Here she comes! The Black Diamond Express to Hell with Sin the Engineer holding the throttle wide open; Pleasure is the headlight, and the devil is the conductor. You can feel the roaring of the express and the moanin' of the drunkards, liars, gamblers and other folk who have got aboard. They are hell-bound and they don't want to go. The train makes eleven stops but nobody can get off - Vocalion advertisement for Rev. A.W. Nix's 1927 recording Black Diamond Express to Hell
That helps to the maximum degree possible! Thank you!
With John’s expert (and almost immediate!) assistance:
Goin’ Away Mama
Well I’m goin away, baby, honey, don’t you want to go? I said I’m goin away mama, don’t you want to go? Said I’m goin away mama, don’t you want to go?
I got a new way, spellin, that is, Memphis, Tennessee. That’s T Y R mama, and it’s M I double Z I says T Y R mama, and it’s M I double Z
Believe I’ll go up, stairs, I’m gon’ bring back down my clothes Said I’m leavin’ here mama, I sure don’t want to go Said I’m leavin’ today, mama, and I sure don’t want to go.
Ben
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Hi all, Hayes McMullan accompanied himself out of low-tuned Spanish tuning for "Dirt Road By Myself". The recording starts with him already mid-stream. On the one hand, I suppose you could look at the rendition as being compromised by this and other unintentional aspects, but that having been said, he sings and plays so beautifully and dynamically that I'm glad the take was not lost and that we can listen to it now. He really swallows his lyrics at a couple of points and I'd appreciate help with those places. Here is "Dirt Road By Myself":
Mm, dirt road by myself I'm going, carry me someone else
I said, mama, what you going to do? I said, mama, what you going to do? I said, looky-here, baby, tryin' to make a fool of me
INTERLUDE
I said, Lord, Lord, don't, got no mama now I said, mama, got no mama now (laughs) I say, Lord, Lord, got no mama now (Spoken: I done forgot half I ever knowed. I ain't jokin'.)
Said, hurry, sundown, let tomorrow come I said, hurry, sundown, let tomorrow come I said, mama, mama, I sure (vocal inaudible)
I says, a mean blacksnake keeps on suckin' my rider's tongue I says a mean blacksnake keeps on suckin' my rider's tongue Well, you keep on lovin' her, sure gonna let her down
SPOKEN: Now see, I can't slide down on these strings, you know? My fingers don't stand it now, where it's s'posed to.
SOLO
SPOKEN: That's the way it's supposed to be there.
I said, hey, baby, what are you going to do? I said, hey, hey, what are you going to do? Baby, . . .
I said, Lord, ---
Edited 4/14 to pick up correction from Blues Vintage
All best, Johnm
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