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Early in the Mornin'

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OriginalTesto e altre note da Azizi Powell ( pancocojams ) :
EARLY IN THE MORNIN'

Gang: Let's hook 'em, let's hook 'em now. Woah.

Early in the mornin' by the ding dong ding,
Wake up in the mornin', serve the same old thing.

Gang: Oh man, oh, oh, oh man

Wasn't I lucky last summer when I got my time,
My buddy got a hundred, I got ninety-nine.

Who's that man, buddy, on that big white hoss,
I don't know his name but they call him boss.

If you see my sister tell her pray for me,
Tell my mother don't write to me.

Tell my buddy he got to write no mo',
I got a long time ,sinner, they gonna see me no more.

Who's that man, buddy, on that big white hoss,
I don't know his name but they call him boss.

Wasn't I lucky last summer when I got my time,
My buddy got a hundred, I got ninety-nine.

If I had my pistol wouldn't do ne'er one.
If I had my pistol wouldn't do ne'er one.

Well man, oh man, here come a dangerous blue,
Here come Joe comin', keep a-walkin' through.

High top, low bottom and it won't be long,
Can't haul by here and it won't be long.

Camp I, Camp A, two leadin' farms,
Don't come to Angola, this a murder's home.

I don't want no trouble (with) the boys I know,
I don't know you buddy though you live next door.

You talk about my buddy, you talk about a dangerous blue,
If I had my pistol, be a-dangerous too.

Waterboy, waterboy, put the bucket down,
If you don't bring me no water, throw the water down.

Hear me callin’ , buddy, by the light of the moon,
Early in the mornin' by the light of the moon.

Hook that water, buddy call the waterman,
Here come the head captain with his great big gun.

Late in the evening, buddy, the sun goin' down,
We got to cut this cane, buddy, let's get it down.

Watch my buddy, buddy he start to fall,
Help that boy, won't you make it long.

Cane knives jumpin', buddy, captain, people scream, Headland, no trouble, let's .make it through.

Woah man, woah man, as you go along,
Woah man, woah man, as you go along
Late over in the evenin' by the midnight day,
We got to save this, buddy, got to save this hay.
EARLY IN THE MORNIN'

EARLY IN THE MORNING
(sung by Johnny Moore and other men)

Wake up in the mornin', well-a,
With a cup and a pan.
Wake up in the mornin', well-a,
With a cup and a pan.

Well, you say anything about it,
Well-a have trouble out the man.
Well, you say anything about it,
Well-a have trouble out the man.

Oh captain, captain, don'tcha,
Well-a, know my name?
Oh captain, captain, don'tcha,
Well-a, know my name?

Well, I used to be the porter, well-a,
On the southbound train.
Well, I used to be the porter, well-a,
On the southbound train.

I'm the same grand rascal, well-a,
Stole your watch and chain.
I'm the same grand rascal, well-a,
Stole your watch and chain.

Cryin' ol' Mamie, well-a, Oh Lordy, gal!
Cryin' ol' Mamie, well-a, Oh Lordy, gal!

Well, Mamie in Meridian, livin' at ease,
Well, Mamie in Meridian, livin' at ease,

Well, I'm on Parchman, got to work or leave.
Well, I'm on Parchman, got to work or leave.

I’m gonna holler like – [give a mighty good squall] (?) *
I’m gonna holler like – [give a mighty good squall] (?)

I'll call Alberta from the woman's wall.
I'll call Alberta from the woman's wall.

Cryin' ol' Mamie, well-a, Oh Lordy, gal!
Cryin' ol' Mamie, well-a, Oh Lordy, gal!

Well, look over yonder, sun done gone,
Well, look over yonder, sun done gone,

Well, way over yonder, where the western sun.
Well, way over yonder, where the western sun.

Cryin' ol' Mamie, well-a, Oh Lordy, gal!
Cryin' ol' Mamie, well-a, Oh Lordy, gal!

Mud ! Mud ! **




* Mississippi State Penitentiary (MSP), also known as Parchman Farm, is a maximum-security prison farm located in the unincorporated community of Parchman in Sunflower County, Mississippi, in the Mississippi Delta region

Verso* e nota ** da :
The Mudcat Cafè - 2009
ADD Version: Early in the Morning - From: Ken Schatz.

** About the shouts at the end, William Ferris, in Blues from the Delta, says:
"When a tree is cut or the hoers reach the end of a row, the caller signals the end of his chant by crying 'Mud! Mud! Mud!'"


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