Atlanta Special Lyrics

Song	Atlanta Special
Artist	Bukka White
Album	The Sonet Blues Story
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	作词 : White
	Atlanta Special 6:03 Trk 20
	Bukka White (Booker T. Washington White)
	Recorded: 1963 Memphis, Tennessee
	Album: Parchman Farm Blues - Roots RTS 33055
	Bukka -spoken:
	This is song Atlanta Special, here
	Runnin' all down through Georgia
	All down through the south
	An all through the Gulf of Mexico
	When I was a little boy
	I was startin' to catchin' this train
	And I never forget, I fifteen years old.
	I hear'd that train that mo'nin
	That 8:45 was hittin' that rail
	I had my mule goin' to the field
	To do some plowin' for my old grandfather.
	But when this train was comin' down the line
	She picked up wit' it.
	(guitar - comin' down the line)
	I say, 'Whoa!'
	My mule stopped
	I 'cide to leave, I'd try the world
	I eased on out there
	And I caught the old freight train
	That went on down
	All down through Gulf of Mexico
	And ev'rywhere else.
	Oh, I got to thinkin' about Atlanta, Georgia.
	I say, 'I b'lieve I go back where my
	Old grandmother live at.'
	Oh, one night I was sittin' down
	Boilin' some corn down on the railroad track.
	I thought about what my old grandmother
	Told me years ago.
	Said son:
	'You got to reap what you sew.
	If you don't be a good boy, you gon'
	Have bad luck.'
	I made me a record
	(they'll buys it)
	(This way Atlanta, Georgia)
	This song:
	Sings:
	I'm sorry, sorry, sorry, left my home
	Mm-mm-mm
	Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord!
	When I fell back in Atlanta, Georgia
	Old lady lived, last name Miss Ester.
	She said, 'Son, I heard one of your records
	About Atlanta, Georgia.
	Said, 'Can you play it, now?'
	I reached back in my guitar case
	And pulled m'old raggedy guitar out.
	So glad to get back home
	I commenced to playin' this song for Aunt Ester.
	Sings:
	Lord, oh Lord, Lord, Lord!
	Mm-mm-mm
	So glad I headed back home
	Old lady starts at me, did I want anything to eat?
	I was sittin' there lookin' out toward the railroad
	Track. I never will forget it, she brought me ham
	An egg, an toasted cheese an hot cup-a-coffee.
	When that straight line ten mile a-goin' to
	I dropped my head an I dropped my food.
	I said, 'Now, I got to ride this train back'.
	She said, 'Son, what is wrong?'
	I said, 'Well, Aunt Ester.'
	I said, 'Booker got to go.'
	That train was turnin' tight that mo'nin.
	(guitar- turnin' tight)
	Aunt Ester ask-ed
	'Would I know that train if I could hear it?'
	She said, 'You're too young, you don't
	Know nothin' too much about hoboin'.
	I said, 'Well, I tell ya Aunt Ester, if I can
	Hear the bell on this train I could tell you
	Mo' about it.'
	When that train jumped to the fifteen mile
	Curve, a bell will give you a toll like this:
	(guitar- bell tolling)
	Made me thought about when my baby
	Got sick n' she died. She's, they called me up.
	When she run in her fifteen mile curve
	She throw'd on the airbrake for la't ten mile.
	(guitar - airbraking)
	So, Aunt E. stops me.
	She says, 'Where you was born at?'
	I said, 'Atlanta, Georgia'
	She said, 'That why you can play that ol' guitar, can't cha!'
	While we was talkin' she heard that train comin'
	Into that fifteen mile curve.
	Two old ladies was on that train, cryin' an supperin'
	Pullin' down the blind. A man give him a signal
	From the engine to the coach to slow down.
	You could hear him chokin' that train 'specially down
	Comin' through Lou'siana like this:
	(guitar - chokin' train)
	When the man throw'd that red light on
	Him sho' know it come, that fifteen mile curve.
	I ease on off back to the station
	I tol' Aunt E stop, thank her for her food.
	She said, 'Son, don't forget what your
	Mother, now, used to told you
	Now, she said, Take life easy.'
	I jumped on out there and got in the blind.
	That train jumped on outta town.
	(I was steady jumpin' down)
	(Hauled through Georgia, Lou'siana)
	Right on down to a place he called
	Port Teht (?)
	(That's in Lou'siana)
	(They was strippin' sorghum
	And ev'rything I done got hauled in)
	I get off the freight train
	For a job aks the man for me
	Somethin' to eat
	He said, 'Can you strip sorgham?
	I said, I read about it, but I ain't never did it
	He said, 'If you eat anything, you gon' strip it!'
	I 'cided to do a little piece a-work for him
	He went in there an got me sorghum, molasses
	Cornbread, toasted cheese, hot cup a-coffee.
	My train was in the yard
	The train blowed!
