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Rememberence of Patton 4:01 Trk 15
Bukka White (Booker T. White)
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Recorded: 1963 Memphis,
(A spoken by Bukka White)
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Always wanted to be like old Patton.
Long ago I was a kid, I hear him an
play those numbers
'I'll hitch up my buggy and saddle my mare'

An I used to pick cotton an come
in Clarksdale after cafes, eatin' cheese
an cracker.
None of the boys they didn't have an idea
I was thinkin'.
I say, I wants to come to be a great man
Charlie Patton, but I want to get killed
he did, the way he got killed, the way he had to go.
I've always realized I knew I had to die but I
want one of those ol' sand-foot woman, to
come up and cut my throat or do to me
was unnecessary.

And so on down and got me old piece a-guitar.
And I always wanted to about
'Hitch up my buggy, saddle up my black
'I wanna find my baby in great big world, somewhere.'

And I got chance he was passed.
So, he wasn't thinkin' about passing.
And I shaked his hand once, his in Clarksdale
have a that work at The Compress.
And I said, if I ever lived to get half way
or grown, I would wanna be just like Patton was.

An after I about his death
After I got might near
I would liked at that time
To met the one that
him to have that dead. 'Cause he was a boy.
And ah, he used to play-a, a by
'Old blue the rabbit and they runnin' one sold mile'
the rabbit fell dead, he cried just like a child'.
And you know I felt so good that I quit eatin' rabbit.
'Cause them rabbit you know do when the dog
catch up to 'em. He could bit in a baby
And was screamin' and cry'nin'.
And ah, after I hear, Charlie went on
an play that number, I I just stop eat rabbit
If had my dog catch 'em and I away from 'em.

And so as I went on to say, you know
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 found a man can do
is take it easy and take his and don't fool with
things you don't have. Ah, that's not worthwhile.
You don't time even, to fool around with.
Just take easy.
'Cause ev'rything like gold
And gold you know, a lot of brass
You know, like gold.

And so Charlie Patton used to that song about
'Hitch up my buggy and up my black mare'
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 comin' up
'Downtown sickin' them dogs on me'.
I was one that compare with it.
Ah, I think I a pretty good hit on that!

But now, I done forgot I don't it so much.
But at that time he was so good, you know?
And ah, if he's got any friends or
His mother or father might be
To me sayin' that I just wanna let 'em know

'Old remember, do be forgotten'.
Things that then on, you know.

So, I to it.
To all his friends, his cousins, to ev'rything.
I tried to be the behind old Big Charlie Patton.

He did.
And to tell you the
The first drank of whiskey that I dranken
Charlie Patton me a little in a spoon.
He said, too young to drink too much whiskey'
But I'm 'onna you enough to know what it's about.
And I still think that.
I wish I'd aks him to the spoon.

And so, we're here
I rather thinkin' of old time thing that
got to take thing 'un of consideration.
You know 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 best you can hardly get over.

I just wish the day I shake Charlie Patton hand.

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