolesville, NC 2007

2. Imagination: from the album "Silk Purse"

Vocals, Guitar: Tommy Redd
Bass: Ray Cox
Drums: Wayne Pierce
Keys: Merritt Partridge

Recorded at Partridge Ladyland Studios, Cary, NC 1999

3. Honor Student: from the album "Part III"

Vocal, Guitar: Tommy Redd
Lead Guitar: "Too-Tall" Tommy Evans
Bass: Merritt Partridge
Drums: Merritt Partridge

Recorded at The Rig Shoppe, Rolesville, NC 2007

4. Quit Yer Grinnin': from the album "Part III"

Vocal, Guitar: Tommy Redd
Guitar, Guitar Solos: "Too-Tall" Tommy Evans
Bass: Merritt Partridge
Drums: Merritt Partridge

Recorded at The Rig Shoppe, Rolesville, NC 2007

5. Honeybun: from the album "Silk Purse"

Vocals: Tommy Redd, Chris Moore
Guitar: Tommy Redd
Bass: Ray Cox
Drums: Wayne Pierce

Recorded at Partridge Ladyland Studios, Cary, NC 1999

6. The Ballad Of Jed Clampett: from the album "Silk Purse"

Vocals, Guitar: Tommy Redd
Bass: Ray Cox
Drums: Wayne Pierce
Percussion: Chris Moore
Jaw Harp: Tommy Redd

Recorded at Partridge Ladyland Studios, Cary, NC 1999

7. Dammit Boy: from the album "Part III"

Vocal, Guitar: Tommy Redd
Guitar/Guitar Solos: "Too-Tall" Tommy Evans
Bass: Tommy Redd
Drums: Merritt Partridge

Recorded at The Rig Shoppe, Rolesville, NC 2007

8. Blindfolded: from the album "Part III"

Vocal, Guitar: Tommy Redd
Guitar Solos: Mike Pitts & "Too-Tall" Tommy Evans
Bass: Tommy Redd
Drums: Merritt Partridge

Recorded at The Rig Shoppe, Rolesville, NC 2007

9. Hulk Hogan: from the album "Part III"

Vocals, Guitar: Tommy Redd

Recorded at The Rig Shoppe, Rolesville, NC 2007

10. Whistlin' Dixie: from the album "Silk Purse"

Vocals, Guitar: Tommy Redd
Backing Vocals: Chris Moore, Wayne Pierce
Bass: Ray Cox
Drums: Wayne Pierce
Synth Strings: Merritt Partridge

Recorded at Partridge Ladyland Studios, Cary, NC 1999

11. Jim Beam Me Up (Scotty) from the album "Part III"

Vocal, Guitar: Tommy Redd
Percussion: Merritt Partridge

Recorded at The Crib @ 2112 2007

12. Dollbabies Part II: from the album "Part III"
(Dollbabies Part I was on the Tommy Redd album "Farwood" 2005

Vocal, Guitar: Tommy Redd
Guitar Solos: Mike Pitts
Bass: Tommy Redd
Drums: Merritt Partridge

Recorded at The Rig Shoppe, Rolesville, NC 2007

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