New Frisco Train - Napoleon Hairiston with Booker White; Vestapol with slide, Hairiston, singing and Booker and unidentified third party, spoken asides; Memphis, TN, 5/26/1930 (Victor 23295).
NOTE:Except where indicated, all lines are spoken.
Hairiston (sung):
Hey, the Frisco train, done stole my gal and gone
White:
I told you he's gon' do that boy, ain't nothin' to these Mississippi guys
Hairiston (sung):
Hey, tell me woman, do you love your man?
White:
No, they don't love your man, boy.
Hairiston (sung):
Hey, it's train time here, and I ain't got my free ride
White:
Pull it, boy, pull it!
Hairiston (sung):
Hey, thought I heard, them lovin' whistle ring.
3rd voice
Breeze along, boy, breeze along, going to Vicksburg in the cool of the evenin'!
Hairiston
Hush, hush, I thought I heard 'em now.
White:
That's them ringin' boy, good God almighty.
Oooh, listen at that bell, good God, makes me think about Itta Bena,
Get your shoes, boy, and let's go,
Uh, let's catch it in the bend, we can't catch it at the corner,
Goin' in Alabama, now, and I know it.
Hairiston (sung):
Whoa, leave here walkin', chances I may ride
White:
I know I'm gon' ride, boy, I know if I can't catch it on the cross, I'm gon' catch it in the bend,
I'm goin' to Georgia, too, boy
Hairiston (sung):
Hey, I thought I heard that lovin' whistle blow
White:
That was it blowin', boy
NOTE:Except where indicated, all lines are spoken.
Hairiston (sung):
Hey, the Frisco train, done stole my gal and gone
White:
I told you he's gon' do that boy, ain't nothin' to these Mississippi guys
Hairiston (sung):
Hey, tell me woman, do you love your man?
White:
No, they don't love your man, boy.
Hairiston (sung):
Hey, it's train time here, and I ain't got my free ride
White:
Pull it, boy, pull it!
Hairiston (sung):
Hey, thought I heard, them lovin' whistle ring.
3rd voice
Breeze along, boy, breeze along, going to Vicksburg in the cool of the evenin'!
Hairiston
Hush, hush, I thought I heard 'em now.
White:
That's them ringin' boy, good God almighty.
Oooh, listen at that bell, good God, makes me think about Itta Bena,
Get your shoes, boy, and let's go,
Uh, let's catch it in the bend, we can't catch it at the corner,
Goin' in Alabama, now, and I know it.
Hairiston (sung):
Whoa, leave here walkin', chances I may ride
White:
I know I'm gon' ride, boy, I know if I can't catch it on the cross, I'm gon' catch it in the bend,
I'm goin' to Georgia, too, boy
Hairiston (sung):
Hey, I thought I heard that lovin' whistle blow
White:
That was it blowin', boy