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Takin' It Easy

Woody Guthrie
Language: English

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[1953]
Parole e musica di Woody Guthrie
Testo trovato su sitodella Woody Guthrie Publications, Inc.
Parrebbe una canzone inedita. Tuttavia il titolo lo trovo nella corposa raccolta “American Radical Patriot”, nel quinto CD intitolato “War Effort Songs”, realizzata dalla Rounder Records nel 2013

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Non so se il testo sia in slang dell’Oklahoma, resta il fatto che si tratta di una canzone sull’amore ai tempi della bomba atomica. Molto attuale anche oggi, purtroppo.
Cisco Houston ne diede una versione semplificata in americano corrente.
I bought me a paper cause I wanted to know
Just what to do when the sireenz blow.
If the atom bomb misses me I don't want ta fall down
A big sewer drain like an open manhole.

I'ma takin' it easy, I'ma takin' it slow.
Ain'ta gonna hurry when the sireenz blow.

That bigeye girl alivin' right next door
Beena tryin' ta connect for a year or more;
Practice whistle blew an' I flew downstairs.
She said, "Slow down, man!" She grabb'd a han'fulla hair.

I'ma takin' it easy, I'ma takin' it slow.
Ain'ta gonna hurry when the sireenz blow.

Town's pitch dark, we cain't light no light;
The ole shelter hole's a lot blacker than night;
Babe O' Baby, anda Man O' Man!
Holdin' hands in th' dark! Both of us feelin' right.

I'ma takin' it easy, I'ma takin' it slow.
Ain'ta gonna hurry when the sireenz blow.

I shook like a leaf on the wind th't blows;
Shivvered and I shimmied from my head to m'toes;
I broke in such a hot sweat I soaked my clothes;
She purred just like a kittenkat diggin' in close.

I'ma takin' it easy, I'ma takin' it slow.
Ain'ta gonna hurry when the sireenz blow.

It may be a terrible thing ta stay;
FBI might lay me in th' jail this day;
But, her perfume smell'd sweet alla 'round,
I'ma prayin' that all clear toot don't sound!

I'ma takin' it easy, I'ma takin' it slow.
Ain'ta gonna hurry when the sireenz blow.

She wiggled and oozed in closer ta me;
I felt her permamene wave abrushin' my shirtsleeve;
Felt her hot breath afoggin' up against my neck;
Mu hand was hot enuff ta cook a hard boiled egg.

Yes, that All Clear blowed and we signed for peace;
We got married just as perty as ya doggone place;
Six kids we've got achasin' round our place;
We keep our skillet jist slick as grease.

I'ma takin' it easy, I'ma takin' it slow.
Ain'ta gonna hurry when the sireenz blow.

If this atombomb chases you down in a hole,
If it looks too dark to suit your soul,
Just grab on tight an' give an easy squeeze;
You'll slide into Glory where they've all got peace.

I'ma takin' it easy, I'ma takin' it slow.
Ain'ta gonna hurry when the sireenz blow.

Contributed by Bernart Bartleby - 2017/9/6 - 10:59



Language: English

La versione di Cisco Houston, risalente al 1961, nel disco “Sings The Songs Of Woody Guthrie”

Cisco Houston  Sings The Songs Of Woody Guthrie
TAKING IT EASY

Well I bought me a paper
'Cause I wanted to know
Just what to do
when the sirens blow
And the mayor said
"Well you hadn't oughta run
But just take it easy
when the sirens hum"

I'm taking it easy
I'm taking it slow
I ain't a-gonna worry
When the sirens blow
I'm taking it easy
I'm taking it slow
I ain't a-gonna worry
When the sirens blow

There's a pretty little woman
Lives down the street
For years and years
Been dying to meet
When the blackout came
What did I find
But she had the same thing
On her mind

Just taking it easy
Just taking it slow
I ain't a-gonna worry
When the sirens blow
I'm taking it easy
I'm taking it slow
I ain't a-gonna worry
When the sirens blow

Well the boat whistle blew
Way down on the dock
And I walkled to the shelter
Down the block
When I got there
What did I see
But that pretty little woman
By the side of me

Just taking it easy
Just taking it slow
I ain't a-gonna worry
When the sirens blow
I'm taking it easy
I'm taking it slow
I ain't a-gonna worry
When the sirens blow

Well I wanted her to know
I was a natural man
So I took the situation
Well in hand
When the all-clear signal
Begin to whine
That pretty little woman
Said she'd be mine

Just taking it easy
Just taking it slow
I ain't a-gonna worry
When the sirens blow
I'm taking it easy
I'm taking it slow
I ain't a-gonna worry
When the sirens blow

Contributed by Bernart Bartleby - 2017/9/6 - 11:00



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