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Charley Patton Blues Song Lyrics


'34 Blues

by Charley Patton
recording of 1929-1934
from Charley Patton: Founder Of The Delta Blues (Yazoo L-1020),
copyright notice
I ain't gonna tell nobody, '34 have done for me
I ain't gonna tell nobody what, '34 have done for me
Took my roller1, I was broke as I could be
They run me from Will Dockery's2, Willie Brown, I want your job
They run me from Will Dockery's, Willie Brown, I want your job
(spoken: Buddy, what's the matter?)
I went out and told papa Charley,
"I don't want you hangin' round on my job no more"
Fella, down in the country, it almost make you cry
Fella, down in the country, it almost make you cry
(spoken: My God, children!)
Women and children flaggin' freight trains for rides
Carmen got a little six Buick, big six Chevrolet car
Carmen got a little six Buick, little six Chevrolet car
(spoken: My God, what solid power!)
And it don't do nothin' but, follow behind Holloway's farmer's plow
And it may bring sorrow, Lord, it may bring tears
It may bring sorrow, Lord, and it may bring tears
Oh, Lord, oh, Lord, let me see your brand new year


Banty Rooster Blues

by Charley Patton
recording of 1929-1934

I'm gonna buy me a banty, put him at my backdoor
I'm gonna buy me a banty, put him at my backdoor
So when he see a stranger a-comin', he'll flap his wings and crow
What you want with a rooster, he won't crow 'fore day?
What you want with a rooster, he won't crow 'fore day?
What you want with a man, when he won't do nothin' he say?
What you want with a hen won't, cackle when she lays?
What you want with a hen won't, cackle when she lays?
What you want with a woman, when she won't do nothin' I say?
Ah, take my picture, hang it up in Jackson wall1
Ah, take my picture, hang it up in Jackson wall
Anybody asks you "What about it", tell 'em "That's all I saw"
My hook's in the water, and my cork's on top
My hook's in the water, and my cork's on top
How can I lose, Lord, with the help I got
I know my dog anywhere I hear him bark
I know my dog anywhere I hear him bark
I can tell my rider, if I feel her in the dark


Bird Nest Bound


by Charley Patton / Willie Brown

Come on, mama, go to the edge of town
Come on, mama, go to the edge of town
I know where there's a bird nest, built down on the ground
If I was a bird, mama,
if I was a bird, mama, I would find a nest in the heart of town
(spoken: Lord, you know I'd build it in the heart of town)
So when the town get lonesome, I'd be bird nest bound
Hard luck is at your front door, blues are in your room
Hard luck is at your front door, blues are in your room
Callin' at your back door, "What's gonna become of you?"
Sometimes I say I need you, then again I don't
Sometimes I say I need you, then again I don't
(spoken: You know it's the truth, baby)
Sometime I think I'll quit you, then again I won't
Oh, I remember one mornin' stand in my baby's door,
(spoken: Sure, boy, I was standin' there)
Oh, I remember one mornin' stand in my baby's door,
(spoken: Boy, you know what she told me?)
"Look-a here papa Charley, I don't want you no more"
Take me home sweet home, baby, to that shiny star
Take me home now to, that shiny star
(spoken: Lord, you know I'm just stayin' there)
You don't need no tellin', mama, take you in my car
 
Down The Dirt Road Blues (Version 1)

by Charlie Patton
recording of 1929-1934

I'm goin' away, to a world unknown
I'm goin' away, to a world unknown
I'm worried now, but I won't be worried long
My rider got somethin', she's tryin'a keep it hid
My rider got somethin', she's tryin'a keep it hid
Lord, I got somethin' to find that somethin' withI feel like choppin', chips flyin' everywhere
I feel like choppin', chips flyin' everywhere
I been to the Nation1, oh Lord, but I couldn't stay there
Some people say them oversea blues ain't bad
(spoken: Why, of course they are)
Some people say them oversea blues ain't bad
(spoken: What was a-matter with 'em?!)
It must not a-been them oversea blues I had
Every day seem like murder here
(spoken: My God, I'm no sheriff)
Every day seem like murder here
I'm gonna leave tomorrow, I know you don't bid my care
Can't go down any dirt road by myself
Can't go down any dirt road by myself
(spoken: My Lord, who ya gonna carry?)
I don't carry my2, gonna carry me someone else

 
Down The Dirt Road Blues (Version 2)


by Charley Patton
recording of 1929-1934

I'm goin' away, to a world unknown
I'm goin' away, to a world unknown
I'm worried now, but I won't be worried long
Her heart hurts so bad, she try to keep it hid
Her heart hurts so bad, she try to keep it hid
Ah, Lord, I got some, hmm, finer love somewhereI feel like choppin' it, chips flyin' everywhere
I feel like choppin' it, chips flyin' everywhere
I'm glad, but I'm leavin', Lord, but I couldn't stay there
Some people say them overseas blues ain't bad
(spoken: Why, of course they are)
Some people say them overseas blues ain't bad
(spoken: What was the matter with 'em?)
It must not been them overseas blues I had
Everyday seems like murder here
(spoken: My Lord, of course they are)
Everyday seems like murder here
I'm gone leave tomorrow, I know you don't a bit more care
I can't go down a dark road by myself
I can't go down a dark road by myself
(spoken: My Lord, who ya gonna carry?)
I don't carry my heart, gonna carry me someone's else


Dry Well Blues

by Charlie Patton
recording of 1929-1934

Way down in Lula1, hard livin' has done hit
Way down in Lula, hard livin' has done hit
Lord, your drought come an' caught us, an' parched up all the tree
Aw, she stays over in Lula, bid that ol' town goodbye
Stays in Lula, bidding you the town goodbye
'Fore I would come to know the day, oh, the Lula well was gone dry
Lord, there're citizens around Lula, aw, was doin' very well
Citizens around Lula, aw, was doin' very well
Now they're in hard luck together, 'cause rain don't pour nowhere
I ain't got no money and I sure ain't got no hope
I ain't got no money and I sure ain't got no hope
2...come in, furnished all the cotton and crops
Boy, they tell me the country, Lord, it'll make you cry
Lord, country, Lord, it'll make you cry
Most anybody, Lord, hasn't any water in the bayou3
Lord, the Lula womens, Lord, puttin' Lula young mens down
Lula men, oh, puttin' Lula men down
Lord, you outta been there, Lord, the womens all leavin' town







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