Campbelltown - Sean Donovan and The Allman Street Band

Hepa Jika

© SMP Donovan 2006

 

 

Style:    Country Rock

 

Notes:  A classic country blues story about a dark haired beauty who will lead you astray.

 

 

Well it's a whole other story in a whole other world.

A mess of complications. Let me tell you 'bout the girl.

A whole lot of trouble, a word to the wise,

Don't ever be mistaken she's the devil in disguise.

 

Oh mercy me, better let it be.

Alabama beauty there staring back at me.

Take a chance, baby wanna dance.

Moving like an alley cat.

I got Hepa Jika next to me.

 

Well her hair is like a raven, her eyes are black as night,

Ruby lips are threatening to lead me right.

Get me to the station, I gotta leave the state.

Get me on a Greyhound 'fore it is too late.

 

Oh mercy me, better let it be.

Alabama beauty there staring back at me.

Take a chance, baby wanna dance.

Moving like an alley cat.

I got Hepa Jika next to me.

 

Well her daddy he's a preacher, her mamma she's a witch,

Her brother is in Memphis on a three year stretch.

Her little kid sister is making eyes at me.

An Uncle in Dubois, an Aunty up in Tennessee.

 

Oh mercy me, better let it be.

Alabama beauty there staring back at me.

Take a chance, baby wanna dance.

Moving like an alley cat.

I got Hepa Jika next to me.

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Love in a Foreign Land

Love in a Foreign Land
© SMP Donovan 2007

Now,
As the years going by
And that look in your eye -
It's the spark of desire.
It's the start of a fire.

There's no need to revise
Any thought in your mind.
I am thinking it, too,
I am thinking you'd

Come to me,
Cling to me,
Bring everything to me.
 
Be with me,
Pray with me,
Stay every day with me.

Live in me,
Love in me,
Live all your love in me.

Don't go away.
Would you please come and stay.
Would you tell me your name is the same as my name.
 
'Cause I long
To be with you now
And always, but how
Can this last out the time?
Can you always be mine?
There is God in your touch.
Need to feel you so much.
It's like Heaven to me.
If you choose
Can we
 
Stay
Every day
Of our lives
In this way?
 
Was it you,
Was it me,
That the world could not see?
 
In your arms
I have found
That there's no neutral ground.
 
It's a strange magic feeling
That keeps my head reeling,
A trick of the light,
Or the night,
Or the climate.
 
It's all
Wonderful and magic,
Love in a foreign land.
Fanciful and tragic,
Love in a foreign land.
 
Once
In a lifetime you find
A true meeting of minds,
And a sameness of heart
That is there from the start.
 
A real peace in your soul,
That is finally whole.
You have found one to care
And you share in their
 
Each breathing moment.
Two hearts beat in time.
Like a cosmic explosion
Less force is alive.
 
If you stay with me always
Then we will arrive
At the gates of the Garden,
Our own special Eden,
Our own private world
That no-one
can intrude on.
 
In time
You'll look at the world,
And think of the girl
You left far behind
Forgetting her lines.
A young child she was,
But then of the loss
You won't be surprised,
'Cause you know
That you
 
Grow every day
In your mind,
In your way.
 
It's a part of your life
That you can't throw away.
If you think for a moment
Then you'll hear me say.
 
It's a strange magic feeling
That keeps your head reeling.
A trick of the light
Or the night,
Or the climate.
 
It's all
Wonderful and magic,
Love in a foreign land.
Fanciful and tragic,
Love in a foreign land.
 
Wonderful and magic,
Love in a foreign land.
Fanciful and tragic,
Love in a foreign land.

Alien Intentions

Alien Intentions
© SMP Donovan 2007

I looked and saw

Sitting in the sun

Lots of friends.

Food cooking,

People talking,

Smiling, happy to be here.

I looked up and saw a black spectre in the sky.

As I watch an eagle appears,

Disperses the spectre as it soars from right to left.

All of a sudden, the eagle bursts into flame and disappears.

I turn to the man next to me,

He is watching, too.

Then everything became suddenly cold,

Chilling to the bone, chilling to the soul.

Hundreds of black specters flying from left to right

Filling the sky.

 

I looked around the room,

Warm and comfortable

With the fire alight.

A draped entry caught my eye.

The curtain moving

With the breeze.

Behind the curtain I sense

An evil malevolence.

It's something that I sense

Is hidden there

In there.

I back away

But feel it coming near.

A red glow flashes behind the drapes

But there's no warmth.

The room turns cold.

What are your alien intentions?

What are your alien intentions?

 

I see a black man

Sitting in a dining room

With someone there.

They are talking,

Heated, but not quite arguing.

The man looks through the door

Into the next room

And sees a cat on the mantlepiece.

He stands and gets

A long blade dagger,

Which he throws at it.

I see the dagger

Spinning through the air

Toward the cat.

As it jumps it is impaled

Onto the wall

By the blade.

The scene cuts back 

To the man,

But the dagger blade

Is thrust into his mouth.

His eyes are wide,

Blood is flowing out.

"I saw a great white throne

And the One

Who sat on it.

Earth and Heaven disappeared,

Leaving me

In emptiness.

I saw the dead,

Great and small,

Standing there,

Standing where

A book was opened

Listing all their works

By which they were judged.

The sea gave up

All the dead in it,

And death and hades, too.

And all were judged

By what they had done,

And Death and Hades were

Thrown into the lake of fire.

Thrown into the lake of fire."

© Sean Donovan 2000

New Jerusalem

In the city of a night

there's a rainbow

and it glitters

on a hazy street-life.

All the actors

on a rain-weathered street-stage

Make their entrance from a low-swept doorway.

 

Take me back

New Jerusalem.

Take me back

to the roots of them.

Shuffle aimlessly between the ends of day.

 

Lifeless Romeo

face down on the pavement.

Leaves that settle

on his dust-covered raincoat.

Cries of merry

from the darkness are sounding.

Pallid Fallstaff

leads the chorus downward.

 

Take me back

New Jerusalem.

Take me back

to the roots of them.

Shuffle aimlessly between the ends of day.