Cell Songs

by Williamsboy

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This album is a collection of songs recorded on my cell phone. I've used the Garage band app for some drums, and somekeys but other than that the other insturments you hear are all organic. Enjoy.

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released July 9, 2013

Songs Mastered by Alex Saltz of APS MASTERING NYC. www.apsmastering.com
all songs written and recorded by Matt Williams (the williamsboy)

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Some rights reserved. Please refer to individual track pages for license info.

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Williamsboy New Jersey

Williams is not the new, unique, star struck, artist of the day. If that's what you're looking for, go to google.com and find just that. If you're into original music that comes from the heart, enjoy the music of this un-hip rock and roll family guy. Sign the mailing list. Buy some music. Spread the word. ... more

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Track Name: The Walkin' Song
hey come walkin' with me
baby let me hold your hand
if you call me your sweet sugar pie
baby i'll be your man

lets go walkin
down to the beach
a little kissin' and a huggin
just my baby and me.

hey lets go walkin' pack up your sack
and leave your damn cell phone home
I wanna take you in so honey lets begin
by putting out for the road

lets go walkin
down to the beach
a little kissin' and a huggin
just my baby and me.

hey come walkin' with me
baby let me hold your hand
if you call me your sweet sugar pie
baby i'll be your man

lets go walkin
down to the beach
a little kissin' and a huggin
just my baby and me.
Track Name: Zombaleena
Are you ready to go?
Are you ready to leave?
She says She needs 45 more minutes please
Please

And I can't comprehend
Why it take her so long to get dressed
She tell me that she looks like the walking dead
Dead

Baby I don't care what you look like
You don't need mabeline to make me randy
Honey lets let our lips do the talking

Girl why you so insecure?
Hun you know me better than that.
She say she don't look like no super model
At all.

Darlin won't you listen to me
You're such a beautiful girl
She tell me that she don't think she beautiful
At all.

Baby I don't care what you look like
You don't need mabeline to make me randy
Honey, lets let our lips do the talking.
Track Name: Leola
where's my Leola, Leola my dear
Where's my Leola, My Cajun Amarouex
Where's my Leola, Leola my Sweet.
Old man river took her away from me

I visit my Leola beneath the soft glow of the moon
I lie down beside her, sing to her this tune
a love song that i wrote when we were younger, just for her
my sleeping bayou queen, my Cajun Amourex

where's my Leola, Leola my dear
Where's my Leola, My Cajun Amarouex
Where's my Leola, Leola my Sweet
Dodgy old man river took her away from me

After many days at sea, that storm made the shore
with the fury of a Titan, and a birth of 200 miles
Trees cracked and crumbed neath' it's punishing winds
I left for plaquemens parish to see Leola again

Levys couldn't hold, and the water kept a risin'
while Leola lay sleepin' the tides begin to churn
that mighty mississippi, that dirty old man river
unearthed my sweet Leola, and carried her away

where's my Leola, Leola my dear
Where's my Leola, My Cajun Amarouex
Where's my Leola, Leola my Sweet
Dodgy old man river took her away from me

For a year I searched the bayou, everyday I'd walk the land
Searching for her casket, with her locket in my hand
Sometimes I'd think I'd see her, nestled softly on the banks
But that dodgy old man river fooled me once again

I'll never stop my looking, I couldn't go bare go on
knowing my Leola ain't back where she belongs
And my time is close to over, and I feel the need to sleep
But even in death I'll keep searching for my Cajun queen

where's my Leola, Leola my dear
Where's my Leola, My Cajun Amarouex
Where's my Leola, Leola my Sweet
Dodgy old man river took her away from me
Track Name: Change
You say things you don't mean, but she still feels them
Your eyes can't hide the way you really feel, cause he knows how to read them
pretending you're lovers, kissing like kids. yet it feels so vacant
An empty space runs through the middle of the, where there never used to be one.

And everythings starting to change
And everythings starting to change

A bottle of beer, and a bottle of Jameson stand on the kitchen table
There's a pile of tissues on the bedroom floor, a couple of pages torn from a journal

And everythings starting to change
And everythings starting to change

A southern wind grabs hold of the wind chimes hanging from the corner of the porch
in the driveway they reach out for something that they've lost, some how, some where, and it's so damn hard for them to let go. Don't wanna let go

And everythings starting to change
And everythings starting to change

And everythings starting to change
And everythings starting to change