For her true love went a-huntin' and he shot in the dark
But oh and alas, Polly Vaughn was his mark.
She had her apron wrapped about her and he took her for a swan
Oh and alas, it was she, Polly Vaughn.
He ran up beside her when he found it was she
His legs they grew weak and his eyes could not see
He embraced her in his arms when he found she was dead
And a fountain of tears for his true love he shed.
Oh, she had her apron wrapped about her and he took her for a swan
Oh an' alas, it was she, Polly Vaughn.
He took her in his arms and home ran he
Crying "Father, dear father, I've shot fair Polly
I've shot that fair female in the bloom of her life
And I always intended to make her my wife."
"She had her apron wrapped about her and I took her for a swan
Oh and alas, it was she, Polly Vaughn."
Midnight in his chamber, Polly Vaughn did appear
Crying "Jimmy, oh Jimmy, you have nothing to fear
Stay in your country till your trial comes on
You shall not be convicted for what you have done."
"For I had my apron wrapped about me and you took me for a swan
But oh an' alas, it was I, Polly Vaughn."
In the midst of his trial, Polly Vaughn did appear
Crying, "Uncle, dear Uncle, Jimmy Randall must be cleared."
The judge and the lawyers stood around in a row
Polly Vaughn in the middle like a fountain of snow.
She had her apron wrapped about her and he took her for a swan
Oh an' alas, it was she, Polly Vaughn.
5:25
Duncan And Brady
Well, a twinkle, twinkle, little star
Well, a-twinkle, twinkle, little star
Well, along comes Brady in his 'lectric car
Well, he got a mean look right in his eye
Gonna shoot somebody jus' to see him die
Well, he been on the job too long
Well, Duncan, Duncan was tending the bar
Well, along come Brady with his shiny star
Well, Brady says, "Duncan, you are under arrest"
Hmmm Duncan shot a hole right in Brady's chest
Yes, he been on the job too long
Well, Brady, Brady, Brady
Well, you know you done wrong
Well, breaking in here while my games goin' on
Well, breaking down the windows, knocking' down the door
Uh-huh, now you lyin' dead on the barroom floor
Yes, you been on the job too long
Well, Old King Brady was a big fat man
Doctor reached out, grab hold of his hand
Felt for his pulse, "Doctor," he said
"I believe, to my soul, King Brady's dead
Yes, he been on the job too long"
Well, high-tailed carriages standin' all around
Well, just takin' Brady to his buryin' ground
Well, high-tailed carriages, rubber-tired hack
Now take him to the graveyard, ain't goin' to bring him back
Yes, he been on the job too long
Well, Women all heard King Brady was dead
Go back home and they rerag in red
Come slippin', slidin, and shufflin' down the street
In their big Mother Hubbards and their stocking feet
He been on the job too long
Well, Brady, Brady well you know you done wrong
Well, breaking in here while my gigs goin' on
Well, breaking down the windows, knocking' down the door
And, now you lyin' dead on the barroom floor
Yes, You been on the job too long
9:12
Kaatskill Serenade :David Bromberg
Where are the men that I used to sport with
What has become of my beautiful town
Wolf, my old friend, even you don't know me
This must be the end, my house is tumbled down
My land it was rich, but I wouldn't work it
I guess I made a shrew of my wife
My duty clear, I could always find some way to shirk it
I dreamed away the best years of my life
Seems like only this morning, I went up into the mountain
No word of warning, just her usual curse
I hated the house, with all her nagging and shouting
But to be in this strange world was a thousand times worse
Where are the men that I used to sport with
What has become of my beautiful town
Wolf, my old friend, even you don't know me
This must be the end, my house is tumbled down
He called me by name, he bought me that cheaply
He called me by name, I didn't know what to think
I watched their loud games, and oh, I drink deeply
Though no-one had ever asked me to drink
And you know that stolen liquor, it was sweeter than whiskey
Many times quicker, just to put me to sleep
That drinking with strangers can be very risky
My sleep it was long, it was twenty years deep
Where are the men that I used to sport with
What has become of my beautiful town
Wolf, my old friend, even you don't know me
This must be the end, my house is tumbled down
16:00
Miss the Mississippi and You :Jimmie Rodgers
I'm growing tired of the big city's lights
Tired of the glamor and tired of the sights
In all my dreams I am roaming once more
Back to my home on the old river shore
I am sad and weary far away from home
Miss the Mississippi and you, dear
Days are dark and dreary everywhere I roam
Miss the Mississippi and you
Rolling the wide world over
Always alone and blue, blue
Nothing seems to cheer me under heaven's dome
Miss the Mississippi and you
(Oh-del-lay-ee-oh-del-lay-ee
Dee-oh-lay-ee-oh-del-lay-ee
Oh-del-lay-ee-oh-del-lay-ee-oh-del-ee-del-lay-ee)
Memories are bringing happy days of yore
Miss the Mississippi and you
Mockingbirds are singing 'round the cabin door
Miss the Mississippi and you
Rolling the wide world over Always alone and blue, so blue Longing for my homeland, muddy water shore Miss the Mississippi and you (Oh-del-lay-ee-oh-del-lay-ee Dee-oh-lay-ee-oh-del-lay-ee)22:33
This was the album that Dylan started to record in 1992, that was later scrapped in favour of the solo acoustic performances which became the 'Good As I Been To You' album. A 4-track 'sampler' from these sessions emerged in 2002. Sadly, it now seems that no more of a complete tape will be forthcoming, despite it's existence being known.
