BLUES SONG LYRICS, Lecture notes of Piano

Download BLUES SONG LYRICS and more Lecture notes Piano in PDF only on Docsity! BLUES SONG LYRICS “Three O’clock Blues,” by B.B. King Well now it’s three o’clock in the morning And I can’t even close my eyes Three o’clock in the morning baby And I can’t even close my eyes Can’t find my baby And I can’t be satisfied I’ve looked around me And my baby she can’t be found I’ve looked all around me, people And my baby she can’t be found You know if I don’t find my baby I’m going down to the golden ground That’s where the men hang out Goodbye, everybody I believe this is the end Oh goodbye everybody I believe this is the end I want you to tell my baby Tell her please please forgive me Forgive me for my sins “Stones in My Passway,” Robert Johnson I got stones in my passway and my road seem dark as night I got stones in my passway and my road seem dark as night I have pains in my hearts they have taken my appetite I have a bird to whistle and I have a bird to sing Have a bird to whistle and I have a bird to sing I got a woman that I'm lovin' boy, she don't mean a thing My enemies have betrayed me have overtaken poor Bob at last My enemies have betrayed me have overtaken poor Bob at last An ' 'ere's one thing certainly they have stones all in my pass Now you tryin' to take my life and all my lovin' too You laid a passway for me now what are you trying to do I'm cryin' please plea-ease let us be friends And when you hear me howlin' in my passway, rider plea-ease open your door and let me in I got three legs to truck home boys, please don't block my road I got three legs to truck home boys, please don't block my road I've been feelin' ashamed 'bout my rider babe, I'm booked and I got to go “If I Had Possession Over Judgment Day,” by Robert Johnson If I had possession over judgment day if I had possession over judgment day Lord, the little woman I'm lovin' wouldn't have no right to pray And I went to the mountain lookin' far as my eyes could see And I went to the mountain lookin' far as my eye could see Some other man got my woman and the -'a lonesome blues got me And I rolled and I tumbled and I cried the whole night long And I rolled and I tumbled and I cried the whole night long Boy, I woke up this mornin' my biscuit roller gone Had to fold my arms and I slowly walked away spoken: I didn't like the way she done Had to fold my arms and I slowly walked away I said in my mind, "Yo," trouble gon' come some day Now run here, baby set down on my knee I wanna tell you all about the way they treated me “I Believe I ' l l Dust My Broom 1936,” by Robert Johnson I'm goin' get up in the mornin', I believe I'll dust my broom I'm goin' get up in the mornin', I believe I'll dust my broom Girlfriend, the black man you been lovin', girlfriend, can get my room I'm gon' write a letter, telephone every town I know I'm gon' write a letter, telephone every town I know If I can't find her in West Helena, she must be in East Monroe I know I don't want no woman, wants every downtown man she meet I don't want no woman, wants every downtown man she meet She's a no good doney, they shouldn't allow her on the street I believe, I believe I'll go back home I believe, I believe I'll go back home You can mistreat me here, babe, but you can't when I go home And I'm gettin' up in the mornin', I believe I'll dust my broom I'm gettin' up in the mornin', I believe I'll dust my broom Girlfriend, the black man you been lovin', girlfriend, can get my room I'm gonna call up Chiney, see is my good girl over there I'm gonna call up China, see is my good girl over there 'F I can't find her on Philippine's island, she must be in Ethiopia somewhere __________ Note 1: both West Helena and East Monroe are in Arkansas, some 30 miles apart. “Dust My Broom 1951,” by Robert Johnson, Elmore James I'm gonna get up in the mornin', I believe I'll dust my broom (2x) Girlfriend, the black man you been lovin', girlfriend, can get my room I'm gon' write a letter, Telephone every town I know (2x) If I can't find her in West Helena, She must be in East Monroe, I know I don't