Some time ago I accidentally stumbled upon Robert Johnson and I was amazed. Since that time I started reading, learning for him and the Blues and above all listening to them.
So... recently I created a Blog (which due to personal obligations isn't very good yet) and more recently this youtube channel on which I hope that I will post my blues music videos... Not something special but something which I started with lots of love about this music. Hope you 'll like them and enjoy!!!
my Blog in English:
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and in Greek:
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Lyrics:
John Hardy, he was a desperate little man,
He carried two guns every day.
He shot a man on the West Virginia line,
And you ought seen John Hardy getting away.
John Hardy, he got to the Keystone Bridge,
He thought that he would be free.
And up stepped a man and took him by his arm,
Says, “Johnny, walk along with me”.
He sent for his poppy and his mommy, too,
To come and go his bail.
But money won't go a murdering case;
They locked John Hardy back in jail.
John Hardy, he had a pretty little girl,
That dress that she wore was blue
As she came skipping through the old jail hall,
Saying, “Poppy, I've been true to you”.
John Hardy, he had another little girl,
That dress that she wore was red.
She followed John Hardy to his hanging ground,
Saying, “Poppy, I would rather be dead”.
I been to the East and I been to the West,
I been this wide world around.
I been to the river and I been baptised,
And now I'm on my hanging ground.
John Hardy walked out on his scaffold high,
With his loving little wife by his side.
And the last words she heard poor John-O say,
“I'll meet you in that sweet bye-and-bye”.
