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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
WOODY GUTHRIE
Woodrow Wilson Guthrie (July 14, 1912 – October 3, 1967) was an American
singer-songwriter, one of the most significant figures in American western folk
music.
His music, including songs, such as "This Land Is Your Land", has inspired
several generations both politically and musically.
He wrote hundreds of country, folk, and children's songs, along with ballads
and improvised works.
His album of songs about the Dust Bowl period, Dust Bowl Ballads, is included
on Mojo magazine's list of 100 Records That Changed The World.
Many of his recorded songs are archived in the Library of Congress.
Songwriters such as Bob Dylan, Phil Ochs, Johnny Cash, Bruce Springsteen,
Robert Hunter, Harry Chapin, John Mellencamp, Pete Seeger, Andy Irvine,
Joe Strummer, Billy Bragg, Jerry Garcia, Jay Farrar, Bob Weir, Jeff Tweedy,
Bob Childers, Sammy Walker, Tom Paxton, AJJ, Brian Fallon, and
Sixto Rodríguez have acknowledged Guthrie as a major influence.
He frequently performed with the slogan "This machine kills fascists"
displayed on his guitar.
Guthrie was brought up by middle-class parents in Okemah, Oklahoma until
he was 14, when his mother Mary was hospitalized as a consequence of
Huntington's disease, a fatal hereditary neurological disorder.
His father moved to Pampa, Texas, to repay debts from unsuccessful real estate
deals. During his early teens, Guthrie learned folk and blues songs from his
parents' friends.
He married at 19, but with the advent of the dust storms that marked the
Dust Bowl period, he left his wife and three children to join the thousands of
Okies who were migrating to California looking for employment. He worked
at Los Angeles radio station KFVD, achieving some fame from playing hillbilly
music; made friends with Will Geer and John Steinbeck; and wrote a column
for the communist newspaper People's World from May 1939 to January 1940.
Throughout his life, Guthrie was associated with United States communist
groups, although he did not appear to belong to any.
With the outbreak of World War II and the non-aggression pact the Soviet Union
had signed with Germany in 1939, the owners of KFVD radio were not
comfortable with Guthrie's political leanings. He left the station, ending up in
New York where he wrote and recorded his 1940 album Dust Bowl Ballads,
based on his experiences during the 1930s, which earned him the nickname the
"Dust Bowl Troubadour".
In February 1940 he wrote his most famous song, "This Land Is Your Land".
He said it was a response to what he felt was the overplaying of Irving Berlin's
"God Bless America" on the radio.
Guthrie was married three times and fathered eight children.
His son Arlo Guthrie became nationally known as a musician.
Guthrie died in 1967 from complications of Huntington's disease.
His first two daughters also died of the disease. During his later years,
in spite of his illness, Guthrie served as a figurehead in the folk movement,
providing inspiration to a generation of new folk and country musicians,
including mentoring Ramblin' Jack Elliott and Bob Dylan.
This land is your land (Woody Guthrie)
This land is your land, this land is my land
From California, to the New York Island
From the Redwood Forest, to the Gulf Stream waters
This land was made for you and me
As I was walking a ribbon of highway
I saw above me an endless skyway
I saw below me a golden valley
This land was made for you and me
This land is your land, this land is my land
From California, to the New York Island
From the Redwood Forest, to the Gulf Stream waters
This land was made for you and me
I've roamed and rambled and I've followed my footsteps
To the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts
And all around me a voice was sounding
This land was made for you and me
This land is your land, this land is my land
From California, to the New York Island
From the Redwood Forest, to the Gulf Stream waters
This land was made for you and me
The sun comes shining as I was strolling
The wheat fields waving and the dust clouds rolling
The fog was lifting a voice come chanting
This land was made for you and me
This land is your land, this land is my land
From California, to the New York Island
From the Redwood Forest, to the Gulf Stream waters
This land was made for you and me
As I was walkin' - I saw a sign there
And that sign said "No trespassin'"
But on the other side .... it didn't say nothin!
Now that side was made for you and me!
