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Get rythm (Joaquin Phoenix / Johnny Cash)
Hey get rhythm when you get the blues
C'mon get rhythm when you get the blues
Get a rock and roll feelin' in your bones
Get taps on your toes and get gone
Get rhythm when you get the blues
A little shoeshine boy he never gets lowdown
But he's got the dirtiest job in town
Bendin' low at the people's feet
On a windy corner of a dirty street
Well I asked him while he shined my shoes
How'd he keep from gettin' the blues
He grinned as he raised his little head
He popped his shoeshine rag and then he said
Get rhythm when you get the blues
C'mon get rhythm when you get the blues
Yes a jumpy rhythm makes you feel so fine
It'll shake all your troubles from your worried mind
Get rhythm when you get the blues
Get rhythm when you get the blues
Get rhythm when you get the blues
C'mon get rhythm when you get the blues
Get a rock and roll feelin' in your bones
Get taps on your toes and get gone
Get rhythm when you get the blues
Well I sat and listened to the sunshine boy
I thought I was gonna jump with joy
He slapped on the shoe polish left and right
He took his shoeshine rag and he held it tight
He stopped once to wipe the sweat away
I said you mighty little boy to be a workin' that way
He said I like it with a big wide grin
Kept on a poppin' and he'd say it again
Get rhythm when you get the blues
C'mon get rhythm when you get the blues
It only cost a dime just a nickel a shoe
It does a million dollars worth of good for you
Get rhythm when you get the blues
For the good times (Kris Kristofferson)
Don't look so sad. I know it's over
But life goes on and this world keeps on turning
Let's just be glad we had this time to spend together
There is no need to watch the bridges that we're burning
Lay your head upon my pillow
Hold your warm and tender body close to mine
Hear the whisper of the raindrops
Blow softly against my window
Make believe you love me one more time
For the good times
I'll get along; you'll find another,
And I'll be here if you should find you ever need me.
Don't say a word about tomorrow or forever,
There'll be time enough for sadness when you leave me.
Lay your head upon my pillow
Hold your warm and tender body Close to mine
Hear the whisper of the raindrops
Blow softly against my window
Make believe you love me
One more time
For the good times
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MUSIC FOR THE GOOD PEOPLE
THE GREAT AMERICAN SONG TRADITION
ROBERT JOHNSON
Robert Leroy Johnson (May 8, 1911 – August 16, 1938) was an American blues singer, songwriter and musician. His landmark recordings in 1936 and 1937 display a combination of singing, guitar skills, and songwriting talent that has influenced later generations of musicians. Johnson's poorly documented life and death have given rise to much legend. The one most closely associated with his life is that he sold his soul to the devil at a local crossroads to achieve musical success. He is now recognized as a master of the blues, particularly as the personification of the Delta blues style.
As an itinerant performer who played mostly on street corners, in juke joints, and at Saturday night dances, Johnson had little commercial success or public recognition in his lifetime. He participated in only two recording sessions, one in San Antonio in 1936, and one in Dallas in 1937, that produced 29 distinct songs (with 13 surviving alternate takes) recorded by famed Country Music Hall of Fame producer Don Law. These songs, recorded at low fidelity in improvised studios, were the totality of his recorded output. Most were released as 10-inch, 78 rpm singles from 1937–1938, with a few released after his death. Other than these recordings, very little was known of him during his life outside of the small musical circuit in the Mississippi Delta where he spent most of his life; much of his story has been reconstructed after his death by researchers.
His music had a small, but influential, following during his life and in the
two decades after his death. In late 1938 John Hammond sought him out
for a concert at Carnegie Hall, From Spirituals to Swing, only to discover
that Johnson had died. Brunswick Records, which owned the original
recordings, was bought by Columbia Records, where Hammond was
employed. Musicologist Alan Lomax went to Mississippi in 1941 to record
Johnson, also not knowing of his death. Law, who by then worked for
Columbia Records, assembled a collection of Johnson's recordings titled
King of the Delta Blues Singers that was released by Columbia in 1961.
It is widely credited with finally bringing Johnson's work to a wider
audience. The album would become influential, especially on the nascent
British blues movement which was just getting started at the time;
Eric Clapton has called Johnson "the most important blues singer that ever
lived."Musicians such as Bob Dylan, Keith Richards, and Robert Plant
have cited both Johnson's lyricism and musicianship as key influences
on their own work. Many of Johnson's songs have been covered over
the years, becoming hits for other artists, and his guitar licks and lyrics
have been borrowed and re-purposed by many later musicians.
