Mooki

by Katy Walsh

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maryremaq 'She' could be me, my sister, my daughter, my friend, any and every woman I do know and those I never met depending on what life has thrown at them....a great song Katy Favorite track: She's my Local.
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released January 6, 2017

Katy Walsh - Vocals, Guitars
Alex Flock - Guitars
Wynston Minckler - Bass
Mike Kenney - Organ, Clavinet, Melodica
Emlyn Scherk - Drums

Recorded and Mixed by John Raham at Afterlife Studio, Vancouver B.C.
Mastered by Guy Davie at Electric Mastering

Produced by Katy Walsh, Emlyn Scherk and John Raham

Album art by Anthony Gray Graphic Design

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Track Name: She's my Local
Let me tell you about the girl that lives next door
She got drunk and easy and this girl hit the floor
She ain't got no one to help her on her way
The only love she gets is from men who have to pay

She's alright, she's ok, she's my local
She's alright, she gets paid by the locals
She smokes weed everyday, like the locals
She don't mind that I say, she's my local

You can tell her face has seen it all before
Living life's not easy but this girl knows the score
She's been up and down the streets so many times
Popping drugs like sweets to ease sickness in her mind
And I say...

She's alright, she's ok, she's my local
She's alright, she gets paid by the locals
She smokes weed everyday, like the locals
She don't mind that I say, she's my local

Alright now....
She's my local.....

So like all good stories this one has to end
But i would like very much to make this girl my friend
People judging what is right and what is wrong
Just leave the girl alone it's how she gets along
And I say...

She's alright, she's ok, she's my local
She's alright, she gets paid by the locals
She smokes weed everyday, like the locals
She don't mind that I say, she's my local

She's alright, she's ok
She's alright, she gets paid
She smokes weed everyday
She's alright, she's ok, she's my local
Track Name: Diaggio
I wanna know,
Exactly how you feel?
Don't dilly dally around,
Push me up, push me down,
So what's the deal?

I wanna know,
Exactly where I stand this time
Cause after 8 long years
Through the sweat and the tears
We got it wrong

And did I keep you up all night?
Tossing, turning till daylight
Cause the tension left inside this room
Has left it's mark on us

I said, Dio, Diaggeo behave

I wanna know,
Just what to keep in mind next time
Cause when I walk through those doors
You don't want me no-more
You're full of lies

And did I keep you up all night?
Tossing, turning till daylight
Cause the tension left inside this room
Has left it's mark on us

I said, Dio, Diaggeo behave

I'd cross the shore for you
But i won't stand to take the blame
I'd give it all for you
But so has every girl to name
Diaggeo

Did I say I'd marry you
You heard it wrong Diaggeo
A typical delirious of what you thought you heard

I said, Dio, Diaggeo behave
Track Name: Pocket Full of Gold
Sun shines nice and bright but I can feel the cold
Put another jumper on that I should have sold
Make my way out to the streets passing people on the ground
Wish that I could take them in make them feel safe and sound

I gotta, I need a, I wanna, I gotta empty pocket full of gold

Even though i've got my health I can still get very down
We take so much of this for granted always wanting the prettiest gowns
But these are all material things we could do without them all
Wish that I could take them in make them feel oh so tall

To make a, to make a, to make a, to make a difference in this world
We shoulda, we coulda, we woulda, we should fill empty pockets full of gold

But I'm not going crazy
I think you all understand just what I say
If we can stand together
It takes more than just some sympathy
Ooo wha ha oh...

To make a, to make a, to make a, to make a difference in this world
We should a, we could a, we would a, we should fill empty pockets full of gold
Track Name: Runaway Train
Whenever you need me
Just call my name
I'll be there in hurry baby
To take away your pain
Cause the nights get lonely darling
And you're feeling pretty bad
But you're gone in the morning
And I'm left alone
ooohh sometimes your love it feels like a runaway train

Why you keeping my hanging
And why you treat me so bad
When I gave you all the loving
Every last inch I had
What's the use in trying baby
All you do is walk away
And so I'm left in confusion
For the rest of my days
ooohhh yeah...sometimes I feel like jumping on that runaway train

There are times when you hold me so tight
And your love it feels secure
But as soon as I let my guard down
You're gone again, through that door

Did you think I'd be still here
After all of these years
Why the hell did I listen hunny
Those puppy eyes with those tears
But my heart took over darling
And possessed me like a child
Had enough of all this grief
It's time to make a new start...yeah
Oh...I think I'm gonna stay away from that runaway train
Runaway train

Oh...I think I'm gonna stay away,
I think I'm going to stay away,
I think I'm going to stay away.. from that runaway train
Track Name: Aul' Bombay
Went away for the weekend
To my good friend's hide away
Couldn't believe our eyes when
We saw where we would stay
Had some good friend join us
Had the music on hard replay
Outside the fire was lighting
Inside we sipped Bombay

Miss my home far away (ooohhoohooh)
Sipping on Aul Bombay (ooohhoohooh)

The heat in the cabin got crazy
From the stove that cooked the food
That's when I found Mary
When I went outside to cool
A little later that night
Mary stayed drinking
Got so uptight
Good friends would ask 'why so angry?'
Then Mary turned to say

Miss my home far away (ooohhoohooh)
Sipping on Aul Bombay (ooohhoohooh)

It wasn't till 5 in the morning
When shenanigans stop it's flow
Unaware of her irrash behaviors
Mary passed out on the floor
Oh but the very next day
My head was hurtin' full of the pain
Reflections they show Mary staring
It was me they'd called Mary

I miss my home far away (ooohhoohooh)
Sipping on Aul Bombay (ooohhoohooh)

Put Mary in a Coma...yeah!
It put Mary in a Coma...yeah!

I miss my home far away (ooohhoohooh)
Sipping on Aul Bombay (ooohhoohooh)