Original Songs, written by Eddie Minyard
Another long-delayed colab with Asongsmith. This is NOT a "3:20" song. Due to the story and the way Jay wanted it played, we opted for a "Delta" sound...drinkin' on the porch, just playin"
FYI - "Old Smoke" is an "affectionate" name for London. (or so I'm told!)
Enjoy!
Lyric - Jay Richmond (Asongsmith)
Music - Eddie Minyard
Guitars - FastEddie
Harp - FastEddie
Vocals - Mighty Mac Allan
Trouble
(C) 2009 Jay Richmand / Eddie Minyard (BMI)
V1:
Well I moved far from the city 'cause I can't abide a crowd
Yeah I left the big Old Smoke because the lifestyle was too loud
And I found me a small homestead, deep in the countryside
With grass so green and air so pure, the skyline ten miles wide
V2:
And in my peaceful haven all day long I played the blues
Just keeping to myself, doing exactly as I choose
Till the day my neighbour called, in his hand there was a knife
Said I'd dealt him a cruel blow, messing with his lawful wife
*****Break*****
V3:
Well I replied I was no guilty man, I'd do no brother wrong
Always minding my own business, won't go where I don't belong
But he mocked all my denials, vowing I'd be forced to pay
Brought to mind those warning words my gentle mama used to say:
Ch1:
Now don't go seeking trouble
'Cause he'll leave you down and blue
Don't go seeking trouble
That ain't no wise thing to do
Don't go looking for trouble
Son, I tell you straight and true
No, don't go seeking trouble
Till he comes a-troubling you
*****Break*****
V4:
In vain I tried to talk him round, then drove him from my door
Possessed by rage and fury, he just came back for more
This time a loaded shotgun had replaced the hunting knife
I had to shoot him first or risk losing my own life
V5:
So much for solitude 'cause it brought no lasting peace
Misguided in my efforts for a life of quiet and ease
And still I have no company, I think it serves me well
Though I've wasted (all) my best years locked up in a prison cell
Ch2:
So don't go seeking trouble
'Cause he'll leave you sad and blue
Don't go seeking trouble
That ain't no smart thing to do
Don't go looking for trouble
Mama told me plain and true
Son, don't go seeking trouble
'less he comes, oh 'less he comes
Unless he comes... a-troubling you
FYI - "Old Smoke" is an "affectionate" name for London. (or so I'm told!)
Enjoy!
Lyric - Jay Richmond (Asongsmith)
Music - Eddie Minyard
Guitars - FastEddie
Harp - FastEddie
Vocals - Mighty Mac Allan
Trouble
(C) 2009 Jay Richmand / Eddie Minyard (BMI)
V1:
Well I moved far from the city 'cause I can't abide a crowd
Yeah I left the big Old Smoke because the lifestyle was too loud
And I found me a small homestead, deep in the countryside
With grass so green and air so pure, the skyline ten miles wide
V2:
And in my peaceful haven all day long I played the blues
Just keeping to myself, doing exactly as I choose
Till the day my neighbour called, in his hand there was a knife
Said I'd dealt him a cruel blow, messing with his lawful wife
*****Break*****
V3:
Well I replied I was no guilty man, I'd do no brother wrong
Always minding my own business, won't go where I don't belong
But he mocked all my denials, vowing I'd be forced to pay
Brought to mind those warning words my gentle mama used to say:
Ch1:
Now don't go seeking trouble
'Cause he'll leave you down and blue
Don't go seeking trouble
That ain't no wise thing to do
Don't go looking for trouble
Son, I tell you straight and true
No, don't go seeking trouble
Till he comes a-troubling you
*****Break*****
V4:
In vain I tried to talk him round, then drove him from my door
Possessed by rage and fury, he just came back for more
This time a loaded shotgun had replaced the hunting knife
I had to shoot him first or risk losing my own life
V5:
So much for solitude 'cause it brought no lasting peace
Misguided in my efforts for a life of quiet and ease
And still I have no company, I think it serves me well
Though I've wasted (all) my best years locked up in a prison cell
Ch2:
So don't go seeking trouble
'Cause he'll leave you sad and blue
Don't go seeking trouble
That ain't no smart thing to do
Don't go looking for trouble
Mama told me plain and true
Son, don't go seeking trouble
'less he comes, oh 'less he comes
Unless he comes... a-troubling you
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