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Subject: Jim Craig videos -- 1983, 84, 85 From: BK Lick Date: 17 Dec 11 - 08:43 PM Among the lovely vintage folk music videos Paul Goelz has recently put on YouTube are these three of the very gifted Jim Craig: Jim Craig at the No Exit 25th Birthday celebration -- 1983 The Rolling Stone (Will Thomas Withrow) Jim Craig at The Storefront -- 1984 Gettin' in the Cows (Charlie Maguire) Jim Craig at Adler House -- 1985 Living A Ragtime Life (Gene Jefferson / Robt. S. Roberts) I'll post the lyrics he sang in subsequent posts. |
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Subject: RE: Jim Craig videos -- 1983, 84, 85 From: BK Lick Date: 17 Dec 11 - 09:28 PM The Rolling Stone (Will Thomas Withrow) Cf: this page I'm an A1 charter member of the ramblers of unrest Known to every bird of passage, Chicago to Key West I harvest wheat in Kansas, I cut ice in St. Paul Peddled books in Dallas, Texas -- went hungry in ‘em all Well, I ballyhooed a circus across the middle west Done the county fairs in Georgia, I’ve been a city jailer’s guest I preached in Detroit city, I cooked the timber camps in Maine Picked fruit in California, sunshine or rain Well, I been a cub reporter on many a small town sheet I’ve run an all-night diner, sold gee-gaws on the street I rode the blinds and the brake beams, Seattle to New York Crossed the sea to chase adventure -- Berlin, Paris, Dublin, Cork I walked the streets in China -- stowed away across the sea I thumbed the roads of Europe, mostly broke but always free I’ve been a lone stone rollin’ but I always rise to say Found no place to suit me like good old USA I'm an A1 charter member of the ramblers of unrest Known to every bird of passage, Chicago to Key West I harvest wheat in Kansas, I cut ice in St. Paul Peddled books in Dallas, Texas -- went hungry in ‘em all |
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Subject: RE: Jim Craig videos -- 1983, 84, 85 From: BK Lick Date: 17 Dec 11 - 11:37 PM The Southern Cannonball (Jimmie Rodgers) Well, I had to quit railroadin’, we didn’t agree at all There was always sump’n wrong with the Southern Cannonball Once I loved a maiden -- a lady fair and tall Her father was an engineer on the Southern Cannonball She promised she would wed me in the merry month of June We’d go to the magic island, have a honeymoon Then my dreams were shattered -- she put me off with a stall She said the whistle is broken on the Southern Cannonball Well, I loved that girl sincerely, so I fixed the whistle back The very next thing she says to me is the caboose is off of the track Well, both day and night I labored to get it back with the train When all was ready for the highball the bell refused to ring Well, I fixed that bell in a jiffy, and I called for Preacher Dunn We tied the knot in an old boxcar but the train refused to run Well, I had to quit railroadin’, we didn’t agree at all There was always sump’n wrong with the Southern Cannonball |
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Subject: RE: Jim Craig videos -- 1983, 84, 85 From: BK Lick Date: 17 Dec 11 - 11:42 PM Losing you (might be the best thing yet) (Jimmy Martin) Well, there's no such thing as sleep for a jealous fool And being jealous of someone like you is truly foolish too The life you chose is the one you want I guess And losing you might be the best thing yet The longest day I live I’ll still be suffering pain While as a lover you were making yourself quite a name I wanted you -- you wanted anyone you could get And losing you might be the best thing yet Well, patiently I’d sit at home and wait Knowin’ where you were and what you were doing It turned my love to hate My foolishness is all that I regret And losing you might be the best thing yet The longest day I live I’ll still be suffering pain As a lover you were making yourself quite a name I wanted you -- you wanted anyone you could get And losing you might be the best thing yet Losing you might be the best thing yet |
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Subject: RE: Jim Craig videos -- 1983, 84, 85 From: BK Lick Date: 17 Dec 11 - 11:47 PM Gettin’ in the Cows (Charlie Maguire) Gettin’ in the cows, shoo ‘em in the barn Put ‘em in a stanchion, turn the radio on Milk ‘em all dry, send ‘em out again Wait a month on the dairy for the check to come in Well, I start my day in the sun-up dark I’m goin’ down the lane and bring my milk cows up Got a Holstein, Jerseey, a one-eyed steer And an old brown cow jumps fences like a deer Dew on the ground got my feet all wet Got a light in my hand, a hat on my head Goin’ through the pasture to get in my herd Chewin’ their cud, lookin’ at the birds Gettin’ in the cows, shoo ‘em in the barn Put ‘em in a stanchion, turn