The lyrics for this one could be great! I want to learn this tune just so I can make up some great ones! And as always brother, your Banjo play is awesome!
Fantastic! To my mind the best ever version of John Henry. Can't say that I like all of Dock Boggs's recordings, but many are excellent, and this is one that I love. I also like Leslie Riddles's version, which is very different in style, but also brilliant in it's own way.
hoe vaker we't horen , hoe leuk-keur we't vin-deun ... ja , ja , data is hier de Leo van LeoAn Van Lwoon van opgewekt met iets minder humor ... of andere ... belijfeu blaaaZEN
Darling Corey (Darlin' Cora) Wake up, wake up, darlin' Corey What makes you sleep so sound? For the revenue officers are comin' Just to break your still-house down. For the first time I saw darlin' Corey She was sittin' in the sand, She was hooked in kind of worries Worries about her man. Dig a hole dig a hole in the meadow Dig a hole dig a hole in the ground, Dig a hole dig a hole in the meadow Just to lay darlin' Corey down. For the next time I saw darlin' Corey She was layin' in a door She was hooked in kind of pretty And I like the dress she wore. For the last time I saw darlin' Corey She was standin' in the square, To fix gun strap 'round the meadow And her low-down man was there. Wake up, wake up, darlin' Corey. What makes you sleep so sound? For the revenue officers are comin' Just to break your still-house down. Traditional, adapted and arranged by Derroll Adams (as it appears on the album Feelin' Fine)
I'm not sure if I ever commented on the fact that this song was recently translated to Russian, but it really was. Here is how it sounds ru-vid.com/video/%D0%B2%D0%B8%D0%B4%D0%B5%D0%BE-ZIZcoXm9pLw.html
Ha, Bank of El Paso. You guys play this song great, but don't confuse Tennessee mountain music and Texan western music. But then again, I wouldn't know the difference between Bruges and Brussels. We're in the fire and the ire indeed.
Superbe, et je revois ce qui me semble être en Alsace à 1.52 ce que nous entendions encore dans les années 1950, et où nous étions goys & juifs des enfants insouciants...!
Music and Lyrics by Leibush Lehrer (L. Magister) Yiddish lyrics with translation and transliteration דרײ, דרײ קאַטערינע מײַן מײַן אײנציקער חבֿר אין מײַן נױט און פּײַן, זוך נישט קײן תּכלית און זוך נישט קײן ציל. אַ שפּיל איז דאָס לעבן, אַ נאַרישער שפּיל. ** קוקט נישט װאָס איך אַ קאַטערינטשיק בין, מײַן לעבן האָט אױך אַן אינהאַלט און אַ זין. איך װיל זיצן דאָרטן, װוּ איר זיצט אַטצינד, דרײט איר די קאַטערינקע אין שטורעם און אין װינט. ** דרײ, דרײ קאַטערינע מײַן מײַן אײנציקער חבֿר אין מײַן נױט און פּײַן, זוך נישט קײן תּכלית און זוך נישט קײן ציל. אַ שפּיל איז דאָס לעבן, אַ נאַרישער שפּיל. *** געהאַט אַ טאַטן, אַ מאַמע פּונקט װי איר, הונגער און נױט און פּײַן אָן אַ שיר. אַװעק פֿון דער װעלט, געבליבן איך אַלײן, דרײ איך די קאַטערינקע און קריץ מיט די צײן. *** דרײ, דרײ קאַטערינע מײַן, מײַן אײנציקער חבֿר אין מײַן נױט און פּײַן, זוך נישט קײן תּכלית און זוך נישט קײן ציל. אַ שפּיל איז דאָס לעבן, אַ נאַרישער שפּיל. ** גראָשענס, פֿאַרשאָלטענע, איר הערשט מיט דער װעלט, דער, װער עס האָט אײַך, דער איז הײַנט אַ העלד. איך דאַרף אײַך, איך מוז אײַך און האַס אײַך צוגלײַך, און מוז זיך אױך דאָך בעטן, איר פֿאַרשאָלטענע, פֿאַר אײַך. ** דרײ, דרײ קאַטערינע מײַן, מײַן אײנציקער חבֿר אין מײַן נױט און פּײַן, זוך נישט קײן תּכלית און זוך נישט קײן ציל. אַ שפּיל איז דאָס לעבן, אַ נאַרישער שפּיל. ** עס דרײט זיך אַ װעלט פֿון פֿאַלשקײט און פֿון זנות, װער צוליב