Secret Frets

Release Date: April 2019 |

Featured Artists

Jim Shearer, tuba and vocals
Gordon Butler, violin and vocals
Steve Smith, mandolin and mandocello
Curt Warren, electric guitar
Joseph Mancilla, acoustic rhythm guitar
with special guests
Steve Eckels, acoustic guitar on Sweet Georgia Brown
Shaun Mahoney, electric guitar solo on Little Rock Getaway

Darkness On The Delta

Music by Jerry Levinson
Lyrics by Marty Symes & Al J. Neiburg

When it’s darkness on the delta
That’s the time my heart is light
When it’s darkness on the delta
Let me linger in the shelter of the night

Fields of cotton all around me
Folks are singin’ sweet and low
I’m so lucky that you found me
Where the muddy Mississippi waters flow

Lounging on the levee
Listenin’ to the nightingales sing
Way up above
There’s laughter on the levee
And no one’s heart is heavy
All God’s children got someone to love

When it’s darkness on the delta
Only heaven is in sight
When it’s darkness on the delta
Let me linger in the shelter of the night


Recompense

Music and Lyrics by Gordon Butler

My head is covered with cloudy weather
It seems so hard to keep my thoughts together
And when I try to make some sense
I can’t get no recompense

I’ve always been content to think
That I might be right on the brink
Of discovering the missing link
But my chain of thought always comes to naught

It don’t make sense but I don’t worry
I guess I’m not really in a hurry
I’d just kind of like to know
How much longer do I have to go, you know

I used to be content to think
That I was almost on the brink
Of discovering the missing link
But my train of thought still always comes to naught

Babies cryin’ and bullets flyin’
I’m getting tire and I ain’t lyin’
And if you’ll pardon me
This cruel scene is beginning to harden me, you see

When you just stop and think
We might right be on the brink
Of discovering the missing link
To our chain of thought that always comes to naught.


Hungry Man

Music and Lyrics by Bobby Troup

I know a chef in Albuquerque
Who excels in bakin’ turkey
So when I want turkey, I go to Albuquerque
‘I’m such a hungry man

There is a cook in East St. Louis
Who makes the most delicious chop suey
So when I want chop suey, I go to East St. Louis
I’m such a hungry man

Duncan Hines, he ain’t got nothin’ on me
I’ve been known to drive alone
To Butte, Montana to get a banana split

They got a fishhouse in Pawtucket
That serves you steamed clams in a bucket
So for clams in a bucket I go to old Pawtucket
I’m such a hungry man

Shish kebob, that’s one of my favorite snacks
Nothin’ beats a piece of pizza or
Out in Laguna, I get my tuna fish

I met a gal in Tucumcari
And she’s the one I plan to marry
Now she was fat and not good-lookin’, but when she started cookin’
That’s where love began
‘Cause me, I’m such a hungry man