Álbum We Shall Overcome: The Seeger Sessions de Bruce Springsteen - Canciones

We Shall Overcome: The Seeger Sessions

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  1. Old Dan TuckerVer letra

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    letra de Old Dan Tucker

    Old Dan Tucker, he's a fine old man,
    Washed his face in a frying pan
    Combed his hair with a wagon wheel
    Died of a toothache in his heel

    Get out of the way! Old Dan Tucker,
    You're too late to get your supper
    Supper's gone, dinner is a cooking
    Old Dan Tucker just a standing there looking

    Old Dan Tucker, he'd come to town
    Riding a billy goat, leading a hound
    Hound dog barked, billy goat jumped
    Landed Dan Tucker on the top of a stump!

    Get out of the way! Old Dan Tucker,
    You're too late to get your supper
    Supper's gone, dinner is a cooking
    Old Dan Tucker just a standing there looking

    Now old Dan Tucker has come to town
    Swinging the ladies round and round
    First to the right and then to the left
    Then to the girl that he loves best

    Get out of the way! Old Dan Tucker,
    You're too late to get your supper
    Supper's gone, dinner is a cooking
    Old Dan Tucker just a standing there looking

  2. Jesse JamesVer letra

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    letra de Jesse James

    Jasse James was a lad
    That killed many a man
    He robbed the Glendale train
    He stole from the rich
    And he gave to the poor
    He´d a hand and heart and a brain

    Well it was Robert Ford
    That dirty little coward
    I eonder now how he feels
    For he ate of Jesse´s bread
    And he slept in Jesse´s bed
    And he laid poor Jesse in his grave

    Well Jesse had a wife
    To mourn for his life
    Three children
    Now they were brave
    Well that dirty little coward
    That shot Mr. Howard
    He laid poor Jesse in his grave

    Well Jesse was a man
    A friend to the poor
    He´d never rob a mother or a child
    There never qas a man with the law in his hand
    That could take Jesse James when alive

    It was on a Saturday night
    Well the moon was shining bright
    They robbed the Gelendale train
    And pelople they did say oér many miles away
    It was those outlaws Frank and Jesse James

    Well Jesse had a wife
    To mourn for his life
    Three children
    Now they were brave
    But that dirty little coward
    That shot Mr. Howard
    He laid poor Jasse in his grave

    Now the people held their breath
    When they heard of Jesse´s death
    They wondered how he´d ever como to fall
    Robert Ford it was a fact
    He shot Jesse in the back
    While Jesse hung a picture on the wall

    Jesse went to rest with his head on his breast
    The devil upon his knee
    He was born one day in County Clay
    And he came from a solitary race

    Well Jesse had a wife
    To mourn for his life
    Three children
    Now they were brave
    Well that dirty little coward
    That shot at Mr. Howard
    He laid poor Jesse in his grave

    Composición: TraditionalArreglos: Bruce Springsteen
  3. Mrs. McGrathVer letra

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    letra de Mrs. McGrath

    "Oh, Mrs. McGrath," the sergeant said
    "Would you like to make a soldier of your son Ted
    With a scarlet coat and a big cocked hat
    Now Mrs. McGrath would you like that?"

    With your too-ri-aa, fol-did-dle-di-aa,
    too-ri-oo-ri-oo-ri-aa, too-ri-aa,
    fol-did-dle-di-aa, too-ri-oo-ri-oo-ri-aa

    Now Mrs. McGrath lived on the sea shore
    And after seven years or more
    She spied a ship coming into the bay
    With her son from far away


    "Oh captain dear, where have ye been?
    You been sailing on the Mediterranean?
    Have you news of my son Ted?
    Is he living or is he dead?"

    With your too-ri-aa, fol-did-dle-di-aa,
    too-ri-oo-ri-oo-ri-aa, too-ri-aa,
    fol-did-dle-di-aa, too-ri-oo-ri-oo-ri-aa

    Then up came Ted without any legs
    And in their place two wooden pegs
    She kissed him a dozen times or two
    And said "My God Ted is it you"?
    Now were ye drunk or were ye blind
    When ye left yer two fine legs behind?
    Or was it walking upon the sea
    That wore your two fine legs away?"

