Rani Arbo &
daisy mayhem

Travelin’ Shoes

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Traditional

One night, Rani started singing this song at a sound check (where quite a few of our songs have had their genesis). A beat just rolled out of me, and Andrew and Anand started percolating sparse and funky parts to go along with it. This is a powerful song, especially when the whole audience joins us on the choruses. It combines my favorite things in music: a killer groove, great vocals, and chilling harmonies. I could play this drum groove all night long: gutsy, laid back, spacious and simple. Thanks to Ray for
putting the whole song over the top with his wicked harp. — SK

Well Death walked up into my Mama’s door
He said, come on, Mama, aren’t you ready to go?
And my Mama stooped down, buckled up her shoes
And she moved on down by the Jordan stream
And then she shout

Hallelujah!
Done done my duty
Got on my travelin’ shoes

Death walked up into my sister’s door…
Death walked up into my neighbor’s door…
Death walked up into my preachers’ door…
Death walked up into my front door…