Johnny (Johnny Hill)

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Johnny Hill

Two hundred miles, from the nearest kiss
I’ve never seen, a desert like this
Coyotes howl, while I bark at the moon
Maybe your soul, will find me here soon

Everything here, is either brown or grey
Brother of snakes, says I’ll have to stay
Dust in my eyes, and burn on my face
So it looks like I, don’t leave here unscathed

Now the sweat of the innocent, falls to the sand
Guess I’m on my way
Tainted blood from a cactus, in a desert land
River of milk shows the way
To a crackling fire, that melts the ghostly faces
Of all those lost, in this desert oasis

Now the sweat of the innocent, falls to the sand
Guess I’m on my way
Tainted blood from a cactus, in a desert land
River of milk shows the way
To a crackling fire, that melts the ghostly faces
Of all those lost, in this desert oasis

Desert Oasis

There’s a little village on the glacier plains
Where the people are scared and wont speak her name
No one knows just from where she comes
She’s a thief of hearts and a killer of sons

She blows into town every seven years
Reaping men’s souls leaving women in tears
Children cry as she walks through the masses
And the wild grey wolf bows its head when she passes

Legend has it she’s the spawn of a witch
The Devil himself once blew her a kiss
She feeds on your fear ‘cause it scratches her itch
No doubt about it she’s a cold hearted bitch
That’s why they call her
Antheartica

You can smell in the wind seven years have passed
Better run for cover, better move your ass
Charms and prayers wont do you no good
She’s hungry for men, she sees them as food

Now the north wind is gusting
Her steely blue eyes are fixed
It’s after blood she is lusting
Better hope it’s not you that she picks

Legend has it she’s the spawn of a witch
The Devil himself once blew her a kiss
She feeds on your fear ‘cause it scratches her itch
No doubt about it she’s a cold hearted bitch
That’s why they call her
Antheartica
Better run when you see
Antheartica

Antheartica

It’s been a solid week since I heard anything from you
You disappeared into the night, you left without a clue
An empty pack of cigarettes and phone battery is dead
Maybe just another shot, will clear you from my head

And I’m buzzed on the Devil’s cut
But the Angels got their share
And I’m lost in ole’ Kentucky
With a deer in the headlights stare
I never used to drink or smoke
I should have never let you in
So hey Bartender, let’s do it again

Is this how the story goes
Once love comes to a close
Sleepin’ in a lonely bed
Now my blues are so bad they’re turnin’ red
Hiding tears with a drunken grin but
Hey bartender, let’s do it again

And I’m buzzed on the Devil’s cut
But the Angels got their share
And I’m lost in ole’ Kentucky
With a deer in the headlights stare
I never used to drink or smoke
I should have never let you in
So hey Bartender, let’s do it again

Hey Bartender Lets Do It Again


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Two hundred miles, from the nearest kiss
I’ve never seen, a desert like this
Coyotes howl, while I bark at the moon
Maybe your soul, will find me here soon

Everything here, is either brown or grey
Brother of snakes, says I’ll have to stay
Dust in my eyes, and burn on my face
So it looks like I, don’t leave here unscathed

Now the sweat of the innocent, falls to the sand
Guess I’m on my way
Tainted blood from a cactus, in a desert land
River of milk shows the way
To a crackling fire, that melts the ghostly faces
Of all those lost, in this desert oasis

Now the sweat of the innocent, falls to the sand
Guess I’m on my way
Tainted blood from a cactus, in a desert land
River of milk shows the way
To a crackling fire, that melts the ghostly faces
Of all those lost, in this desert oasis

Desert Oasis

There’s a little village on the glacier plains
Where the people are scared and wont speak her name
No one knows just from where she comes
She’s a thief of hearts and a killer of sons

She blows into town every seven years
Reaping men’s souls leaving women in tears
Children cry as she walks through the masses
And the wild grey wolf bows its head when she passes

Legend has it she’s the spawn of a witch
The Devil himself once blew her a kiss
She feeds on your fear ‘cause it scratches her itch
No doubt about it she’s a cold hearted bitch
That’s why they call her
Antheartica