the radio on Milk ‘em all dry, send ‘em out again Wait a month on the dairy for the check to come in Well, get up you cows, got to get ‘em on the move Their udders are swingin’ like water in balloons Get ‘em to the barn and they know their place With the lead one first and then I close the gate Bring the cart around and give ‘em all some feed Lick their noses and flap their ears at me Put on the machine and it feels so good Just let down their milk like a good cow should Gettin’ in the cows, shoo ‘em in the barn Put ‘em in a stanchion, turn the radio on Milk ‘em all dry, send ‘em out again Wait a month on the dairy for the check to come in You know a tourist says a cow’s face is so fine But I see their back ends most of the time I sweat all summer to put hay in the mow I work all winter just to feed the pigs and cows Milkin’s all done, got my weather report Got the day all planned for my job of work Back to the pasture goes part of my life I’m goin in the house to hug my wife Gettin’ in the cows, shoo ‘em in the barn Put ‘em in a stanchion, turn the radio on Milk ‘em all dry, send ‘em out again Wait a month on the dairy for the check to come in Gettin’ in the cows, shoo ‘em in the barn Put ‘em in a stanchion, turn the radio on Milk ‘em all dry, send ‘em out again Wait a month on the dairy for the check to come in A month on the dairy for the check to come in |
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Subject: RE: Jim Craig videos -- 1983, 84, 85 From: BK Lick Date: 17 Dec 11 - 11:54 PM a little bit o' banter Things are still really good in Chicago. Every blade of grass is a greenback. Every bird has a bill. Every chimney has a draft. Each ditch has two banks. If that’s not enough I say even the streets are flushed. The lawn get a rake-off. Every cloud has a silver lining. And every flower has a scent. You put a dollar bill in your pocket in Chicago and you double it. And when you take it out you find it in creases. |
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Subject: RE: Jim Craig videos -- 1983, 84, 85 From: BK Lick Date: 17 Dec 11 - 11:58 PM A Dollar Down and a Dollar a Week (trad.) Well, a friend of mine bought a radio A dollar down and a dollar a week He said it’s the easiest trap I know A dollar down and a dollar a week He bought a rug and a violin A fancy car and a mowing machine A set of the lives of some famous men Just a dollar down and a dollar a week He bought a suit, a hat, and shoes A dollar down and a dollar a week He joined a club and paid his dues A dollar down and a dollar a week He bought a ring that was fair to see The lilly white hand of his bride to be And when he got married the minister’s fee A dollar down and a dollar a week When the baby came the doctor got A dollar down and a dollar a week My friend fed and clothed that tot On a dollar down and a dollar a week At last his wife said I must be free These weekly payments are ruining me She got a divorce and the alimony Was a dollar down and a dollar a week |
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Subject: RE: Jim Craig videos -- 1983, 84, 85 From: BK Lick Date: 18 Dec 11 - 12:04 AM Dinky (Theodore Roethke) Suppose you walk out in a storm With nothing on to keep you warm And then step barefoot on a worm Of course it’s Dirty Dinky As I was crossing a hot, hot plain I saw a sight that caused me pain You asked me before, I‘l tell you again It looked like Dirty Dinky Last night I lay -- a-sleeping? No! The room was thirty-five below The sheets and blankets turned to snow He’d got in: Dirty Dinky You’d better watch the things you do You’d better watch the things you do You’re part of him, he’s part of you You may be Dirty Dinky Oh, what’s the weather in a beard It’s windy there and rather wierd And when you think the sky has cleared Why, there is Dirty Dinky |
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Subject: RE: Jim Craig videos -- 1983, 84, 85 From: BK Lick Date: 18 Dec 11 - 12:06 AM What a Wonderful Bird the Frog Are (anon) What a Wonderful Bird the Frog Are When he stands, he sit almost When he hops, he fly almost He ain’t got no sense hardly He ain’t got no tail hardly either When he sit, he sit on what he ain’t got almost |
