Oscar Benton

Lyrics
 Photo by Ramon Philippo

Benjamin Wilder Johnny Laporte I Am Back Johnny Laporte

On the first day of May, I was standing in line In my room, darkness all around
Took a fast train out of town, a quarter to Nine In my room, no one to be found
At home I told, had to see my Mom and Dad Through the ceiling I watch the blue blue sky
Had a mind of traveling, ride train ride While the clouds and the days are passing by

On the train I met a man, Benjamin Wilder I’m waiting, I’m waiting... for what?
We got stuck in conversation kind of heavy
He told about his life, his life he was leaving Every day nurses at my bed
He had a mind of traveling, ride train ride Turning me around, faces very sad
Then the doctor, pointing light into my eyes
Ride train ride Breathing in my face... he is gonna die
Running wheels ride on
We got something in common, ride train ride He’s gonna die, he’s gonna die…..I’m gonna die

After five hours of talking Benjamin left the train Clouds and stars and days are passing by
He didn’t say a word, teardrops in his eyes Then you came like an angel from the sky
From that moment I knew I wouldn’t see him again You held my hand whispering in my ear
He had a mind of leaving, ride train ride “Don’t worry Oscar... I’m here”

Last week at the station, I was standing in line I am back, I am back... I am back!
Took a fast train out of town, a quarter to Nine
Then I saw Benjamin, and is family, running for the train

Never felt so happy, ride train ride

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Bensonhurst Blues revisited A. Kaplan/ A. Kornfeld

Bay Parkway wonder Your grandmother’s accent

You’re such a success Still embarrasses you
Your pretty secretary, ha You’re even ashamed
She say you are the best Of the friends you once knew
Your face always smiling You’re part of the Times now
Say you sure paid your dues Baby you’re making the news
But I know inside But I know inside
You’ve got the Bensonhurst blues You’ve got the Bensonhurst blues

Those custom-made ciggies But thanks for the lesson

That you offer to me pretend Cause the life that I choose
And pretend to care about my family Won’t make me feel like living
And those pictures on your desk With the Bensonhurst blues
All them lies that you abuse And don’t, don’t try to write me
Do they know you suffer And don’t bother to call
From the Bensonhurst blues Cause I’ll be in conference

Merry Christmas you all

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Like A Howlin’ Wolf Johnny Laporte My Heart Skips A Beat Johnny Laporte

Ahoooooh!!! You were playing with my heart, set my soul on fire

Like a Kingsnake Im crawling How I loved you so much, I just can’t describe
I come crawling down your trail Every time I think of you my heart skip a beat
Like a Howling Wolf I Cry Sighing out your name, I hardly sleep
I come crawling down your trail
Oh I hate those words when I heard the news
You won’t hear me knocking Oh I hate those lines, you I had to loose
Like a Howling Wolf I cry Last night I tried so hard to fall asleep
Coming down to get you Couldn’t stop from crying, drowning in my tears

I’ll get you in the garden Love of my life

I’ll get you in the grass I can’t wait for you
I’ll find you in your kitchen Eve….I die for you
I’ll find you in your bed
When will we meet again, oh I hope real soon
Boom boom boom boom Please don’t be mad at me, can you forgive me please
I was a selfish guy to make you cry
Thinking about myself, wish I would die
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Fuzz ‘n Fight Johnny Laporte I’ll Come Riding Johnny Laporte

Me and my baby, sometimes we fuzz and fight I’ll come riding, cross the mountains
Me and my baby, sometimes we fuzz and fight I’ll come sailing, that deep blue sea
Last night my baby didn’t come home last night Over my head, scarlet shadows
Me and my baby, sometimes we fuzz and fight That will lead me, to where I wanne go

If you see my baby call me on the phone All my life I’ve been prayin to myself
If you see my baby tell her I’m all alone In this world how can I how can I be
Me and my baby, sometimes we fuzz and fight All my life I’ve been prayin to myself
Me and my baby, sometimes we fuzz and fight How can I in this world, how can I be

In my life
Oh, In my life

All my life I’ve been praying to myself

In this world without You how can I be
All my life I’ve been saying to myself
Without You in this world there’s no believe

In my life
Oh, In my life
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My Love, Why Johnny Laporte Blue Blues Singer remake G.O. Benton/ G. Post

My love, why do you leave me They call me a blue blues singer

Why do you make me cry Because I always sing the blues
Did I hurt you, I’m so sorry They call me a blue blues singer
Gotta know the reason why Because I always sing the blues
But people don’t know I’m just a sad man
My love, why do you hurt me Fixing the jobs that no one will do
My heart is broken in two
I got to forget you, how can I? I take always a good friend with me
I will always love you He sings his song when I am drunk and sick
I take always a good friend with me
We’ve had such a good time together He sings his song when I am drunk and sick
I want to thank you for that My guitar please let nobody touch him
Let me know some times, if you’re happy on your own For he’s my wife, my food, my stick
Even when you’re not alone
And so we live in peace together
Love, please hold me I love the blues; the blues loves me
Once more, please help me through the night And so we live in peace together
For me there’s no tomorrow I love the blues; the blues loves me
For me this is the end of time Without my blues I’m just a dead man
‘Cause I am blues and blues is me
Better Stop Crying Johnny Laporte Brown Eyes Johnny Laporte

You better stop crying, over me Brown eyes, dark hair

You better stop crying, over me You’re teeth all pearly white
Cause you’re mine, you’re mine, yes you’re mine! Your coffee no sugar
Just a little cream
You better start crying, over him
You better start crying, over him In the morning always smiling
Cause you’re mine, you’re mine, yes you’re mine! In the evening just a little more wine
At night the sun is shining
You better start moving , to my house A little dream, just a little cream
You better start moving , to my house
Tell me, where can I find you
Cause you’re mine, you’re mine, yes you’re mine! Tell me, where do you hide
I am you’re coffee, no sugar

Little dream, little cream

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Old, But Happy Johnny Laporte www.oscar-benton.com

All songs written and composed by Johnny Laporte except
I’m old, but I’m happy Bensonhurst Blues (by A. Kaplan/ A. Kornfeld) and Blue Blues Singer
Yes I’m old, no regrets (G.O. Benton/ G. Post).

I did right, and I did wrong Initiator and executive producer: Johnny Laporte
Not to old to sing this song
Musicians on ‘I am back’:
Oscar Benton - vocals
Country Girl... are you happy? Johnny Laporte - acoustic and electric guitar, bass, piano, slide
Erik Schurman - acoustic and electric guitar, bass, banjo,
Country Girl... are you sad? synthesizer
We were young, in the sunshine Laura Nijhuis - backing vocals
Martijn Bosman - drums
Country girls, I won’t forget JaapJan Schermer - drums
Rob van Donselaar - piano, hammond, wurlitzer
Ruben Hoeke - solo guitar Better Stop Cryin’
Never had a chance to come close to you Lut Luttik - double bass
Didn’t even know your name Kim Snelten - blues harp
Why did God make you so beautiful?
Photography lyrics booklet by Robert Daniel Dinu, Ramon Philippo and
Country Girl... He is to blame Roel van Dalen.

Artwork and design by Jan Blaauw.

Now I’m old, and I’m glad
With the memories of you my Country Girl
Some lucky guy is holding your hand now
He’s got the woman, I got the girl

My Country Girl
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Photo by Ramon Philippo