Renewed interest in Johnson's work and life led to a burst of scholarship
starting in the 1960s. Much of what is known about him today was
reconstructed by researchers such as Gayle Dean Wardlow. Two films,
the 1991 documentary The Search for Robert Johnson by John Hammond, Jr.
, and a 1997 documentary, Can't You Hear the Wind Howl, the Life and
Music of Robert Johnson, which included reconstructed scenes with
Keb' Mo' as Johnson, were both attempts to document his life, and
demonstrated the difficulties arising from the scant historical record and
conflicting oral accounts.
Johnson was inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in its first induction
ceremony, in 1986, as an early influence on rock and roll. He was awarded
a posthumous Grammy Award in 1991 for The Complete Recordings, a 1990
compilation album. His single "Cross Road Blues" was inducted into the
Grammy Hall of Fame in 1998, and he was given a Grammy Lifetime
Achievement Award in 2006. In 2003, David Fricke ranked Johnson fifth in
Rolling Stone magazine's "100 Greatest Guitarists of All Time".
Crossroads (Robert Johnson)
I went to the crossroad, fell down on my knees
I went to the crossroad, fell down on my knees
Asked the Lord above "Have mercy, now save poor Bob, if you please"
Yeoo, standin' at the crossroad, tried to flag a ride
Ooo eeee, I tried to flag a ride
Didn't nobody seem to know me, babe, everybody pass me by
Standin' at the crossroad, baby, risin' sun goin' down
Standin' at the crossroad, baby, eee, eee, risin' sun goin' down
I believe to my soul, now, poor Bob is sinkin' down
You can run, you can run, tell my friend Willie Brown
You can run, you can run, tell my friend Willie Brown
That I got the crossroad blues this mornin', Lord, babe, I'm sinkin' down
And I went to the crossroad, mama, I looked east and west
I went to the crossroad, baby, I looked east and west
Lord, I didn't have no sweet woman, ooh well, babe, in my distress
Sweet home Chicago (Robert Johnson)
Oh, baby don't you want to go? Oh, baby don't you want to go?
Back to the land of California To my sweet home Chicago
Oh, baby don't you want to go? Oh, baby don't you want to go?
Back to the land of California To my sweet home Chicago
Now one and one is two Two and two is four
I'm heavy loaded, baby I'm booked, I gotta go
Cryin' baby Honey don't you want to go?
Back to the land of California To my sweet home Chicago
Now two and two is four Four and two is six
You gonna keep monkeyin' round with your friend-boy, you gonna get your
Business all in a trick
But I'm cryin' baby Honey don't you wanna go?
Back to the land of California To my sweet home Chicago
Now six and two is eight Eight and two is ten
Friend-boy, she trick you one time She sure gonna do it again
But I'm cryin' hey, hey Baby don't you want to go?
To the land of California To my sweet home Chicago
I'm goin' to California From there to Des Moines Iowa
Somebody will tell me that you Need my help someday, cryin'
Hey, hey aby don't you want to go?
Back to the land of California To my sweet home Chicago
Love in vain (Robert Johnson)
I followed her to the station, with a suitcase in my hand
And I followed her to the station, with a suitcase in my hand
Well, it's hard to tell, it's hard to tell, when all your love's in vain
All my love's in vain
When the train rolled up to the station, I looked her in the eye
When the train rolled up to the station, and I looked her in the eye
Well, I was lonesome, I felt so lonesome, and I could not help but cry
All my love's in vain
When the train, it left the station, with two lights on behind
When the train, it left the station, with two lights on behind
Well, the blue light was my blues, and the red light was my mind
All my love's in vain
Hoo-hoo, ooh, Willie Mae
Oh oh hey, hoo, Willie Mae
Hoo-hoo, ooh, eeh, oh woe
All my love's in vain
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SONNY TERRY
Du Noyer, Paul (2003). The Illustrated Encyclopedia of Music. Fulham, London: Flame Tree Publishing. p. 181. ISBN 1-904041-96-5.
Terry, Sonny (as told to Kent Cooper) (1975). The Harp Styles of Sonny Terry. Oak Publications. p. 7. Other sources give his place of birth as Greensboro,
North Carolina.
Campbell, Al. "Sonny Terry: Biography". AllMusic.com. Retrieved October 7, 2015.
"Sonny Terry & Brownie McGhee, At the Bunkhouse: Songs, Reviews, Credits". AllMusic.com. Retrieved October 7, 2015.
Saunders Teddell, or Saunders Terrell (or other variants, sources differ) (October 24, 1911 – March 11, 1986), known as Sonny Terry, was an American Piedmont blues and folk musician, who was known for his energetic blues harmonica style, which frequently included vocal whoops and hollers and occasionally imitations of trains and fox hunts.