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Subject: RE: Jim Craig videos -- 1983, 84, 85 From: BK Lick Date: 18 Dec 11 - 01:27 AM Beans (Bo Carter) I don’t want no more navy beans No, I don’t want no more Don’t want no more navy beans About to make my stomach sore I had ‘em last night and the night before When I got through I had to shut my door Don’t want no more navy beans No, I don’t want no more I don’t want no more pickled beans No, I don’t want no more No, no more pickled beans About to make my stomach sore I had ‘em last night and the night before A little bit of lovin’ and I have ‘em no more Don’t want no pickled beans No, I don’t want no more I don’t want no more kidney beans No, I don’t want no more Don’t want no more kidney beans About to make my stomach sore I had ‘em last night and the night before In the little house out back shut the door Don’t want no more kidney beans No, I don’t want no more I don’t want no more kidney beans No navy beans, no pinto beans, red beans, black beans, lionel beans, jelly beans Don’t you be so unselfish, you just keep those beans over there with you |
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Subject: RE: Jim Craig videos -- 1983, 84, 85 From: BK Lick Date: 18 Dec 11 - 01:32 AM Stern Old Bachelor (Carter Family) I have a stove, it’s worth ten cents The table’s worth fifteen I cook my gruel in oyster cans And keep my things so clean Oh, little sod shanty Little sod shanty dear to me I am a stern old bachelor From matrimony free When I come home late at night I smile and walk right in I never hear a voice call out Or shout where have ya been On a cold stormy night In my cozy little shack I sing my songs and think my thoughts And no one to talk back Oh, little sod shanty Little sod shanty dear to me I am a stern old bachelor From matrimony free I go to bed whenever I like And I get up just the same I wash my socks three time a year With no one to complain Late at night in peaceful sleep My snores will do no harm And I never have to walk the floor With a baby in my arms Oh, little sod shanty Little sod shanty dear to me I am a stern old bachelor From matrimony free And when I die and I go to heaven As all good bachelors do I’ll never have to grieve for fear My wife will be there too Oh, little sod shanty Little sod shanty dear to me I am a stern old bachelor From matrimony free |
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Subject: RE: Jim Craig videos -- 1983, 84, 85 From: BK Lick Date: 18 Dec 11 - 01:43 AM Diddy Wah Diddy (Blind Arthur Blake) Diddy wah diddy, oh diddy wah diddy Can anybody tell me what diddy wah diddy means And I’m glidin’ on the interstate Written in red on a license plate I see diddy wah diddy, diddy wah diddy Can anybody tell me what diddy wah diddy means Walkin’ on the avenue I ask you what you want to do You say diddy wah diddy, diddy wah diddy Come over here and tell me what diddy wah diddy means Ridin’ on a subway train Up in the clouds in an airplane I hear diddy wah diddy, everywhere, diddy wah diddy Can anybody tell me what diddy wah diddy means My buddy said he got put out of church For talkin’ about diddy wah diddy too much Mr. diddy wah diddy (that’s what we call him) Mr. diddy wah diddy Can anybody tell me what diddy wah diddy means I’m just sittin’ here drinkin my gin Someone said Jim sing that song again About diddy wah diddy, diddy wah diddy Can anybody tell me what diddy wah diddy means The end days are goin’ to be a mystery And it sure is puzzlin’ me It’s a diddy wah diddy, a diddy wah diddy Can anybody tell me what diddy wah diddy means Can anybody tell me what diddy wah diddy means |
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Subject: RE: Jim Craig videos -- 1983, 84, 85 From: BK Lick Date: 18 Dec 11 - 03:43 AM Living A Ragtime Life (Gene Jefferson / Robt. S. Roberts) Well, I got more trouble than I can stand Ever since ragtime has struck the land Never saw the like in all of my days Everybody’s got that rag-time craze I held out as long as I could Then it got me and it got me good At first I didn’t want ragged time But now I’m right in line I got a rag-time dog and a ragtime cat A rag-time piano in my rag-time flat I got rag-time clothes, from hat to shoes I read a paper called the “Rag-time Newsâ€쳌 I got ragtime habits and I talk that way I dream in rag-time and I rag all day Got rag-time trouble with my rag-time wife I’m certainly livin’ a rag-time life I held out as long as I could Then it got me and it got me good At first I didn’t want ragged time But now I’m right in line I got a rag-time dog And a ragtime cat I read my “Rag-time Newsâ€쳌 in my rag-time flat I got ragtime habits and I talk that way I dream in rag-time and I rag all day I got rag-time troubles with my rag-time wife I’m certainly livin’ a rag-time life I’m certainly livin’ a rag-time life |