    With your too-ri-aa, fol-did-dle-di-aa,
    too-ri-oo-ri-oo-ri-aa, too-ri-aa,
    fol-did-dle-di-aa, too-ri-oo-ri-oo-ri-aa

    Now I wasn't drunk and I wasn't blind
    When I left my two fine legs behind
    A cannonball on the fifth of May
    Tore my two fine legs away

    "My, Teddy boy," the widow cried
    "Yer two fine legs were yer mother's pride
    Stumps of a tree wouldn't do at all
    Why didn't ye run from the cannon ball?"

    With your too-ri-aa, fol-did-dle-di-aa,
    too-ri-oo-ri-oo-ri-aa, too-ri-aa,
    fol-did-dle-di-aa, too-ri-oo-ri-oo-ri-aa

    "All foreign wars I do proclaim
    Live on blood and a mother's pain
    I'd rather have my son as he used to be
    Than the King of America
    And his whole Navy!

    Composición: TraditionalArreglos: Bruce SpringsteenMúsicos invitados: Bruce Springsteen (Adapted By [Music])
  4. Oh, Mary, Don't You WeepVer letra

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    letra de Oh, Mary, Don't You Weep

    Well if I could I surely would
    Stand on the rock where Moses stood
    Pharaoh's army got drownded
    O Mary don't you weep

    O Mary don't you weep, don't you mourn
    O Mary don't you weep, don't you mourn
    Pharaoh's army got drownded
    O Mary don't you weep

    Well Mary wore three links and chains
    On every link was Jesus' name
    Pharaoh's army got drownded
    O Mary don't you weep

    O Mary don't you weep, don't you mourn
    O Mary don't you weep, don't you mourn
    Pharaoh's army got drownded
    O Mary don't you weep
    Go!

    Go!

    Well one of these nights bout 12 o'clock
    This old world is gonna rock
    Pharaoh's army got drownded
    O Mary don't you weep

    Well Moses stood on the Red Sea shore
    Smote' the water with a two by four
    Pharaoh's army got drownded
    O Mary don't you weep

    Alright!

    (O Mary don't you weep, don't you mourn)
    (O Mary don't you weep, don't you mourn)
    (Pharaoh's army got drownded)
    (O Mary don't you weep)

    Well old Mr. Satan he got mad
    Missed that soul that he thought he had
    Pharaoh's army got drownded
    O Mary don't you weep

    Brothers and sisters don't you cry
    There'll be good times by and by
    Pharaoh's army got drownded
    O Mary don't you weep

    Well O Mary don't you weep, don't you mourn
    O Mary don't you weep, don't you mourn
    Pharaoh's army got drownded
    O Mary don't you weep

    Solo, try it out!
    (O Mary don't you weep, don't you mourn)
    (O Mary don't you weep, don't you mourn)
    (Pharaoh's army got drownded)
    (O Mary don't you weep)
    Hey!

    Drums!

    God gave Noah the rainbow sign
    "No more water but fire next time"
    Pharaoh's army got drownded
    O Mary don't you weep

    O Mary don't you weep, don't you mourn
    O Mary don't you weep, don't you mourn
    Pharaoh's army got drownded
    O Mary don't you weep

    O Mary don't you weep, don't you mourn
    O Mary don't you weep, don't you mourn
    Pharaoh's army got drownded
    O Mary don't you weep

    Everybody!
    (O Mary don't you weep, don't you mourn)
    (O Mary don't you weep, don't you mourn)
    (Pharaoh's army got drownded)
    (O Mary don't you weep)

    O Mary don't you weep, don't you mourn
    O Mary don't you weep, don't you mourn
    Pharaoh's army got drownded
    Oooooooh, Mary don't yoooooou

