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Feel Like Going Home - Corey Harris



     
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Well, it's getin' late on in the evening, feel like blowing my own horn
Well, I woke up this morning, all I had, all i had was gone
Late on in the evening, well I blow, blow my horn
Well, I woke up this morning, all I, I had was gone
You know, we'll run into the ocean, running to the sea
Gona find my baby, somebody gonna have to bury me
Run in to ocean, run into the sea
Well, I gonna find my babe, somebody gonna have to bury me
Well, if you did not want me baby, why didn't you tell me so
When I leave this town, gonna hang, hang a black tape on your door
Did not want me baby, why did you, why didn't you tell me so?
Oh, I'm gonna leave this town, gonna hang, hang black tape on your door
Well, I do believe I'll go to the gypsy, have my folks a talk
I do believe there's somebody trying to steal my jelly roll

Do believe I'll go to gypsy, the folks
Well, I do believe there's someone trying to steal my jelly roll
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Corey Harris (born February 21, 1969, Denver, Colorado) is a guitarist based in New Orleans on the Alligator label. He spent some time in western Africa studying, and rhythms from this area are very prevalent in his music, most conspicuously in "Mississippi to Mali." He performs a wide variety of music, from poppy selections (Santoro, eg) to raw, traditional guitar and piano blues (Honeysuckle, eg). He is one of the few contemporary blues artists that is able to avoid being either a staunch traditionalist or totally separated from its roots.

Read more about Corey Harris on Last.fm.


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