This land is your land, this land is my land
From California, to the New York Island
From the Redwood Forest, to the Gulf Stream waters
This land was made for you and me
So long (it's been good to know yuh) (Woody Guthrie)
I've sung this song, but I'll sing it again, Of the people I've met and the places I've seen. Of some of the troubles that bothered my mind And a lot of good people that I've left behind, saying: So long, it's been good to know yuh;
So long, it's been good to know yuh; So long, it's been good to know yuh. What a long time since I've been home, And I've gotta be driftin' along.
The sweethearts they sat in the dark and they sparked. They hugged and they kissed in that dusty old dark. They sighed and they cried and they hugged and they kissed, But instead of marriage they talked like this: Honey,
Chorus
Woody's (older) song goes:
I've sung this song, and I'll sing it again Of the place where I lived, on the wild windy plain In a month called April, a county called Gray Here is what all of the people there say: (Well, it's...)
Chorus: So long, it's been good to know yuh; So long, it's been good to know yuh; So long, it's been good to know yuh. But this dusty old dust is a-gettin' my home And I've gotta be driftin' along.
Well the dust storm came, it came like thunder It dusted us over, it dusted us under; It blocked all the traffic and blocked out the sun, And straightway for home all the people did run (singin'...)
Chorus
The sweethearts sat in the dark and they sparked, They hugged and they kissed in that dusty old dark; They sighed and they cried and they hugged and they kissed But instead of marriage, they were talkin' like this: (Honey,...)
Chorus
The telephone rang. It jumped off the wall, That was the preacher, a-makin' his call. He said, "Kind friends, this may the end You have your last chance at salvation from sin!" cho: (optional this time) Well, the churches was jammed and the churches was packed, But that dusty old dust storm it blew so black That the preacher could not read a word of his text, So he folded his specs, took up a collection, (Sayin'...)
Chorus.
Do Re Mi (Woody Guthrie)
Lots of folks back East, they say, is leavin' home every day
Beatin' the hot old dusty way to the California line
'Cross the desert sands they roll, gettin' out of that old dust bowl
They think they're goin' to a sugar bowl but here's what they find
Now the police at the port of entry say
"You're number fourteen thousand for today"
Oh, if you ain't got the do re mi folks you ain't got the do re mi
Why you better go back to beautiful Texas
Oklahoma, Kansas, Georgia, Tennessee
California is a garden of Eden, a paradise to live in or see
But believe it or not you won't find it so hot
If you ain't got the do re mi
You want to buy you a home or a farm that can't deal nobody harm
Or take your vacation by the mountains or sea
Don't swap your old cow for a car, you better stay right where you are
You better take this little tip from me
'Cause I look through the want ads every day
But the headlines on the papers always say
If you ain't got the do re mi boys you ain't got the do re mi
Why, you better go back to beautiful Texas
Oklahoma, Kansas, Georgia, Tennessee
California is a garden of Eden, a paradise to live in or see
But believe it or not you won't find it so hot
If you ain't got the do re mi
INTERVIEW
SELECTED DISCOGRAPHY
SISTER ROSETTA THARPE
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Sister Rosetta Tharpe (March 20, 1915 – October 9, 1973) was an American singer,
songwriter, guitarist, and recording artist. She attained popularity in the 1930s and
1940s with her gospel recordings, characterized by a unique mixture of spiritual lyrics
and rhythmic accompaniment that was a precursor of rock and roll. She was the first
great recording star of gospel music and among the first gospel musicians to a
ppeal to
rhythm-and-blues and rock-and-roll audiences, later being referred to as "the original
soul sister" and "the Godmother of rock and roll".
She influenced early rock-and-roll musicians, including Little Richard, Johnny Cash,
Carl Perkins, Chuck Berry, Elvis Presley and Jerry Lee Lewis.
Tharpe was a pioneer in her guitar technique; she was among the first popular
recording artists to use heavy distortion on her electric guitar, presaging the rise of
electric blues. Her guitar playing technique had a profound influence on the
development of British
blues in the 1960s; in particular a European tour with Muddy Waters in 1963 with a
stop in Manchester is cited by prominent British guitarists such as Eric Clapton,
Jeff Beck, and Keith Richards.
Willing to cross the line between sacred and secular by performing her music of
light" in the "darkness" of nightclubs and concert halls with big bands behind her,
Tharpe pushed spiritual music into the mainstream and helped pioneer the rise of
pop-gospel, beginning in 1938 with the recording "Rock Me" and with her 1939 hit
"This Train".