    (O Mary don't you weep, don't you mourn)
    (O Mary don't you weep, don't you mourn)
    (Pharaoh's army got drownded)
    (O Mary don't you weep)

    Composición: TraditionalArreglos: Bruce SpringsteenMúsicos invitados: Bruce Springsteen (Adapted By [Music])
  5. John HenryVer letra

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    letra de John Henry

    When John Henry was a little baby
    Sittin' on his daddy's knee
    Said the big Ben Tuttle of the C &O Road,
    "The hammer's gonna be the death of thee, lord, lord
    The hammer's gonna be the death of thee"

    John Henry said to his captain,
    "A man ain't nothing' but a man
    Before I let this steam drill beat me down
    I'll die with a hammer in my hand, lord, lord,
    I'll die with a hammer in my hand"

    Well, the man who invented the steam drill
    Thought he was mighty fine
    But John Henry drove about fifteen feet
    And the steam drill only made nine, lord, lord,
    The steam drill only made nine

    John Henry said to his preacher,
    "Man, why don't you pray,
    'cause if I miss with this nine pound hammer
    Tomorrow be my buryin' day lord, lord,
    Tomorrow be my buryin' day

    John Henry swung the hammer over his head
    He brought the hammer down to the ground
    A man in Chantanooga two hundred miles away
    Said, "Listen to the rumblin' sound, lord, lord,
    Listen to that rumblin' sound"

    They took John Henry to the graveyard,
    Buried him in the hot sand
    Now every locomotive comes rollin' by says,
    "There lies a steel-drivin' man, lord, lord,
    There lies a steel drivin' man! "

    Composición: TraditionalArreglos: Bruce Springsteen
  6. Erie CanalVer letra

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    letra de Erie Canal

    I've got a mule, and her name is Sal,
    Fifteen miles on the Erie Canal.
    She's a good ol' worker an' a good ol' pal,
    Fifteen miles on the Erie Canal.
    We've hauled some barges in our day,
    Filled with lumber, coal, and hay,
    And we know every inch of the way
    From Albany to Buffalo.

    Low bridge, everybody down!
    Low bridge, for we're comin' through a town!
    And you'll always know your neighbor,
    You'll always know your pal,
    If you've ever navigated on the Erie Canal.

    We'd better look around for a job, ol' gal,
    Fifteen miles on the Erie Canal!
    'Cause you bet your life I'd never part with Sal,
    Fifteen miles on the Erie Canal!
    Git up there, mule, here comes a lock,
    We'll make Rome 'bout six o'clock,
    One more trip and back we'll go
    Right back home to Buffalo.

    Arreglos: Bruce SpringsteenMúsicos invitados: Bruce Springsteen (Adapted By [Music])
  7. Jacob's LadderVer letra

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    letra de Jacob's Ladder

    We are climbing Jacob's ladder
    We are climbing Jacob's ladder
    We are climbing Jacob's ladder
    Brothers, sisters, all

    Every rung goes higher and higher
    Every rung goes higher and higher
    Every rung goes higher and higher
    Brothers, sisters, all

    We are dancing Sarah's circle
    We are dancing Sarah's circle
    We are dancing Sarah's circle
    Sisters, brothers, all

    Every round a generation
    Every round a generation
    Every round a generation
    Sisters, brothers, all

    We are climbing Jacob's ladder
    We are climbing Jacob's ladder
    We are climbing Jacob's ladder
    Brothers, sisters, all

    Composición: TraditionalLetras: Pete SeegerArreglos: Bruce SpringsteenMúsicos invitados: Bruce Springsteen (Adapted By [Music])
  8. My Oklahoma HomeVer letra

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    letra de My Oklahoma Home

    When they opened up the strip I was young and full of zip,
    I wanted a place to call my own.
    And so I made the race, and staked me out a place,
    And settled down along the Cimarron.

    It blowed away, it blowed away,
    My Oklahoma home, it blowed away.
    It looked so green and fair when I built my shanty there,
    But my Oklahoma home, it blowed away.

