Chris Bouchillon: Talking Blues | Song-Factsheet


Song «Talking Blues» von Chris Bouchillon.


Veröffentlichungsdaten: 1927 02 (Single), 1927 11 04 (Rec.)
Label: Columbia 15120-D
Songwriter Chris Bouchillon
Genre: Blues - Countryblues - Piedmontblues


Der erste Talking Blues der Geschichte.

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Chris Bouchillon
Chris Bouchillon


If you want to get to heaven, let me tell you what to do You gotta grease your feet in a little mutton stew Slide right out of the devil's hand And ease over to the Promised Land Take it easy! Go greasy! I was down in the holler just a'settin' on a log My finger on the trigger and my eye on a hog; I pulled that trigger and the gun went "zip" And I grabbed that hog with all of my grip 'Course l can't eat hog eyes, but I love chitlins Down in the hen house on my knees I thought I heard a chicken sneeze But it was only the rooster sayin' his prayers Thankin' the Lord for the hens upstairs Rooster prayin', hens a-layin' Pore little pullets just pluggin' away best they know how Mama's in the kitchen fixin' the yeast Poppa's in the bedroom greasin' his feets Sister's in the cellar squeezin' up the hops Brother's at the window just a-watchin' for the cops Drinkin' home brew-makes you happy Now, I'm just a city dude a-livin' out of town Everybody knows me as Moonshine Brown; I make the beer, and I drink the slop Got nine little orphans that call me Pop I'm patriotic... Raisin' soldiers. Red cross nurses Ain't no use me workin' so hard I got a gal in the rich folks' yard They kill a chicken, she sends me the head She thinks I'm workin', I'm a-layin' up in bed Just dreamin' about her. Havin' a good time. .. Two other women