C'est d'la balle, d'la super balle! Et les yeux fermés, on entend aussi Alela Diane, et Marie Sioux, et c'est pas peu dire... Ben mon canard, ça joue fort c'te zik là!
Went out last night, and took a little round I met my little Sadie and I blowed her down Went back home and got into bed A forty-four smokeless under my head Woke up in the morning 'bout a half past nine The hacks and the buggies always standing in line Gents and the gamblers standing all round Taking little Sadie to her burying ground Then I begin to think what a deed I'd done I grabbed my hat and away I run Took a little run but a little too slow They overtook me in Jericho Standing on the corner, reading the bill When up stepped the sheriff from Thomasville He said, young man, ain't your name Brown Remember that night you shot Sadie down I said, yes, sir, my name is Lee And I murdered little Sadie in the first degree And the first degree and the second degree If you got any papers, won't you read 'em to me Went out last night, and took a little round I met my little Sadie and I blowed her down Went back home and got into bed A forty-four smokeless under my head Woke up in the morning 'bout a half past nine The hacks and the buggies always standing in line Gents and the gamblers standing all round Taking little Sadie to her burying ground Then I begin to think what a deed I'd done I grabbed my hat and away I run Took a little run but a little too slow They overtook me in Jericho Standing on the corner, reading the bill When up stepped the sheriff from Thomasville He said, young man, ain't your name Brown Remember that night you shot Sadie down I said, yes, sir, my name is Lee And I murdered little Sadie in the first degree And the first degree and the second degree If you got any papers, won't you read 'em to me They took me downtown and dressed me in black Put me on the train and started me back Crammed me back in that Thomasville jail And I had no money for to go my bail The judge and the jury, they took their stand The judge had the papers in his right hand Forty one days and forty one nights Forty one years to wear the ball and the stripes
would have been so much better if they werent trying to be so "creative" if thats what thats called. Vocals were great. couldnt hear a banjo, maybe flip it over???? and play it???... its like using a telephone upside down, you can "kinda" make it work....
Réalisation parfaite, son parfait ! Je lâche un commentaire toute les 10 000 vidéos que je vois, et celle-ci en vaut le coup ! Félicitations !
Le ratio a t il augmenté?
As a mandolin player, anything that makes a banjo quieter is fine with me.
As a banjo player, this made me laugh ;)
J'adore
Theatrical! Poetical! Love it!
When you show up at the blue grass festival and suddenly realize you forgot your violin :D
Nice
Bravo à vous ! je me suis régalée .
very talented people!
Super entraînant, envie de danser... merci
She's got it going on
a simple thumbs up does not to it justice
The guy playing Jews harp blended pure focus with some rhythmic toe tapping perfectly!
I know it as Moses harp not Jews harp.
Great!
I like that!
perfect
C'est d'la balle, d'la super balle! Et les yeux fermés, on entend aussi Alela Diane, et Marie Sioux, et c'est pas peu dire... Ben mon canard, ça joue fort c'te zik là!
Très belle prestation :D
Lottis
chapeau bas !!!!
Je vous remercie beaucoup.
this guy use karinding, awesome
sweet southern tribe
Nice interpretation
👏👏🤙🔥💥
Went out last night, and took a little round
I met my little Sadie and I blowed her down
Went back home and got into bed
A forty-four smokeless under my head
Woke up in the morning 'bout a half past nine
The hacks and the buggies always standing in line
Gents and the gamblers standing all round
Taking little Sadie to her burying ground
Then I begin to think what a deed I'd done
I grabbed my hat and away I run
Took a little run but a little too slow
They overtook me in Jericho
Standing on the corner, reading the bill
When up stepped the sheriff from Thomasville
He said, young man, ain't your name Brown
Remember that night you shot Sadie down
I said, yes, sir, my name is Lee
And I murdered little Sadie in the first degree
And the first degree and the second degree
If you got any papers, won't you read 'em to me
Went out last night, and took a little round
I met my little Sadie and I blowed her down
Went back home and got into bed
A forty-four smokeless under my head
Woke up in the morning 'bout a half past nine
The hacks and the buggies always standing in line
Gents and the gamblers standing all round
Taking little Sadie to her burying ground
Then I begin to think what a deed I'd done
I grabbed my hat and away I run
Took a little run but a little too slow
They overtook me in Jericho
Standing on the corner, reading the bill
When up stepped the sheriff from Thomasville
He said, young man, ain't your name Brown
Remember that night you shot Sadie down
I said, yes, sir, my name is Lee
And I murdered little Sadie in the first degree
And the first degree and the second degree
If you got any papers, won't you read 'em to me
They took me downtown and dressed me in black
Put me on the train and started me back
Crammed me back in that Thomasville jail
And I had no money for to go my bail
The judge and the jury, they took their stand
The judge had the papers in his right hand
Forty one days and forty one nights
Forty one years to wear the ball and the stripes
well done, hipsters
I think he is using that banjo wrong
he plays wrong the banjo !!
duh
yellow flag for misuse of banjo -- how is that tone silenced in this song, it should be mostly be banjo
would have been so much better if they werent trying to be so "creative" if thats what thats called. Vocals were great. couldnt hear a banjo, maybe flip it over???? and play it???... its like using a telephone upside down, you can "kinda" make it work....
Jew harp?