Luyện nghe bài hát Atlanta Special

Atlanta 6:03 Trk 20
White (Booker T. Washington White)
Recorded: 1963 Memphis,
Album: Parchman Blues - Roots RTS 33055
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Bukka

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

I was a little boy
I was startin' to this train
And I never forget, I fifteen old.

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

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

(guitar - down the line)

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

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

All down Gulf 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 what my old
me years ago.
Said
'You got to 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 fell back in Atlanta,
Old lived, last name Miss Ester.
She said, 'Son, I one of your records
Atlanta, Georgia.
Said, 'Can you play it,

I reached back in my 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 I headed back home

Old lady starts at me, did I 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 straight line ten mile a-goin' to

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

train was turnin' tight that mo'nin.

(guitar- tight)

Aunt Ester
'Would I know that train if I hear it?'
She said, too young, you don't
know nothin' too about hoboin'.

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

that train jumped to the fifteen mile
curve, a bell will 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 mile 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, 'That why you can play ol' guitar, can't cha!'

While we was talkin' she heard that train
into that mile curve.

Two old ladies was on that train, cryin' an
pullin' down the blind. A man give him a
the engine to the coach to slow down.
You could hear him chokin' that train 'specially
comin' through like this:

(guitar - train)

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

I ease on off to the station
I tol' Aunt E stop, her for her food.
She said, 'Son, don't what 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 down to a place he
Port (?)
(That's in Lou'siana)

(They was strippin'
and I done got hauled in)

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

He said, 'Can you sorgham?
I said, I read it, but I ain't never did it
He said, 'If you eat anything, you gon' it!'

I 'cided to do a little a-work for him
He went in there an got me sorghum,
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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