AINT DEAD YET

by Old Time Honey

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A collection of originals, traditional cajun, jug band, and gospel tunes!

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released December 14, 2013

Mixed / Recorded / Mastered by Aly Neumann

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Track Name: 4th Street Mess Around
Oh, that Fourth Street mess around
Originated down in Memphis town
Go down Fourth until you get to Vance, ask anybody about that brand new dance
The gals will say you’re going my way it’s right here for you
here’s your only chance
Then ease down Vance until you get to Main
Turn around, beat it back again
It makes no difference where you were born, the jug band has got your water on
While they’re playing that Fourth Street mess around
Chorus:
Somebody tell me, what makes this jug band drink?
Somebody tell me, what makes this jug band drink?
They get you whipping these blues, and they begin to think
About that Fourth Street mess around
Originated by that jug band from Memphis town
Go down Fourth until you get to Vance, ask anybody about that brand new dance
The gals will say You’re going my way, it’s right here for you, here’s your only chance
Then ease down Vance until you get to Main
Turn around, beat it back again
Excuse us, stranger, for being bold this morn, but would you knock the jug band another drink of corn
While we play that Fourth Street mess around
Outro:
Here we come all drunk again
Track Name: Jail Bird Love Song
When I was a rounder
I stopped in New Orleans
'Cause I've had long days away from home
I didn't know nobody that I seen

I's walkin' along the street one day
I didn't mean no harm
The police is up and they seen me
And they began to make their laws

Ain't it hard, ain't it hard
Just lookin' through the bars?
The police looked an seen me
And they began to make their laws

They seen I was a stranger
They soon got on my trail
Soon they had me surrounded
And taked me to the city jail

Now, ain't it hard, ain't it hard
Just lookin' through the bars?
Soon they had me surrounded
And taked me to the city jail

When I got in jail, I
Didn't know what to do
There was no one I knew
I could carry my troubles to

Now, ain't it hard, ain't it hard
Just lookin' through the bars?
There was no one I knew
I could carry my troubles to

I invited you write my dear old mother
It made her lonesome and blue
Tell you needn't no worry
Mother's comin' after you

Now ain't it grand, ain't it grand?
I don't see how she can stand
She said, 'Son, you needn't t' worry
Mother's comin' after you'.
Track Name: Découragez-Vous Pas
Mes amis, je vous assure que le temps est bien dur,
Il faut pas s´décourager ça va bien vite commencer :
De l´ouvrage y va en avoir pour tout le monde cet hiver
Il faut bien donner le temps au nouveau gouvernement

Ça va venir puis ça va venir mais décourageons-nous pas
Moi, j´ai toujours le coeur gai et j´continue à turluter

On se plaint à Montréal, après tout on n´est pas mal.
Dans la province de Québec, on mange notre pain bien sec.
Y a pas d´ouvrage au Canada, y en a bien moins dans les États
Essayez pas d´aller plus loin vous êtes certains de crever d´faim.

Ça va venir puis ça va venir mais décourageons-nous pas
Moi, j´ai toujours le coeur gai et j´continue à turluter

Ça coûte cher de c´te temps ici, pour se nourrir à crédit :
Faut pas que ça monte à la grocery, je me tape aussi les biscuits.
Mais j´peux pas faire de l´extra, mon p´tit mari travaille pas
À force de me priver d´manger, j´ai l´estomac ratatiné.

Ça va venir puis ça va venir ne décourageons-nous pas
Moi, j´ai toujours le coeur gai et j´continue à turluter

Me voila mal emmanchée, j´ai des trous dans mes souliers,
Mes talons sont tout d´travers et pis l´bout qui trousse en l´air.
Le dessus est tout fendu, la doublure toute décousue,
Mes orteils passent à travers c´est toujours mieux que pas en n´avoir.

Ça va venir puis ça va venir ne décourageons-nous pas
Moi, j´ai toujours le coeur gai et j´continue à turluter

Le propriétaire qui m´a loué, il est bien mal emmanché
Ma boîte à charbon est brûlée et puis j´ai cin´ vit´ de cassées.
Ma lumière dis-connectée puis mon eau est pas payée
Y ont pas besoin v´nir m´achaler, m´a les saprer en bas d´l´escalier

Ça va venir puis ça va venir ne décourageons-nous pas
Moi, j´ai toujours le coeur gai et j´continue à turluter
Track Name: Kansas City Blues
Well I walk down Broadway, turn down Peel
Lookin' for that gal they call Lucille
She's gone to Kansas City, yeah she's gone to Kansas City
She's gone somewhere where they don't allow you.

