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Atlanta Special Trk 20
Bukka White (Booker T. White)
Recorded: Memphis, Tennessee
Album: Farm Blues - Roots RTS 33055
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Bukka

This is song Special, here
Runnin' all down Georgia
All down through the
An all through the Gulf of

When I was a boy
I was startin' to catchin' this
And I never forget, I years old.

I hear'd that that mo'nin
That 8:45 was hittin' rail
I had my mule goin' to the
To do plowin' for my old grandfather.

But when this train was down the line
She picked up it.

(guitar - comin' the line)

I say, 'Whoa!'
My mule
I 'cide to leave, I'd try the

I on out there
And I caught the old freight
That on down

All down through of Mexico
And else.

Oh, I got to thinkin' Atlanta, Georgia.
I say, 'I b'lieve I go where my
old live at.'

Oh, one night I was sittin'
Boilin' some corn on the railroad track.
I thought about my old grandmother
me years ago.
Said
got to reap what you sew.
If you be a good boy, you gon'
bad luck.'

I made me a
(they'll it)
(This way Atlanta, Georgia)

song:

I'm sorry, sorry, sorry, left my

Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord!

When I back in Atlanta, Georgia
Old lived, last name Miss Ester.
She said, 'Son, I heard one of records
Atlanta, Georgia.
Said, 'Can you play it,

I back in my guitar case
and pulled m'old raggedy out.
So glad to get home
I commenced to playin' this for Aunt Ester.

Lord, oh Lord, Lord, Lord!

So glad I headed back

Old lady starts at me, did I want anything to
I was sittin' there lookin' out the railroad
track. I will forget it, she brought me ham
an egg, an toasted an hot cup-a-coffee.

When that line ten mile a-goin' to

I dropped my head an I my food.
I said, 'Now, I got to ride train back'.
She said, 'Son, what is
I said, 'Well, Ester.'
I said, got to go.'

That train was turnin' that mo'nin.

(guitar- tight)

Aunt Ester
'Would I know that train if I could it?'
She said, 'You're too young, you
know nothin' too about hoboin'.

I said, 'Well, I tell ya Ester, if I can
hear the bell on this I could tell you
mo' it.'

When that train to the fifteen mile
curve, a bell will give you a toll this:

(guitar- tolling)

Made me thought about my baby
got n' she died. She's, they called me up.

When she run in her fifteen curve
She throw'd on the airbrake for ten mile.

(guitar - airbraking)

So, Aunt E. me.
She says, 'Where you was born

I said, 'Atlanta,

She said, why you can play that ol' guitar, can't cha!'

While we was she heard that train comin'
that fifteen mile curve.

Two old ladies was on train, cryin' an supperin'
pullin' down the blind. A man him a signal
from the engine to the to slow down.
You could hear him that train 'specially down
comin' through Lou'siana like

(guitar - train)

When the man throw'd that red on
Him sho' it come, that fifteen mile curve.

I ease on off to the station
I Aunt E stop, thank her for her food.
She said, 'Son, don't forget your
mother, now, to told you
Now, she said, Take easy.'

I on out there and got in the blind.
That train jumped on town.

(I was jumpin' down)
(Hauled Georgia, Lou'siana)

Right on to a place he called
Port (?)
(That's in Lou'siana)

(They was strippin'
and ev'rything I done got in)

I get off the train
For a job aks the man for me
to eat

He said, you strip sorgham?
I said, I read about it, but I never did it
He said, 'If you eat anything, you gon' it!'

I 'cided to do a piece a-work for him
He went in an got me sorghum, molasses
cornbread, cheese, hot cup a-coffee.

My was in the yard
The blowed!
When I hear that train blow, on
I said I'm fixin' to t'stripin 'em.

(guitar to end)

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