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Prison Songs [Live at AB]

by The Golden Glows

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1.
The Murderer’s Home I ain’t got long, oh mama I ain’t got long, oh I ain’t got long I ain’t got long in the murderer’s home Pray for me, oh mama Pray for me, pray for me Lord, I got a long holdover and I can’t go free I ain’t got long, oh mama I ain’t got long, on I ain’t got long I ain’t got long in the murderer’s home
2.
Black Woman 03:43
I don’t want no jet black woman, Oh, she’s too mean, Lord, Lord she’s too mean I don’t want no suga’ in my coffee, It make me mean Lord, it make me mean I got a bulldog, he weighs five hundred In my backyard, Lord, in my backyard When he bark, he roar like thunder Up in the clouds, Lord, up in the clouds When you meet my long-haired woman Just bow your head, Lord, just bow your head I don’t want no bald-headed woman, Oh, she’s too mean, Lord, Lord she’s too mean I don’t want no jet black woman, Oh, she’s too mean, Lord, Lord she’s too mean
3.
Long John 02:42
Long John It’s a long John He’s a long gone Like a turkey through the corn Like a turkey through the corn Through the long corn He’s a long gone He’s a long gone It’s a long John Well, my John said In the ten chap ten ‘If a man die He will live again’ It’s a long John He’s a long gone He’s a long gone It’s a long John Well, they crucified Jesus And they nailed him to the cross Sister Mary cried now “My child is lost!” Well long John Well long John He’s long gone He’s long gone Mister John, John Mister John, John Old Big-eye John Old Big-eye John Oh, John, John Oh, John, John He’s a long gone CHORUS Says-uh: ‘Come on, gal, And-uh shut that do’, Says: ‘The dogs is comin' now And I got to go’ It’s a long John He’s a long gone He’s a long gone It’s a long John ‘Well-a two, three minutes ‘Well-a two, three minutes Let me catch my wind Let me catch my wind In-a two, three minutes In-a two, three minutes I’m-a gone again’ He’s John, John He’s John, John Old John, John Old John, John With his long clothes on With his long clothes on Just a-skippin' through the corn Just a-skippin' through the corn He’s a long gone As my John said On the fourth day Well, to tell my rider That I’m on my way It’s a long John He’s a long gone He’s a long gone It’s a long John Well, my John said In the ten chap ten ‘If a man die He will live again As my John said On the fourth day Well, to tell my rider That I’m on my way CHORUS
4.
Early in the Mornin’ Well, it’s early in the morn’ — in the mornin’ Oh baby, when I rise Well the eagle on the dollar— the quarter He gonna’ rise and fly Well, it’s early in the morn’ — in the mornin’ Oh well-a, when I rise Well-a rock ‘n gravel make-a—they make-a To make a solid road It takes a good-lookin’ woman to make-a— To make a good lookin’ whore Well it’s early in the —
5.
Old Dollar Mamie Old Dollar Mamie told-a old Dollar Bob Well the dress she wanted was a dollar a yard Well a dollar a yard baby, well a dollar a yard, gal Well, the dress she wanted was a dollar a yard Well you hush, hush Mamie, don’t you say not a word Well you should have it if it’s in this world Well in this world darling, if it’s in this this world, gal Well you should have it if it’s in this world Old Dollar Mamie turn her head and smile You could hear her calling, well-a, for a level mile For a level mile baby, for a level mile gal Well you hear her calling for a level mile Well, I’m going to Memphis When I get my roll Stand on the levee baby Hear the big boats blow Well, you raise ‘em up higher let ‘em drop on down Well, you don’t know the difference when the sun go down When the sun go down, baby, when the sun go down Well you don’t know the difference when the sun go down
6.
Jumpin' Judy 02:22
Jumpin’ Judy O well, it’s jumpin’, jumpin’ Judy Boy, she was a mighty fine girl O well, she brought that jumpin’ Baby, to this whole wide world O well, she brought it in the mornin’ Baby, just a little ‘fore day O well, yonder come old Rosie Baby, how in the world do you know? O well, I know it her by her apron Baby, red’s the dress that she wore O well, I heard her tell the sergeant ‘Sir, I’ve come out to my man.’ Poor boy, he been here a-rollin’ Baby, for the state so long O well, I know he done got sorry Buddy, that he ever done wrong
7.
I’m Going Home [choir] I’m going home, oh yes I’m going home, oh yes I’m going home, Lord Lord I’m going home, I’m going home Lord, Lord, I’m going home My baby sister’s cryin’ My baby sister’s cryin’ Brother come home, Lord Lord Brother come home, brother come home Lord Lord, brother come home I’m going home.. My old mother’s cryin’... I’m going home... My old father’s cryin’... I’m going home... I’m gonna run, better not catch me I’m gonna run, better not catch me I’m going home, Lord Lord I’m going home, I’m going home Lord, Lord, I’m going home If they ask ya, was I runnin’ ? If they ask ya, was I runnin’ ? Runnin’ like hell, Lord Lord Runnin’ like hell, runnin’ like hell Lord Lord, runnin’ like hell I’m going home...
8.