JUNE 2006 UPDATE: Here's some new information, coming from 'The Bob Dylan Encyclopedia' by Michael Gray. Under the entry for David Bromberg (page 89), he give a more detailed list of songs recorded by Bob Dylan at these 1992 sessions than has ever been reported before:
1. Hey Joe (maybe a warm up/fragment, or not recorded at all?)
2. Mobile Line
3. Just Because
4. Field Of Stone (Would You Lay With Me)
5. Annie's Song
6. Jugband Song
7. Rock Me Baby
8. Send Me To The 'lectric Chair
9. Gotta Do My Time
10. Su Su's Got A Mohawk
11. Northeast Texas Woman
12. Sail On
13. Can't Lose What You Never Had
14. World Of Fools
15. Everybody's Crying Mercy
16. Tennessee Blues
17. Summer Wages
18. Casey Jones
19. Morning Blues
20. Young Westley
21. The Lady Came From Baltimore
22. New Lee Highway Blues
23. Rise Again
24. Duncan & Brady
25. The Main Street Moan
26. Nobody's Fault But Mine
27. Miss The Mississippi & You (currently circulating)
28. Sloppy Drunk (currently circulating)
29. Kaatskill Serenade (currently circulating)
30. Polly Vaughn (currently circulating)
Looks like we'd have 2 discs worth of material if these came into circulation.
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Here's some session information which I compiled a while back, taken from ISIS magazine:
ISIS #85 TWM 1462: 4248 9th May 1999 Page 9
4248: THE ACME STUDIOS, CHICAGO, JUNE 1992 SESSIONS
These sessions with Dave Bromberg, have not been mentioned in this column for some time, so here are the various references: 2359, 2362, 2366, 2378 and 2445.
The musicians on these sessions included a horn section of: Peter Ecklund (trumpet), Curtis Linberg (trombone) and John Firmin (tenor saxophone and claranet). The rhythm section consisted of: Butch Amiot (bass), Chris Cameron (keyboards) and Richard Crooks (drums), who also played on 'Blood On the Tracks'. Other musicians were: Jeff Wisor (fiddle and mandolin), Dick Fegy (mandolin) and Glenn Lowe (guitar). These are in addition to Dave Bromberg, of course. There was a choir, as previously reported, but this was only for one of the sessions. Also, a zydeco accordian player came in for one song; this was NORTH EAST TEXAN WOMAN. This title adds to previous information, as do a few others below.
A number of chicago blues songs were done, mainly Muddy waters material, as well as some Jimmie Rogers material, such as MISS THE MISSISSIPPI AND YOU, and some Dave Bromberg songs, such as KAATSKILL SERENADE and SLOPPY DRUNK. HEY JOE was a warm-up song and, as previously reported, POLLY VAUGHN was recorded. Dylan, who drove out from Los Angeles in a "truck" (perhaps a camper van?), is quoted as saying, at one session, 'I've made too many records". Dylan was looking for a "live" sound, that is, all the musicians playing together at one time in the same room. For at least some of the recordings, the musicians sat in a circle in the studio to record, including Dylan. Though not too talkative, Dylan did hang out a bit with the session musicians and the crew.
Ian Woodward.
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13265 Acme Recording
Chicago, Illinois
Early/Mid June 1992
Produced by David Bromberg.
