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1.
If I Lose, Let Me Lose 02:52
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I can't walk, neither can I talk. Just gettin' back from the state of ol' New York, one mornin' before day. Flossie, oh Flossie, what is the matter? Walked all the way from ol' Cincinnata, one mornin' before day. If I lose, let me lose. I don't care how much I lose. If I lose a hundred dollar while I'm tryin' to win a dime, my baby she keeps money all the time. The blood was runnin' and I was runnin' to, to get my feet some exercise, had nothin' else to do, one mornin' before day. If I lose, let me lose. I don't care how much I lose. If I lose a hundred dollar while I'm tryin' to win a dime, my baby she keeps money all the time. Them peas was so greasy, that meat was so fat. The boys were fightin' Spaniards while I was fighting that, one mornin' before day. If I lose, let me lose. I don't care how much I lose. If I lose a hundred dollar while I'm tryin' to win a dime, my baby she keeps money all the time. See them girls sittin' at the tanks, waitin' for that train they call Nancy Hanks, one mornin' before day. If I lose, let me lose. I don't care how much I lose. If I lose a hundred dollar while I'm tryin' to win a dime, my baby she keeps money all the time.
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Got The Milwaukee Blues 02:26
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One Tuesday morning and it looked like rain Around the curve come a passenger train On the blind sat old Bill Jones A good old hobo and he's trying to get home Trying to get home, he's trying to get home He's a good old hobo and he's trying to get home Way down in Georgia on a tramp The roads are getting muddy and the leaves are getting damp I've got to catch a freight train and leave this town ''Cause they don't allow no hobos a-hanging around Hanging around, yes, a-hanging around ''Cause they don't allow no hobos a-hanging around I left Atlanta one morning before day The brakeman said, "You gots to pay" Got no money but I'll pawn my shoes I want to go west, I got the Milwaukee blues Got the Milwaukee blues, got the Milwaukee blues I want to go west, I got the Milwaukee blues Old Bill Jones said before he died, "Fix the roads so the 'bos can ride When they ride they will ride the rods Put all their trust in the hands of God In the hands of God, in the hands of God They'll put all their trust in the hands of God" Old Bill Jones said before he died There's two more roads he'd like to ride Fireman said "What can it be?" "Southern Pacific and the Santa Fe Santa Fe, yes, Santa Fe Southern Pacific and the Santa Fe"
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Goodbye Eliza Jane 03:04
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Look here Liza, listen to me. You ain't the gal that you promised to be. Didn't you say you'd always be true. But you went out driving with mister Brown, now I'm the laughing stock of the town. People said to never trust you. Well I throw up my hands babe, I'ma gonna go. I was the good man while I had the dough. So goodbye Eliza Jane, I'm goin' for to leave you. You know when I go I was the fella with the dough dough dough. So sing a little song, travel along, yes travel along. Bid you good day babe I'm on my way, goodbye Eliza Jane. Give me back my gold watch and chain, give me that umbrella for I fear it might rain. Give me the things that I bought for you. Dive in the trunk and hand me them things, give me back my diamond ring. And get mister Brown to dress you all up new. So goodbye Eliza Jane, I'm goin' for to leave you. You know when I go I was the fella with the dough dough dough. So sing a little song, travel along, yes travel along. Bid you good day babe I'm on my way, goodbye Eliza Jane.
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Ride, Railroad Bill 02:28
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Railroad Bill got so bad, he stole all the chickens the poor farmer had. Get back, Railroad Bill. Railroad Bill went out west, he shot all the buttons off a brake-man's chest. Get back, Railroad Bill. Railroad Bill got so fine, he shot 99 holes through a silver dime. Ride, Railroad Bill. Railroad Bill was standing at the tanks, waitin' for that freight-train they call ol' Nancy Hanks. Ride, Railroad Bill. Railroad Bill was standin' at the curve, he was gonna rob that mail train but he didn't have the nerve. Get back, Railroad Bill Railroad Bill lived on the hill, he never worked or he never will Get back, Railroad Bill.
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Hear Dem Bells 03:06
