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"Special Streamline" · Bukka White

 

 

"Black Train Blues" · Bukka White 
 

 

"The Panama Limited" · Bukka White

 

 

 

"New Orleans Streamline" · Bukka White

 

 

 

"Atlanta Special' · Bukka White

 

 

 

"Bald Eagle Train" · Bukka White

 

 

"The New 'Frisco Train" · Bukka White 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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46 minutes ago, christopher3393 said:

Bukka White

 

Brilliant!
 
In the Original Post I didn't say much - aside from "Bonus points for onomatopoeia - you know - rhythm section ... ".
 
That kind of artistry - in both voice and instrument - is in abundance here. Just fantastic.
 
If I haven't already awarded it, you get the thread's onomatopoeia medal of glory (omg for short).
 
I'm gonna join the Bukka fan club and get me some pre-1995 Bukka CDs.
 
Thanks!
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I’m Movin’ On – Dick Hiorns Accompanied by Jimmy Sun and the Radiants (1961)

 

Written by Hank Snow, 1950 – Hiorns posted first for extra Train onomatopoeia and Rockabilly vibe

 

Covered many times e.g. Ray Charles, Rolling Stones ['December's Children'], Everly Bros., Tina Turner - here’s Emmylou Live (1984)

 

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Leaving Winslow - Jackson Browne ('Standing In The Breach', 2014)

 

I'm walkin' all around lookin' up and down this railroad
I'm walkin' all around lookin' up and down this train
All I gotta see is a place for me to grab a hold of
And I'll be on this train and I won't be back again
I'm over qualified for any other ride I can think of
I got a PhD in Sun and Wind and Rain
I had a reservation 'bout every occupation
I was ever on the brink of
'Til the day my heart got given to the rhythm of the train
Station to station, coast to coast
Not that much of anything in mind
No expectations, way less than most
But I wanted to see Winslow one more time
I'm walkin' all around, lookin' up and down this railroad
I'm walkin' all around, lookin' up and down this town
I'll bid adeau to the precious few I knew here
And I'll be on my way and I won't be back around
My mother married an oxygenarian ladies man
He'd take her dancing with a tank of oxygen
The ladies kept him goin'
He'd recite for them his favorite koan
He specialized in Western Swing and Zen
Station to station, coast to coast
Not that much of anything in mind
No expectations, way less than most
As long as I got oxygen and wine
I keep on hearing 'bout the disappearing ozone layer
I keep on hearing 'bout the disappearing Greenland Shelf
I keep hearing all about the disappearing middle class
I figure I'll be doing some disappearing myself

 

 

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