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16 Jan 10 - 11:54 AM (#2813650) Subject: Lyr Req: American Hotel From: lompocan Can anyone help me find lyrics to this song, written by Carl Brouse, performed by Tom Russell. It tells the story of Stephen Foster on his death bed in the American Hotel. |
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16 Jan 10 - 12:13 PM (#2813665) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: American Hotel From: GUEST,999 Available here for a buck. |
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16 Jan 10 - 12:54 PM (#2813701) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: American Hotel From: lompocan I can purchase the song for a buck, but I have the song. I'm looking for printed lyrics. Thanks |
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16 Jan 10 - 12:55 PM (#2813702) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: American Hotel From: GUEST,999 Could ya gi'e us a few lines? |
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16 Jan 10 - 03:55 PM (#2813844) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: American Hotel From: lompocan The chorus: And the Swanee river runs outside the door the whiskey bottles gather on the floor the Camptown ladies stop to ring a bell at the American Hotel... the song is filled with lines and references to Stephen Foster's songs |
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16 Jan 10 - 04:20 PM (#2813861) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: American Hotel From: GUEST,999 Been searching for over 45 minutes and I'm comin' up empty, lompocan. |
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16 Jan 10 - 05:27 PM (#2813903) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: American Hotel (Tom Russell) From: lompocan I appreciate your work. I went through several pages of google. I found some interesting things about Tom Russell, but nada for the lyrics. I guess I'll have do it the old fashioned way and listen a hundred times and try to transcribe it. I'll post them when the process is over. BTW, 99, your "In Haiti there is Anguish" was 'tres apropos'. |
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16 Jan 10 - 05:32 PM (#2813909) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: American Hotel (Tom Russell) From: Ebbie As you know, kompocan, an even older method is to pay for it. If you already have, I apologize. |
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16 Jan 10 - 07:44 PM (#2813990) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: American Hotel (Tom Russell) From: GUEST,999 lompocan already has the song, Ebbie. He just would like lyrics if they're available somewhere. That poem/song--In Haiti There is Anguish--is a beautiful piece of writing. Was lucky to find it. Thank you. |
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16 Jan 10 - 08:38 PM (#2814007) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: American Hotel (Tom Russell) From: Joe Offer Tom Russell has a lot of words in his songs, and they're difficult to transcribe. I thought I had that album, but I can't find it. -Joe- |
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18 Jan 10 - 10:24 AM (#2814920) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: American Hotel (Tom Russell) From: lompocan The process has begun. First installment is the first verse. Stephen sprawled across the bed, raised a bottle to his mouth. Pictures danced across his head, Gentle breezes from the South, Cotton Fields with voices ringing low, "Old black Joe." Here's to one tender and fair, Jeanie with the light brown hair, Raise a banjo to her knee, sang a lovely melody, Weep no more my lady shed your care, I'll be there. Chorus is posted above. |
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19 Jul 10 - 10:20 PM (#2948018) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: American Hotel (Tom Russell) From: GUEST,fingerpik He wrote a song for everyone...He lifted hearts throughout this land But now his world's an empty one..A broken dream and a trembling hand And it's sad and dreary everywhere you roam...Kentucky home Chorus Tag Chorus: And the Swanee River runs right by the door (Spoken: "Yes it does..") |
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11 Nov 11 - 01:47 AM (#3254765) Subject: Lyr Add: AMERICAN HOTEL (Carl Brouse) From: Jim Dixon Here it is, all put together, and checked against the recording: AMERICAN HOTEL Written by Carl Brouse As sung by Tom Russell on "Modern Art" (2003) 1. Stephen sprawled across the bed, Raised the bottle to his mouth. Pictures danced inside his head, Gentle breezes from the south, Cotton fields with voices ringin' low, Old Black Joe. 2. And here's to one tender and fair Jeannie with the light brown hair Raised a banjo to her knee, Sang a lovely melody. Weep no more, my lady; shed your care. I'll be there. CHORUS: And the Swanee River runs outside the door, And the whiskey bottles gather on the floor, And the camp-town ladies stop and ring the bell Of the American Hotel. 3. He wrote a song for ev'ryone, Lifted hearts throughout the land. Now his world's an empty one, A broken dream and a tremblin' hand, Sad and weary ev'rywhere he'd roam, Kentucky home. CHORUS |
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02 Dec 11 - 02:45 PM (#3267419) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: American Hotel (from Tom Russell) From: GUEST,WildBilly Great job! Thanks! |
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09 Jun 12 - 11:34 AM (#3361285) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: American Hotel (from Tom Russell) From: GUEST,Tom Evan Carl was a good friend of mine. We were pickin' an' grinnin' on his porch by the lake in New Hampshire 2 nights before he passed away. I never told him how much I loved him and the times we spent together trading tunes and reminiscing. (Carl LOVED to tell tales of days and friends gone by) I miss my old friend. Always remember to tell your friends how much you appreciate them. Tom Evan |
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09 Jun 12 - 03:39 PM (#3361362) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: American Hotel (from Tom Russell) From: Ebbie Stephen Foster was just 37 when he died. It is astounding how much pain and despair can be packed into such short years. I also like the song (Who wrote it? I learned it from Suzanne Thomas): In a room in New York City in 1862 Lived a man, a broken pauper, though his words the whole world knew He wrote songs about the Swanee and the old Kentucky home He knew hard times a-plenty 'Til he died all alone Dear friends and gentle hearts Though our time is much too short In these songs we'll never part So fare thee well, where'er you are Dear friends and gentle hearts A few coins in his pocket Was all he left behind And a scrap of tattered paper With five words of broken rhyme Just five words of broken rhyme... I believe I have read that he was found dead in his flophouse room after having hit his head on the edge of a counter. |