Saloon Blues (2012)

by xavi malacara

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This is my first blues album. Maked only just with acoustic guitar, harp and voice. 10 songs since 1918 till 1964. I hope you enjoy it. From my saloon to you.

Este es mi primer album de blues. Grabado con guitarra acustica, harmonica y voz. 10 canciones del blues desde 1918 a 1964. Espero que os guste. Yo he disfrutado grabandolas desde el salon de casa.

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released March 26, 2012

Gracias a mis armonicas Lee Oscar y tambien Hohner y mi micro Superlux. Indispensable mi macbook de 2007 y mi tarjeta de sonido y mis escuchas m-audio. Pero sobre todo a mis guitarras y mi AKG C3000 mic.

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Xavi Malacara Barcelona, Spain

Well-known Folk & Blues Singer from Barcelona. Ahora "Malacara & Wilson Band¨ presentan un directo elegante y de alta calidad. Acompañado por Tony, guitarrista londinense, giró en los 60’s por UK&Europa con Solomon Burke Lou Rawls Joe Tex o Garnet Mimms, o Yardbirds. Habituales de las noches de Blues en Barcelona, Festes de Gràcia,FEM Paral.lel, Philarmonic, Bodega Saltó,AlfaBar London Bar ... more

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Track Name: Natchez Mississippi
Lyrics

Did you ever hear about the burning,
that happened way down in Natchez Mississippi town
Did you ever hear about the burning,
that happened way down in Natchez Mississippi town
Those buildings got to burning, there's my baby layin'on the ground
Charlotte Jones was there, Luiza was there,
Rosie Mae was there, Louise was there
Did you ever hear about the burning,
that happened way down in Natchez Mississippi town
Track Name: Call it Stormy Monday
They call it stormy Moday, but Tuesday's just as bad
They call it stormy Moday, but Tuesday's just as bad
Wednesday's worse, and Thursday's also sad

Yes the eagle flies on Friday, and Saturday I go out to play
Eagle flies on Friday, and Saturday I go out to play
Sunday I go to church, then I kneel down and pray

Lord have mercy, Lord have mercy on me
Lord have mercy, my heart's in misery
Crazy about my baby, yes, send her back to me
Track Name: Key to the Highway
I got the key to the highway,
and I'm billed out and bound to go
I'm gonna leave here runnin',
cause walkin' is most too slow

I'm goin' down on the border,
now where I'm better known
Cause woman you don't do nothin',
but drive a good man 'way from home
Now when the moon creeps over the mountain,
I'll be on my way
Now I'm gonna walk this old highway,
until the break of day

Give me one more kiss mama,
just before I go
Give me one more kiss mama,
just before I go
I'm gonna leave this town,
ain't comin' back no more"

So long baby, now I must say goodbye,
So long baby, now I must say goodbye,
I'm gonna walk this highway, 'till the day I die"
Track Name: Through Train Blues
I hate to hear : that through train blow boo hoo
Every time I hear it blowing : I feel like riding too

The woman I love : treat me so unkind
Going to pack my grip : and leave this lonesome town

I'm going away : just to wear you off my mind
And I may be gone baby : a doggone long long time

I'm going to grab me a freight train : ride until it stops
Ain't going to stay around here : and be no stumbling block
Track Name: Bring It On Home To Me
If you ever change your mind
About leavin', leavin' me behind
Oh, oh, bring it to me
Bring your sweet lovin'
Bring it on home to me, oh yeah

You know I'll always be your slave
Till I'm dead and buried in my grave
Oh, oh, bring it to me
Bring your sweet lovin'
Bring it on home to me, yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah)

I'll give you jewellery, money too
And that's not all, all I'll do for you
Oh, oh, bring it to me
Bring your sweet lovin'
Bring it on home to me, yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah)
Yeah
Track Name: Four Day Creep
When you lose your money don't lose your mind
When you lose your money don't lose your mind
When you lose your good man please
don't mess with mine

Girls I'm gonna tell you this,
ain't gonna tell you nothin' else
Girls I'm gonna tell you this,
ain't gonna tell you nothin' else
Any woman's a fool who thinks
she's got a whole man by herself
Track Name: Keep it to Yourself
Letra Keep It To Yourself de Sonny Boy Williamson original



Baby, do me a favor, keep our business to yourself.
Please, darling, do me a favor, keep our business to yourself.
I don't want you to tell nobody in your family,
And don't mention it to nobody else.
Don't tell your mother,
Don't tell your father,
Don't tell your sister,
Don't mention it to your brother,
Please, darling, keep our business to yourself.
Don't you tell nobody,
And don't mention it to nobody else.
You have a husband,
I have a wife,
If you start to talkin,
That's gonna mess up our life,
Please, please baby, keep our business to yourself.
Don't you tell nobody,
And don't mention it to nobody else.
Track Name: Dirt Road Blues
Gon’ walk down that dirt road, ’til someone lets me ride
Gon’ walk down that dirt road, ’til someone lets me ride
If I can’t find my baby, I’m gonna run away and hide

I been pacing around the room hoping maybe she’d come back
Pacing ’round the room hoping maybe she’d come back
Well, I been praying for salvation laying ’round in a one-room country shack

Gon’ walk down that dirt road until my eyes begin to bleed
Gon’ walk down that dirt road until my eyes begin to bleed
’Til there’s nothing left to see, ’til the chains have been shattered
and I’ve been freed

I been lookin’ at my shadow, I been watching the colors up above
Lookin’ at my shadow watching the colors up above
Rolling through the rain and hail, looking for the sunny side of love

Gon’ walk on down that dirt road ’til I’m right beside the sun
Gon’ walk on down until I’m right beside the sun
I’m gonna have to put up a barrier to keep myself away from everyone
Track Name: St James Infirmary Blues 1959
I'm goin' down to St. James Infirmary,
See my baby there;
She's stretched out on a long, white table,
She's so sweet, so cold, so fair.

Let her go, let her go, God bless her,
Wherever she may be,
She will search this wide world over,
But she'll never find another sweet man like me.

now that you have heard my story,
Say, boy, hand me another shot of that booze;
If anyone should ask you,
Tell 'em I've got those St. James Infirmary blues.