{"id":281,"date":"2005-01-19T23:35:17","date_gmt":"2005-01-19T23:35:17","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/disc.library.emory.edu\/americanroutes\/archive\/amroutesclass\/lyrics\/pines\/"},"modified":"2023-08-24T11:07:01","modified_gmt":"2023-08-24T11:07:01","slug":"pines","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/scholarblogs.emory.edu\/americanroutes\/lyrics\/pines\/","title":{"rendered":"In The Pines"},"content":{"rendered":"<h3 id=\"lead-belly\">&#8220;Black Girl&#8221; by Lead Belly (ca. 1947)<\/h3>\n<h4>Recorded for Folkways Records. Reissued on <i>Lead Belly: Where Did You Sleep Last Night. Lead Belly Legacy, vol 1<\/i>. (Smithsonian Folkways Recordings, 1996)<\/h4>\n<pre>Black girl, black girl, don't lie to me \r\nTell me where did you sleep last night \r\nIn the pines, in the pines, where the sun never shines \r\n\r\nI will shiver the whole night through.\r\nBlack girl, black girl, where will you go? \r\nI'm going where the cold wind blows \r\nIn the pines, in the pines, where the sun never shines \r\n\r\nI will shiver the whole night through.\r\nBlack girl, black girl, don't lie to me \r\nTell me where did you sleep last night \r\nIn the pines, in the pines, where the sun never shines \r\n\r\nI will shiver the whole night through.\r\nMy husband was a railroad man \r\nkilled a mile and a half from here \r\nHis head was found in a driver's wheel \r\n\r\nAnd his body haven't never been found.\r\nBlack girl, black girl, where will you go? \r\n\r\nI'm going where the cold wind blows \r\nYou caused me to weep and you caused me to moan \r\nYou caused me to leave my home.<\/pre>\n<h3 id=\"baez\">&#8220;In the Pines&#8221; by Joan Baez<\/h3>\n<h4>Recorded in 1961. <i>Very Early Joan<\/i> (Vanguard Records, 1988)<\/h4>\n<pre>Black girl, black girl, don't lie to me \r\ntell me where did you sleep last night \r\nIn the pines, in the pines where the sun never shines \r\nI shivered the whole night through \r\n\r\nMy father was a railroad man \r\nkilled a mile-and-a-half from town \r\nHis head was found neath the driver's wheel \r\nhis body has never been found \r\n\r\nYou caused me to weep, you caused me to moan \r\nyou caused me to leave my home \r\nBlack girl, black girl, where will you go \r\nI'll go where the cold winds moan \r\n\r\nIn the pines, in the pines, where the sun never shines \r\nI'll shiver the whole night through \r\nThe longest train I ever saw was a hundred coaches long \r\nAnd the only boy I ever loved is on that train and gone. \r\n\r\nBlack girl, black girl, don't lie to me \r\ntell me where did you sleep last night \r\nIn the pines, in the pines where the sun never shines \r\nI shivered the whole night through<\/pre>\n<h3 id=\"monroe\">&#8220;In the Pines&#8221; by Bill Monroe (1952)<\/h3>\n<h4><em>The Best of Bill Monroe<\/em> (MCA 1999).<\/h4>\n<pre>The longest train I ever saw\r\n Went down that Georgia line\r\n The engine passed at six o'clock\r\n And the cab passed by at nine\r\n\r\nIn the pines, in the pines\r\n Where the sun never shines\r\n And we shiver when the cold wind blows\r\n Who who hoo hoo hoo, who who hoo hoo hoo\r\n\r\nI asked my captain for the time of day\r\n He said he throwed his watch away\r\n A long steel rail and a short cross tie\r\n I'm on my way back home\r\n\r\nIn the pines, in the pines\r\n Where the sun never shines\r\n And we shiver when the cold wind blows\r\n Who who hoo hoo hoo, who who hoo hoo hoo\r\n\r\nLittle girl, little girl, what have I done\r\n That makes you treat me so?