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14 Oct 02 - 09:36 PM (#803189) Subject: Lyr Req: SWEET HEAVEN From: Jeep man Norman Blake has a good version of this on his "Fields of November" CD, which I don't have. There is a couple of threads on it but not the lyrics. Help please. Jim |
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14 Oct 02 - 10:44 PM (#803227) Subject: ADD: Sweet Heaven When I Die From: GUEST,Richie Sweet Heaven When I Die (C. Grant)Doc Watson Version Key G G C(chorus) Beefsteaks when I'm hungry Something tall and cool when I'm dry Give me green bags when the times are hard Sweet heaven when I die (break) They locked me down in the old jailhouse And my friends all pasted me by Nobody came around to see about me And I couldn't help it wonder why (chorus) (break) Love me when I'm sad and blue Honey, cheer me if I cry For all I really need is my sweet little gal Who loves me till I die (chorus) Preformat commands <pre> (beginning) and </pre> (end) added to space chords. |
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14 Oct 02 - 11:05 PM (#803236) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: SWEET HEAVEN From: Jeep man Thanks Richie. I owe you. Jim |
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15 Oct 02 - 09:16 AM (#803480) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: SWEET HEAVEN From: wysiwyg Richie, if those chords are not where you meant them to go, an easy way without any HTML coding is like this: (G)Daddy was a (C)hard workin' man But he (G)rambled from town to (D)town ~S~ |
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15 Oct 02 - 06:17 PM (#803885) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: SWEET HEAVEN From: Jeep man Its me again Richie. With all due respect, I think it is "Green backs when I die". Referring to paper money. Jim |
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16 Oct 02 - 04:03 AM (#804204) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: SWEET HEAVEN From: Brian Hoskin You mean "Greenbacks when the times are hard / Sweet heaven when I die." |
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16 Oct 02 - 12:00 PM (#804507) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: SWEET HEAVEN From: Jeep man Yep, my mistake. Jim |
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21 Dec 10 - 07:51 PM (#3058985) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: SWEET HEAVEN From: Jim Dixon I've listened to a sample of Norman Blake's SWEET HEAVEN, from "The Fields of November," and the lyrics are quite different from Doc Watson's SWEET HEAVEN WHEN I DIE. Here's part of what Blake sings: I'm a-goin' downtown to the races For to see my pony run. If I do win any greenbacks, Lord, I'm sure gonna give you some. Let her go, let her go, God bless her, Though she roams over land and sea, For she... |
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22 Dec 10 - 12:51 AM (#3059086) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: SWEET HEAVEN From: open mike i wondered what green bags were...or perhaps green banks? green backs is it, for sure... frog skins wouldn't fit the meter or rhyme scheme... |
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25 Jan 12 - 07:24 PM (#3296307) Subject: Lyr Add: SWEET HEAVEN From: Jim Dixon SWEET HEAVEN As sung by Norman and Nancy Blake on "While Passing along This Way" (1994) 1. I'm a-goin' downtown to the races Just to see my pony run. If I should win any greenbacks, Oh, I'm sure goin' to give you some. 2. When I was down in the jailhouse, My friends all walking by, Nobody come down to see 'bout me And I couldn't help but wonder why. 3. Beefsteak when I'm hungry, Whiskey when I'm dry, Greenback when I'm hard up, Sweet heaven when I die. 4. Daddy was a gamblin' man. He rambled from town to town. I'm a-goin' to be a rounder, boys. Ain't never goin' to settle down. 5. I'm a-going to Savannah On the Georgia Southern Number Five, Where the salt breezes blow from the ocean And live oaks are growing wild. REPEAT VERSE 3. |
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25 Jan 12 - 07:47 PM (#3296316) Subject: Lyr Add: SWEET HEAVEN WHEN I DIE From: Jim Dixon SWEET HEAVEN WHEN I DIE As sung by Norman Blake on "Live at McCabe's" (1976) 1. I'm a-goin' downtown to the races For to see my pony run. If I do win any greenbacks, Lord, I'm sure goin' to give you some. 2. Let her go; let her go; God bless her, Though she roams o'er the land and sea, Where she may search this wide world all over And never find a friend true as me. 3. It's beefsteak when I'm a-workin', Lord, whiskey when I'm dry. Well, it's a greenback when I'm hard up, Lord, And sweet heaven when I die. VERSE 2 TWICE |
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01 Feb 18 - 08:35 PM (#3903329) Subject: Sweet Heaven Melody From: GUEST,TMFast I'm looking for some sheet music for the melody of this song. Anyone seen anything like that? |