Ένα αγαπημένο για τις Άγιες Μέρες από το Robert Johnson:
Hellhound on my trail
I got to keep movin', I've got to keep movin'
Blues fallin' down like hail, blues fallin' down like hail
Umm mmm mmm mmm
Blues fallin' down like hail, blues fallin' down like hail
And the days keeps on worryin' me,
there's a hellhound on my trail,
hellhound on my trail, hellhound on my trail
If today was Christmas eve
If today was Christmas eve,
and tomorrow was Christmas day
If today was Christmas eve,
and tomorrow was Christmas day
Aow, wouldn't we have a time, baby?
All I would need my little sweet rider just,
to pass the time away, huh huh, to pass the time away
You sprinkled hot foot powder, mmm
mmm, around my door, all around my door
You sprinkled hot foot powder, mmm,
all around your daddy's door, hmm hmm hmm
It keep me with ramblin' mind, rider
Every old place I go, every old place I go
I can tell, the wind is risin',
the leaves tremblin' on the tree,
tremblin' on the tree
I can tell, the wind is risin',
leaves tremblin' on the tree
hmm hmm mmm mmm
All I need's my little sweet woman,
and to keep my company, hmmm hmm, hey hey
My company...
Άλλο ένα του ιδίου - αυτό όμως το μαστόρεψαν και οι Gun Club καταπληκτικά:
Preachin the blues
Mmmmm mmmmm I's up this mornin'
ah, blues walkin' like a man
I's up this mornin'
ah, blues walkin' like a man
Worried blues
give me your right hand
And the blues fell mama's child
tore me all upside down
Blues fell mam's child
and it tore me all upside down
travel on, poor Bob
just cain't turn you 'round
The blu-u-u-u-ues
is a low-down shakin' chill
Yes, preach 'em now.
Mmmmm mmmmm
is a low-down shakin' chill
You ain't never had 'em, I
I hope you never will
Well, the blues
is a schin' old heart disease
Do it. now.
You gon' do it?
Tell me about it.
Let the blues
is a low-down achin' heart disease
Like consumption
killing me by degrees
I can study rain
oh, ohm drive, oh, oh, drive my blues
I been studyin' the rain and
I'm 'on drive my blues away
Goin' to the 'stil'ry
stay out there all day
Και φυσικά το Mystery Train των Herman Parker και Sam Philips-πως ήταν κάποτε οι ατζέντηδες και οι εταιριάρχες ιδιοκτήτες στούντιο...
Γιαλαντζί αρχοντορεμπέτικο αλλά συγκλονιστικά τραγουδισμένο από τον Elvis:
Train I ride, sixteen coaches long
Train I ride, sixteen coaches long
Well that long black train got my baby and gone
Train train, comin round, round the bend
Train train, comin round the bend
Well it took my baby, but it never will again (no, not again)
Train train, comin down, down the line
Train train, comin down the line
Well its bringin my baby, cause shes mine all, all mine
(shes mine, all, all mine)