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We go to the church in the early morn, the birds amma singing on the trees. Sometimes these clothes are a very much old and we wore dem out at the knees. At night when the moon amma shinin' bright, and the clouds amma passed away. Well we ring them bell for the gospel light that will last until the judgment day. Don't you hear dem bells, don't you hear dem bells. They amma ringin' out the glory of the lama lama lama lama, lam lam lam lam. Well the church amma olda and the benches amma worna, the bible amma hard to reada. But the spirit amma there as sure as you're born which is all of the comfort that we needa. The wind blows cold through the trickle in the wall, and the roofa lets ina the raina. But we sing the bells for the gospel fight, and we shout hallelujah again! We work all day in the cotton and the corn, it makes our hands so sore. And we praying to Gabriel to blow on his horn so we don't have to work anymore. I hear dem chariots coming dis way, I know they coming for me. So ring them bells for the gospel light and the land that I'm gwan for to see.
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Good Old Rounder Casey Jones 02:59
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Come all of you rounders now, if you want to hear. This is the story 'bout a brave engineer. Casey Jones he was the rounder's name. On a six-eight wheeler, boys, he won his fame. The caller called Casey at a half past four. He kissed his wife at the station door. Mounted to his cabin with his orders in his hand, And take a farewell trip to the Promised Land. Casey Jones, mounted to his cabin Casey Jones, orders in his hand Casey Jones, mounted to his cabin, He's a-gonna take a trip to the Promised Land. He looked at his watch and the watch was slow. He looked at his water and his water was low. He turned to his fireman and the words he said, "We're going to reach ol' Frisco, but we'll all be dead. Jus' open up your water now and shovel in your coal. Stick you head out the window, see my drivers roll. Run her, I will run her 'til she leaves the rail, For I'm eight hours late oh, with the Western Mail." Casey Jones - eight hours late Casey Jones - with the western mail Casey Jones - eight hours late, He's eight hours late, with the western mail. Casey pulled up on that-a Reno Hill. Tooted at the crossing with an awful thrill. The switchman knew by the engine moans That the man at the throttle was old Casey Jones. Old Casey pulled up in two miles of the place, Old number four staring him right in the face. He turned to his fireman, says "Boy you'd better jump, For there's two locomotives and they're going to bump." Casey Jones - two locomotives Casey Jones - they're bound to bump Casey Jones - two locomotives Well, there's two locomotives and they're going to bump. Casey woke up one morning and it looked like rain. All around the bend old Casey pulled his train. Look in the cabin at-a Casey Jones. He's a good ol' rounder, but he's dead and gone. Casey Jones- good ol' rounder Casey Jones- dead and gone Casey Jones- he's a good ol' rounder He's a good ol' rounder, but he's dead and gone.
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Goodbye Booze 03:01
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Oh goodbye booze for evermore My boozing days will soon be o'er Oh, I had a good time, and we couldn't agree You see what booze has done for me She's tore my clothes, she's swelled my head So goodbye booze, I'm going to bed Oh, I had a good time, and we couldn't agree You see what booze has done for me She swelled my head, she broke my heart So goodbye booze, we now shall part Oh, I had a good time, but we couldn't agree You see what booze has done for me She whispered low, how sweet it sounds! Please take another ride on the merry-go-round Oh, I had a good time, and we couldn't agree You see what booze has done for me
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Careless Love 03:24
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Love oh love oh careless love. Love oh love oh careless love. You have broke the heart of many poor girls, But you'll never break this heart of mine. It's when my money you could blow. It's when my money you could blow. It's when my money you could blow. You'd always hang around my door. It's when my money you could spend. It's when my money you could spend. It's when my money you could spend. Now you pass by my door and you never look in. I cried last night and the night before. I cried last night and the night before. I cried last night and the night before. But I'll never cry for you anymore. Must I go bound while you go free? Must I go bound while you go free? Must I go bound while you go free? Lawd I loves a man that don't love me. Gimme back my gold and diamond ring. Gimme back my gold and diamond ring. You have robbed me of my treasure, you robbed me of my gold. But I'll be doggone if you can rob me of my soul.
