Bror Gunnar Jansson

by BROR GUNNAR JANSSON

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released March 11, 2012

B.G. Jansson on vocals, guitars, drums & hand clap.
Recorded by Christoffer Johansson.
Produced by Christoffer Johansson & Bror Gunnar Jansson
Photos by Nettan Kock.
Design by Anton Andersson.

Available on CD and download.
2nd press on orange vinyl.
Limited vinyl edition of 100 copies (Sold out) with different design by The Greatest Records from The Greatest Records.

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BROR GUNNAR JANSSON Sweden

A one-man-band from Sweden, a sleek drugstore cowboy, the missing link between Lightnin’ Hopkins and Kopparmärra. There you have it; the mystery of Bror Gunnar Jansson.

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Track Name: Dead Cold Hands
DEAD COLD HANDS

Oh...
The Lord, the Lord has left us all
in our pain
in our misery

Time is running slow
when Death
is knocking on your door
There’s no way to run
from his dead cold hands
There’s no getting away
from his cold hands

Oh...
The Lord, the Lord has left us all


Time is running slow
when Death
is knocking on your door
There’s no way to run
from his dead cold hands
There’s no getting away
from his cold hands
There’s no way to run
from his dead cold hands
There’s no getting away
from his cold hands
Track Name: Mary Lee
[5-10]
MARY LEE

Mama don't allow no music, no way
Mama don't allow no music, ain't no way
If she hears you sing she sais that
God will make you pay

Mama don't allow no dancing no way
Mama don't allow no dancing no way
If she finds you dance she’ll say
that you're in the Devils trance

My mother's name is Mary Lee
My mother's name is Mary Lee
She says that she can see
the Reaper's eyes in me

But there ain't reason to fright
there ain't no reason to fright
'Cause you and me and the Devil
makes three tonight
Track Name: My Gal Drinks So Much Whiskey That She Stagger In Her Sleep
[2-10]
MY GAL DRINKS SO MUCH WHISKEY THAT SHE STAGGER IN HER SLEEP
(GUNNAR'S TJYV-BLUES)

Don’t you wish your girl was
long and tall like mine
Don’t you wish your girl was
long and tall like mine
Yes, she is fine
but she’s drinkin’ (whiskey) all the time

She drinks so much much whiskey
that she stagger in her sleep
She drinks so much much whiskey
that she stagger in her sleep
She won’t stop drinkin’
Not until I ask her please

You know that train is comin’
and it’s sixteen coaches long
Don’t you hear that train
it’s sixteen coaches long
You know it’s taking my baby
and it won’t be back for long

Don’t you hear that train
it’s comin’ down the track
Don’t you hear that train
and it’s comin’ down the track
Taking my baby
sure gon’ bring her back
Track Name: William Joseph Dean
[6-10]
WILLIAM JOSEPH DEAN
The Devil dwells in the whiskey glass
black crow cryin' in the tree
Death is waiting on the porch
I know he's waiting there for me

He's been there for a while
gonna have to wait longer to
'Cause I ain't leaving
not until I'm thru with you

'Cause I'm mean ol' Billy
Lord, I'm mean old Billy Joe

Now, my whiskey glass is empty
the bottle's empty to
That means it's time
time for me to take care of you

People gathering outside
looking for someone to hang
I know it's gonna be me
but not until I've had my fun

I'm mean old Billy
I'm mean old Billy Joe


The Devil dwells in the whiskey glass
black crow is cryin' in the tree
Reaper’s waiting on the porch
I know he's waiting for me


I am Billy
I am Mean Old Billy Joe
I am Billy
I am Mean Old Billy Joe
...
My name is William Joseph Dean
you may know me as Billy Mean
Track Name: Long Gone
[1-11]
LONG GONE

Walking down
that road alone
Knowing what I had
now’s gone
Long gone
long gone
I know what I had
is gone

I feel alive
I know I live
but I don’t feel right
Gon’ make
(just) one more mile
I’ve done wrong
I know I’ve done you wrong
I know what I had
is gone


They pull me do-o-own,
the hands of death,
towards the ground
Down in the ground
under ground
I won’t make it through the night
I’ve done wrong
Lord, I know I’ve done you wrong
All I had now’s gone
Track Name: The Wandering Spirit Of B.F. Shelton
[1-10]
THE WANDERING SPIRIT OF B.F.

Walking on brown, yellow and green
over mountains, over hills and field(s)
Wondering where my true love’s gone
If she’s been around here
We/I don’t know

Trails won’t answer the questions that I ask
where she has gone no one can tell
Faces passing by, days passing to
The sun won’t hit my eye
before this is thru

Strange people come and sane people leave
What’s left of my mind but grief
Is my faint image of you
The sun won’t hit my eye
before this is thru

Walking on brown, yellow and green
over mountain, over hills and field(s)
Knowing where my true love’s gone
The sun hits my eye
and I see you