Rememberence of Charlie Patton Trk 15 White (Booker T. Washington White) Unknown Recorded: 1963 Memphis, (A spoken by Bukka White) [email protected]
Always wanted to be old Charlie Patton. Long ago I was a kid, I hear him an play those numbers 'I'll hitch up my and saddle my black mare'
An I used to pick cotton an around in Clarksdale after them cafes, eatin' an cracker. None of the other boys they didn't have an I was thinkin'. I say, I to come to be a great man like Charlie Patton, but I want to get killed he did, the way he got killed, the way he had to go. I've always I knew I had to die but I didn't want one of ol' sand-foot woman, womens to up and cut my throat or do somethin' to me was unnecessary.
And so goes on and got me old piece a-guitar. And I always wanted to play up my buggy, saddle up my black mare' 'I find my baby in this great big world, somewhere.'
And I got chance he was passed. So, he wasn't even thinkin' passing. And I his hand once, his brother in Clarksdale a brother that work at The Compress. And I said, if I ever to get half way grown or grown, I would wanna be like Charlie Patton was.
An after I heard about his After I got near grown I have liked at that time To met the one caused him to have that dead. he was a great boy. And ah, he to play-a, a number by 'Old blue jumped the and they runnin' one sold mile' 'When the rabbit dead, he cried just like a child'. And you know I felt so good over I quit eatin' rabbit. 'Cause them rabbit you do holler when the dog catch up to 'em. He bit in a newborn baby And was screamin' and cry'nin'. And ah, after I hear, Charlie went on an play that number, I 'cide I just eat rabbit If had my dog catch 'em and I take away 'em.
And so as I went on to say, you Clarksdale is a little old town that-a-way. A lot of good been in there. But in traveling them little small town like that, a good thing I a good man can do is it easy and take his time and don't fool with things you don't have. Ah, that's not worthwhile. You don't time even, to fool around with. take life easy. 'Cause ev'rything like gold And gold you know, a lot of brass You know, shine gold.
And so Charlie used to sing that song about 'Hitch up my buggy and saddle up my black And I hear, just knock me off my feet. I was bare-feeted, bare-feeted boy, too. And I it so well after I growed up, the first record I put out when I was up about women sickin' them dogs on me'. I was one that kind-a compare it. Ah, I think I a pretty good hit on that!
But now, I done forgot I don't it so much. But at time he was goin' so good, you know? And ah, if he's got any or relative His mother or father wherever be To hear me that I just wanna let 'em know 'Old remember, do be forgotten'. that then went on, you know.
So, I to it. To all his friends, his cousins, to ev'rything. I to be the second behind old Big Charlie Patton.
He did. And to you the truth The first drank of whiskey that I dranken Patton give me a little in a spoon. He said, 'You're too young to drink too much But I'm 'onna give you enough to what it's about. And I think about that. I I'd aks him to gimme the spoon.
And so, while we're I rather thinkin' of old time like that We've got to take 'un of consideration. You thing like that Suppose to a man mind back.
If you're too fast You're to take a consideration an settle down, and about. 'Cause that's your best you can get over.
I just wish the day I could Charlie Patton hand.
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