4 string Tamjotar.written by Jesse Fuller 1955Dedicated to BubblesIn a Old Hotel room in the middle of DowntownSan Francisco it's late evening Through theopen window the sounds and smell of thecity roll in.A silhouette of a lone buskerplays an electric guitar through a batterypowered amp on the quiet street below. Heplays Jimi and Stevie songs with more soulthen they, but no money lies in his hat.In the room they talk and life had changed,He went knowing to well he would be injured,but he had to go. He lays a piece of hisheart on the floor and walks out the doordown the elevator and on to the city streets.He walks the streets until the bars close, numb lost and hopeless.He returns to the room and takes the bed nearthe window. Longing hoping praying.This song always reminds me of that night.L.Y.F.Happy Mother Day Everyone
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Oh RTZ, I'm such a fan of yours...and I actually love playing and singing this tune. Singing int along with you mate. What a wonderful voice you have, awesome.
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Thanks Vinnie Folk music all the way to the poor house.
Always joyful and entertaining,broski...love it
Thanks you Sammy I was going to do with a Uke but I like the oldtimey sound here.
Very Kind words Thanks man!
Thanks Dave, a lot of versions are played faster, that works great when a bunch of people are singing.
Thanks Turtle, Jesse was a one of a kind performer.
Thanks John, I didn't expect to do the whistle. This post was going to be an original song, so the story was need.
Thanks Clock
Thanks wes , Peter Paul and Mary was my first version I thought they wrote.