	When I hear that train blow, gettin' on
	I said I'm fixin' to stop t'stripin 'em.
	(guitar to end)
	~

	zuo ci : White
	Atlanta Special 6: 03 Trk 20
	Bukka White Booker T. Washington White
	Recorded: 1963 Memphis, Tennessee
	Album: Parchman Farm Blues Roots RTS 33055
	Bukka spoken:
	This is song Atlanta Special, here
	Runnin' all down through Georgia
	All down through the south
	An all through the Gulf of Mexico
	When I was a little boy
	I was startin' to catchin' this train
	And I never forget, I fifteen years old.
	I hear' d that train that mo' nin
	That 8: 45 was hittin' that rail
	I had my mule goin' to the field
	To do some plowin' for my old grandfather.
	But when this train was comin' down the line
	She picked up wit' it.
	guitar comin' down the line
	I say, ' Whoa!'
	My mule stopped
	I ' cide to leave, I' d try the world
	I eased on out there
	And I caught the old freight train
	That went on down
	All down through Gulf of Mexico
	And ev' rywhere else.
	Oh, I got to thinkin' about Atlanta, Georgia.
	I say, ' I b' lieve I go back where my
	Old grandmother live at.'
	Oh, one night I was sittin' down
	Boilin' some corn down on the railroad track.
	I thought about what my old grandmother
	Told me years ago.
	Said son:
	' You got to reap what you sew.
	If you don' t be a good boy, you gon'
	Have bad luck.'
	I made me a record
	they' ll buys it
	This way Atlanta, Georgia
	This song:
	Sings:
	I' m sorry, sorry, sorry, left my home
	Mmmmmm
	Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord!
	When I fell back in Atlanta, Georgia
	Old lady lived, last name Miss Ester.
	She said, ' Son, I heard one of your records
	About Atlanta, Georgia.
	Said, ' Can you play it, now?'
	I reached back in my guitar case
	And pulled m' old raggedy guitar out.
	So glad to get back home
	I commenced to playin' this song for Aunt Ester.
	Sings:
	Lord, oh Lord, Lord, Lord!
	Mmmmmm
	So glad I headed back home
	Old lady starts at me, did I want anything to eat?
	I was sittin' there lookin' out toward the railroad
	Track. I never will forget it, she brought me ham
	An egg, an toasted cheese an hot cupacoffee.
	When that straight line ten mile agoin' to
	I dropped my head an I dropped my food.
	I said, ' Now, I got to ride this train back'.
	She said, ' Son, what is wrong?'
	I said, ' Well, Aunt Ester.'
	I said, ' Booker got to go.'
	That train was turnin' tight that mo' nin.
	guitar turnin' tight
	Aunt Ester asked
	' Would I know that train if I could hear it?'
	She said, ' You' re too young, you don' t
	Know nothin' too much about hoboin'.
	I said, ' Well, I tell ya Aunt Ester, if I can
	Hear the bell on this train I could tell you
	Mo' about it.'
	When that train jumped to the fifteen mile
	Curve, a bell will give you a toll like this:
	guitar bell tolling
	Made me thought about when my baby
	Got sick n' she died. She' s, they called me up.
	When she run in her fifteen mile curve
	She throw' d on the airbrake for la' t ten mile.
	guitar airbraking
	So, Aunt E. stops me.
	She says, ' Where you was born at?'
	I said, ' Atlanta, Georgia'
	She said, ' That why you can play that ol' guitar, can' t cha!'
	While we was talkin' she heard that train comin'
	Into that fifteen mile curve.
	Two old ladies was on that train, cryin' an supperin'
	Pullin' down the blind. A man give him a signal
	From the engine to the coach to slow down.
	You could hear him chokin' that train ' specially down
	Comin' through Lou' siana like this:
	guitar chokin' train
	When the man throw' d that red light on
	Him sho' know it come, that fifteen mile curve.
	I ease on off back to the station
	I tol' Aunt E stop, thank her for her food.
	She said, ' Son, don' t forget what your
	Mother, now, used to told you
	Now, she said, Take life easy.'
	I jumped on out there and got in the blind.
	That train jumped on outta town.
	I was steady jumpin' down
	Hauled through Georgia, Lou' siana
	Right on down to a place he called
	Port Teht ?
	That' s in Lou' siana
	They was strippin' sorghum
	And ev' rything I done got hauled in
	I get off the freight train
	For a job aks the man for me
	Somethin' to eat
	He said, ' Can you strip sorgham?
	I said, I read about it, but I ain' t never did it
	He said, ' If you eat anything, you gon' strip it!'
	I ' cided to do a little piece awork for him
	He went in there an got me sorghum, molasses
	Cornbread, toasted cheese, hot cup acoffee.
	My train was in the yard
	The train blowed!
