Chordproc: Crooked Still : Shaken By A Low Sound

Crooked Still : Shaken By A Low Sound


  1. Little Sadie
  2. Come On In My Kitchen
  3. Ain't No Grave
  4. Ecstasy
  5. Mountain Jumper
  6. Wind And Rain

Little Sadie

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Went out one night to make a little round I met little Sadie and I shot her down Went back home, jumped into bed 44 pistol under my head
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I woke up in the morning about half past nine
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The hacks and the buggies standing in line
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Gents and gamblers standing around
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Taking little Sadie to her burying ground
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I began to think of what a deed I'd done I grabbed my hat and away I run Made a good run, just a little too slow They overtook me in jericho
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Standing on the corner a reading a bill And up stepped the sheriff from Thomasville He said miss is your name Brown Remember the night you shot Sadie down
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I said oh yes sir but my name is Lee And I murdered little Sadie in the first degree First degree and second degree Got any papers will you read 'em to me So they took me downtown and dressed me in black Put me on a train and started me back All the way back to the Thomasville jail Had no money for to go my bail The judge and the jury they took their stand The judge had the papers in his right hand Forty one days, forty one nights Forty one years to wear the ball and stripes Went out one night to make a little round I met little Sadie and I shot her down Went back home, jumped into bed
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44 pistol under my head
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Come On In My Kitchen

<Robert Johnson>
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When a woman's in trouble, everybody throws her down
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You look for your good friend, none can be found
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You'd better come on in my kitchen
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'Cause it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors
My papa's dead, mama's soon to be I ain't got nobody to love and care for me You'd better come on in my kitchen 'Cause it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors
Cello solo over verse chords
The man that I love, I crave to see But he's up the country and he won't write to me You'd better come on in my kitchen 'Cause it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors The man that I love, I stole him from my best friend Some joker got lucky and stole him back again You'd better come on in my kitchen 'Cause it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors
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I went to the mountains, far as my eyes could see Some other girl got my man, and nobody's got me You'd better come on in my kitchen 'Cause it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors You'd better come on in my kitchen 'Cause it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors



Ain't No Grave

<Claude Ely>
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There ain't no grave gonna hold my body down
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Ain't no grave gonna hold my body down
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When I hear that trumpet sound I'm gonna get up out of the ground
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Aint' no grave gonna hold my body down
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Go down yonder Gabriel put your foot on the land and sea
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Oh Gabriel don't you blow your trumpet until you hear from me
I looked way over yonder and what do you think I see? I see a band of angels and they're coming after me Then I looked way down the river saw the people dressed in white I knew it was God's people 'cause I saw them doing right There ain't no grave gonna hold my body down Ain't no grave gonna hold my body down When I hear that trumpet sound I'm gonna get up out of the ground Aint' no grave gonna hold my body down I'm going down to the river Jordan and I'm gonna bury my knees in the sand Holler "Ah, hosanna" till I reach the promised land Then I looked way over yonder and what do you think I see? I see a band of angels and they're coming after me So meet me King Jesus meet me won't you meet me in the middle of the air If these wings should carry me, I won't need another pair There ain't no grave gonna hold my body down Ain't no grave gonna hold my body down When I hear that trumpet sound I'm gonna get up out of the ground
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Aint' no grave gonna hold my body down
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Aint' no grave gonna hold my body down



Ecstasy

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Oh, when shall I see Jesus and reign with him above?
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And from the flowing fountain drink everlasting love?
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Oh, had I wings I would fly away and be at rest
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And I'd praise God in his bright abode
Whene'er you meet with troubles and trials on your way Cast all your cares on Jesus and don't forget to pray Oh, had I wings I would fly away and be at rest And I'd praise God in his bright abode
Instrumental verse and chorus
Gird on the gospel armor of faith and hope and love And when the combat's ended he'll carry you above Oh, had I wings I would fly away and be at rest And I'd praise God in his bright abode Oh, do not be discouraged for Jesus is your friend And if you lack for knowledge he'll not refuse to lend Oh, had I wings I would fly away and be at rest And I'd praise God in his bright abode



Mountain Jumper

When I'm walking alone in the night I see the green coyote in the distance Strolling in the desert long beneath the crescent moon In the boomerang action of the noon gang I climb the hills and I wonder Thunder and the lightning falls into a barren zone Maybe someone saw me in the forest last Wednesday night, I don't know I visit all the time but then again I try to not to be seen, in the green 'Cause I'm a mountain jumper, when I ride the night I'm a mountain jumper, when I ride the night I look at the bones, purplish tones, across the valley painted by the sage brush Driest open prairie waiting for the fallen stars On a rock edge hanging off a steep ledge I climb on down into an oak tree Rolling in it's twisted limbs I float above the ground Running from a rolling angry tumbleweed down a hill, in the wind Sliding on the gravelly traveling avalanches on the slope, in the plain 'Cause I'm a mountain jumper, when I ride the night I'm a mountain jumper, when I ride the night On the high ground, shaken by a low sound, the desert looming in the distance Looking at the sunlight dying through the blackened ridge Water out of nowhere, flying through the air, I see the tidal wave and I'm under Holding in my breath I sink into the desert sea Swimming through the turning and churning into the afternoon sun, up above Floating river canyon abandoned by sand and heat and all the rocks, on the plain



Wind And Rain

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There were two sisters came walkin' down the stream
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Oh the wind and rain
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Older one pushed the younger one in
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Cryin' oh the dreadful wind and rain
Coz Johnny gave the youngest a gay gold ring Oh the wind and rain Didn't give the oldest one anything Cryin' oh the dreadful wind and rain So she pushed her into the river to drown Oh the wind and rain Watched her as she floated down Cryin' oh the dreadful wind and rain She floated 'till she came to the miller's pond Oh the wind and rain Cried father o father there swims a swan Cryin' oh the dreadful wind and rain Then out of the woods came a fidder fair Oh the wind and rain He plucked thirty strands of her long yellow hair Cryin' oh the dreadful wind and rain And he made a fiddle bow of her long yellow hair Oh the wind and rain Made a fiddle bow of her long yellow hair Cryin' oh the dreadful wind and rain And he made fiddle pegs of her long finger bones Oh the wind and rain He made fiddle pegs of her long finger bones Cryin' oh the dreadful wind and rain And he made a little fiddle of her own breast bone Oh the wind and rain The sound could melt a heart of stone Cryin' oh the dreadful wind and rain And the only tune that the fiddle would play Was oh the wind and rain Only tune that the fiddle would play Was oh the dreadful wind and rain