Luyện nghe bài hát Atlanta Special

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

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

When I was a boy
I was to catchin' this train
And I forget, I fifteen years old.

I that train that mo'nin
That 8:45 was hittin' that
I had my mule to the field
To do plowin' for my old grandfather.

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

(guitar - down the line)

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

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

All down Gulf of Mexico
And else.

Oh, I got to about 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 what my old grandmother
told me ago.
son:
'You got to what you sew.
If you don't be a boy, you gon'
bad luck.'

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

song:

I'm sorry, sorry, sorry, my home

Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord!

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

I reached back in my guitar
and pulled raggedy guitar out.
So glad to get back
I to playin' this song for Aunt Ester.

Lord, oh Lord, Lord, Lord!

So I headed back home

Old lady starts at me, did I want to eat?
I was sittin' there out toward 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 this train 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 ask-ed
'Would I know that train if I could hear
She said, 'You're too young, you
know too much about hoboin'.

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

When that jumped to the fifteen mile
curve, a bell will give you a like 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 mile
She throw'd on the 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 play that ol' guitar, cha!'

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

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

(guitar - train)

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

I on off back 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, life easy.'

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

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

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

(They was sorghum
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 strip
I said, I about it, but I ain't never did it
He said, 'If you eat anything, you strip it!'

I 'cided to do a little 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 blow, gettin' on
I said I'm fixin' to t'stripin 'em.

(guitar to end)

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