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Dry Land Blues
02:35
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I can look through muddy water, baby, and spy dry land.
If you don't want me, honey, let's take hand in hand.
I'm going so far, can't hear your rooster crow.
I'm going so far, can't hear your rooster crow.
This is my last time ever knocking at your door.
My last time ever knocking at your door.
Man, you can take my woman, but you ain't done nothin' smart,
I got more'n one woman playing in my back yard.
Windstorm come and it blowed my house away.
I'm a good ol' boy but I ain't got nowhere to stay.
And it's trouble here, and it's trouble everywhere,
So much trouble floating in the air.
What you gonna do, when your trouble get like mine?
What you gonna do, your trouble get like mine?
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New Greenback Dollar
02:52
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I was born In east Virginia
South Carolina I did go
There I loved a pretty little woman
And her age I did not know
Now, I don't want your greenback dollar
I don't want your watch and chain
All I want Is your heart darling
Won't you take me back again
Oh, her hair was brown and curly
And her cheeks were rosy red
On her breast she wore white lilies
All the tears that I have shed
Papa said we cannot marry
Mama said it'll never do
If you ever learn to love me
I will run away with you
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Little Willie Green, from New Orleans, a greedy boy was he,
He always wanted a lot of kids just to keep his company
One day his Ma brought him a Jelly Roll, the best cake that was made,
And when the kids began to hang around, then Little Willie said
Now, I ain't gonna give nobody none of this jellyroll
I wouldn't give you a piece of my cake to save your soul!
My Ma told me today,
When she went away,
She said to be a good boy, she'd bring me a toy,
I’m my mama’s pride and joy,
Now there ain't no use for you to keep on hanging around,
I love you but I hate to turn you down,
My jellyroll is sweet, it’s mighty hard to beat
Oh, I know that you want it, but you ain't gonna get it,
I ain’t gonna give you none.
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4. |
Big Ball In Brooklyn
03:27
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5. |
Victory Rag
01:45
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Nashville Blues
02:55
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Them golden shoes you hear so much about
If you wore ‘em down here you’d soon wear ‘em out
We're gonna wear up 'em yonder when they put on the robes
Gonna put on my golden shoes
Chorus:
I'll rise when the rooster crows
I'll rise when the rooster crows
I'm going back south where the sun shines hot
Oh down where the sugar cane grows
Don't let old Satan try to fool you
For the gates'll be closed and you can't get through
With a long white robe and the white socks too
Gonna put on my golden shoes
(Chorus)
When Gabriel comes for to blow his horn
Well you needn't pull back for you gotta go on
So prepare yourself for the judgment day
For you can't take money and buy your way
(Chorus)
We'll have cider all the fall
And then I’m going to the ball
Where the duck chews tobacco and the goose drinks wine
The old hen cackle while the rooster keeps the time
(Chorus)
Whatcha gonna do when the women all dead?
Gonna sit in the corner with a hung down head
Well when I marry I won't marry for riches
I'll marry a big fat gal so she can’t wear my britches
(Chorus)
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9. |
House Of David Blues
02:53
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Gee, but ain't it grand, don't you hear that band
Play those House of David Blues
All the folks in town gather around
To see the funny things they do
When ham was selling for a dollar a pound
I eat so many rabbits made me hop all around
Gee, but ain't it grand, don't you hear that band
Play those House of David Blues
Gee, but ain't it grand, don't you hear that band
Play those House of David Blues
All the folks in town gather around
To see the funny things they do
Well, a Dominecker rooster and a bowlegged hen
They go together but they ain't no kin
Gee, but ain't it grand, don't you hear that band
Play those House of David Blues
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10. |
Station House Blues
04:05
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12. |
Diving Duck Blues
03:22
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Victor Anthony British Columbia
Nashville native Victor Anthony has made his living around the edges of the art world since 1985, working as a musician, actor, and photographer, occasionally all in the same week. His style is firmly based in the roots tradition of the American South. Victor and his wife Joëlle make their home in BC's Gulf Islands and he's looking forward to exploring Canada with suitcase and guitar in hand. ... more
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