want no woman, Wants every downtown man she meet (2x) She's a no good doney, They shouldn't 'low her on the street I believe, I believe I'll go back home (2x) You can mistreat me here, babe, But you can't when I go home And I'm gettin' up in the morning, I believe I'll dust my broom (2x) Girlfriend, the black man that you been lovin', Girlfriend, can get my room I'm gon' call up Chiney, She is my good girl over there (2x) If I can't find her on Philippine's Island, She must be in Ethiopia somewhere “The Weary Blues,” Langston Hughes Droning a drowsy syncopated tune, Rocking back and forth to a mellow croon, I heard a Negro play. Down on Lenox Avenue the other night By the pale dull pallor of an old gas light He did a lazy sway . . . He did a lazy sway . . . To the tune o' those Weary Blues. With his ebony hands on each ivory key He made that poor piano moan with melody. O Blues! Swaying to and fro on his rickety stool He played that sad raggy tune like a musical fool. Sweet Blues! Coming from a black man's soul. O Blues! In a deep song voice with a melancholy tone I heard that Negro sing, that old piano moan-- "Ain't got nobody in all this world, Ain't got nobody but ma self. I's gwine to quit ma frownin' And put ma troubles on the shelf." Thump, thump, thump, went his foot on the floor. He played a few chords then he sang some more-- "I got the Weary Blues And I can't be satisfied. Got the Weary Blues And can't be satisfied-- I ain't happy no mo' And I wish that I had died." And far into the night he crooned that tune. The stars went out and so did the moon. The singer stopped playing and went to bed While the Weary Blues echoed through his head. He slept like a rock or a man that's dead. “John Henry,” by Sonny Terry & Brownie McGhee When John Henry was a little baby, Sitting on his daddy's knee, Pointed he figured out a little piece of steel, Steel's gonna be the death of me, Lord, Lord, Steel's gonna be the death of me, Well, now steel's gonna be the death of me, Lord, Lord, Steel's gonna be the death of me. John Henry told his captain one day, A man ain't nothin' but a man, Before I will let you steam drill beat me down, Would die with this hammer in my hand, Lord, Lord, Die with this hammer in my hand, I would die with this hammer in my hand, Lord, Lord, Die with this hammer in my hand. John Henry had a little woman, Her name was Polly Ann, John Henry got sick and had to go to bed, You know Polly, she drove steel like a man, Lord, Lord, Polly, she drove steel like a man. How she drive? John Henry drivin' on the right hand side, Steam drill drivin' on the left, Before I will let your steam drill beat me down I will drive my poor self to death, Lord, Lord, Drive my poor self to death. John Henry drove steel on the Southern He drove steel on the C&O. He drove steel for that Big Ben Tunnel Steel drivin' kill John you know, Steel drivin' kill John you know, Well, now steel drivin' kill John you know, Lord, Lord, Steel drivin' kill John you know. Some says John Henry was born in Texas, Some people thinks he was born in Maine, John Henry was born down in Tennessee, He was a leader of a steel-driving-gang, Lord, Lord, Leader of a steel-driving-gang, Was a leader of a steel-driving-gang, Lord, Lord, Leader of a steel-driving-gang. Well, the captain loved to see John Henry, One of all loved to hear him sing, But most of all that the paymaster loved, He just loved to get John Henry's hammer ring, He just loved to get John Henry's hammer ring, He just loved to get John Henry's hammer ring, Lord, Lord, Loved to get John Henry's hammer ring. They carried John Henry on the mountain, Upon a mountain so high, Last words I heard that poor boy say: Give me a cool drink of water 'fore I die, Give me a cool drink of water 'fore I die, Give me a cool drink of water 'fore I die. Well, they carried John Henry's body to the White-house, And they laid it in the sand, Everytime a locomotive follows go rollin' by, They say: Yonder lays a steel-drivin' man, Well, now yonder lays a steel-drivin' man, They say yonder lays a steel-drivin' man, Yonder lays a steel-drivin' man.