Clifton Hicks

Banjo Heritage 👉 https://patreon.com/CliftonHicks I learned the early folk ballad "Hiram Hubbard" from Jake Book of Gallatin County, Kentucky. Jake learned it from a recording of Jean Ritchie & Doc Watson (Folkways Records, Smithsonian Folkways Recordings, Library of Congress). Performed here on an 1888 Luscomb banjo tuned gDGBD relative (fCFAC actual). Come all you friends and neighbors a story I will tell (x2) Concerning Hiram Hubbard and how it was he fell. While traveling through this country in sorrow and distress (x2) The rebels overcame him in chains they bound him fast. They took him up the hollow they took him up the hill (x2) To the place of execution where he begged to make his will. They wound their chords around him they bound him to the tree (x2) When the balls passed through his body it was a sight to see! Hiram Hubbard was not guilty I've heard great many say (x2) For he was not in this country but ninety miles away. If you'd like to support my work 👇 👇 👇 👇 Buy music on Bandcamp: http://cliftonhicks.bandcamp.com Order a T-shirt: https://cliftonhicks.myteespring.co/ Donate via PayPal: https://paypal.me/cliftonhicksbanjo Venmo: https://venmo.com/cliftonhicksbanjo Stream on Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/7fQxc3ZY6LTVWkfxvsEPUV iTunes: https://music.apple.com/us/artist/clifton-hicks/1437321931 #banjo #folkmusic #history

Banjo Heritage 👉 https://Patreon.com/CliftonHicks They whipped that n***** to the longleaf pines They whipped that n***** 'til he went stone blind, They whipped that n***** with a line and a rope They whipped that n***** 'til he Buzzard Loped.

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Banjo Heritage 👉 https://Patreon.com/CliftonHicks I learned this song from George Gibson of Knott County, Kentucky. George learned it from his father, Mal Gibson, who played it for him one time, laid the banjo down, and declared, "Son, that was Clay Collins' favorite song." My instrument is a late 1890s S.S. Stewart "Special Thoroughbred" banjo, relatively tuned to gCGCD. Hand me down my old suitcase And all of my dirty clothes, Policeman comes around here tonight Tell him I'm sleeping out of doors. If you see my brother Take him a letter from me, Tell him not to ramble not to gamble Not to leave his happy home. If I'd listened to what my mother said I wouldn't have been here to day, I wouldn't have been in this old jailhouse Rotting my sweet life away. SubscribeStar https://www.subscribestar.com/cliftonhicks Bandcamp http://cliftonhicks.bandcamp.com T-shirts https://teespring.com/stores/clifton-hicks-banjo-heritage PayPal https://paypal.me/cliftonhicksbanjo Venmo https://venmo.com/cliftonhicksbanjo Spotify https://open.spotify.com/artist/7fQxc3ZY6LTVWkfxvsEPUV iTunes https://music.apple.com/us/artist/clifton-hicks/1437321931 Patreon https://patreon.com/CliftonHicks #banjo #folkmusic #history

I composed this song in November of 2004 after learning that one of my closest friends had been killed in Ramadi, Iraq. He was 21 years old. "PFC Dennis J. Miller, 21, was killed Wednesday in Ramadi when a rocket propelled grenade hit his M1A1 Abrams tank, the Pentagon said. Miller was assigned to 2nd Battalion, 72nd Armor Regiment, which deployed from Camp Casey, South Korea." ---------------------------------- ERIE, Michigan — Soldier and Young Husband Deployed Overseas in September was killed in Iraq. Family members of Pfc. Dennis Miller Jr., 21, were notified of the death Thursday morning. “He just felt honored he could serve our country, especially during war,” his wife of 13 months, Kimberly, told The Monroe Evening News. Miller was a 2001 graduate of Mason High School and studied history at Monroe Community College. His mother said her son loved hunting with his father and uncles. “He was a great kid,” Kathy Miller said. “He never was in any trouble.” Miller was the 33rd member of the military from Michigan to die in Iraq. He graduated from basic training and completed M1 Abrams tank training in September, 2003 at Fort Knox, Kentucky, and was stationed in Korea. He was home on leave for two weeks in June and reported to Iraq on Sept. 8. Laura Imhoff, owner of Capt. Harry’s Storehouse Pizza in LaSalle, said Miller had worked for about a year at her business. “He was a wonderful, wonderful kid,” she said. “You couldn’t ask for anyone better. He’d do anything for anyone." ----------------------------------- When I was a boy my momma used to say Don't you the ever let them see you run away I tried to obey the words she said that day But now I'm running and I just can't get away My father drifted away my mother's dead and gone My sister died of shame my brother never came home I've been running so long I just can't run no more Lord I've been running since the day that I was born. I know that thieves can steal I know that liars can lie I guess that I'll be a fool until the day I die I've seen more hard times than I would care to count I know that nobody knows you when you're down and out Lord I never thought that I would live this long And I never thought that I would be this strong I hear the voice of an angel singing my last song Lord I never thought that I would live this long

