Smoking clean guitar sound and funky organ highlight this sordid blues about a regular guy and his lusty, unrequited desire for a stripper. Guitar and organ trade smoldering solos.
Track details
Track ID number: | 11709 |
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Genres: | Vocal Blues / Southern -- Blues & Southern Rock |
Moods/Emotions: | Regret / Painful / Bitter / Angsty -- Cool / Funky / Strutting -- Sexy / Flirtatious / Erotic |
Suggested Production Types: | Historical / Retro: 1970's -- Historical / Retro: 1960's -- Historical / Retro: 1950's -- Lounge / Cafe / Lobby / Bar |
Prominent Instruments: | Drums (Drum Kit) -- Guitar (Electric) -- Organ -- Vocals (Male) / Singing with Lyrics |
Keywords / Hints: | Blues, guitar, organ, sex, stripper |
Tempo feel: | Slow |
Tempo Beats Per Minute: | 101 |
Artist: | Buddy Moncrief |
Composer: | Buddy Moncrief (BMI) |
Publisher: | Acoustic SwaneeLand (BMI) |
SRCO (Sound Recording Copyright Owner): | Buddy Moncrief |
PRO / Non-PRO Track? | PRO (What's this?) |
WAV file bit depth: | CD-quality / 16-bit (What's this?) |
Stem files available for this track: | No |
Lyrics: | It’s gettin’ old chasin’ Jeannie round It’s gettin’ old chasin’ Jeannie round The bartender tells me she’s confused right now As she climbs a pole and she circles on down And one of these days I’m gonna take that girl by the hand And tell her exactly how I feel, like this; “I will love and shelter you And when you hurt I will heal with a kiss” But until then, I’ll have to say it again It’s gettin’ old chasin’ Jeannie round It’s gettin’ old chasin’ Jeannie round Jeannie tells me she’s happy to see me tonight Jeannie says, “Sweetie I know what you like” And as I reach into my pocket And pull out another bill She reaches into my heart and pulls out my pride She walks away without looking back I sit and wonder what I lack I wonder why she wears black It’s gettin’ old It’s gettin’ old It’s gettin’ old |
Album containing this track: | (None) |
Somewhere out on New Route 66, about 50 miles west of Sinatra and 75 miles east of Tom Waits, Swanson struts his swingin' and singin'. He loves Dave Frishberg songs and Johnny Walker in a tumbler. He'd like to hear Kurt Elling cover Stone Temple Pilots. Lonnie Johnson is God.
On his latest full-length release "We Can't Party Like We Used To" (2009 Acoustic SwaneeLand), Swanson pounds out 12 original vocal jazz cuts with a cool retro vibe. His bluesy vocals and tasty guitar licks remind of crooners past and present - Sinatra, Cole, John Pizzarelli come to mind - but his clever songwriting has a leaner, edgier feel to it that puts him squarely in the current century.