Corrina, Corrina

On his "Freewheelin' Bob Dylan album, released almost exactly 47 years ago  (May 27, 1963),  Dylan, included his version of Corrina, Corrina- and a very good one too -- in the style of Robert Johnson.

the lyrics go:

Corrina, Corrina

Corrina, Corrina,
Gal, where you been so long?
Corrina, Corrina,
Gal, where you been so long?
I been worryin' 'bout you, baby,
Baby, please come home.

I got a bird that whistles,
I got a bird that sings.
I got a bird that whistles,
I got a bird that sings.
But I ain't a-got Corrina,
Life don't mean a thing.

Corrina, Corrina,
Gal, you're on my mind.
Corrina, Corrina,
Gal, you're on my mind.
I'm a-thinkin' 'bout you, baby,
I just can't keep from crying.

I wrote my own, more topical, lyrics to this melody retitled: 

Corona, Corona

Corona Corona,
Where did you come from?
Corona Corona,
Where did you come from?
I feel so lonesome
All locked up in my home.

I can't get me no lovin'
Can't go out for a beer.
I can't get me no lovin'
Can't go out for a beer.
I feel I'm in a prison
with Corona here.

Corona Corona,
Please won't you go away?
Corona Corona,
Please won't you go away?
I spend all my long nights
Praying for that day.

Can anyone else write some lyrics?

lol!

Nice. I also found a perhaps typical version that felt so lively;

My next song on that playlist would be:

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Yeah, Corrine, Corrina's been around a long time and was part of Dylan's influence.    Personally I much prefer Dylan's blues interpretation over the Country and Western ones.

1929

That's just bizarre.

That's definitely C&W.

@batgirl, I personally prefer the Bob Dylan version as well. I once mentioned in another thread that I loved the sound of the harp or the harmonica, so that was a treat as well.

I always knew John B. Sebasian of the Lovin' Spoonful was a studio harmonica player.  Just the other day I learned his father, also John Sebastian, minus the B.,  was a classical harmonica player. I wasn't even aware such a thing existed... but apparently, Big John was a pioneer in that field, and a highly respected one.

John Sebastian  (father):

John B. Sebastian (Son):

What a day for a daydream!

And the Robert Johnson inspiration:

Lyrics:

I got stones in my passway
And my road seem dark as night
I got stones in my passway
And my road seem dark as night
I have pains in my hearts
They have taken my appetite

I have a bird to whistle
And I have a bird to sing
Have a bird to whistle
And I have a bird to sing
I got a woman that I'm loving
Boy, but she don't mean a thing

My enemies have betrayed me
Have overtaken poor Bob at last
My enemies have betrayed me
Have overtaken poor Bob at last
And here's one thing certainly
They have stones all in my pass

Now you trying to take my life
And all my loving too
You laid a passway for me
Now what are you trying to do?
I'm crying please
Please let us be friends
And when you hear me howling in my passway, rider
Please open your door and let me in

I got three legs to truck home
Boys, please don't block my road
I got three legs to truck home
Boys, please don't block my road
I've been feeling ashamed 'bout my rider
Babe, I'm booked and I got to go
...
For those wondering what the lyrics mean, well, like most songs the lyrics are open to interpretation. But considering the occult's notable influence on Robert's music the lyrics could be interpreted as such:

Someone has laid a very dark spell on Robert, there's a spirit suppressing his soul, depressing him essentially, and only singing helps him. He can sense darkness engulfing his life, essentially his mojo is weakening from it, so he's crying out for some decency and mercy before his life is lost. But he's still going, making his music.

In the company of 2 John Sebastians, Bob Dylan, Robert Johnson, Bo Carter and Willie Nelson,  Al Yankovic would be out of his depths I'm afraid.

Thanks. Of all the early bluesmen, Johnson has always been my favorite.

“Can’t get me no lovin..”

Batgirl has the soul of bluesman..

No, just the blues.

Another less fantastical reading would be as follows:

I got stones in my passway
And my road seem dark as night
I got stones in my passway
And my road seem dark as night
I have pains in my hearts
They have taken my appetite
[Folk are wishing me ill, it breaks my heart so that I've no appetites.]

I have a bird to whistle
And I have a bird to sing
Have a bird to whistle
And I have a bird to sing
I got a woman that I'm loving
Boy, but she don't mean a thing
[I have entertainers by my side, but they don't mean a thing.]

My enemies have betrayed me
Have overtaken poor Bob at last
My enemies have betrayed me
Have overtaken poor Bob at last
And here's one thing certainly
They have stones all in my pass
[My friends have worked against me, and laid traps for me.]

Now you trying to take my life
And all my loving too
You laid a passway for me
Now what are you trying to do?
I'm crying please
Please let us be friends
[Pleading for some decency from said friends, lest he cease to believe in humanity.]
And when you hear me howling in my passway, rider
Please open your door and let me in
[This could be referring to a spiritual guard, as in God or a god. Or it could be referring to his lover, whom he might also be implicating in the crimes committed against him, or is most likely acknowledging her as the only real friend he has left, and his yearning to be with her.]

I got three legs to truck home
Boys, please don't block my road
I got three legs to truck home
Boys, please don't block my road
I've been feeling ashamed 'bout my rider
Babe, I'm booked and I got to go
[He just wants to get home to his rider whom he hasn't been giving enough attention to, and whom he hasn't been entirely faithful to.]

...

Stones In My Passway could easily be a love letter. Robert's recalling of the perils he's faced on the road, his confessions about his weak moments, his predictions of tragedy, and how above it all she still being the last person he'd want to be with.

Love letter - blues style

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I know pretty much nothing about Robert Johnson, but I realized "the rider" appears in at least one other song of his.

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