1. I'll Rise Again (trad.)
2. Nobody's Fault But Mine (Blind Willie Johnson)
3. Lady Came From Baltimore (trad.)
4. Polly Vaughan (trad.)
5. Casey Jones (trad.)
6. Duncan And Brady (trad.)
7. Kaatskill Serenade (David Bromberg)
8. World Of Fools (David Bromberg)
1-2, 4-8 Bob Dylan (vocal & guitar) backed by David Bromberg (guitar) and his band.
2 Bob Dylan (vocal) and David Bromberg (acoustic guitar).
1-2 Chicago South Side Gospel Choir
Note. No known recording in general circulation from this session.
References.
Mix, November 1992.
Clinton Heylin: The Recording Sessions 1960-1994. St. Martins Press 1995, pp. 189– 91.
Clinton Heylin: Bob Dylan: Behind The Shades. Take Two. Viking 2000, pp. 672–673.
Session info updated 26 February 1993.
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Therefore, these are the tracks known to have been recorded -
1. North East Texas Woman
2. Miss The Mississippi & You
3. Kaatskill Serenade
4. Sloppy Drunk
5. Polly Vaughn
6. I'll Rise Again
7. Nobody's Fault But Mine
8. Lady Came From Baltimore
9. Casey Jones
10. Duncan & Brady
11. World Of Fools
I've omitted 'Hey Joe' from the list since it was described as a 'warm up' and may or may not have been recorded.
Thanks to Emily for correcting some of the band member's names, and my spelling of 'Kaatskill Serenade'! ;-)
August 11th 2004 Update:
In 'The Recording Sessions', Clinton Heylin suggests that it could be very likely that 'Little Maggie' was also recorded, so I suppose it's worth mentioning here.
There was also mutterings of a video (!) from these sessions turning up. As of October 2005, nothing more has surfaced, sadly.
For her true love went a-huntin' and he shot in the dark
But oh and alas, Polly Vaughn was his mark.
She had her apron wrapped about her and he took her for a swan
Oh and alas, it was she, Polly Vaughn.
He ran up beside her when he found it was she
His legs they grew weak and his eyes could not see
He embraced her in his arms when he found she was dead
And a fountain of tears for his true love he shed.
Oh, she had her apron wrapped about her and he took her for a swan
Oh an' alas, it was she, Polly Vaughn.
He took her in his arms and home ran he
Crying "Father, dear father, I've shot fair Polly
I've shot that fair female in the bloom of her life
And I always intended to make her my wife."
"She had her apron wrapped about her and I took her for a swan
Oh and alas, it was she, Polly Vaughn."
Midnight in his chamber, Polly Vaughn did appear
Crying "Jimmy, oh Jimmy, you have nothing to fear
Stay in your country till your trial comes on
You shall not be convicted for what you have done."
"For I had my apron wrapped about me and you took me for a swan
But oh an' alas, it was I, Polly Vaughn."
In the midst of his trial, Polly Vaughn did appear
Crying, "Uncle, dear Uncle, Jimmy Randall must be cleared."
The judge and the lawyers stood around in a row
Polly Vaughn in the middle like a fountain of snow.
She had her apron wrapped about her and he took her for a swan
Oh an' alas, it was she, Polly Vaughn.
5:25
Duncan And Brady
Well, a twinkle, twinkle, little star
Well, a-twinkle, twinkle, little star
Well, along comes Brady in his 'lectric car
Well, he got a mean look right in his eye
Gonna shoot somebody jus' to see him die
Well, he been on the job too long
Well, Duncan, Duncan was tending the bar
Well, along come Brady with his shiny star
Well, Brady says, "Duncan, you are under arrest"
Hmmm Duncan shot a hole right in Brady's chest
Yes, he been on the job too long
Well, Brady, Brady, Brady
Well, you know you done wrong
Well, breaking in here while my games goin' on
Well, breaking down the windows, knocking' down the door
Uh-huh, now you lyin' dead on the barroom floor
Yes, you been on the job too long
Well, Old King Brady was a big fat man
Doctor reached out, grab hold of his hand
Felt for his pulse, "Doctor," he said
"I believe, to my soul, King Brady's dead
Yes, he been on the job too long"
Well, high-tailed carriages standin' all around
Well, just takin' Brady to his buryin' ground
Well, high-tailed carriages, rubber-tired hack
Now take him to the graveyard, ain't goin' to bring him back