I wish I was a catfish, swimmin' in the sea
Lot's a pretty women there to fish for me
I'd go to Kansas City, yeah I'd go to Kansas City
I'd go, honey, somewhere where they don't allow you!

If you didn't like my peaches why'd you shake my tree?
Get out my orchard, let my peaches be
I'll go to Kansas City, I'm going to Kansas City
I'm gone, honey, somewhere where they don't allow you

Oh I feel like jumping from a tree to the ground
Man I love don't want me around
He's gone to Kansas city, gone to Kansas City
He's gone, somewhere where they don't allow you

I'll tell you something, yeah I'll tell you today
Don't ever let that woman have her way
She's gone to Kansas City, she's gone to Kansas City
She's gone, honey, somewhere where they don't allow you!
Track Name: Ain't Dead Yet
Well life is a game you think I'm losing
Spending my time singing and a boozing
Here's something that you don't know
Well you take nothing with you when you go
I might look fifty by the age of thirty-five
but at least I can say I am alive
You spend your time just a chasin' that dime
but honey, I ain't dead yet.

And when did we become so old?
Worrying til our little tiny hearts they grow... so cold

Whoever said it first, yeah they said it best
"Money can't buy you happiness"
I know you've got all them bills to pay
but there's gotta be a better way
and I sold my hopes of security
for a raggy ol' dress and some banjo keys
You spend your time just a chasin' that dime
You forget what it means to be free.

And when did we become so old?
Worrying, pulling our hair out, grinding our teeth
Waiting for that day we finally feel safe...

Well even a king with all the riches he's got
could end up buried beneath a parking lot
You leave the world just the way you came
and I doubt anyone will know your name
So you can keep on chasin' that money, honey
But I ain't dead yet!
Track Name: Stealin' Stealin'
Stealin', stealin', pretty mama
Don't you tell on me
I'm stealin' back to my
Same old used to be

Now, put your arms around me
Like the circle round the sun
I want ya to love me, mama
Like my easy rider done

If you don't believe I love ya
Look what a fool I've been
If you don't believe I'm sinkin'
Look what a hole I'm in

Stealin', stealin', pretty mama
Don't ya tell on me
I'm stealin' back to my
Same old used to be

I'm stealin', stealin', pretty mama
Don't you tell on me
I'm stealin' back to my
Same old used to be

The woman I'm lovin'
She just my heigh-th and size
She's a married woman
Come to see me sometimes

If you don't believe I love you
Look what a fool I've been
If you don't believe I'm sinkin'
Look what a hole I'm in

I'm stealin', stealin', pretty mama
Don't you tell on me
I'm stealin' back to my
Same old used to be

I'm stealin', stealin', pretty mama
Don't you tell on me
I'm stealin' back to my
Same old used to be

Stealin', stealin', pretty mama
Don't you tell on me
I'm stealin' back to my
Same old used to be.
Track Name: This World
This world has made me cold
I ain't gettin' wiser I'm just gettin' old.

I'm a naive girl, I was a naive girl
Why did you wanna come and change my world?

You're mean as hell
You do what you do and you do it well, but you're mean as hell.

Tell me what I can do to get through to you.

I'm gonna get me a gun
I swear to God I'm gonna shoot someone
I should get me a gun

And I'll be coming for you
Lord only knows what I can do.

This world has made me cold
I ain't gettin' wiser I'm just gettin' old.
This world has made me.
Track Name: Parlez-nous a Boire
Oh parlez-nous à boire, non pas du marriage
Toujours en regrettant, nos jolies temps passé

Si que tu te maries avec une jolie fille,
T'es dans les grands dangers, ça va te la voler.

Si que tu te maries aves une vilaine fille,
T'es dans les grands dangers, faudra tu fais ta vie avec.

Si que tu te maries avec une fille bien pauvre,
T'es dans les grands dangers, faudra travailler tout la vie.

Si que tu te maries avec une fille qu'a de quoi,
T'es dans les grands dangers, tu vas attraper des grandes reproches.
Fameux, toi grand vaurien, qu'a tout gaspillé mon bien
Fameux, toi grand vaurien, qu'a tout gaspillé mon bien.
Track Name: KC Moan
Well, I thought I had heard that K C when she moan
Thought I heard that K C when she moan
Thought I heard that K C when she moan
Well, she sound like she got a heavy load

Yes and when I get back on the K C road
When I get back on the K C road
When I get back on the K C road
Gonna love my woman like I never loved before


Well I thought I heard that K C whistle moan
Well I thought I heard that K C whistle moan
Well I thought I heard that K C whistle moan
Well she blow like my woman's on board

When I get back on that K C road
When I get back on that K C road
When I get back on that K C road
Gonna love my baby like I never loved before