	When I hear that train blow, gettin' on
	I said I' m fixin' to stop t' stripin ' em.
	guitar to end

	zuò cí : White
	Atlanta Special 6: 03 Trk 20
	Bukka White Booker T. Washington White
	Recorded: 1963 Memphis, Tennessee
	Album: Parchman Farm Blues Roots RTS 33055
	Bukka spoken:
	This is song Atlanta Special, here
	Runnin' all down through Georgia
	All down through the south
	An all through the Gulf of Mexico
	When I was a little boy
	I was startin' to catchin' this train
	And I never forget, I fifteen years old.
	I hear' d that train that mo' nin
	That 8: 45 was hittin' that rail
	I had my mule goin' to the field
	To do some plowin' for my old grandfather.
	But when this train was comin' down the line
	She picked up wit' it.
	guitar comin' down the line
	I say, ' Whoa!'
	My mule stopped
	I ' cide to leave, I' d try the world
	I eased on out there
	And I caught the old freight train
	That went on down
	All down through Gulf of Mexico
	And ev' rywhere else.
	Oh, I got to thinkin' about Atlanta, Georgia.
	I say, ' I b' lieve I go back where my
	Old grandmother live at.'
	Oh, one night I was sittin' down
	Boilin' some corn down on the railroad track.
	I thought about what my old grandmother
	Told me years ago.
	Said son:
	' You got to reap what you sew.
	If you don' t be a good boy, you gon'
	Have bad luck.'
	I made me a record
	they' ll buys it
	This way Atlanta, Georgia
	This song:
	Sings:
	I' m sorry, sorry, sorry, left my home
	Mmmmmm
	Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord!
	When I fell back in Atlanta, Georgia
	Old lady lived, last name Miss Ester.
	She said, ' Son, I heard one of your records
	About Atlanta, Georgia.
	Said, ' Can you play it, now?'
	I reached back in my guitar case
	And pulled m' old raggedy guitar out.
	So glad to get back home
	I commenced to playin' this song for Aunt Ester.
	Sings:
	Lord, oh Lord, Lord, Lord!
	Mmmmmm
	So glad I headed back home
	Old lady starts at me, did I want anything to eat?
	I was sittin' there lookin' out toward the railroad
	Track. I never will forget it, she brought me ham
	An egg, an toasted cheese an hot cupacoffee.
	When that straight line ten mile agoin' to
	I dropped my head an I dropped my food.
	I said, ' Now, I got to ride this train back'.
	She said, ' Son, what is wrong?'
	I said, ' Well, Aunt Ester.'
	I said, ' Booker got to go.'
	That train was turnin' tight that mo' nin.
	guitar turnin' tight
	Aunt Ester asked
	' Would I know that train if I could hear it?'
	She said, ' You' re too young, you don' t
	Know nothin' too much about hoboin'.
	I said, ' Well, I tell ya Aunt Ester, if I can
	Hear the bell on this train I could tell you
	Mo' about it.'
	When that train jumped to the fifteen mile
	Curve, a bell will give you a toll like this:
	guitar bell tolling
	Made me thought about when my baby
	Got sick n' she died. She' s, they called me up.
	When she run in her fifteen mile curve
	She throw' d on the airbrake for la' t ten mile.
	guitar airbraking
	So, Aunt E. stops me.
	She says, ' Where you was born at?'
	I said, ' Atlanta, Georgia'
	She said, ' That why you can play that ol' guitar, can' t cha!'
	While we was talkin' she heard that train comin'
	Into that fifteen mile curve.
	Two old ladies was on that train, cryin' an supperin'
	Pullin' down the blind. A man give him a signal
	From the engine to the coach to slow down.
	You could hear him chokin' that train ' specially down
	Comin' through Lou' siana like this:
	guitar chokin' train
	When the man throw' d that red light on
	Him sho' know it come, that fifteen mile curve.
	I ease on off back to the station
	I tol' Aunt E stop, thank her for her food.
	She said, ' Son, don' t forget what your
	Mother, now, used to told you
	Now, she said, Take life easy.'
	I jumped on out there and got in the blind.
	That train jumped on outta town.
	I was steady jumpin' down
	Hauled through Georgia, Lou' siana
	Right on down to a place he called
	Port Teht ?
	That' s in Lou' siana
	They was strippin' sorghum
	And ev' rything I done got hauled in
	I get off the freight train
	For a job aks the man for me
	Somethin' to eat
	He said, ' Can you strip sorgham?
	I said, I read about it, but I ain' t never did it
	He said, ' If you eat anything, you gon' strip it!'
	I ' cided to do a little piece awork for him
	He went in there an got me sorghum, molasses
	Cornbread, toasted cheese, hot cup acoffee.
	My train was in the yard
	The train blowed!
	When I hear that train blow, gettin' on
	I said I' m fixin' to stop t' stripin ' em.
	guitar to end

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