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Everybody's Truckin' 02:16
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Everybody's swingin' and truckin'. Everybody's singin' and truckin'. Everybody's doin' it now. You can hear 'em singin' and truckin'. You can see 'em swingin' and truckin' Everybody's doin' it now. Down in Harlem on the street, you can see them dancin' feet. See them darkies everywhere they go, you can hear 'em singin' "Hidey-hidey-ho".
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The Fortune Tellin' Man 02:54
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In a big, old house, just as quiet as a mouse I sits and 'casionally reads about ol' Mars. And in the dead of night, without a speck of light I studies through de window all de stars. Then early in de morn, jussa before de break o' dawn I gets what little restin' dat I can. Because I must be up, you see, to see folks what comes to me. They all come see de fortune tellin' man. I am dat fortune tellin' man. There's no kinda dream that I can't understand. I can tell your future by lookin' in your hand. 'Cause I am de fortune tellin' man. The very next night, just before I lit de light a monstrous looking man came to my door. He said he had a dream, and awful thing he'd seen: a spirit dressed in white walked 'cross his floor. And so I looked into his hand and I said "See here, young man, your dream and both your hands they wear a veil." I could read his great surprise as I telescoped his eyes and said "You'll marry quick or go to jail."
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Ain't Dat a Shame 03:05
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One dark and stormy night, de rain was fallin' fast. Bill Bailey told his lady friend "our dream of love is past". He said no more, just slammed de door. He wandered 'round de town but he didn't have a cent. He thought about his pork-chop and back to de house he went. Oh, listen to his mournful cries. "Ain't dat a shame, a measly shame. To leave your honey out in de rain. Lawdy have a little pitty. Won't you open dat door and let me in. I'll stand here freezin', wet to de skin." He stood outside de door all the whole night long. He cried "Oh, mama, won't you let me in, I know dat I've done wrong. I'll prove it, see. Please whisper to me." Then a bass voice from inside hollered through de door "Go, find yourself another hay-pile, you don't roost here no more!" and passers by could here Bill cry. "Ain't dat a shame, a measly shame. To leave your honey out in de rain. Throw me down an umbrella. Won't you open dat door and let me in. I'll stand here freezin', wet to de skin."
12.
Blues In a Bottle 03:24
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Blues in a bottle, blues in a bottle, Stopper in my hand, pretty mama. Blues in a bottle, stopper in my hand. I'm going back to Fort Worth, find me another man. Dig your 'taters, go dig your 'taters, It's 'tater digging time, pretty mama. Go dig your 'taters, it's 'tater digging time. Old man Jack Frost done and killed your vine. Asked my baby, asked my baby, Could she stand to see me cry, pretty mama. Asked my baby, could she stand to see me cry. Says, "Old black daddy, I can stand to see you die." Rooster chews tobacco, rooster chews tobacco, The hen uses snuff, pretty mama. The rooster chews tobacco, and the hen uses snuff. The little chickens don't use nothing, but they strut their stuff. Going to Chattanoogy, Going to Chattanoogy, See my pony run, pretty mama. Going to Chattanoogy, see my pony run. If I win some money, going to give my baby some.
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Mr Johnson Turn A Me Loose 03:21
