The Songs He Sang
Talking Guitar Blues: Lyrics
As performed by Cisco Houston
Traditional, Additional words Cisco HoustonAppears on:
Wanna get in trouble? I'll tell you how to do it. Just get a guitar, and then you're in to it. Practice all day and half the night Folks tell ya you never will get it right Always fussin' at ya, Grousing, won't let you practice Trying to run you out of the hen house Bought a guitar about a year ago And the fella said I'd learn in a week or so Then he give me a book and a pick or two, And he said "There it is Bud, it's up to you" That dirty dog... Charged me four ninety-five Every cent of money I had Cotton pickin' money too Since I'd already spent my dough, I didn't want it to go to waste, you know So I took the guitar, the book and all I went down home where the grass grows tall Down there in Virginia Good place to be if you got a guitar Don't amount to a great deal if you ain't Well, for weeks and weeks I labored hard Just a -tryin' to learn those few main chords The book said it was easy as A-B-C But, oh my fingers is a-killing me Got sore on the ends Couldn't mash the strings down Felt disgusted Wanted to quit But I practiced hard both night and day And I could see ma's hair was turning gray Her face was lined with discontent She said her patience was darn near spent She was agitated, Nervous, Wanted to scream My sister she took it the worst of all 'Cause she got married that comin' fall She said it was love but I got my doubts I think that guitar drove her out She's a game gal, though, She just couldn't take it Said there was a limit to everything My dad he took it a differnt way He said "Son you may turn your ma's hair gray And drive your sister away from home But either you or me is going roaming, And I ain't leaving boy" He said "I never intended to You figure it out" Well, I did, kinda quick Next day after my clothes were packed I slung that guitar across my back And I caught me the end of a long gray train To search this world for my share of fame But I ain't found any Nothing but hardships, Heartaches, And handouts
Notes from the Folk Song & Minstrelsy Set
In the style of the talking blues, Cisco Houston relates the trials and tribulations of a would-be guitarist.
If I had to select the one Cisco performance that captures his essence, this would be it. Funny, clever, and ultimately sad without being defeated. His voice is perfect, his simple guitar accompanies exquisitely. The song that says "This guy is good!"