(J. B. Lenoir/Conrad Music)
I don’t want to forgive you; you don’t want to forgive me.
Darlin’ don’t you see we ain’t gonna let one and other be.
We got to realize—we can’t go on this way.
We can fly high and fly on away,
But we got to come back to one and other one day. Continue Reading
(P.D./Arr. Scott Ainslie
/Cattail Music)
I am a poor wayfaring stranger travelin’ through this world alone.
But there’s no sickness, toil or danger in that bright land to which I go.
I’m going there to see my mother. I’m going there no more to roam.
I’m only goin’ over Jordan. I’m only goin’ over home. Continue Reading
(Robert Johnson)
I woke up this morning, feel around for my shoes
You know by that I got these ol’ walkin’ blues, I woke
Up this morning, feel around all for my shoes.
You know by that I got these ol’ walkin’ blues. Continue Reading
Wade in the Water, Wade in the Water, Children.
Wade in the Water. God’s gonna trouble the water.
Well, who’s that yonder dressed in Red?
God’s gonna trouble the water.
Must be the children that Moses led.
God’s gonna trouble the water. Continue Reading
©2004, Scott Ainslie
Uncommon life: uncommon love.
Uncommon life: uncommon love.
Can we believe – in a foreign land
Where we’ll dance again and again and again:
Eye to eye, hand to hand;
We touch this flame. Continue Reading
(Robert Johnson/King of Spades Music)
If your man gets personal, you want to have your fun. (2x)
Just come on back to Friar’s Point, mama, we can barrelhouse all night long.
I got women in Vicksburg, clean on into Tennessee. (2x)
But my Friar’s Point rider, now she hops all over me. Continue Reading
Scott Ainslie
When I lived down on Smokey Row,
I kept my dreams between the cotton rows.
Those fields my books, where I wrote with my hoe.
When I lived – when I lived – down on Smokey Row. Continue Reading
(Robert Johnson)
And I feel so lonesome, you hear me when I moan.
And I feel so lonesome, you hear me when I moan.
Who been drivin’ my Terraplane, for you since I been gone? Continue Reading
(Robert Johnson/King of Spades Music)
I’ve stones in my pathway, my road seems dark as night. (2x)
And these pains in my heart: they have taken my appetite.
I have a bird to whistle. I have a bird to sing. (2x)
And a woman that I’m loving, boys, but that don’t mean a thing. Continue Reading
(John Hurt)
INSTRUMENTAL INTRO/VERSE
Take this hammer and carry it to the captain,
Tell him I’m gone. Tell him I’m gone. Oh, tell him I’m gone.
Take this hammer and carry it to the captain,
Oh, tell him I’m gone. Tell him I’m gone. I sure am gone. Continue Reading