12/07/2010
Son House : Death Letter Blues
=--=Publié dans la Catégorie "Blues"=--=
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Son House : Death Letter Blues
I got a letter this morning, how do you reckon it read ?
"Oh, hurry, hurry, the gal you love is dead"
I got a letter this morning, how do you reckon it read ?
"Oh, hurry, hurry, the gal you love is dead"
I grabbed my suitcase, I took off down the road
I got there, she was laying on the cooling board
I grabbed my suitcase, I took on down the road
I got there, she was laying on the cooling board
Well, I walked up close, I looked down in her face
Good old gal, you got to lay here till Judgment Day
I walked up close, and I looked down in her face
Yes, been a good old gal, got to lay here till Judgment Day
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Manque plus que Skip James et Blind Willie Johnson pour avoir ce qui s'est à peu près fait de mieux avant guerre.
Écrit par : Casca | 04/09/2010
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