Charles Peers, R.O.I 1941 (http://www.kenthistoryforum.co.uk/index.php?topic=11817.0)
The song is filled with bliss from my childhood, in the summer me and my brothers and sisters would go to Tonge Pond. The pond was a converted Mill and we'd spend our time paddling in the waters. We'd also see who the bravest of us was by defying our Dads words and jumping full bodied in the water. Next to our primary school was a small bank which stood a large tree which held a strong rope to make a swing. After school we would line up and take turns on the swing until our Mum came and picked us up, always late and with a bag full of sweets. I always found (and have noticed since moving from home) that the people there are very limited in what they want in life, that's not a bad thing, they are the most humblest and grounded people I know and would bend over backwards for anyone they cared for. This thought gave birth to the line "your feet they fit your shoes ok" implying that you weren't to big for your boots. The sad thing was at the time I was living this way I never appreciated what I had, I always had in mind that I wanted to be famous and dreamed of a massive house with a massive pool. The simple life wasn't good enough for me, we were so limited in variety of clothing when growing up that I used to think I was dressed up if I had a tracksuit with matching top and bottoms. I was always too scared to step out of my comfort zone for fear I wasn't good enough and a lot of the times I relied on somebody to do it for me. I appreciate the day my headmaster dragged me into the office of the lady who worked in the further educations department and tried getting me to go to uni, no matter how many tables I hid under, how many walls I ran behind and how many alternate routes I took round the college she got me out of there and helped getting me on to the road, so cheers for that!!
Anyway enough ramblings on about childhood memories. Musically I'm still recording, I'm hoping to put the music video to 'Man of Kent' up by the end of the week and I have a gig at the end of the month which all are welcome to...
The address is Kiss The Sky, 18-20 Park Road, Crouch End, N8 7EB, come down for some bare, stripped back, old fashioned acoustic music and as in the words of blog no27...."Follow me to the stage".
Verse 1
Little country house on a little country corner,
Dirt track next to the ol' pond water
A place to cool when the sun got warm a
Little bit of heaven on hell's corner.
There's something I love 'bout the old country way
When you say what you want and mean what you say,
No hard feelings on the next day
And your feet they fit your shoes ok.
Build
Money to spare was always scarce,
We never got if we never worked hard,
It sometimes kept us awake at night,
Alright, we were alright.
Chorus
Bang, bang over the land of Kent,
Hell's Corner was heaven sent,
Never would I replace,
The way which I was born and raised,
Though sometimes I wish I'd fly away...
Verse 2
To an eight roomed house with a twelve car drive,
A room to myself and money for style,
A silver spoon to eat Mamas pie,
Country morals with a dandy life.
Buils (trial)
Would that take away from the simple things?
A rope wrapped around the arm of a tree,
We'd fly down the banks on a homemade swing,
We'd fly, how we'd fly...
Chorus
Bang, bang over the land of Kent,
Hell's Corner was heaven sent,
Never would I erase,
The way which I was born and raised,
Now I'm gonw I wish I'd fly away...
Repeat verse 1
To that little country house on a little country corner,
Dirt track next to the ol' pond water
A place to cool when the sun got warm a
Little bit of heaven on hell's corner.
Little bit of heaven on hell's corner,
There's a little bit of heaven on hell's corner.
Karl Smitherman © 2013
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