My love letter to the cult '80s TV action series 'Airwolf.'

Dedicated to Mr Jan-Michael Vincent, Ernest Borgnine & Alex Cord. R.I.P. 

Written, Performed & Co-Produced by Lee Hutchings (Electric Guitars, Bass Guitar, Synths, Drum Programming & Vocals.)

Performed & Co-Produced by Alan Smith (Synths.) 

Lyrics

He wakes up in the middle of the night,
Dripping in his sweat.
Visions so real full of death and fright,
A guilt for whom he left behind.

His face is lined by a warriors tears,
The years have passed him by.
But he ain’t lost in the valley of fear,
No, set the controls – this Hawke’s ready to fly.

(Coz he’s a…)
SinJin Lover!
(Coz he’s a…)
SinJin Lover!

Pictures from before grace his every wall,
Lone reasons to hold on.
Better times when both answered the call,
To join in a cause that’s soon to go wrong.

But now with all foes locked within his sights, 
And rage swelling in his heart.
Yes, he’s got what it takes, the ladies bringing the fight,
Nothing stands in the way – to keep them apart. 

(Coz he’s a…)
SinJin Lover!
(Coz he’s a…)
SinJin Lover!
(It’s Coz…)
There’s no better brother!
(Yeah, he’s the greatest…)
SinJin Lover!

Solo

Intro Reprise

Chorus

(Coz he’s a…)
SinJin Lover!
(Never stop a…)
SinJin Lover!
(You go, you…)
SinJin Lover!
(Yeah, you’re the greatest…)
SinJin Lover!

All ownership & copyright: LeeHutchings2021

SinJin Lover!

My second love letter song to the cult '80s TV action series 'Airwolf.'

Dedicated to Mr Jan-Michael Vincent, Ernest Borgnine & Alex Cord. R.I.P.

Written, Performed & Co-Produced by Lee Hutchings (Guitars, Bass, Vocals.)

Performed & Co-Produced by Alan Smith (Synths.)

Performed by Nicholas Schlesinger (Drums.)

Lyrics

“Not since the dawn of man,
Has someone found a way,
To make the most delicious meal,
One to worship every day.”

Well, that’s what our hero shouts,
While he runs on down the street,
Mouth so wet he can hardly speak,
And a stomach led by his feet.

Dom wants his delight,
A greasy Rueben from the stand,
He’s got his red cap on and is looking for fun,
Now spread the word, tell everyone.

Those sweet smells drifting nationwide,
Tugging at his nose, for sure,
His chest puffs up with enormous pride,
Now the lure of meat lies beyond the door.

To take a bite how it must be nice
Juices dripping down your chin,
With so much fun at a reasonable price,
What a shame it can’t keep him thin.

But what will happen should he get there,
And find no Rueben's he can have?
Might this sight ever end him?
Why no, there's one put aside so Dom won't feel sad!

Dom’s got his delight,
A greasy Rueben in his hand,
And with that red cap on, he's having some fun,
Now spread the word, tell everyone.

Oh, Dom (Oh, Dom), etc. 

All ownership & copyright: LeeHutchings2021

Dom's Delight

Written, arranged, and performed by Lee Hutchings.

Recorded and mixed at 3Sixty Studios, London (http://3sixtystudios.com/)

Copyright: 2016

Hidden Under Your Feet

Written, arranged, and performed by Lee Hutchings.

Recorded and mixed at The Living Room Studios, London (http://jakejasonread.weebly.com)

Copyright: 2016

We Couldn't Give Anymore

No Luck

Written, arranged, and performed by Lee Hutchings.

Recorded and mixed at 3Sixty Studios, London (http://3sixtystudios.com/)

Copyright: 2017

Lead Us To The Water

Written by Lee Hutchings (as part of the ICMP "Next Steps in Songwriting" course - https://www.icmp.ac.uk/course/next-steps-songwriting)

Arranged and performed by Lee Hutchings (all guitars, bass guitar, piano and vocals) and Jake Jason Read (drums, percussion and electric piano).

Recorded and mixed at The Living Room Studios, London (http://jakejasonread.weebly.com)

Copyright: 2017