Terry was born in Greensboro, Georgia.His father, a farmer, taught him to play
basic blues harp as a youth. He sustained injuries to his eyes and went blind
by the time he was 16, which prevented him from doing farm work, and was
forced to play music in order to earn a living. Terry played Campdown Races
to the plow horses which improved the efficiency of farming in the area.
He began playing blues in Shelby, North Carolina.
After his father died, he began playing in the trio of Piedmont blues–style
guitarist Blind Boy Fuller. When Fuller died in 1941, Terry established a
long-standing musical relationship with Brownie McGhee, and they recorded
numerous songs together. The duo became well known among white audiences
during the folk music revival of the 1950s and 1960s. This included collaborations
with Styve Homnick, Woody Guthrie and Moses Asch, producing classic
recordings for Folkways Records (now Smithsonian/Folkways).
In 1938 Terry was invited to play at Carnegie Hall for the first From Spirituals
to Swing concert, and later that year he recorded for the Library of Congress.
He recorded his first commercial sides in 1940. Some of his most famous
works include "Old Jabo", a song about a man bitten by a snake, and
"Lost John", which demonstrates his amazing breath control.
Despite their fame as "pure" folk artists, in the 1940s Terry and McGhee fronted
a jump blues combo with honking saxophone and rolling piano, which was
variously billed as Brownie McGhee and his Jook House Rockers or
Sonny Terry and his Buckshot Five.
Terry was also in the 1947 original cast of the Broadway musical comedy
Finian's Rainbow.
He also appeared in the film The Color Purple, directed by Steven Spielberg.
With McGhee, he appeared in the 1979 Steve Martin comedy The Jerk.
Terry collaborated with Ry Cooder on "Walkin' Away Blues".
He also performed a cover of Robert Johnson's "Crossroad Blues" for the
1986 film Crossroads.
Terry and McGhee were both recipients of a 1982 National Heritage Fellowship
awarded by the National Endowment for the Arts, which is the United States
government's highest honor in the folk and traditional arts. That year's
fellowships were the first bestowed by the NEA.
Terry died of natural causes in Mineola, New York in March 1986, three days
before Crossroads was released in theaters. He was inducted into the
Blues Hall of Fame in the same year.
Bring it home to me (Sonny Terry)
If You Ever, Change Your Mind
About Leavin', Leavin' Me Behind
Oh, Bring It To Me Bring Your Sweet Lovin'
Bring It On Home To Me.
(TALK)
I'll give Her Jewelry, And Money, Too
And that's not all, All I'll do for You
Oh, Bring It Bring Your Sweet Lovin'
Bring It On Home To Me.
One More Thing. Your Know I Tried
Tried To Treat Her Right
But She Stayed Out
She Stayed Out Late At Night
Bring It To Me
Bring Your Sweet Lovin'
Bring It Back Home To Me,
Yeah, Yeah...
Born with the blues (Sonny Terry)
From my childhood to where I am now I ain't gonna worry, I'll get by somehow
My Momma had 'em, my daddy had 'em too I was born with the blues
I'll tell you somethin' Friend it ain't no joke I wouldn't take my past life For my weight in gold
My momma had 'em, daddy had 'em too I was born with the blues
I've used my guitar for my pillow Hollow log has even been my bed
Blues, my only companion I had to sing the blues for my meat and bread
I want you to know I begin to roam Poor old Brownie come from a broken home
My Momma had 'em, daddy had 'em too I was born with the blues
If you've ever been down You know how I feel
Feel like an engine Ain't got no drivin' wheel
But I'm not ashamed Ain't that news I been livin' with the blues
Don't believe I'm sinkin' Look what a hole I'm in
Don't believe I love you Look what a fool I've been
But I'm not ashamed Ain't that news I been livin' with the blues
Because rocks was my mother n father's pillow Cold ground had to be their beds
Blue sky was their blanket And the moonlight was their spread
If you think I'm happy You don't know my mind
Smile on my face My heart's bleeding all the time
But I'm not ashamed Ain't that news I been livin' with the blues
Because rocks was my mother n father's pillow
Cold ground had to be their beds
Blue sky was their blanket
And the moonlight was their spread
Worked all summer Slaved all the fall
Had to take your Christams In your overalls
But I'm not ashamed Ain't that news
My Momma had 'em, daddy had 'em too
I was born with the blues
But I'm not ashamed Oh no friends
Ain't that a lot of news Me and old Sonny's got the blues