Acoustic Blues

by Jano Letelier

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    Disco Acústico grabado en una toma durante enero de 2010 en Chillán - Chile SudAmerica.

    One take blues recording, made in Chillán - Chile, Southamerica

    Incluye versiones de grandes clásicos del blues, conocidos y no tan conocidos, incluyendo algunas canciones que nunca han sido registradas de manera acústica.

    Classic Blues songs includes and rarities. Few songs have been never made in acoustic versions.


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    Also I´m a songwriter, listen my songs in

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released July 1, 2012

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Jano Letelier Región Metropolitana, Chile

Singer/Songwriter - Blues Musician From Chile.

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Cantante, compositor y músico de blues. Chileno

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Track Name: John The Revelator
Tell me who's that writin', John the Revelator
Tell me who's that writin', John the Revelator
Who's that writin', John the Revelator wrote the book of the seven seals

Now God walked down in the cool of the day, and called Adam by his name
But he refused to answer, 'cause he was naked and ashamed

So, tell me who's that writin', John the Revelator
Tell me who's that writin', John the Revelator
Who's that writin', John the Revelator wrote the book of the seven seals

Now Christ had 12 apostles, and three he laid away
He said "Watch for me one hour, while I go yonder and pray"

And tell me who's that writin', John the Revelator
Tell me who's that writin', John the Revelator
Who's that writin', John the Revelator wrote the book of the seven seals

Mary Margaret they were there, and they heard every word he said
Said "Go tell my disciples, I said meet me in Galilee"

And tell me who's that writin', John the Revelator
Tell me who's that writin', John the Revelator
Who's that writin', John the Revelator wrote the book of the seven seals
Who's that writin', John the Revelator
Tell me who's that writin', John the Revelator
Who's that writin', John the Revelator wrote the book of the seven seals
Track Name: Sweet Home Chicago
Oh, baby don’t you want to go,
Oh, baby don’t you want to go,
Back to the land of california,
To my sweet home chicago.

Now one and one is two,
Two and two is four.
I’m heavy loaded, baby
I’m booked, i gotta go.
Cryin’, baby,

Honey, don’t you want to go.
Back to the land of california,
To my sweet home chicago.
Track Name: Sinner's Prayer
Lord have mercy, Lord have mercy on me.
Lord have mercy, Lord have mercy on me.
Well if I've done somebody wrong, Lord, have mercy if you please.

I used to have plenty of money, the finest clothes in town,
But bad luck and trouble overtaken me, bound to get me down.
Please have mercy, Lord have mercy on me.
Well if I've done somebody wrong, Lord, have mercy if you please.

Keep on working now, child.
Lord every morning.

Well if I've been a bad boy, baby, I declare I'll change my ways.
I don't want bad luck and trouble to follow me all my days.
Please have mercy, Lord have mercy on me.
Well if I've done somebody wrong, Lord, have mercy if you
Track Name: Crossroads Blues
I went to the crossroad, fell down on my knees
I went to the crossroad, fell down on my knees
Asked the Lord above "Have mercy, now save poor Bob, if you please"

Yeoo, standin' at the crossroad, tried to flag a ride
Ooo eeee, I tried to flag a ride
Didn't nobody seem to know me, babe, everybody pass me by

Standin' at the crossroad, baby, risin' sun goin' down
Standin' at the crossroad, baby, eee, eee, risin' sun goin' down
I believe to my soul, now, poor Bob is sinkin' down

You can run, you can run, tell my friend Willie Brown
You can run, you can run, tell my friend Willie Brown
That I got the crossroad blues this mornin', Lord, babe, I'm sinkin' down

And I went to the crossroad, mama, I looked east and west
I went to the crossroad, baby, I looked east and west
Lord, I didn't have no sweet woman, ooh well, babe, in my distress
Track Name: So Many Roads
So many roads
So many trains to ride

So many roads
So many trains to ride

I'm gonna find my baby
Before I'll be satisfied

I was standing at my window
When I heard that whistle blow

I was standing at my window
When I heard that whistle blow

I thought it was a straight line
But it was B & O

It was a mean old fireman
And a cruel engineer

It was a mean old fireman
And a cruel engineer

That took my baby
And left me standing here

So many roads
So many trains to ride

So many roads
So many trains to ride

I'm gonna find my baby
Before I'll be satisfied
Track Name: Ain't No Superstitious
Well, I ain't superstitious, black cat just cross my trail
Well, I ain't superstitious, oh the black cat just cross my trail
Don't sweep me with no broom, I might get put in jail
When my right hand itches, I gets money for sure
When my right hand itches, I gets money for sure
But, when my left eye jumps, somebody's got to go
Well, I ain't superstitious, black cat just cross my trail
Well, I ain't superstitious, black cat just cross my trail
Don't sweep me with no broom, I just might get put in jail
Well, the dogs are howlin, all over the neighborhood
Whoa, the dogs are howlin, all over the neighborhood
That is true sign of death, baby, that ain't no good
Well, I'm not superstitious, blow that black cat across my trail
Well, I'm not superstitious, a black cat across my trail
Don't sweep me with no broom, I just might get put in jail
That's bad luck for me
Track Name: She's Nineteen Years Old
I'm gonna say somethin' to you
I don't care how you feel
You just don't realize
You got yourself a good deal
She's nineteen years old
And got ways just like a baby child
Nothin' I can do to please her
To make this young woman feel satisfied

I'm gonna say this to you
I don't care if you get mad
You about the prettiest little girl
That I ever had
She's nineteen years old
And got ways just like a baby child
Nothin' I can do to please her
To make this young woman feel satisfied
(What kind of woman is that?)

Can't ask her where she's going
She tells me where she's been
She starts a conversation
That don't have no end
She's nineteen years old
And got ways just like a baby child
Nothin' I can do to please her
Whoah, yeah!
Whoah, yeah!
Whoah, yeah!
To make this young woman feel satisfied
Track Name: Drunken Hearted Man
I'm a drunken hearted man, my life seems so misery
I'm a poor drunken hearted man, my life seems so misery
And if I could only change my way of livin', it would mean so much to me

I been dogged and I been driven, ever since I left my mother's home
I been dogged and I been driven, ever since I left my mother's home
And I can't see the reason why, that I can't leave these no-good women's alone

My poor father died and left me, and my mother done the best that she could
My poor father died and left me, and my mother done the best that she could
Every man love that game you call love, but it don't mean no man no good

I'm the poor drunken hearted man, and sin was the cause of it all
I'm a poor drunken hearted man, and sin was the cause of it all
But the day you get weak for no-good women, that's the day that you surely fall
Track Name: Hard Times
My mother told me
'Fore she passed away
Said son when I'm gone
Don't forget to pray

'Cause there'll be hard times
Lord those hard times
Who knows better than I?

Well I soon found out
Just what she meant
When I had to pawn my clothes
Just to pay the rent

Talkin' 'bout hard times
Lord those hard times
Who knows better than I?

I had a woman
Who was always around
But when I lost my money
She put me down

Talkin' 'bout hard times
Hard times
Yeah, yeah, who knows better than I?

Lord, one of these days
There'll be no more sorrow
When I pass away

And no more hard times
No more hard times
Yeah, yeah, who knows better than I?