Creedon 2010

Country

Control

Something in the Orange

STRAIGHT AND NARROW

A Cigarette

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This is a song about tractors and agricultural contracting harvesters lifting grass and lifting silage with tractors and trucks. the video was made by Marty taking photos and pics of tractors ,trucks and harvesters while he was out driving and working and writing the song in his head . Its like farm simulator only real

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#martymone #hitthediff #tractorsongs

MARTY MONE  - HIT THE DIFF LYRICS

PRECHORUS 
Mowing lifting Sowing baleing.
Drawing hauling and buckrakeing.
Backing  stacking ploughing crashing.
Tipping wrapping tail doors flapping .
Sucking diesel cutting trucking.
Spreading piping double cluching.
Spinning slideing digging rIgging.
Raring tearing losing winning.

CHORUS

O hit the diff and pray.
That she go's all the way.
When am flat to the mat. 
with the party hats 
Am heading for the tea
They thought that we where quitting. 
Well when the sun went down. 
With a flame from the pipe 
we drove all nite 
to the fuel it ran out.

VERSE 1

O give me a yoke 
with plenty of poke
And a can of easy start.
And 1500 acres 
hauling  40 tone of grass.
I said good bye before july
to the woman in an offal rush
And it was near christmas 
before i got back in touch

VERSE 2

I found a sate
But i had no brakes
Couldn't keep it cool
With loads of power 
I was behide an hour
So i give the pump a scew
Out all nite.
With no lights 
Only seeing stars
And the gloom from the moon
And the diesel light in the dash

VERSE 3

Over load on 
on a down hill road
Slapping trough the gears
Sending snap chats 
of what am at 
to every one on the beer
Hit the dual to low 
and i started to roll
All wheels in the air
it was my chance
 to grease the nipples
i never knew was there

VERSE 4

Need some sleep
and new teeth 
for digging and      
dozein in muck
In case it rains 
need an owl chain
lying in the truck 
Climeing limeing 
mixing piping
After the field is cut
Theres manys a gap
you won't get at
with out 6,000 foot

CHORUS 
O hit the diff and pray
That she go's all the way
When am flat to the mat 
with the party hats 
am heading for the tae
They thought that we where quitting 
Cuz the summer doesn't last 
but we,re heading to New Zealand
where the craic it only starts.

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Songs wrote By.        Marty Mone
Artist                          Marty Mone
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Published by               Marty Mone 
Producer                      Marty Mone
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Video Editor                 Marty Mone
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Hit The Diff

Heaven's Eyes

Jailbreak/Sunday Supper

Jailbreak

Keeps Me Sane

Focus on the Next Step, Not the Whole Map

Tourist History

This Is the Life

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This is a song about trucks and trucking that Marty wrote while out trucking on the road in his lorry and rig

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#martymone #sliptheclutch #tractorsongs

MARTY MONE - SLIP THE CLUTCH LYRICS 
CHORUS
Slip the clutch in a bullnose truck, I’m heading for the boat
Well I never said goodbye to the woman this time but I left her a note
Well I’m up 3 steps in heaven, Well on the highway to hell,
and I know it’ll be a while before I say goodbye because I your looking well.
Hey
 
VERSE 1 
It was just my luck to be given a truck with an eget of a load,
 with vicegrips and a hammer and adjustable spanner and a roaring V8 stove,
the tachograph was turning black as I passed the London eye,
 with one eye on the road and the other on the phone I took a selfie passing by.

VERSE 2 

Hauling chains and cranes on roads and lanes and slurry and money by the ton
blowing the air horn loud going through the town and starting her on the run. 
Hauling wood and grub on this double drive tub as the road was rubbing the flaps
well it was a good laugh to I broke a half shaft and busted the gear box.

PRE-CHORUS    
50 tonne plus and forty tonne behind, 27/4 on the old 19 and baby I’m coming
 back to you

CHORUS 
Oh Slip the clutch in a bullnose truck, I’m heading for the boat
Well I never said goodbye to the woman this time but I left her a note
Well I’m up 3 steps in heaven, Well on the highway to hell,
and I know it’ll be a while before I say goodbye because I your looking well.Hey

 VERSE 4 
Slap some grease on the 5th wheel face  and legs and pipes and lights,
 go under the Liffey in Dublin city like New York City at night. 
Hauling for the council with air bags bouncing, the tipping ram still up, 
had to tip the load while still on the go because I didn’t have time to stop

VERSE 5 
Hauling mail and grain off  boats and trains and oil and fags and drink,
 and driving like hell longside a self-propelled and hoping she don’t sink.
 If your luck runs out come home on the bounce and get super Hampton boots, buy a loaf and V8 coat and 20 lamps for the roof.

PER- CHORUS
50 tonne plus and forty tonne behind, 27/4 on the old 1.9 and baby I’m coming back to you

CHORUS
Oh Slip the clutch in a bullnose truck, I’m heading for the boat
Well I never said goodbye to the woman this time but I left her a note
Well I’m up 3 steps in heaven, Well on the highway to hell,
and I know it’ll be a while before I say goodbye because I your looking well.Hey

VERSE 5 
Doing the tonne well down the M1 when the limiter fuse did melt, 
when the woman rang and said sorry tang but you know I met someone else. With two chrome stacks roaring up the back on  the bang flat out in top, 
my only fear in an understeer, would I get her stopped at the dock.

RE-CHOURS
Ra joe honey got the hammer to the floor and if that’s your 20 that’s a big 10/4, but baby I’m still coming back to you


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Focus on the Next Step, Not the Whole Map

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