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

is song Atlanta Special, here
Runnin' all down through
All down the south
An all through the of Mexico

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

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

But when this train was comin' down the
She up wit' it.

(guitar - comin' the line)

I say, 'Whoa!'
My stopped
I to leave, I'd try the world

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

All down through Gulf of
And else.

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

Oh, one I was sittin' down
some corn down on the railroad track.
I thought about what my old
told me ago.
Said
got to reap what you sew.
If you don't be a boy, you gon'
bad luck.'

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

This

I'm sorry, sorry, sorry, left my

Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord!

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

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

Lord, oh Lord, Lord, Lord!

So glad I back home

Old starts at me, did I want anything to eat?
I was sittin' lookin' out toward the railroad
track. I never forget it, she brought me ham
an egg, an cheese an hot cup-a-coffee.

When that straight line ten a-goin' to

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

That train was tight that mo'nin.

(guitar- tight)

Aunt ask-ed
'Would I that train if I could hear 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 train I could tell you
mo' it.'

When that train jumped to the fifteen
curve, a will give you a toll like this:

(guitar- tolling)

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

When she run in her fifteen curve
She on the airbrake for la't ten mile.

(guitar - airbraking)

So, E. stops me.
She says, 'Where you was at?'

I said, 'Atlanta,

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

While we was talkin' she 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
the engine to the coach to slow down.
You could hear him chokin' train 'specially down
comin' Lou'siana like this:

(guitar - train)

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

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

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

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

Right on down to a he called
Teht (?)
(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, 'Can you strip
I said, I read it, but I ain't never did it
He said, 'If you eat anything, you strip it!'

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

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

(guitar to end)

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