Rememberence of Charlie 4:01 Trk 15 White (Booker T. Washington White) Unknown Recorded: Memphis, Tennessee (A track by Bukka White) [email protected]
Always to be like old Charlie Patton. Long ago I was a kid, I hear him an play those numbers 'I'll hitch up my buggy and saddle my black
An I used to pick cotton an come in Clarksdale after them cafes, eatin' an cracker. None of the other boys they didn't have an I was thinkin'. I say, I wants to come to be a great man Charlie Patton, but I didn't want to get he did, the way he got killed, the way he had to go. I've realized I knew I had to die but I didn't want one of ol' sand-foot woman, womens to come up and cut my or do somethin' to me was unnecessary.
And so goes on and got me old piece a-guitar. And I wanted to play about 'Hitch up my buggy, saddle up my mare' 'I wanna find my baby in this big world, somewhere.'
And I got chance he was passed. So, he even thinkin' about 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 just like Charlie was.
An after I heard his death I got might 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 used to play-a, a by 'Old blue jumped the rabbit and they one sold mile' the rabbit fell dead, he cried just like a child'. And you know I felt so good over I quit eatin' rabbit. 'Cause rabbit you know do holler when the dog catch up to 'em. He could bit in a baby And they was and cry'nin'. And ah, after I hear, Charlie went on an play number, I 'cide I just stop eat rabbit If had my dog catch 'em and I take from 'em.
And so as I went on to say, you know is a old small town that-a-way. A lot of good been in there. But in traveling through little small town like that, a good I found a good man can do is take it easy and take his time and fool with things that you don't have. Ah, not worthwhile. You don't have even, to fool around with. Just take easy. 'Cause ev'rything shine gold And you know, they's a lot of brass You know, like gold.
And so Charlie Patton used to sing that about 'Hitch up my and saddle up my black mare' And I hear, would knock me off my feet. I was bare-feeted, bare-feeted boy, too. And I like it so well after I up, the first I put out when I was comin' up about 'Downtown women them dogs on me'. I was one that kind-a compare it. Ah, I I made a pretty good hit on that!
But now, I forgot I don't play it so much. But at time he was goin' so good, you know? And ah, if he's got any friends or His mother or wherever might be To hear me sayin' I just wanna let 'em know 'Old remember, do be forgotten'. Things that went 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 of whiskey that I ever dranken Charlie Patton give me a in a spoon. He said, 'You're too young to drink too whiskey' But I'm 'onna give you enough to know what about. And I think about that. I wish I'd aks him to the spoon.
And so, while we're I rather thinkin' of old time thing that We've got to take 'un of consideration. You thing like that to bring a man mind back.
If you're too fast You're suppose to take a an down, and think about. that's your best you can hardly get over.
I just the day I could shake Charlie Patton hand.
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