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

We Shall Overcome: The Seeger Sessions

2006 |

Estilo(s) | Folk Rock,Country Rock

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Listado de canciones del álbum We Shall Overcome: The Seeger Sessions

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
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
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])
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])
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
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])
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])
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
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
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
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
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])
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