Raisin' Heck

by Onion Honey

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released July 29, 2017

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Onion Honey Waterloo, Ontario

A pair of pseudo-gingers with banjos, Esther Wheaton and David Pike started playing music together around the same time they started cooking together and watching dozens of astronomy documentaries together; the result is a deliciously stellar blend of old-time and jug-band music that will tug at heartstrings and set feet a-tappin'. They hail from Kitchener-Waterloo, Ontario. ... more

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Track Name: Boozefighters
Come on all you boozefighters if you want to hear
About the kind of booze that we sell around here
It's made out of buckwheat, rye, and corn
All bottled up in some old barn

We don't give a damn for the bowl state law
And for prohibition we don't care at all
It's made way back in the swamps and the hills
Where there's plenty of moonshine stills

And the lamb'll lay down with the lion
After drinking this old moonshine

One drop will make a rabbit kick a bulldog
One drop will make a cat chase a wild hog
Make a bullfrog spit in a black snake's face
A hardshell preacher fall from grace

And the lamb'll lay down with the lion
After drinking this old moonshine

Tip up your head and you take a little drink
And for a week you won't be able to think
The next thing you know you'll be gettin' kinda tight
Out on the street tryna raise a fight

So you tip up your head and you take a little more
And for a month you'll be feeling kinda sore
And then you'll swear you won't drink it anymore
You've said that a thousand times before

And the lamb will lay down with the lion
After drinking this old moonshine
Track Name: Boxcar Betty Blues
Got that iron beneath my feet
That rhythm in my head
No cotton sheets on easy street
Got a boxcar for my bed
I'm gonna ride that freight train 'til I'm dead

The railroad bulls are friends of mine
Smokestacks smell like home
And until I hop a suicide ride
These crossties are my bones
I'm gonna ride that freight train 'til I'm gone

Well I don't know but I've been told
That freight train, she don't grow old

There's still a train upon this track
Still water in that well
Still answers in your almanac
And histories to tell
I'm gonna ride that freight train straight to hell
Track Name: True to Her Track
The train she sings in the sound of your voice
Rocks and she rolls with her gentle train noise
I'd never have left if I had the choice
But I won't come around no more

Past cities, through prairies, by stations and jails
I can't take anymore of your old wives' tales
The train she's true to her long steel rails
And I was true to you

You went crazy once and decided to stay
I thought I could love you anyway
But you bought me a ticket and you sent me away
I won't come around now more

I tied up my heart in the luggage rack
I'm gone now and I won't come back
The train she's true to her long steel track
And I was true to you

The train she sings in the sound of your voice
Rocks and she rolls with her gentle train noise
I'd never have left if I had the choice
But I won't come around no more

The train she sings like you sang long ago
To measure the seconds on earth here below
The train she's true to her long steel road
And I was true to you
Track Name: Jeannie and the Sailor
Red-haired Jeannie was a fine young woman
Went to church most every Sunday and a fine young man had spoken
Said he wanted to make that lady his wife
But before they walked the aisle he'd live a sailor's life

Dear John
You sailed away
Left me here to be a bride another day
Dear John
The rumour's true
Left me here to be another man's too

Young Bill Shearman was a farmer to his bones
Worked in his father's farm and fields and
With his father's honeycombs
Jeannie was a city girl, voice as sweet as sin
Caught his eye one Sunday morning, singing Sunday hymns


Dear John
You sailed away
Left me here to be a bride another day
Dear John
The rumour's true
Left me here to be another man's too

A man who works the honeyhouse is surely sweet and brave
One who can plow the fields is strong and true
But a man who leaves his love behind to sail across the ocean
Don't deserve a fine young woman or that woman's kind devotion

Dear John
You sailed away
Left me here to be a bride another day
Dear John
The rumour's true
Left me here to be another man's too

Driving out one shining day to see what she would say
Said to Jeannie "oh my darling won't you put that ring away"
Jeanne took off that sailor's ring and put it out of sight
And Bill Shearman asked that lady if she'd rather be his wife


Dear John
You sailed away
Left me here to be a bride another day
Dear John
The rumour's true
Left me here to be another man's too
Track Name: Old Joe Brook
Old Joe caught twenty-seven trout
Early Wednesday morning 'fore the sun come out
Old Joe by Wednesday night
Had eaten every one of them and gotten in a fight

Is the Old Joe Brook still running
Running like it always did before
That old stream is full of fish
Runs as cold as you could wish
It'd be a shame if the Old Joe was no more

Old Joe stole the Twenty-Seven Train
Early Wednesday morning 'fore the sun was seen
Old Joe before the day was full
Had run that train right out of town and shoveled all the coal

Is the Old Joe Train still running
Running like it always did before
If that train still runs on time I'll be home by Saturday night
It'd be a shame if the Old Joe ran no more

Old Joe took to his heels and fled
Early Wednesday morning 'fore the cops were out of bed
Old Joe before the sun went down
Had got those coppers off his trail and headed back to town

Is the Old Joe Man still running
Running like he always did before
If Old Joe is ever caught
He'll have to answer for a lot
It'd be a shame if poor Old Joe was no more

Be a sham if poor Old Joe was no more