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Johnm:
Thanks for the help, Blues Vintage. I re-listened and agree with all of your suggestions, so I have made the changes.

onewent:
I don't think this tune is included in this lyrics thread, McTell's version of Thomas A. Dorsey's Hide Me In Thy Bosom.  Willie's tuned way down to about A on the E-strings, and plays it out of the 'C' position.

Hide Me In Thy Bosom - Blind Willie McTell - Hide My In Thy Bosom/It's My Desire, released 1949.

Father hear me prayin'
Hear these words I keep sayin’
Mark my soul with water from on high
Well a world of sin will find me  you know
Evil thoughts will just bind me
Savior if you leave me I will die

You hide me in thy bosom
'Til the storm of life is over  Oh
Rock me in the cradle of your love .. cradle of your love
You just feed, 'til I want no more
Take me to that blessed home above

Make my burden lighter   Make my journey brighter
Help me to do good  wherever I can
Now let that spirit thrill me
While the holy presence just fill me
Hold me in the hollow of thy hand

You… hide me in thy bosom
'Til the storm of life is over  Ahhh
Rock me in the cradle of your love
You just feed me, feed me, feed me Lordy, 'til I want no more
Take me to that blessed home above

Maybe I am maintainin’     go on uncomplainin’
But before this time another year
My life   may oversake me   Death may overtake me
Stand with me I’ll ever need you near

You .. just hide me in thy bosom
'Til the storm of life is over
Rock me in the cradle of your love
You just feed me, feed me, feed me Lordy, 'til I want no more
Take me to that blessed home above

You hide me in thy bosom
'Til the storm of life is over
Rock me in the cradle of your love
You just feed me,  feed me Lordy   'til I want no more
Take me to that blessed home above

Blues Vintage:
Dark Night Blues


Blind Willie McTell - Vocals, Guitar

Atlanta, Georgia
October 17, 1928

C Position





INTRO

I got the dark night blues, I’m feeling awful bad
I got the dark night blues, mama, I’m feeling awful bad
That’s the worst old feeling, that a good man has ever had

I followed my brown, from the depot to the train
I followed my fair brown, from the depot to the train
And the blues came down, like dark night showers of rain

I drink so much whiskey, I’ll stagger when I’m sleep
Drink so much whiskey, I’ll stagger when I’m sleep
My brains is dark and cloudy, my mind’s gone to my feet

I got the blues so bad, I can feel them in the dark
I got the blues so bad, I can feel them in the dark
And one dark and dreary morning, baby, when you broke my heart

INTERLUDE  (Ah, play it, Mr. McTell, just worryin’ me, just killing me)

I got a fair brown in Atlanta, got one in Macon too
Got a fair brown in Atlanta, I got one in Macon too
I got one in Statesboro, give me them old dark night blues

Everything I told you, went and told your outside man
Everything I told you, mama, you went and told your outside man
But I gon’ tell you something, your good man can’t stand

Riding the B&P Special, mama, and I’m leaving this town
Riding the B&P Special, baby, and I’m leaving this town
Say you didn't want me, I‘m gon’ quit hanging around

OUTRO

banjochris:
I think it might be B&P Special for Brewton and Pineora Railroad, which got bought out when McTell was pretty young, but it ran from Brewton to Register, GA, which is about 9 miles from Statesboro.

Also in the interlude, I think the last word is "me" instead of "it" –
Chris

Blues Vintage:
Thanks Chris, I made the changes.

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