Lord I got myself on the pardon board
You know I got denied again
Been on the board three times
Each time I was denied
But I hope in the Good Lord
Lord have mercy on me
They tellin' me the governor was on the board
All around the board looking at them Peter's case
Lord they must have passed mine around
Because they denied me again
Lord have mercy on me
Lord have mercy on me
I've been tryin', I've been tryin', Lord every day of my life
Please Lord have mercy on me
Says I worried, then I worried
They would give me some kind of chance
Please please Lord give 'em hearts to people round the pardon board
And Lord let 'em feel my sorry too
Lord have mercy on me
Hmm...
I fell down on my knee
I prayed, I prayed both night and day
Hoping they would help me Lord
Oh Lord have mercy on my dying soul
Oh Lord oh Lord
Well I know my cases ain't too bad, Lord
I just can't see, just can't see why they did me this way
Lord have mercy on my dying soul
I got a big family on my hands
They's out there in that free world waiting on me to reappear
Oh Lord they want me to return again back to my home
Oh Lord have mercy on me
I got a man told me that he would write
Now a letter to the governor for me
And I hope he would help me, Lord
Praying to the Lord he hear my prayer
I wish that governor would take sides with me
Oh Lord have mercy on me
This all I got to say
To you today
Please help me, Lord
In the name of God.
You know I got denied again
Been on the board three times
Each time I was denied
But I hope in the Good Lord
Lord have mercy on me
They tellin' me the governor was on the board
All around the board looking at them Peter's case
Lord they must have passed mine around
Because they denied me again
Lord have mercy on me
Lord have mercy on me
I've been tryin', I've been tryin', Lord every day of my life
Please Lord have mercy on me
Says I worried, then I worried
They would give me some kind of chance
Please please Lord give 'em hearts to people round the pardon board
And Lord let 'em feel my sorry too
Lord have mercy on me
Hmm...
I fell down on my knee
I prayed, I prayed both night and day
Hoping they would help me Lord
Oh Lord have mercy on my dying soul
Oh Lord oh Lord
Well I know my cases ain't too bad, Lord
I just can't see, just can't see why they did me this way
Lord have mercy on my dying soul
I got a big family on my hands
They's out there in that free world waiting on me to reappear
Oh Lord they want me to return again back to my home
Oh Lord have mercy on me
I got a man told me that he would write
Now a letter to the governor for me
And I hope he would help me, Lord
Praying to the Lord he hear my prayer
I wish that governor would take sides with me
Oh Lord have mercy on me
This all I got to say
To you today
Please help me, Lord
In the name of God.
Contributed by Bernart Bartleby - 2019/6/9 - 10:09
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Parole e musica di Robert Pete Williams (1914-1980), bluesman della Lousiana
Nell'album "Those Prison Blues", pubblicato nel 1959
La storia di Robert Pete Williams è molto simile a quella di Huddie William Ledbetter, detto Lead Belly.
Nato in una poverissima famiglia di sharecroppers, schiavi della terra, il giovane Robert Pete Williams crebbe senza istruzione, raccogliendo cotone e tagliando canna da zucchero. A 20 anni si costruì una chitarra: la cassa era una scatola di metallo, le corde fili di rame. Appena potè, se ne comprò una vera, di quelle a buon mercato. Tra gli anni 30 e i 50 suonò senza sosta alle feste di ogni genere, continuando a lavorare in un deposito di legname a Baton Rouge.
Ma nel 1956 Robert Pete Williams uccise un uomo nel corso di un alterco in un night club. Disse che era stato costretto a difendersi ma non fu creduto e venne condannato all'ergastolo, rinchiuso ad Angola, la prigione statale della Louisiana. Come era già accaduto a Lead Belly, che proprio ad Angola era stato "scoperto" da Alan Lomax, anche Robert Pete Williams fu riscoperto in quello stesso carcere dagli etnomusicologi Harry Oster e Richard Allen, che ne registrarono le esecuzioni e intercessero per la sua liberazione. La prigione a vita gli fu convertita in 12 anni e alla fine del 1958 Williams fu liberato, ma dovendo scontare la pena lavorando a gratis per 80 ore alla settimana. Lo Stato gli riconobbe solo un alloggio e un pasto. Per molti anni ancora, quindi, Robert Pete Williams non potè tornare a suonare continuativamente. Riapparve solo nel 1964, invitato al Newport Folk Festival.
Morì a Rosedale il 31 dicembre del 1980.
Nel 2014 è stato inserito nella Blues Hall of Fame.
Le sue canzoni più famose sono quelle legate alla sua esperienza carceraria.