Yes, he been on the job too long
Well, Women all heard King Brady was dead
Go back home and they rerag in red
Come slippin', slidin, and shufflin' down the street
In their big Mother Hubbards and their stocking feet
He been on the job too long
Well, Brady, Brady well you know you done wrong
Well, breaking in here while my gigs goin' on
Well, breaking down the windows, knocking' down the door
And, now you lyin' dead on the barroom floor
Yes, You been on the job too long
9:12
Kaatskill Serenade :David Bromberg
Where are the men that I used to sport with
What has become of my beautiful town
Wolf, my old friend, even you don't know me
This must be the end, my house is tumbled down
My land it was rich, but I wouldn't work it
I guess I made a shrew of my wife
My duty clear, I could always find some way to shirk it
I dreamed away the best years of my life
Seems like only this morning, I went up into the mountain
No word of warning, just her usual curse
I hated the house, with all her nagging and shouting
But to be in this strange world was a thousand times worse
Where are the men that I used to sport with
What has become of my beautiful town
Wolf, my old friend, even you don't know me
This must be the end, my house is tumbled down
He called me by name, he bought me that cheaply
He called me by name, I didn't know what to think
I watched their loud games, and oh, I drink deeply
Though no-one had ever asked me to drink
And you know that stolen liquor, it was sweeter than whiskey
Many times quicker, just to put me to sleep
That drinking with strangers can be very risky
My sleep it was long, it was twenty years deep
Where are the men that I used to sport with
What has become of my beautiful town
Wolf, my old friend, even you don't know me
This must be the end, my house is tumbled down
16:00
Miss the Mississippi and You :Jimmie Rodgers
I'm growing tired of the big city's lights
Tired of the glamor and tired of the sights
In all my dreams I am roaming once more
Back to my home on the old river shore
I am sad and weary far away from home
Miss the Mississippi and you, dear
Days are dark and dreary everywhere I roam
Miss the Mississippi and you
Rolling the wide world over
Always alone and blue, blue
Nothing seems to cheer me under heaven's dome
Miss the Mississippi and you
(Oh-del-lay-ee-oh-del-lay-ee
Dee-oh-lay-ee-oh-del-lay-ee
Oh-del-lay-ee-oh-del-lay-ee-oh-del-ee-del-lay-ee)
Memories are bringing happy days of yore
Miss the Mississippi and you
Mockingbirds are singing 'round the cabin door
Miss the Mississippi and you
Rolling the wide world over Always alone and blue, so blue Longing for my homeland, muddy water shore Miss the Mississippi and you (Oh-del-lay-ee-oh-del-lay-ee Dee-oh-lay-ee-oh-del-lay-ee) 22:33
For her true love went a-huntin' and he shot in the dark
But oh and alas, Polly Vaughn was his mark.
She had her apron wrapped about her and he took her for a swan
Oh and alas, it was she, Polly Vaughn.
He ran up beside her when he found it was she
His legs they grew weak and his eyes could not see
He embraced her in his arms when he found she was dead
And a fountain of tears for his true love he shed.
Oh, she had her apron wrapped about her and he took her for a swan
Oh an' alas, it was she, Polly Vaughn.
He took her in his arms and home ran he
Crying "Father, dear father, I've shot fair Polly
I've shot that fair female in the bloom of her life
And I always intended to make her my wife."
"She had her apron wrapped about her and I took her for a swan
Oh and alas, it was she, Polly Vaughn."
Midnight in his chamber, Polly Vaughn did appear
Crying "Jimmy, oh Jimmy, you have nothing to fear
Stay in your country till your trial comes on
You shall not be convicted for what you have done."
"For I had my apron wrapped about me and you took me for a swan
But oh an' alas, it was I, Polly Vaughn."
In the midst of his trial, Polly Vaughn did appear
Crying, "Uncle, dear Uncle, Jimmy Randall must be cleared."
The judge and the lawyers stood around in a row
Polly Vaughn in the middle like a fountain of snow.
She had her apron wrapped about her and he took her for a swan
Oh an' alas, it was she, Polly Vaughn.