    I planted wheat and oats, got some chickens and some shoats,
    Aimed to have some ham and eggs to feed my face.
    Got a mule to pull the plow, got an old red muley cow
    And got a fancy mortgage on the place.

    It blowed away, it blowed away,
    All the crops I planted blowed away.
    You can't grow any grain if there isn't any rain;
    All except the mortgage blowed away.

    It blowed away my rooster and it blowed away my hens;
    The pigs and cattle went astray.
    All the crops that I sowed went a-foggin' down the road.
    My Oklahoma farm, it blowed away.

    It blowed away, it blowed away,
    Everything I owned blowed away.
    I hollered and I cussed when my land went up in dust,
    When my Oklahoma farm, it blowed away.

    It looked so green and fair, when I built my shanty there,
    I figured I was all set for life.
    I put on my Sunday best with my fancy scalloped vest
    And went to town and picked me out a wife.

    She blowed away, she blowed away
    My Oklahoma woman blowed away.
    Just as I bent and kissed her, she was picked up by a twister;
    My Oklahoma woman blowed away.

    Then I was left alone a-listenin' to the moan
    Of the wind around the corners of my shack;
    So I took off down the road when the south wind blowed,
    A-travelin' with the wind at my back.

    I blowed away, I blowed away
    Chasin' a dust cloud up ahead.
    Once it looked so green and fair, now it's up there in the air;
    My Oklahoma farm is overhead.

    Now I'm always close to home no matter where I roam,
    For Oklahoma dust is everywhere.
    Makes no difference where I'm walkin', I can hear my chickens squawkin'
    I can hear my wife a-talkin' in the air.

    It blowed away, it blowed away,
    My Oklahoma home blowed away.
    But my home is always near; it's in the atmosphere,
    My Oklahoma home that blowed away.

    I'm a roamin' Oklahoman, but I'm always close to home
    And I'll never get homesick 'til I die.
    No matter where I'm found, my home is all around;
    My Oklahoma home is in the sky.

    It blowed away, it blowed away,
    My farm down upon the Cimarron.
    But all around the world, wherever dust is whirled,
    Some is from my Oklahoma home.

    It blowed away, it blowed away,
    My Oklahoma home blowed away.
    Oh it's up there in the sky in that dust cloud rolling by,
    My Oklahoma home is in the sky.

    Composición: Bill Cunningham (2), Sis Cunningham
  9. Eyes On The PrizeVer letra

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    letra de Eyes On The Prize

    Paul and Silas were bound in jail
    Had no Money for to go their bail
    Keep your eyes on the prize
    Hold on! Hold on!
    Hold on! Keep your Eyes on the Prize

    Hold on! Hold on!
    Keep your Eyes on the Prize, hold on!

    Paul and Silas began to shout
    Doors popped open, and they walked out
    Keep your eyes on the prize, hold on

    Hold on! Hold on!
    Keep your Eyes on the Prize, hold on!

    Well, the only chains that we can stand
    Are the chains of hand in hand
    Keep your eyes on the prize

    Hold on! Hold on!
    Keep your Eyes on the Prize, hold on!

    Got my hand on the freedom plow
    Wouldn't take nothing for my journey now
    Keep your eyes on the prize

    Hold on! Hold on!
    Keep your Eyes on the Prize, hold on!
    Hold on! Hold on! Hold on! Hold on

    Composición: TraditionalLetras: Alice WineArreglos: Bruce Springsteen
  10. ShenandoahVer letra

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    letra de Shenandoah

    Oh Shenandoah, I love your daughter
    Way-aye, you rolling river
    I'll take her 'cross yon rolling water
    A way - we're bound away
    'Cross the wide Missouri!

    The Chief disdained the trader's dollars,
    Way-aye, you rolling river
    My daughter you shall never follow
    A way - we're bound away
    'Cross the wide Missouri!

    For seven years I courted Sally,
    Way-aye, you rolling river
    For seven more I longed to have her
    A way - we're bound away
    'Cross the wide Missouri!

