Mama got the blues all about em, Ain' no tellin' what, we's gonna do, Can't stop this feelin', It's all about to change, that's what they're sayin', Where we gonna run to, Mama got the blues, an what Lord, Is we gon' do Lord I got a bad old feelin', Hummin' that old distant melody, Don't see no future... It all a' been a' buildin' up on my shoulder, Holdin' me under, Mama got the blues, an what Lord, Is we gon' do Ooh... Ah... I don't know no way around it, Any old way I's goin' down slow, Any old way, We on our way on this long distant journey, Don' know if I'm 'on get through, Mama got the blues, an what Lord, Is we gon' do But it's, all right, It's all right, It's all right, It's all right... Примерный перевод: Мама получила блюз все о них, Не скажу, что, мы будем делать, Не могу остановить это чувство, Это все должно измениться, вот что они говорят, Куда мы побежим, Мама получила блюз, что Господь, Мы собираемся сделать Господи, я плохо себя чувствую, Hummin 'ту старую далекую мелодию, Не вижу будущего ... Все это было «наворочено» на моем плече, Держи меня под, Мама получила блюз, что Господь, Мы собираемся сделать Ох ... Ах ... Я не знаю, как с этим справиться, Любой старый способ, которым я иду медленно, Любой старый способ, Мы на нашем пути в этом далеком путешествии, Не знаю, смогу ли я пройти, Мама получила блюз, что Господь, Мы собираемся сделать Но все в порядке, Все в порядке, Все в порядке, Все хорошо...
I've been circling through his records for the better part of a year, and only now happened upon the year that this record was produced. Certain proof that there is hope yet for our generation, regardless of how underrated he might be.
he will sit on his torn couch and mildly stir the glass of old whisky and will gaze at the liquor and watch the liquor fade itself into the hue of drunkenness, he will be witnessing this fine evening with the smoke of some cigarette and with some carelessness of whisky. And as this evening blends into the night that carries the moon and stars with itself, he will watch those stars and remember his dead mother with deep remorse that he couldn't be a great son and he will take his first gulp of that old whisky right there, he will cry, and he will punish himself with some tears and the cold breeze will caress his face like his dead mother is whipping all his tears away, and then like a coward he will be in deep slumber on the torn couch with nothing but a fond memory of himself and his dead mother
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criminally underrated
Completely agree
A rare modern blues/folk artist with a true soul and ol'school mojo :-)
Everyone needs to stfu while my mans killin.
Just found this guy. I’m in awe
Goose bumps
How underrated!
Mama got the blues all about em,
Ain' no tellin' what, we's gonna do,
Can't stop this feelin',
It's all about to change, that's what they're sayin',
Where we gonna run to,
Mama got the blues, an what Lord,
Is we gon' do
Lord I got a bad old feelin',
Hummin' that old distant melody,
Don't see no future...
It all a' been a' buildin' up on my shoulder,
Holdin' me under,
Mama got the blues, an what Lord,
Is we gon' do
Ooh...
Ah...
I don't know no way around it,
Any old way I's goin' down slow,
Any old way,
We on our way on this long distant journey,
Don' know if I'm 'on get through,
Mama got the blues, an what Lord,
Is we gon' do
But it's, all right,
It's all right,
It's all right,
It's all right...
Примерный перевод:
Мама получила блюз все о них,
Не скажу, что, мы будем делать,
Не могу остановить это чувство,
Это все должно измениться, вот что они говорят,
Куда мы побежим,
Мама получила блюз, что Господь,
Мы собираемся сделать
Господи, я плохо себя чувствую,
Hummin 'ту старую далекую мелодию,
Не вижу будущего ...
Все это было «наворочено» на моем плече,
Держи меня под,
Мама получила блюз, что Господь,
Мы собираемся сделать
Ох ...
Ах ...
Я не знаю, как с этим справиться,
Любой старый способ, которым я иду медленно,
Любой старый способ,
Мы на нашем пути в этом далеком путешествии,
Не знаю, смогу ли я пройти,
Мама получила блюз, что Господь,
Мы собираемся сделать
Но все в порядке,
Все в порядке,
Все в порядке,
Все хорошо...
I've been circling through his records for the better part of a year, and only now happened upon the year that this record was produced. Certain proof that there is hope yet for our generation, regardless of how underrated he might be.
Да, я об этом же думаю, слушая этого человека
how can people be talking while this is happening on stage?
he will sit on his torn couch and mildly stir the glass of old whisky and will gaze at the liquor and watch the liquor fade itself into the hue of drunkenness, he will be witnessing this fine evening with the smoke of some cigarette and with some carelessness of whisky. And as this evening blends into the night that carries the moon and stars with itself, he will watch those stars and remember his dead mother with deep remorse that he couldn't be a great son and he will take his first gulp of that old whisky right there, he will cry, and he will punish himself with some tears and the cold breeze will caress his face like his dead mother is whipping all his tears away, and then like a coward he will be in deep slumber on the torn couch with nothing but a fond memory of himself and his dead mother
Nice❤
This is the only thing I like
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