You can smell in the wind seven years have passed
Better run for cover, better move your ass
Charms and prayers wont do you no good
She’s hungry for men, she sees them as food

Now the north wind is gusting
Her steely blue eyes are fixed
It’s after blood she is lusting
Better hope it’s not you that she picks

Legend has it she’s the spawn of a witch
The Devil himself once blew her a kiss
She feeds on your fear ‘cause it scratches her itch
No doubt about it she’s a cold hearted bitch
That’s why they call her
Antheartica
Better run when you see
Antheartica

Antheartica

It’s been a solid week since I heard anything from you
You disappeared into the night, you left without a clue
An empty pack of cigarettes and phone battery is dead
Maybe just another shot, will clear you from my head

And I’m buzzed on the Devil’s cut
But the Angels got their share
And I’m lost in ole’ Kentucky
With a deer in the headlights stare
I never used to drink or smoke
I should have never let you in
So hey Bartender, let’s do it again

Is this how the story goes
Once love comes to a close
Sleepin’ in a lonely bed
Now my blues are so bad they’re turnin’ red
Hiding tears with a drunken grin but
Hey bartender, let’s do it again

And I’m buzzed on the Devil’s cut
But the Angels got their share
And I’m lost in ole’ Kentucky
With a deer in the headlights stare
I never used to drink or smoke
I should have never let you in
So hey Bartender, let’s do it again

Hey Bartender Lets Do It Again

Why does this have to be goodbye
Does every sad word have to be the end
Can I just hold you while you cry
Say I'm sorry and start again

We're at a fork here in the road
And I wonder how it got this far
Should I stay or should I go
Love shouldn't really be this hard

Don't make this the end
Don't leave me here all alone
You know you're more than just a friend
Your heart is like a home
Please don't make this the end

We said all those words in anger
And the hurt just seems to linger
So take my hand and lets be done
Let's make it up and just move on

Don't make this the end
Don't leave me here all alone
You know you're more than just a friend
Your heart is like a home
Please don't make this the end

Don't Make This The End

I saw you dancing on the beach
Your skin a golden brown
Your hair with blond streaks
In your green eyes I could drown

I see your color on the outside
And your smile makes me stutter
I want to know you on the inside
Cause I bet you just get better

What color is your rainbow
What color is your love
What color is your song
What color is your hug
Sing for me your colors tonight
Sing for me your colors

I bet your voice is sweet and your kisses too
I could hold you for a week and still not be through
So, sing for me now

What color is your rainbow
What color is your love
What color is your song
What color is your hug
Sing for me your colors tonight
Sing for me your colors

Sing For Me Your Colors

I still remember being a front porch singer
Of country life and my hound dog Spencer
I used to struggle just to pay taxes
Now I have shelters and a yorkie named Patches
I used to go fishing and hunting for pheasant
Now I've gone zero to hell in sixty seconds

I've gone from beer and cigarettes
To cognac and cigars
From living in a double wide
To having my own farm
I used to wear camo and my favorite cap
Now I have a driver and ride in the back

I guess what I really mean, to say what I really need
Is you by my side and chicken on the grill
Pick up truck rides and friends that are real
I'ld trade this Rolex for a Timex
Just to be with you dear
Sitiin on the porch swing in the cool rain
Where the soup de jour is beer
That's what I really need

Like so many today I lost track of my roots
Now I wear Hi tops instead of my boots
I play stadiums but miss honkeytonk bars
I have a gated entry and a manicured yard
I gotta step back cause I really need a break
Sometimes this fame is more than I can take

I guess what I really mean to say what I really need
Is you by my side and chicken on the grill
Pickup truck rides and friends that are real
I'ld trade this Rolex for a Timex
Just to be with you dear
Sitting on the porch swing in the cool rain
Where the soup dejour is beer
That's what I really need

What I Really Need

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Music is what life sounds like.
I am seeking to reach those that need song material for themselves or for artists they work with. I would like to collaborate to make my lyrics hit songs but I lack the melody knowledge. I have managed to pick out on some lyrics, a very basic melody. For others I just need the talented crew to work their magic.

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