    She said she would not be my lover
    Way-aye, you rolling river
    Because I was a tarry sailor
    A way - we're bound away
    'Cross the wide Missouri!

    At last there came a Yankee skipper
    Way-aye, you rolling river
    He winked his eye, and he tipped his flipper
    A way - we're bound away
    'Cross the wide Missouri!

    He sold the Chief that fire-water
    Way-aye, you rolling river
    And 'cross the river he stole his daughter
    A way - we're bound away
    'Cross the wide Missouri!

    Oh Shenandoah, I love your daughter
    Way-aye, you rolling river
    I'll take her 'cross yon rolling water
    A way - we're bound away
    'Cross the wide Missouri!

    Composición: TraditionalArreglos: Bruce Springsteen
  11. Pay Me My Money DownVer letra

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    letra de Pay Me My Money Down

    Pay me, you owe me
    Pay me my money down
    Pay me or go to jail
    Pay me my money down

    I thought I heard the captain say
    Pay me my money down
    Tomorrow is our sailing day
    Pay me my money down

    Pay me, you owe me
    Pay me my money down
    Pay me or go to jail
    Pay me my money down

    Late last night we went into a bar
    Pay me money down
    They knocked us down with the end of a spar
    Pay me my money down

    Pay me, you owe me
    Pay me my money down
    Pay me or go to jail
    Pay me my money down

    I wish I was Mr. Howard's son
    Pay me my money down
    Sit in the house and watch the work getting down
    Pay me my money down

    Pay me, you owe me

    Composición: TraditionalArreglos: Bruce Springsteen
  12. We Shall OvercomeVer letra

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    letra de We Shall Overcome

    Hey we shall overcome, we shall overcome
    We shall overcome someday
    Darlin' here in my heart, yeah I do believe
    We shall overcome someday

    Well we'll walk hand in hand, we'll walk hand in hand
    We'll walk hand in hand someday
    Darlin' here in my heart, yeah I do believe
    We'll walk hand in hand someday

    Well we shall live in peace, we shall live in peace
    We shall live in peace someday
    Darlin' here in my heart, yeah I do believe
    We shall live in peace someday

    Well we are not afraid, we are not afraid
    We shall overcome someday
    Yeah here in my heart, I do believe
    We shall overcome someday

    Hey we shall overcome, we shall overcome
    We shall overcome someday
    Darlin' here in my heart, I do believe
    We shall overcome someday
    We shall overcome someday

    Músicos invitados: Frank Hamilton (3) (Adapted By [Musical And Lyrical]), Guy Carawan (Adapted By [Musical And Lyrical]), Pete Seeger (Adapted By [Musical And Lyrical]), Zilphia Horton (Adapted By [Musical And Lyrical])
  13. Froggie Went A-Courtin'Ver letra

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    letra de Froggie Went A-Courtin'

    Froggy went a-courtin' and he did ride, uh-huh (uh-huh)
    Froggy went a -courtin' and he did ride
    Sword and pistol by his side, uh- huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

    Well, he went down to Miss Mousie's door, uh-huh (uh-huh)
    He went down to Miss Mousie's door
    Where he had often been before, uh huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

    And he took Miss Mousie on his knee, uh-huh (uh-huh)
    He took Miss Mousie on his knee, and he said,
    "Miss Mousie, will you marry me?" uh huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

    "Not without my Uncle Rat's consent uh-huh (uh-huh)
    Not without my Uncle Rat's consent
    I would not marry the President, uh huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

    Where will the wedding supper be? Uh-huh (uh-huh)
    Where will the wedding supper be?
    Way down yonder in a hollow tree, uh huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

    First to come were the two little ants, uh-huh, uh-huh
    Fixin' around to have a dance, uh-huh, uh-huh
    Next to come was a bumblebee
    Bouncing a fiddle on his knee, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

    Composición: TraditionalArreglos: Bruce Springsteen

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