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Banjo Heritage 👉 https://Patreon.com/CliftonHicks "O, Death" performed by special Halloween guest, Old Leatherstocking! Although Mr. Leatherstocking claims he learned this song from Dock Boggs' great-great grandpaw, experts attribute its composition to Baptist preacher, Lloyd Chandler, circa 1916. It was later recorded by Dock Boggs, Nimrod Workman, and Ralph Stanley. CHORUS O Death O Death, Please spare me over 'til another year! What is this that I can't see With icy hands taking hold of me? I am Death none can excel I open the door to Heaven or Hell... O Death someone would pray Could you call some other day? The children prayed the preacher preached But time & mercy is out of your reach... I'll fix your feet so you can't walk I'll lock your jaw so you can't talk, I'll close your eyes so you can't see This very hour come go with me... Death I come to take the soul I leave the body and leave it cold, I drop the flesh off of the frame The earth and worms both have a claim... O Death consider my age Please don 't take me at this stage My wealth is all at your command If you will move your icy hand... The young the old the rich or poor All alike with me you know No wealth, no land, no silver, no gold Nothing satisfies me but your soul... Mother come to my bed Place a cold towel upon my head, My head is warm my feet is cold Death is moving upon my soul... O Death how you treating me You close my eyes so I can 't see, You hurt my body you make me cold You run my life right out of my soul... SubscribeStar https://www.subscribestar.com/cliftonhicks Bandcamp http://cliftonhicks.bandcamp.com T-shirts https://teespring.com/stores/clifton-hicks-banjo-heritage PayPal https://paypal.me/cliftonhicksbanjo Venmo https://venmo.com/cliftonhicksbanjo Spotify https://open.spotify.com/artist/7fQxc3ZY6LTVWkfxvsEPUV iTunes https://music.apple.com/us/artist/clifton-hicks/1437321931 Patreon https://patreon.com/CliftonHicks

Banjo Heritage 👉 https://Patreon.com/CliftonHicks I learned "Sammie, Where Have you Been So Long" from the 1927 recording of Dock Boggs on Brunswick Records # 131. A newly remastered recording of this appears on The Harry Smith B-Sides compilation released by Dust-to-Digital in 2020. Halfway through the original recording (which is an alternate version of Last Gold Dollar/Mole In the Ground) Boggs transitions from a heavy, juke joint style accompaniment to his more characteristically intricate three-finger picking. The first verses concerning Sammie and his twenty-dollar bill are either by Dock himself or the record producers; additional verses heard in this video are from George Gibson, Orgus "Gran" Hudson, or Clifton Hicks. My instrument is an 1888 Luscomb banjo by Thompson & Odell of Boston, tuned in the neighborhood of fB♭FB♭C (what George Gibson calls "Hook and Line" tuning). SubscribeStar https://www.subscribestar.com/cliftonhicks Bandcamp http://cliftonhicks.bandcamp.com T-shirts https://teespring.com/stores/clifton-hicks-banjo-heritage PayPal https://paypal.me/cliftonhicksbanjo Venmo https://venmo.com/cliftonhicksbanjo Spotify https://open.spotify.com/artist/7fQxc3ZY6LTVWkfxvsEPUV iTunes https://music.apple.com/us/artist/clifton-hicks/1437321931 Patreon https://patreon.com/CliftonHicks #banjo #folkmusic #history

Banjo Heritage 👉 https://Patreon.com/CliftonHicks I'm a poor boy and a long old ways from home (x2) I'm a poor boy I got nowhere to go My clothes is so ragged I got no winter shoes (x2) I'm going where them chilly winds don't blow I may have to ride the blinds woman I ain't got a long time (x2) But I'm going where the water drinks like wine I wonder what my honey thinks of me (x2) I wonder if she'd answer if I call Won't you hand me down that long distance phone (x2) Let me talk to that woman at home You left me woman without a dollar to my name (x2) You left me with my clothes all in bond I learned this song from a recording of Virgil Anderson made at Berea, Kentucky in on 30 March 1985. SubscribeStar https://www.subscribestar.com/cliftonhicks Bandcamp http://cliftonhicks.bandcamp.com T-shirts https://teespring.com/stores/clifton-hicks-banjo-heritage PayPal https://paypal.me/cliftonhicksbanjo Venmo https://venmo.com/cliftonhicksbanjo Spotify https://open.spotify.com/artist/7fQxc3ZY6LTVWkfxvsEPUV iTunes https://music.apple.com/us/artist/clifton-hicks/1437321931 Patreon https://patreon.com/CliftonHicks