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Long As His Leg
03:08
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Long As His Leg
Kenneth had a drinkin’ horn
As long as his leg, as long as his leg
Kenneth had a drinking horn
And he filled it up with rum
Kenneth drank the rumble down
Filled up his leg, filled up his leg
Kenneth drank the rumble down
Until it all was done
To that drinkin’ horn – let’s raise a cup
Though you and I – we can’t keep up
Let us drink the rumble up
To that horn of great reknown
Let’s hear it for that drinkin’ horn
As long as his leg, as long as his leg
Let’s hear it for that drinkin’ horn
That damn near touched the ground
Kenneth had a drinking horn
As long as his leg, as long as his leg
Kenneth had a drinking horn
That made the ladies grin
The ladies loved that drinkin’ horn
As long as his leg, as long as his leg
Martini night they filled it up
With vermouth and a lot of gin
To that drinkin’ horn – let’s raise a cup
Though you and I – we can’t keep up
Let us drink the rumble up
To that horn of great reknown
Let’s hear it for that drinkin’ horn
As long as his leg, as long as his leg
Let’s hear it for that drinkin’ horn
That damn near touched the ground
Kenneth had a drinkin’ horn
As long as his leg, as long as his leg
Kenneth had a drinkin’ horn
And he filled it up with rum
Kenneth drank the rumble down
Filled up his leg, filled up his leg
Kenneth drank the rumble down
Until it all was done
Kenneth got his stumble on
On wobbly leg, on wobbly leg
Kenneth got his stumble on
And still he made it home
Kenneth had a drinking horn
As long as his leg, as long as his leg
Kenneth had a drinking horn
And he filled it up with rum
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Miranda
04:34
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Miranda
Miranda was a lady of the evening
With a gift of tellin’ fortunes on the side
Her talents they were ample - Ay, the men-folk they did sample
Her hips and Tarot cards, they never lied
But the rest of her was sweet, sweet fabrication
And she wove a bit more in it every day
Till she bilked a fancy lord out of more than he could afford
Miranda said – ‘Fore I lose my head, I’d best be on my way
Lie, lie, lie, lie de die, lie de day
Now any card’s the answer to the trouble that you’re in
So she asked the cards, which one’s the one she couldn’t live without
She tossed them in the air – kept the last to fall upright
And she threw the other 77 out
She tucked that card deep inside her corset
Laced it tight and packed what she had left
Now it ,ight have been some magic or the six days on the run
When she unlaced herself that Devil’s grin was inked upon her breast
Truth be told she ain’t playin’ with a full deck
Truth be told, it doesn’t matter, not one bit
She’s the best at tellin’ fortunes
Son, you’d best get out your gold
For Miranda and the Devil on her tit
Now you’ve got to love a woman keeps her cards close to her chest
And Miranda’s got the Devil’s own to guard
If you’re wantin’ some cavortin’ – then it be your good fortune
She’s got somethin’ else in mind when she says she’ll read your cards
Truth be told she ain’t playin’ with a full deck
Truth be told, it doesn’t matter, not one bit
She’s the best at tellin’ fortunes
Son, you’d best get out your gold
For Miranda and the Devil on her tit
Now, Miranda’s spent some time with ink and needle
And every Tarot card is tattooed on her flesh
From the Major to the Minor – nah, you won’t see nothin’ finer
Than when Miranda gets to shufflin’ her deck
Truth be told she ain’t playin’ with a full deck
Truth be told, it doesn’t matter, not one bit
She’s the best at tellin’ fortunes
Son, you’d best get out your gold
For Miranda and the Devil on her tit
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The Floggin' Frog Inn
03:06
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Pirate Lips
03:05
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Pirate Lips (c) 2018 G. LaMonte
I was an innocent bystander standin' at the bar
When I found myself surrounded by a bunch of folks cried AARGH
There were feathers in their tricorns and pistols on their hips
And I found myself a kissin' a pair of pirate lips
Hey Ho, a pirate's lips are fuzzy
Hey Ho, a pirate's lips, they taste of rum so sweet
Hey Ho, it's a fact
Aha, no turnin' back
Don't get between me and my one-eyed Jack
It s a pirate's lips for me
He sang to me of wind and sea and raidin'
I heard him tellin' tales of lands so far away from me
His hair it smelt of salt and his muscles oh so taut
I kissed him once again, said would you like some company
Hey Ho, a pirate's bed is comfy
Hey Ho, how it swings when we are out to sea
Hey Ho, it's a fact
Aha, no turnin' back
Don't get between me and my one-eyed Jack
It s a pirate's lips for me
And when those pirate lips whisper I love thee
He can steer me anywhere he please
And when he bellows out those pirate shanties
He can sing the bloomin' panties off of me
Hey Ho, a pirate's life is wicked
Hey Ho, it s storm and salt and sex on seven seas
Hey Ho, it's a fact
Aha, no turnin' back
Don't get between me and my one-eyed Jack
It's a pirate's life
I'll be a pirate's wife
Hey Ho, a pirate's lips are fuzzy
Hey Ho, a pirate's lips, they taste of rum so sweet
Hey Ho, it's a fact
Aha, no turnin' back
Don't get between me and my one-eyed Jack
It s a pirate's lips for me
(c) Gina LaMonte 9/2018
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The Shipwrecked Pirates of Summerland and the Round Eared Elves of Camp Rivendell (c) 2015 G. LaMonte
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Ring It Every Day
03:54
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Ring It Every Day (c) G. LaMonte 2018
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St. Joan's Balls
05:53
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St. Joan’s Balls
Are you in need of miracles? Are you in need of grace?
I’m the Relic trader, I’ve got a bit of every Saint.
I’ve got your Holy Relics, guaranteed the “faux” real thing
Blood and bone and eyelash, fallen Angel hair and wing
To fix your place in Heaven, to chase all ills away
For your eternal salvation, coin’s a tiny price to pay
But if you’ve been extra naughty, and deeper is your need
I’ve got bits the everyday man is not prepared to see
So, bring your purse, we’ll make that deal; step this way with me
Promise you’ll never speak of what you’re about to see
St. Joan of Arc was woman! Yes, she was one righteous dude
And if you are in need of testicular fortitude
If you need to grow a pair, if you’re needin’ to stand tall
These were pulled straight from the fire! I’ve got St. Joan’s Balls
St. Joan’s Balls
St. Joan’s Balls
Three schillings each or five for the pair
I’ve got St. Joan’s Balls
Here’s a lovely relic from the Mother of our Lord
The sweetest Virgin Mary, her hair is woven in this cord
‘Tis not the hair upon her head, so it comes at greater cost
Some silver for her curly bits and you’ll grow back what you lost
Mother Mary’s Curls
Mother Mary’s Curls
Grow back what you once gave away
With Mother Mary’s Curls
Baby Jesus, He was Jewish, and even without sin
That first sacrifice at eight days old was that little band of skin
If you’re feelin’ poorly, just grip this relic tight
Give it a hearty shake, and like our Saviour, you shall rise
The Foreskin of our Lord
The Foreskin of our Lord
All that’s dead shall rise again
The Foreskin of our Lord
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Mama Gina Tampa, Florida
Award winning singer/songwriter & wanderlust ... fearless story-telling ... bluesy vocals ... humor ... straight-ahead, rhythmic, 12 string acoustic guitar ... djembe ... frame drums ... all weft and warp of the soul of this bard
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