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Coot Marseilles Blues

アーティスト:Tom T. Hall  アルバム:We All Got Together And...  作詞:HALL TOM T  作曲:HALL TOM T 

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(This story was told to me by Jerry Clover at the 1971 discjockey convention I told Jerry I's gonna write a song about it My brother Hillman gonna play the cigarette paper and the comb play) ( paper & comb ) Coot Marseilles was an old black man from down Mississippi way He worked out in the white man's yard and he loved to sing and play Ol' Coot worked hard God rest his soul he never was much to roam His entire band was an old guitar a cigarette paper and a comb ( paper & comb ) Now ol' Coot had one song that he would sing when his long days were put in There ain't nobody knows that song now cause I reckon that it died with him His songs were made up 'o dry bones from pain and sweat and tears And Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy was sometimes all you'd hear Now on Saturdays ol' Coot didn't work much 'cepten he built a fire in the stove And when he get through he'd mosey on down and sit by the gravel road He'd hum that song as he walked along with the faraway look in his eyes


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