La cançó de la setmana (IV): Hey Joe!

Un altre outsider del rock'nd roll. Des dels inicis del punk, fins a un rock melòdic, passant pel rythm and blues i el folk. Una mescla peculiar d'un novaiorquès passat per Nova Orleans, amb arrels d'espanglish flamenc i rock en estat pur. M'agraden els mestissatges. I les veus singulars, fàcilment reconegsibles (cosa que no passa avui dia amb molts grups i cantants: són clònics de clònics). I la versió que en Willy de Ville va fer del Hey Joe del Jimmy Hendrix, m'encanta. Podia posar també la que va fer amb Celtas Cortos de "Cuentame un cuento". Us la deixo a sota, acompanyada d'un gravació d'un concert a Cerdanyola de ja fa uns anys. I és que a You Tube hi ha de tot!





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Hey, Joe! (la del Hendrix)

Hey, Joe,
Oh where you're goin' with that gun in your . . .?
Hey, Joe,
I said, where you goin' with that gun in your hand?"

"I'm goin' down to shoot my old lady.
You know I caught her messin' 'round with another man.
Yeah, I'm goin' down to shoot my old lady.
You know I caught her messin' 'round with another man.
Huh, and that ain't too cool."

"Hey, Joe,
I heard you shot your woman down,
You shot her down, now.
Hey, Joe,
I heard you shot your old lady down,
shot her down to the ground."

"Yes I did, I shot her.
You know I caught her messin' 'round, messin' 'round town.
Yes I did, I shot her.
You know I caught my old lady messin' 'round town,
And I gave her the gun.
I shot her."

"Alright,
Show them one more time again, baby
Yeah,
Oh . . ."

"Hey, Joe,
Where you gonna run to now?
Where you gonna run to?
Hey, Joe, I said,
Where you gonna run to now?
Where you . . . where you gonna go?"

"Well, dig,
I'm goin' way down south,
Way down to Mexico way.
Alright!
I'm goin' way down south,
Way down where I can be free.
Ain't no one gonna find me.
Ain't no hangman gonna,
He ain't gonna put a rope around me
You better believe it right now! I gotta go now."

"Hey, hey Joe,
You better run on down
Goodbye everybody .