[LOST TAPE] (1938) Shadow Walkin’ Blues — Robert “Slim Neck” Jenkins скачать в хорошем качестве

[LOST TAPE] (1938) Shadow Walkin’ Blues — Robert “Slim Neck” Jenkins

Step into the haunting soul of 1930s Delta Blues with this lost recording: Shadow Walkin’ Blues by Robert “Slim Neck” Jenkins (1938). This restored lost tape captures the ghostly spirit of abandoned porches, dusty southern roads, late-night sorrow, and raw confession through steel-string guitar and gravel-worn vocals. This video is ideal for listeners who love Delta blues, vintage folk, acoustic storytelling, and old authentic field recordings with emotional depth and traditional roots. If you enjoy artists like Robert Johnson, Son House, Blind Willie McTell, Lead Belly, Skip James, and Charley Patton, this immersive blues relic will speak to you. From cracked vinyl textures to analog tape warmth, this forgotten blues performance invokes real history and the timeless sound of a man alone with his guitar and his ghosts. For people who seek nostalgia, atmospheric music for writing or late nights, and fans of historical recordings preserved from a forgotten America, this lost tape offers a cinematic journey into the deep South of 1938. This video is literally indicated for fans of Delta Blues, acoustic blues, vintage recordings, and listeners searching for authentic old blues sounds with emotional storytelling and early folk roots. Shadow Walkin’ Blues The city went to sleepin', but I ain't layin' down my head Got a secret I can't whisper, a word that shouldn't be said The streetlights are hissing, castin' shadows long and thin Just me and my troubled mind, lookin' at the mess I'm in. Oh, the Devil works the night shift, and I'm Shadow Walkin' Blues Gotta keep my eyes wide open, payin' dues I can't refuse Every alley is a witness, every corner holds a lie Just a long black trench coat and a reason to pass by. I heard a rumor 'bout my woman, somethin' cruel and somethin' cheap The kind of truth that buries a man, six-feet deep She said she was at her Mama's, prayin' for my wicked soul But her shadow was seen dancin', right outside the Gambler's Hole. I clutch this lucky quarter, put my hat down low and tight Hopin' the darkness hides me, from the morning's wicked light The whiskey in my bloodstream just keeps the fear at bay 'Cause when you break the city's rules, brother, you gotta be ready to pay. Oh, the Devil works the night shift, and I'm Shadow Walkin' Blues Gotta keep my eyes wide open, payin' dues I can't refuse Every alley is a witness, every corner holds a lie Just a long black trench coat and a reason to pass by. Got my thin neck stretched out, lookin' for a sign... Just the smoke from my cigarette, and the tickin' of the time... Yeah, the night's got eyes, baby... and they're watchin' me walk by. #deltablues #bluesmusic #vintagemusic #losttapes #oldrecordings #acousticblues #blueslegends #americanroots #fieldrecordings #historyofblues