Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Remembrance Of Charlie Patton, artist - Bukka White. Album song The Sonet Blues Story, in the genre Блюз
Date of issue: 31.12.1962
Record label: Universal Music
Song language: English
Remembrance Of Charlie Patton |
Always wanted to be like old Charlie Patton |
Long ago when I was a kid, I hear him an |
Play those numbers about: |
'i'll hitch up my buggy and saddle my black mare' |
An I used to pick cotton an come around |
In Clarksdale after them cafes, eatin' cheese |
An cracker |
None of the other boys they didn’t have an idea |
What I was thinkin' |
I say, I wants to come to be a great man like |
Charlie Patton, but I didn’t 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 didn’t |
Want one of those ol' sand-foot woman, womens to |
Come up and cut my throat or do somethin' to me |
That was unnecessary |
And so goes on down and got me old piece a-guitar |
And I always wanted to play about |
'Hitch up my buggy, saddle up my black mare' |
'i wanna find my baby in this great big world, somewhere. |
' |
And I got chance before he was passed |
So, he wasn’t even thinkin' about passing |
And I shaked his hand once, his brother in Clarksdale |
Have a brother that work at The Compress |
And I said, if I ever lived to get half way grown |
Or grown, I would wanna be just like Charlie Patton was |
An after I heard about his death |
After I got might near grown |
I would have liked at that time |
To met the one that caused |
Him to have that dead. |
'Cause he was a great boy |
And ah, he used to play-a, a number by |
'Old blue jumped the rabbit and they runnin' one sold mile' |
'When the rabbit fell dead, he cried just like a child' |
And you know I felt so good over that I quit eatin' rabbit |
'Cause them rabbit you know do holler when the dog |
Catch up to 'em. |
He could bit in a newborn baby |
And they was screamin' and cry’nin' |
And ah, after I hear, Charlie Patton went on |
An play that number, I 'cide I just stop eat rabbit |
If had my dog catch 'em and I take away from 'em |
And so as I went on to say, you know Clarksdale |
Is a little old small town that-a-way |
A lot of good boys been in there |
But in traveling through them little small town |
Like that, a good thing I found a good man can do |
Is take it easy and take his time and don’t fool with |
Things that you don’t have. |
Ah, that’s not worthwhile |
You don’t have time even, to fool around with |
Just take life easy |
'Cause ev’rything shine like gold |
And gold you know, they’s a lot of brass |
You know, shine like gold |
And so Charlie Patton used to sing that song about |
'Hitch up my buggy and saddle up my black mare' |
And I hear, would just knock me off my feet |
I was bare-feeted, little bare-feeted boy, too |
And I like it so well after I growed up, the first |
Record I put out when I was comin' up about |
'Downtown women sickin' them dogs on me' |
I was one that kind-a compare with it |
Ah, I think I made a pretty good hit on that! |
But now, I done forgot I don’t play it so much |
But at that time he was goin' so good, you know? |
And ah, if he’s got any friends or relative |
His mother or father wherever might be |
To hear me sayin' that I just wanna let 'em know |
That: |
'Old remember, never do be forgotten' |
Things that then went on, you know |
So, I gratulates to it |
To all his friends, his cousins, to ev’rything |
I tried to be the second behind old Big Charlie Patton |
He really did |
And to tell you the truth |
The first drank of whiskey that I ever dranken |
Charlie Patton give me a little in a spoon |
He said, 'You're too young to drink too much whiskey' |
But I’m 'onna give you enough to know what it’s about |
And I still think about that |
I wish I’d aks him to gimme the spoon |
And so, while we’re here |
I rather thinkin' of old time thing like that |
We’ve got to take thing 'un of consideration |
You know thing like that |
Suppose to bring a man mind back |
If you’re goin' too fast |
You’re suppose to take a consideration |
An settle down, and think about |
'Cause that’s your best you can hardly get over |
I just wish the day I could shake Charlie Patton hand |