Harmonicahelps.….. from a contented Busker.

 

 

Found this for a friend. Fran knew that there was a bust-it-up harmonica finale. She helps lead on keyboard our Harmonica Club. Joe Walsh pretty much off the cuff with excellent guitar for Celine. And for George Harrison.

  First line always gets repeated a second emphatic time, and then third line is a rhyming clincher with power.  1. Woman gotta hold on yo life. x2 Here come the heartache, confusion and strife. 2. Yeah me, I'm bad just like Jesse James x2 Shoot ya or shake ya, it works just the same. 3. Hitting the Big Town, don't know where to rest x2 Somewhere past hookers and con men who test. 4. next dolla comin, don't know who will give Dis is how I busk, how I live. 5. Once had a tough job, pushing damn clock x2 Sick of the low wage, pushing and shove. 6. I'll be your One Man Baby, shoh enough now x2 Spending nights clinging to each, hard and how! guitar riffs on the go, and perhaps spunky tambourine...

  With friend Bonnie Raitt

 

 The list compiled recently by Fran There you have it Trudy as requested…Doug

  And then there is her Dad, Buddy. We saw him in Baddeck, Cape Breton at a Town Hall Friday night. At the time we did not realize the connection. Laugh was on us. And boy, could he play! Baddeck also displays the story of Alexander Graham Bell. His summer home.

 

 

  Indiara comes in at minute 2:31

  James, always an easy listen. And Carly Simon

Imagine...cruising the night lit streets of Detroit. Driving some bad-ass car at leisurely speed...with George. His sounds seem to imitate the throbbing beat of machinery in auto assembly. You are happy to be there. Right? Me too.

  Sweet Violets Sweeter than the roses Covered all over from head to toe Covered all over with sweet violets There once was a farmer who took a young miss In back of the barn where he gave her a lecture On horses and chickens and eggs And told her that she had such beautiful Manners that suited a girl of her charms A girl that he wanted to take in his Washing and ironing and then if she did They could get married and raise lots of Sweet violets Sweeter than the roses Covered all over from head to toe Covered all over with sweet violets The girl told the farmer that he'd better stop And she call her father and he called a Taxi and got there before very long 'Cause some one was doin' his little girl Right for a change and so that's why he said If you marry her son, you're better off single 'Cause it's always been my belief Marriage will bring a man nothing but Sweet Violets Sweeter than the roses Covered all over from head to toe Covered all over with sweet vi