I’m Going Home [solo] Last year was no good crop year And everybody knowed it Grandpa raised a bushel of corn And some black rascal stole it I’m goin’ home, son, I’m goin’ home Jaybird pullin’ the turnin’ plow Sparrow pullin’ the harrow You gonna pull it today, big boy, And I’m goin’ to pull it tomorrow I’m goin’ home, son, I’m goin’ home Lost my girl the other day Where you reckon I find her? Way down there in the old corn field Fifteen boys around her I’m goin’ home, son, I’m goin’ home Call the nigga with the black boots on I sho’ do wish it was slavery I take these trace chains round your back And run you stone crazy I’m goin’ home, son, I’m goin’ home Grandma had an old bull dog Swore he was double jointed She sent that dog to the blacksmith’s shop And had his nose pointed I’m goin’ home, son, I’m goin’ home Girl, bring me my shotgun Rifle ain’t got no trigger We goin’ down to a party tonight Might meet another nigger I’m goin’ home, son, I’m goin’ home
9.
Rosie 03:40
Rosie Be my woman, gal, I — be your man Be my woman, gal, I — be your man Be my woman, gal, I — be your man Every Sunday’s dollar — in your hand In your hand, Lordy — in your hand Every Sunday’s dollar — in your hand Oh Rosie, oh Lord, gal Oh Rosie, oh Lord, gal Be my woman, gal, I — be your man Be my woman, gal, I — be your man Be my woman, gal, I — be your man Every Sunday’s dollar — in your hand In your hand, Lordy — in your hand Every Sunday’s dollar — in your hand Stick to the promise, gal, that — you made me Stick to the promise, gal, that — you made me Stick to the promise, gal, that — you made me Wasn’t gonna marry till-a — I go free I go free, Lordy — I go free Wasn’t gonna marry till-a — I go free Oh Rosie, oh Lord, gal Oh Rosie, oh Lord, gal When she walk she reels and — rocks behind Ain’t that enough to worry — convict’s mind Oh Rosie, oh Lord, gal Oh Rosie, oh Lord, gal Stick to the promise, gal, that — you made me Stick to the promise, gal, that — you made me Stick to the promise, gal, that — you made me Wasn’t gonna marry till-a — I go free I go free, Lordy — I go free Wasn’t gonna marry till-a — I go free Oh Rosie, oh Lord, gal Oh Rosie, oh Lord, gal
10.
No More, My Lord No more, my Lord No more, my Lord Lord, I never turn back no more I found in Him a resting place And He have made me glad No more, my Lord No more, my Lord Lord, I never turn back no more Go down, go down, among the flower yard Perhaps you’ll find Him there No more, my Lord No more, my Lord Lord, I never turn back no more
11.
When I Went To Leland When I went to Leland, I thought I was lost When I went to Leland, I was alone and lost When I went around the corner, I met my walking boss Then I went around the corner, met my walking boss I met my walking boss, I met my walking boss, Then I went around the corner, I met my walking boss Well, my old mister, oh well, he promised me Well, my old mister, oh well, he promised me When he die now brother, he gonna set me free, When he die now sugar, he gonna set me free Ah!... Well-a... Baby… Sugar... When he die now brother, he gonna set me free When he die now sugar, he gonna set me free Well, it’s all right ‘Berta Well, it’s all right, gal Well, it’s all right ‘Berta Well, it’s all right, gal Well, the boat’s up the river, turnin’ round and round Well, the boat’s up the river now, turnin’ round and round Well, the boat struck the river, turning’ round and round Well, you raise ‘em up a-higher my sugar and then they drop on down When I went to Leland, oh well I thought I was lost When I went to Leland, oh well I thought I was lost When I went to Leland, oh well I thought I was lost When I went to Leland, sugar, I was alone and lost
12.
Go Down, Old Hannah Go down old Hannah, well well well, don’t you rise no more, well well well Go down old Hannah, don’t you rise no more But if you rise in the mornin’, be sure to bring my judgement on But if you rise in the mornin’, bring my judgement on Well, I looked at old Hannah, well well, she she was turning red Well, my partner looked around, this is what he said: I was a good man, but they drove me down I was a good man, but they drove me down Go down old Hannah, don’t you rise no more But if you rise in the mornin’, bring my judgement on Go down old Hannah, don’t you rise no more Don’t you rise no more

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Prison Songs, A Tribute to Alan Lomax
Live at AB, 10.10.2009

Legendary performance of Prison Songs recorded by Alan Lomax in Parchman Farm, Mississippi, 1946-47, with an all-male choir. This one-off concert was voted top 3 concert of 2009 at Ancienne Belgique.

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released October 9, 2019

‘Prison Songs’ recorded live at AB Brussels on 10.10.2009

Mixed by Staf Verbeeck & Glows at AB Studios, Brussels
Mastered by Darcy Proper & Glows, Galaxy Studios, Mol

Pictures from Alan Lomax' Photographic Journals
Parchman Farm 1959
Courtesy of the Association for Cultural Equity

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The Golden Glows is an acoustic trio, glowing like a setting sun. Their warm three-part harmony breathes life into songs and melodies. One guitar and three voices is at the heart of all their musical adventures.

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