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The other evenin' everything was still, oh baby And the moon was climbing down behind the hill, oh baby Thought everybody was sound asleep but old man Johnson was on his beat, oh baby I went down into a big-a crap game where the dudes was a gamblin' with might and main Thought I'd be a sport and be dead game I gambled all my money but I wasn't to blame One man's point was a little Joe, bettin' six to a quarter that he'd make the four He made that point, he made no more 'Cause then Mister Johnson jumped through the door Oh Mister Johnson turn-a-me loose I got no money but I got a good 'scuse Mister Johnson, I'll be good Oh Mister Johnson turn-a-me loose Don't send me to the caraboose Mister Johnson, I'll be good The other evenin' when the sun went down, oh baby I went down Mister Johnson's chicken farm, oh baby Climbed on the chicken loft on me knees I was halfway through when the chicken sneezed, oh baby I'll tell you if you'll only keep still 'bout a mile and a half from Louisville I'm so nervous I can't keep still when I think about it I get a big chill A big ol' dude was a-lookin' for a chicken A great bull dog got to raisin' the Dickens The dude got higher, the chicken got nigher and then Mister Johnson opened fire I've got no chance for to be turned loose I got no chance for a good excuse Mister Johnson, I'll be good Now he's playin' seven-eleven way up yonder in gambler's heaven Mister Johnson made him good Oh Mister Johnson turn-a-me loose I got no money but I got a good 'scuse Mister Johnson, I'll be good Oh Mister Johnson turn-a-me loose Don't send me to the caraboose Mister Johnson, I'll be good
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Good Ol' Wagon 02:22
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I was standing in a crap game doing no harm this mornin'. When a copper grabbed me by my arm without a warnin'. Took me down to the jailhouse door, place I never had been before, I was run in. No more will I buy my baby dem pork chops! And hear her lily lips go flipidy-flop! The reason I’m in trouble ’bout my sweet thing Is because this song to me she did sing: “Goodbye, my honey, if you call it gone, my darling! Goodbye, my honey, if you call it gone, my baby! There ain't no use for to weep and moan, you’ve been a good old wagon but you done broke down, now bye-bye.” The judge asked me what had I done this mornin'! Said standing in a crap game getting my gun, hot stuff! The judge and jury they said to me “You done killed three rounders in the first degree and there's no bail.” They loaded me aboard that sing-sing train, weighed me down with dat ball and chain. Now every station that I pass by I imagine I can hear my baby cry “Goodbye, my honey, if you call it gone, my darling! Goodbye, my honey, if you call it gone, my baby! There ain't no use for to weep and moan, you’ve been a good old wagon but you done broke down, now bye-bye.”
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He Travelled 02:59
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I wanna tell you folks 'bout a travellin' man from Tennessee He made his livin' stealing chickens and other things that you couldn't see He was a travelling man, musta been a travelling man The travelinest dude there ever was in the land He travelled, he was known for miles around And he wouldn't give up, no he wouldn't give up 'til the police shot him down They took fifteen Winchesters and they shot that man right through the head All the people that were standing 'round said "I know that man is dead" They picked him up and they shipped him south but it was kinda weird They looked in that coffin and he'd disappeared He was a travelling man, musta been a travelling man The travelinest dude there ever was in the land He travelled, he was known for miles around And he wouldn't give up, no he wouldn't give up 'til the police shot him down I heard that man got on the Titanic with all the people that he knowed He spied that iceberg comin' and overboard he flew All the people on the other side said "Ain't that man a fool" But when the Titanic ship went down he was shooting dice in Liverpool town He was a travelling man, musta been a travelling man The travelinest dude there ever was in the land He travelled, he was known for miles around And he wouldn't give up, no he wouldn't give up 'til the police shot him down

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All songs recorded live in a single take (except Everybody's Truckin) at One Take Studios, Dublin, Ireland.

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released December 19, 2013

All songs Trad Arr by Rohan Healy, Al Quiff and David Virgin except for Everybody's Truckin' (by Smoky Wood) and Careless Love (by Darby & Tarlton)

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The Dublin City Rounders Dublin, Ireland

If The Dublin City Rounders were a dog it would be a pink bulldog with a cowboy hat, a studded leather collar and sporting a sleeveless denim jacket.

Two Irish brothers, one mind and a single beating heart made of rock n roll gold.
Whether playing a Stephen Foster esque song from the 1880’s or a brand new self penned classic you can’t take your eyes, or ears, off these lads! ... more

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