l'oreille d'un sourd : coup d'blues

 

R.L. Burnside chante John Lee Hooker

 

R.L. Burnside chez lui à Independence, Mississippi

filmé par Alan Lomax, Worth Long & John Bishop en août 1978

 

 

 

When my first wife left me, she left my heart in misery
When my first wife left me, she left my heart in misery
Ever since that day boy, I don't think I'll ever love again
If I can get her back again, I'll never roam no more
If I get her back again, boys, I never roam no more
I had a good wife, but I did not treat her right
It's my fault, only have myself to blame
It's my fault, it's my fault boys, I only have myself to blame
She would have been home right now, if I hadn't wanted every woman that I seen
I found out one thing, these women don't mean you no good
I found out one thing people, these women don't mean you no good
You mistreated a good girl for some woman, that she'd turn around and turn her back on you
Yes, yeah
I'm having bad luck, having bad luck ever since she been gone
I'm having bad luck, bad luck, bad luck, ever since my baby been gone
When she was at home, Lord, I did not treat her right

 

(paroles et musique John Lee Hooker 1962)

 

 

 

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l'oeil, l'oreille & la plume : porté disparu

 

                                                                                                                 merci à bruno toméra pour l'info

 

 

Chanson : So far     de Chris Garneau

 

Like the touch of my mother's hand on my head
i'll miss you, too. when i go to bed
we've ruined all the new pots
and the metal in the egg crate cots
but we haven't missed a good day of television yet so far
but we haven't missed a good day of television yet so far

The dishwasher's on now
cleaning somehow
the baby bits of hamburger helper that dried too soon
we leave out the milk and it rots
and the mayonnaise that we get from Tops
but we haven't missed a day of eating good food yet so far
but we haven't missed a day of eating good food yet so far

You love good
but i think you should
go home, honey
cuz we haven't got any money

Like the touch of my mother's hand on my head
i'll miss you, too. when i go to bed
we've ruined all the new pots
and the metal in the egg crate cots
but we haven't missed a good day of television yet so far
but we haven't missed a good day of television yet so far

 

parution

Cathy Garcia

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