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Lyr Req: Travelling Man (from David Bromberg)

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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Travelling Man (from David Bromberg)
From: GUEST
Date: 17 Aug 06 - 07:59 PM

He was a travelling man
Certainly was a travelling man
He was the most travellin'est man
There ever was in the land
He travelled East, he travelled West
Was known for miles around
And he never got caught & he never got whupped
Til the police shot him down


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Subject: Lyr Add: TRAVELLING MAN (from David Bromberg)
From: GUEST,JR
Date: 08 Jul 14 - 01:56 PM

TRAVELLING MAN
As sung by David Bromberg on "Bandit in a Bathing Suit" (1978), reissued as "Reckless Abandon/Bandit in a Bathing Suit"

1. Folks, I want tell you about a man named Bloom; he come from down in New Orleans,
And he made his livin' stealin' chickens, and everything that he could see.
Now you know this pop-eyed man he run so fast, that his feet wouldn't stay on the road,
And if a freight train passed, no matter how fast, he could always get on boa'd.

CHORUS: 'Cause he was a travelin' man; he cert'nly was a travelin' man,
The trav'lin'est man, Lord, that there ever was in the land.
He traveled, and he was known for miles around,
And he never got caught and he never got whupped until the police shot him down.

2. Now the police hired a motor car, just to chase after my buddy Bloom.
They chased him from five o'clock in the mornin', till eight in the late, late, late afternoon.
This pop-eyed man he run so fast, they say flames shot out of his heels.
Why, he burned up the cotton, he scorched the corn, he made a road through the farmer's field!

3. Now the police finally caught up with Bloom, had him out to hang one day.
Executioner leaned over, he said: "My good man, have you have any last words you desire to say?"
"As it so happens, your honor, I do have a brief speech prepared if you'd bow your head one moment in prayer."
And then he winked one eye, and crossed both legs, and vanished straight up in the air!

4. Now Bloom was on the Titanic when it put out to sea.
He was playin' B-flat clarinet in the orchestra that rendered 'Nearer My God to Thee'
So people saw him and they jumped overboard; they said: "Did ya get a load of that crazy fool?"
But, friends, just 45 minutes right after that, he was shootin' craps in Liverpool!

5. Now you know, the European police caught up with Bloom, shot him in the head.
People come round from miles on down just to observe the man as he lay dead.
Telegramed back to the states to his mama; folks, she come all carried away in tears
She reached down and opened the coffin lid, and that fool had disappeared!

[Spoken:] Now I want you to understand that this man was rapid! Swift! Abrupt! Sudden! Precipitous!
This guy was so fast— (How fast was he?)
They used to say that the man could turn off the light and get under the covers before the room got dark!

6. Now one day Bloom had to go to the well to fetch a pail of water.
The distance this rapscallion had to traverse was approximately three miles and a quarter.
Now he got to the well, filled up the bucket; on his way back, he stumbled, dropped the pail, and fell down.
He run back to the house, grabbed another bucket, and caught the water before it hit the ground!


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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Travelling Man (from David Bromberg)
From: Mark Ross
Date: 08 Jul 14 - 05:33 PM

It's from the singing of Pink Anderson.

Mark Ross


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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Travelling Man (from David Bromberg)
From: PHJim
Date: 08 Jul 14 - 07:22 PM

I have been singing this song for over 35 years. I learned it from Doc Watson, Roy Bookbinder, David Bromberg and probably Mose Scarlett and some other people. I think I've probably taken a bit from each. Here's how I recall it:

TRAVELING MAN

Folks, I want to tell you 'bout a man named Joe
He come from down in Tennesee
And made his living stealing chickens
And anything he could see
One day the sheriff got behind that boy
And made him take to the road
There's never been a freight train that run so fast
Old Joe couldn't get on board.

   He was a travelling man
   Certainly was a travelling man
   A travelling, rambling man
   He was the fastest in the land
   Travelling, gambling Joe
   They knowed him in every town
   And he never got caught and he never got whupped
   And I bet he never settled down.

Well they sent old Joe to the spring one day
For to fetch a pail of water
The distance this rascal had to traverse
Was thirteen mile and a quarter
Now he got the bucket of water all right
But he stumbled and he fell down
He ran to the house and he grabbed another bucket
Caught the water 'fore it hit the ground

   He was a travelling man...

Well the police shot him with a rifle
And the bullet went through his head
The folks was comin' from miles around
Just to see if that fool was dead
They sent down south where his mama lived
She was all upset with tears
But when she opened up that coffin lid
That fool had disappeared

   He was a travelling man...

Joe hoboed the great Titanic
Thought he'd try out the ocean blue
When he saw that old iceberg a-coming
Right over the side he flew
The rest of the passengers hollered and laughed
Cried, "Look what a great big fool."
But while that old ship was a-sinking
Joe was in Newfoundland shooting pool.

   He was a travelling man...

Now the police caught Old Joe
They had him up to hang one day
The judge leaned over, said 'My good man
Do you have any last words to say?'
Joe looked at the judge and jury
Said, "Bow down your heads in prayer,"
Then he kicked up his heels and he winked one eye
And went sailing off through the air

   He was a travelling man...


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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Travelling Man (from David Bromberg)
From: GUEST,JR
Date: 11 Jul 14 - 11:46 AM

Thanks for that PHJim! Great version right there.

The lyrics I posted above are from David Bromberg's "Reckless Abandon" album.

Have a great day, and listen to great music. :)


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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Travelling Man (from David Bromberg)
From: GUEST,Adam
Date: 09 Sep 14 - 04:46 PM

Hello, does anyone know the chords to the song? I've been trying to learn it, and I cant get it just quite right. Thanks!


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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Travelling Man (from David Bromberg)
From: Mark Ross
Date: 09 Sep 14 - 04:59 PM

C    F    C      A7   D7    G7
////   //   ////    //   //    //

C    F    E      F Fdim    C      A7    D7   G7   C
////   //   //       /    / /               /   / /   ////


for both verse and chorus. (Can't get the beats to line up just right, but you get the idea. Play along with the recording).

Hope that helps.

Mark Ross


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