װױלטיק און װער װײַל ער מוז. דאָ זאָל שױן די װעלט זײַן פֿאַר מיר און פֿאַר אײַך, אין נױט שױן צו דרײען, עס דרײען אַלע גלײַך. הטטפּס: *** דרײ, דרײ קאַטערינע מײַן, מײַן אײנציקער חבֿר אין מײַן נױט און פּײַן, זוך נישט קײן תּכלית און זוך נישט קײן ציל. אַ שפּיל איז דאָס לעבן, אַ נאַרישער שפּיל. ************ der katerinshtshik (transliteration) ************************** drey, drey katerine mayn, mayn eyntsiker khaver in mayn noyt in payn, zikh nisht keyn takhles in zikh nisht keyn tsil. a shpil iz dus leybn, a narisher shpil. *** kikt nisht vus ikh a katerintshik bin, mayn leybn hot oykh an inhalt in a zin. ikh vil zitsn dortn, vi ir zitst atzind, dreyt ir di katerinke in shturem in in vint. *** drey, drey katerine mayn, mayn eyntsiker khaver in mayn noyt in payn, zikh nisht keyn takhles in zikh nisht keyn tsil. a shpil iz dus leybn, a narisher shpil. *** gehat a tatn, a mame pinkt vi ir, hinger in noyt in payn un a shir. avek fin der velt, geblibn ikh aleyn, drey ikh di katerine in krits mit di tseyn. *** drey, drey katerine mayn, mayn eyntsiker khaver in mayn noyt in payn, zikh nisht keyn takhles in zikh nisht keyn tsil. a shpil iz dus leybn, a narisher shpil.. *** groshens, farsholtene, ir hersht mit der velt, der, ver es hot aykh, der iz haynt a held. ikh darf aykh, ikh miz aykh in has aykh tsiglaykh, in miz zikh oykh dokh beytn, ir farsholtene, far aykh. *** drey, drey katerine mayn, mayn eyntsiker khaver in mayn noyt in payn, zikh nisht keyn takhles in zikh nisht keyn tsil. a shpil iz dus leybn, a narisher shpil. ** es dreyt zikh a velt fin falshkeyt in fun znis, ver tsilib voyltik in ver vayl er miz. du zol shoyn di velt zayn far mir in far aykh, in noyt shoyn tsi dreyen, es dreyen ale glaykh. *** drey, drey katerine mayn, mayn eyntsiker khaver in mayn noyt in payn, zikh nisht keyn takhles in zikh nisht keyn tsil. a shpil iz dus leybn, a narisher shpil. *** TRANSLATION *************** Turn, turn, my box organ plain, You're my only partner in my need and pain. Don't look for purpose , there is one thing to say This life is a gamble, just a stupid play. **** I am a an organ grinder and so what? My life is not worthless, no, it is not. I would like to be in your lofty place You will be where I am, with cold wind in your face. *** Turn, turn, my box organ plain, You're my only partner in my need and pain. Don't look for purpose , there is one thing to say This life is a gamble, just a stupid play. ** I had mom and daddy just like you, Hunger and need and joys that were few. Out in the world, I'm now all alone I play my box organ so you don't hear me groan. *** Turn, turn, my box organ plain, You're my only partner in my need and pain. Don't look for purpose , there is one thing to say This life is a gamble, just a stupid play. *** Money, you are a curse upon this world. He who has you, he is a hero and a lord. I crave you, I need you and I hate you too. I sit here playing and I curse, and beg for you. ** Turn, turn, my box organ plain, You're my only partner in my need and pain. Don't look for purpose , there is one thing to say This life is a gamble, just a stupid play. *** The world is dying from evil and deceit Some folks go along and others think it's neat. This world is here for all of us to share We must care for others and be always fair. *** Turn, turn, my box organ plain, You're my only partner in my need and pain. Don't look for purpose , there is one thing to say This life is a gamble, just a stupid play.