5:25
Duncan And Brady
Well, a twinkle, twinkle, little star
Well, a-twinkle, twinkle, little star
Well, along comes Brady in his 'lectric car
Well, he got a mean look right in his eye
Gonna shoot somebody jus' to see him die
Well, he been on the job too long
Well, Duncan, Duncan was tending the bar
Well, along come Brady with his shiny star
Well, Brady says, "Duncan, you are under arrest"
Hmmm Duncan shot a hole right in Brady's chest
Yes, he been on the job too long
Well, Brady, Brady, Brady
Well, you know you done wrong
Well, breaking in here while my games goin' on
Well, breaking down the windows, knocking' down the door
Uh-huh, now you lyin' dead on the barroom floor
Yes, you been on the job too long
Well, Old King Brady was a big fat man
Doctor reached out, grab hold of his hand
Felt for his pulse, "Doctor," he said
"I believe, to my soul, King Brady's dead
Yes, he been on the job too long"
Well, high-tailed carriages standin' all around
Well, just takin' Brady to his buryin' ground
Well, high-tailed carriages, rubber-tired hack
Now take him to the graveyard, ain't goin' to bring him back
Yes, he been on the job too long
Well, Women all heard King Brady was dead
Go back home and they rerag in red
Come slippin', slidin, and shufflin' down the street
In their big Mother Hubbards and their stocking feet
He been on the job too long
Well, Brady, Brady well you know you done wrong
Well, breaking in here while my gigs goin' on
Well, breaking down the windows, knocking' down the door
And, now you lyin' dead on the barroom floor
Yes, You been on the job too long
9:12
Kaatskill Serenade :David Bromberg
Where are the men that I used to sport with
What has become of my beautiful town
Wolf, my old friend, even you don't know me
This must be the end, my house is tumbled down
My land it was rich, but I wouldn't work it
I guess I made a shrew of my wife
My duty clear, I could always find some way to shirk it
I dreamed away the best years of my life
Seems like only this morning, I went up into the mountain
No word of warning, just her usual curse
I hated the house, with all her nagging and shouting
But to be in this strange world was a thousand times worse
Where are the men that I used to sport with
What has become of my beautiful town
Wolf, my old friend, even you don't know me
This must be the end, my house is tumbled down
He called me by name, he bought me that cheaply
He called me by name, I didn't know what to think
I watched their loud games, and oh, I drink deeply
Though no-one had ever asked me to drink
And you know that stolen liquor, it was sweeter than whiskey
Many times quicker, just to put me to sleep
That drinking with strangers can be very risky
My sleep it was long, it was twenty years deep
Where are the men that I used to sport with
What has become of my beautiful town
Wolf, my old friend, even you don't know me
This must be the end, my house is tumbled down
16:00
Miss the Mississippi and You :Jimmie Rodgers
I'm growing tired of the big city's lights
Tired of the glamor and tired of the sights
In all my dreams I am roaming once more
Back to my home on the old river shore
I am sad and weary far away from home
Miss the Mississippi and you, dear
Days are dark and dreary everywhere I roam
Miss the Mississippi and you
Rolling the wide world over
Always alone and blue, blue
Nothing seems to cheer me under heaven's dome
Miss the Mississippi and you
(Oh-del-lay-ee-oh-del-lay-ee
Dee-oh-lay-ee-oh-del-lay-ee
Oh-del-lay-ee-oh-del-lay-ee-oh-del-ee-del-lay-ee)
Memories are bringing happy days of yore
Miss the Mississippi and you
Mockingbirds are singing 'round the cabin door
Miss the Mississippi and you
Rolling the wide world over Always alone and blue, so blue Longing for my homeland, muddy water shore Miss the Mississippi and you (Oh-del-lay-ee-oh-del-lay-ee Dee-oh-lay-ee-oh-del-lay-ee) 22:33
This song is from the perspective of Rip Van Winkle, main character from the classic tale of the same name by Washington Irving. The tale is of a man who avoids work at all costs, and one day goes up into… Read More
[Chorus] Where are the men that I used to sport with What has become of my beautiful town Wolf, my old friend, even you don't know me This must be the end, my house is tumbled down
[Chorus] Where are the men that I used to sport with What has become of my beautiful town Wolf, my old friend, even you don't know me This must be the end, my house is tumbled down
[Verse] He called me by name, he bought me that cheaply He called me by name, I didn't know what to think I watched their loud games, and oh, I drink deeply Though no-one had ever asked me to drink
[Verse] And you know that stolen liquor, it was sweeter than whiskey Many times quicker, just to put me to sleep That drinking with strangers can be very risky My sleep it was long, it was twenty years deep
[Chorus] Where are the men that I used to sport with What has become of my beautiful town Wolf, my old friend, even you don't know me This must be the end, my house is tumbled down
現在ブロムバーグはデラウェア州のウィルミントンに妻であるNancy Josephsonと住んでおり、バイオリン工房を営んでいる。[7]また、自らが出資者でもあるウィルミントンのGrand Opera Houseや、"the new World Cafe Live at the refurbished Queen Theatre"での演奏もしている.[要出典]