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Rating: It happens like this, that I hear it on the radio. And I hadn't heard it for ages.
I love the radio. When it's an occasion, when it makes you remember, when it makes you discover.
It happens like this, that instead of wonderful things like suicide is painless, by Bill Evans, or Jeep's Blues (an absolute masterpiece, mentioned by nico63, unknowingly to him, and I thank him) I talk to you about this thing here. Which, of course, you know. And love. And analyze. Much better than me.
It happens like this, that if I wanted to play the know-it-all, the professor, I would tell you that Duane Allman spent his (short) life studying and restudying Kind of Blue. And that's why I like it. But it's not true.
It happens like this, instead. That I don't feel like it. I feel like putting on the headphones, blasting this marvel, dancing, not thinking about anything.
And feeling happy.
Forgive me.
Happy holidays.
andisceppard.
Tracklist and Lyrics
02 Statesboro Blues (00:00)
Wake up momma, turn your lamp down low;
Wake up momma, turn your lamp down low.
You got no nerve baby, to turn Uncle John from your door.
I woke up this morning, I had them Statesboro Blues,
I woke up this morning, had them Statesboro Blues.
Well, I looked over in the corner, and Grandpa seemed to have them too.
Well my momma died and left me,
My poppa died and left me,
I ain't good looking baby,
But I'm somewhat sweet and kind.
I'm goin' to the country, baby do you wanna go?
But if you can't make it baby, your sister Lucille said she wanna go.
(and I sure will take her).
I love that woman, better than any woman I've ever seen;
Well, I love that woman, better than any woman I've ever seen.
Well, now, she treat me like a king, yeah, yeah, yeah,
And she look like a dog gone queen.
Wake up momma, turn your lamp down low.
Wake up momma, turn your lamp down low.
You got no nerve babe, to turn Uncle John from your door.
03 Trouble No More (00:00)
by McKinley Morganfield
Copyright 1955 (renewed 1983) Watertoons Music (BMI)
Don't care how long you go,
I don't care how long you stay,
it's good kind treatment,
bring you home someday.
Someday baby, you ain't gonna trouble,
poor me, anymore.
Now you keep on bettin',
that the dice won't pass.
Well I know, and I know,
whoa, oh you're livin' too fast.
Someday baby, you ain't gonna trouble,
poor me, anymore.
Yeah, I'll tell everybody,
in my neighborhood.
You're a kind little woman,
but you don't do me no good.
But someday baby, you ain't gonna trouble,
poor me, anymore.
I know you're leaving,
if you call that's gone.
Oh without my lovin' yeah,
oh, you can't stay long.
Someday baby, you ain't gonna trouble,
poor me, anymore.
Well good bye baby,
yeah well take my hand.
I don't want no woman no,
who can't have no man.
But someday baby, you ain't gonna trouble,
poor me, anymore. Trouble no more.
Oh yeah... yeah babe.
04 Dimples (00:00)
I love the way you walk
I love the way you walk
I love the way you walk, Oh my babe, I got my eyes on you
I see ya every day
I see ya every day
I see ya every day, Oh my babe, I got my eyes on you
(guitar solo)
I love to see ya switch
I love to see ya switch
I love to see ya switch, Oh my babe, I got my eyes on you
You've Got Dimples on your jaw
You've Got Dimples on your jaw
You've Got Dimples on your jaw
08 In Memory Of Elizabeth Reed (00:00)
by Forrest Richard Betts
(c) 1970 & 1974 by No Exit Music Co., Inc.
Instrumental
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