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Subject: RE: Jim Craig videos -- 1983, 84, 85 From: BK Lick Date: 18 Dec 11 - 03:49 AM Talkin’ Blues (Jack Pine Slim) Well I sat down on the fishin’ hole With my old cane fishin’ pole When sum’pn grabbed my hook and took my bait And drug me clear out to the middle of the lake That was some kinda jump Kinda got baptized on account I’m standing down on a sandy bank I felt a jerk so I give a yank I pulled up some old steering wheel Dodge radiator An Oldsmobile Let me tell you friends These little fishies are drivin’ in style I’m sittin’ in the boat with a bucket of beer I ain’t caught nuthin’ but I didn’t much care I guess I was pretty well satisfied With my little lady right by my side We’re waitin’ Oh, but not hesitatin’ Worm been gone off that hook about an hour now We been busy Well,I’m standin’ out on a sandy bar And I rassled me an alligator gar I drug him home across my back His old tail was a-flappin for a mile and a half Sold him to a tourist And he hurried off to get his picture took Well, I dove down in the river deep And there was a 200 pound catfish lyin’ there asleep I got on his back and I rode him around Hell, I saddled him up and rode him into town Kids come a-runnin’ and a-squealin’ Dogs are barkin’ Well, late late night I had a dream Dreamed I was fishin’ in a whiskey stream Well, I baited my hook with apple-jack Tossed in a shot and drug a gallon back I was doin’ mighty fine Until that old crick run dry |
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Subject: RE: Jim Craig videos -- 1983, 84, 85 From: BK Lick Date: 18 Dec 11 - 03:58 AM I Like It Here (Charlie Maguire) Well, I woke up this morning, it was forty below Snow piled up past my door Well, that’s all right but I live on the second floor But I like it here I got four pair of long johns under two pair of pants Three ski sweaters and a raccoon hat Two pairs of gloves and a fur-lined vest Then I get outta bed and start to get dressed But I say I like it here Now the snow was piled so high when I went downtown Could have shoveled that stuff upside-down They say it’ll be like this until winter comes around But I like it here |
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Subject: RE: Jim Craig videos -- 1983, 84, 85 From: BK Lick Date: 18 Dec 11 - 04:02 AM Oh Cold and Misery (Charlie Maguire) It was early morn like so many before Oh cold and misery I put on my coat and I walked out the door Standing alone on the frozen ground I went to the place where my beast lay asleep Oh cold and misery On four tires of rubber, a long cord in its teeth Standing alone on the frozen ground I jammed in the key and I opened the door Oh cold and misery Not exhaust did I see nor the sound of a roar Standing alone on the frozen ground I went to my neighbor and to him I spoke Oh cold and misery He soon came a-ridin’ on white clouds of smoke Standing alone on the frozen ground We went to my beast and pried open its jaw Oh cold and misery But icy, black darkness was all that we saw Standing alone on the frozen ground On its terminals bare long cables I placed Oh cold and misery I gave it a charge with a smile on my face Standing alone on the frozen ground The smell of the ether did hang in the air Oh cold and misery And empty Heet bottles about everywhere Standing alone on the frozen ground And when we were moving its anger was gone Oh cold and misery From its radio voice came laughter and song Standing alone on the frozen ground But tonight when the dark comes to its moving parts Oh cold and misery It’ll again be the beast with the ice in its heart Standing alone on the frozen ground Standing alone on the frozen ground |
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Subject: RE: Jim Craig videos -- 1983, 84, 85 From: wysiwyg Date: 18 Dec 11 - 09:03 AM BK, are you IN Chicago land? ~S~ |
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Subject: RE: Jim Craig videos -- 1983, 84, 85 From: BK Lick Date: 18 Dec 11 - 04:15 PM Yes, though I always wonder why around this time of year. Oh cold and misery! |
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Subject: RE: Jim Craig videos -- 1983, 84, 85 From: wysiwyg Date: 18 Dec 11 - 05:41 PM When No Exit was on the other old corner, there was a painting of a young man at a cock fight, urgently holding a rooster. Remember it? ~S~ |
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Subject: RE: Jim Craig videos -- 1983, 84, 85 From: Phil Cooper Date: 18 Dec 11 - 08:14 PM I always loved to hear Jim perform. |
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Subject: RE: Jim Craig videos -- 1983, 84, 85 From: Art Thieme Date: 18 Dec 11 - 09:03 PM "The Busjack's Lament" written by Jim-was always a favorite of mine. and Jimmy Bufett's "He Went To Paris" "Death Valley Romance" too The late Fred Holstein, Jim and I used to do our Woody Guthrie Memorial birthday tribute every July at the club called Holsteins on Lincoln avenue in Chicago. Sometimes the late Fleming Brown or Ginny Clemmens would with us for those shows. As I've noted in this forum, once in a while I wonder if I actually do know more dead people than live ones. Art Thieme . |
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