\r\n You caused me to weep, you caused me to mourn\r\n You caused me to leave my home\r\n\r\nIn the pines, in the pines\r\n Where the sun never shines\r\n And we shiver when the cold wind blows\r\n Who who hoo hoo hoo, who who hoo hoo hoo<\/pre>\n<h3 id=\"holcomb\">&#8220;In the Pines&#8221; by Roscoe Holcomb (ca. 1964)<\/h3>\n<h4>Recorded by John Cohen. <em>Roscoe Holcomb: The High Lonesome Sound<\/em> (Smithsonian Folkways Recordings, 1998)<\/h4>\n<pre>In the pines, in the pines\r\nwhere the sun it never shines\r\nand I shiver when the cold wind blows\r\n\r\nLittle girl, little girl, don't lie to me\r\nsaying honey, where'd you stay last night\r\n\r\nI stayed in the pines, where the sun don't never shine\r\nsaid I shivered when the cold wind blows\r\n\r\nLook up, look down that lonesome road\r\nhang down your little head and cry\r\nIf you love me as I do you\r\nwould you go with me or die<\/pre>\n<h3 id=\"nirvana\">&#8220;Where Did You Sleep Last Night&#8221; by Nirvana (1993)<\/h3>\n<h4><em>Nirvana: Unplugged in New York <\/em>(DCG CD 24727, 1994)<\/h4>\n<pre>My girl, my girl, don't lie to me\r\nTell me where did you sleep last night\r\n\r\nIn the pines, in the pines\r\nWhere the sun don't ever shine\r\nI would shiver the whole night through\r\n\r\nMy girl, my girl, where will you go\r\nI'm going where the cold wind blows\r\n\r\nIn the pines, in the pines\r\nWhere the sun don't ever shine\r\nI would shiver the whole night through\r\n\r\nHer husband, was a hard working man\r\nJust about a mile from here\r\nHis head was found in a driving wheel\r\nBut his body never was found\r\n\r\nMy girl, my girl, don't lie to me\r\nTell me where did you sleep last night\r\n\r\nIn the pines, in the pines\r\nWhere the sun don't ever shine\r\nI would shiver the whole night through\r\n\r\nMy girl, my girl, where will you go\r\nI'm going where the cold wind blows\r\n\r\nIn the pines, in the pines\r\nWhere the sun don't ever shine\r\nI would shiver the whole night through\r\n\r\nMy girl, my girl, don't lie to me\r\nTell me where did you sleep last night\r\n\r\nIn the pines, in the pines\r\nWhere the sun don't ever shine\r\nI would shiver the whole night through\r\n\r\nMy girl, my girl, where will you go\r\nI'm going where the cold wind blows\r\n\r\nIn the pines, in the pines\r\nWhere the sun don't ever shine\r\nI would shiver the whole night through<\/pre>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&#8220;Black Girl&#8221; by Lead Belly (ca. 1947) Recorded for Folkways Records. Reissued on Lead Belly: Where Did You Sleep Last Night. Lead Belly Legacy, vol 1. (Smithsonian Folkways Recordings, 1996) Black girl, black girl, don&#8217;t lie to me Tell me where did you sleep last night In the pines, in the pines, where the sun &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/scholarblogs.emory.edu\/americanroutes\/lyrics\/pines\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">In The Pines<\/span> <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1493,"featured_media":0,"parent":31,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","template":"","meta":{"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-281","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/scholarblogs.emory.edu\/americanroutes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/281","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/scholarblogs.emory.edu\/americanroutes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/scholarblogs.emory.edu\/americanroutes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/scholarblogs.emory.edu\/americanroutes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1493"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/scholarblogs.emory.edu\/americanroutes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=281"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/scholarblogs.emory.edu\/americanroutes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/281\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3636,"href":"https:\/\/scholarblogs.emory.edu\/americanroutes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/281\/revisions\/3636"}],"up":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/scholarblogs.emory.edu\/americanroutes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/31"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/scholarblogs.emory.edu\/americanroutes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=281"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}