NATIONAL STEEL by COLIN JAMES
M.Giubert
song for me ?
I love it ,I'd like to play it but don't understand the words.
Thanks
MG
Fred Fannakapan
wrote:
Is this the one? I like the words!
Fred F.
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National Steel - lyrics by C. James
Shining in the window a guitar that wasn't wood
It was looking like a silver coin from when they still were good
The man who kept the music shop was pleased to let me play
Although the price was twenty times what I could ever pay
Pick it up and feel the weight and weigh the feel
That thing is an authentic National Steel
A lacy grille across the front and etchings on the back
But the welding sealed a box not even Bukka White could crack
I tuned it to an open chord, picked up the nickel slide
And bottlenecked a blues that sounded cold yet seemed to glide
The National Steel weaves a singing shroud
Just as sure as men in winter breathe a cloud
Scrapper Blackwell, Blind Boy Fuller and Blind Blake
Son House or any name you care to take
And from many a sad railroad, mine or mill
Lonnie Johnson's bitter tears are in there still
Be certain, said the man, of who you are
There are dead men still alive in that guitar
Back there the next morning half demented by desire
For that storybook assemblage of heavy plate and wire
I sold half the things I valued but I'll never count the cost
While I can pick a note like broken bracken in the frost
And I hear those fabled names becoming real
Every time I feel the weight or weigh the feel
Of the vanished years inside my National Steel
o<{80{)}}}
steve_cobham
wrote:
>Does anyone here could trancribe the lyrics of this
>song for me ?
>I love it ,I'd like to play it but don't understand the words.
Think about it............
You're asking (twice now) for help with the lyrics to a song that
people might not have by an artist who most people will never have
heard of, although CJ is a great player IMO.
Maybe if you uploaded an mp3 file of the track to a web site then
people could listen to it and help with the lyrics.
Otherwise, you're relying on the very slim chance of someone here
being familiar with the track.
Steve.
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M.Giubert
Yes I know
but where can i upload it ?
<Steve Cobham> ha scritto nel messaggio
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lunarmax
Here ya go...
National Steel
BMI credits the writing to: Colin James, Daryl Burgess, & Christopher
Ward
Mind your step as you make your way
From the church into this world of sin
Picture an angel with a cigarette burning,
With a long, slow drag she welcomes you in where you'll be
Dancin' in the low light
Sweat drippin' down like a dew
Scratchin' metal and a cry and moan
And landing in a bottleneck at the back of the room
Fire, fire from the inside rhythm like a hurricane rain
Mercy comes after midnight while you're washing me down with the sound
of your National Steel
Crooked smile on a wild rose
Born in the heat of the south
Her kisses they went to my head like a whiskey
She was a bootleg love with her stockings rolled down
People cry as the wolf starts to howl
Howl like a midnight train
Roll on, roll on, roll like a river
Start of burning silver
Pounding though my brain
Like fire, fire from the inside rhythm like a hurricane rain
Mercy comes after midnight washing me down with your National Steel
Mind your step as you make your way
From the church into this world of sin
Picture an angel with a cigarette burning,
A long, slow drag she welcomes you in where you'll be
Dancin' in the low light
Sweat drippin' down like a dew
Scratchin' metal with a cry and moan
And landing in a bottleneck at the back of the room
Fire, yeah, fire from the inside rhythm like a hurricane rain
Mercy comes after midnight wash me down, washing me down
Fire, from the inside rhythm like a hurricane rain
Mercy comes after midnight, wash me down with the sound of your
National Steel
National Steel
Mmmmm, all right
Max
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ColinJames/
http://www.homestead.com/_blues/cj.html