Her unique music left a lasting mark on more conventional gospel artists such as
Ira Tucker, Sr., of the Dixie Hummingbirds. While she offended some conservative
churchgoers with her forays into the pop world, she never left gospel music.
Tharpe's 1944 release "Down by the Riverside" was selected for the
National Recording Registry of the U.S. Library of Congress in 2004, which noted
hat it "captures her spirited guitar playing and unique vocal style, demonstrating
clearly her influence on early rhythm-and-blues performers" and cited her influence
on "many gospel, jazz, and rock artists". ("Down by the Riverside" was recorded by
Tharpe on December 2, 1948, in New York City, and issued as Decca single 48106.
Her 1945 hit "Strange Things Happening Every Day", recorded in late 1944, featured
Tharpe's vocals and electric guitar, with Sammy Price (piano), bass and drums.
It was the first gospel record to cross over, hitting no. 2 on the Billboard "race
records" chart, the term then used for what later became the R&B chart, in April
1945. The recording has been cited as a precursor of rock and roll.[6] On December
13, 2017,
Tharpe was chosen for induction into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame as an
Early Influence.
This train (Rosetta Tharpe)
This train is a clean train, you know, this train
This train is a clean train, I said, this train
This train is a clean train, everybody riding in Jesus' name
This train is a clean train, I said, this train
This train has left the station, you know, this train
This train has left the station, I said, this train
This train has left the station and this train takes on every nation
'Cause this train is a clean train, I said, this train
It's the prettiest train I ever have seen, this train
It's the prettiest train I ever have seen, oh, this train
It's the prettiest train I ever have seen
But if you want to ride it, you better get redeemed
'Cause this train is a clean train, I said, this train
Hey, this train is bound for glory, this train
This train is bound for glory, I said, this train
Hey, this train is bound for glory, everybody riding her must be holy
'Cause this train is a clean train, I said, this train
Hey, this train don't pull no jokers, I said, this train
This train don't pull no jokers, ah, ah, this train
Hey, this train don't pull no jokers
No tobacco chewers and no cigar smokers
'Cause this train is a clean train, I said, this train
This train is a clean train, I said, this train
This train is a clean train, I said, this train
This train is a clean train, everybody's riding in Jesus' name
'Cause this train is a clean train, I said, this train
Hey, this train is a clean train, I said, this train
INTERVIEWS
Up above my head I hear music in the air (Rosetta Tharpe)
Up above my head (Up above my head)
I hear music in the air (I hear music in the air)
Up above my head (Up above my head)
I hear music in the air I hear music in the air)
Up above my head (Up above my head)
I hear music in the air (I hear music in the air)
And I really do believe (Yeah) I really do believe
There's a Heaven somewhere (There's a Heaven somewhere)
Up above my head (Up above my head)
I hear music in the air (I hear music in the air)
Up above my head (Up above my head)
I hear music in the air (I hear music in the air)
Up above my head (Up above my head)
I hear music in the air (I hear music in the air)
And I really do believe (I really do believe)
Yes, I really do believe (I really do believe)
Yes, I really do believe I really do believe…
There's a Heaven somewhere (Up above my head)
Yeah, yeah, yeah... Yeah, I believe
Yes, I believe Yes, I believe Yes, I believe Yes, I believe
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah Oh, yeah, oh, yeah Oh, oh, oh, oh
Yes, I believe
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah Oh, yeah, oh, yeah
I believe, I believe I believe, I believe I believe, I believe
I believe, I believe
SELECTED DISCOGRAPHY
Rock Me (Rosetta Tharpe)
Now won't you hear me singin'
Hear the words that I'm saying
Wash my soul with water from on high
Why the world loves love is around me
Even force to buy me
But oh, if you leave me
I will die
You hold me in the bosom
Till the storms of life is over
Rock me in the cradle of our love
Only feed me till I want no more
Then you take me to your blessed home above
Make me journey
You make my burning brighter
Help me to do good wherever I can
Oh, let thou praise and thrill me
Thou loving kindness fill me
Then you hold me
Hold me in the hollow of the hand
You hold me in the bosom
Till storms of life is over
Rock me in the cradle of our love
Only feed
Then you'll take me to your blessed home above