The Peter Green… Read Full Bio ↴Peter Green formed the splinter group with Nigel Watson.
The Peter Green Splinter Group was a band led by renowned blues guitarist and singer, Peter Green.
Green was the leader of Fleetwood Mac until he suffered a mental breakdown during the 1970s. He was rehabilitated with the aid of Nigel Watson, the late Cozy Powell and other friends, and then began touring and recording with the Splinter Group. The group was disbanded in early 2004 with Green's departure from the group - an upcoming tour was cancelled, as was the planned release of a new album.
Band lineup
Peter Green (vocals, lead guitar, slide guitar, harmonica)
Nigel Watson (vocals, lead guitar, rhythm guitar)
Roger Cotton(piano, Hammond C3, rhythm guitar)
Larry Tolfree (drums, percussion)
Pete Stroud (fretless and fretted bass guitars, double bass)
Neil Murray - Bass Guitar
Cozy Powell - Drums
Spike Edney - Keyboards
Come On In My Kitchen
Peter Green Splinter Group Lyrics
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Mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm
You better come on in my kitchen,
it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors
Ah, the woman I love, took from my best friend,
some joker got lucky, stole her back again
You better come on in my kitchen,
Ohah, she's gone, I know she won't come back
I've taken the last nickel out of her nation sack
You better come on in my kitchen,
it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors
(oh, can't you hear that wind howl?)
Oh why', can't you hear that wind would howl?
You better come on in my kitchen,
it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors
When a woman gets in trouble, everybody throws her down
Lookin' for her good friend, none can be found
You better come on in my kitchen,
it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors
Winter time's comin', it's gon' be slow
You can't make the winter, babe, that's dry long so
You better come on in my kitchen, 'cause it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors
Peter Green Splinter Group's rendition of "Come On In My Kitchen" is a cover of the legendary blues musician Robert Johnson's 1936 song. This song is about a man whose woman has left him for his best friend, and he's left alone with an empty wallet. The song paints a picture of a harsh, unforgiving world where everyone turns their back on the woman in her time of need. The storm serves as a metaphor for the hardships and obstacles faced by the singer. He urges everyone to come into his kitchen, highlighting the kitchen as a place of safety, shelter, and protection from the storm.
The opening of the song sets the tone for the stormy weather, with repeated 'mmm' sounds that create a sense of foreboding. Then, the first verse shows the singer's pain and betrayal. The second verse reveals the aftermath of the woman's departure, leaving him both heartbroken and broke. He implores everyone to come into his kitchen because the storm is approaching. In the third verse, he describes the harshness of winter and reminds the listener that it's going to take care of those who aren't prepared.
Line by Line Meaning
Mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm mmm
Instrumental
You better come on in my kitchen,
I suggest that you come into my home
it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors
There is going to be precipitation outside
Ah, the woman I love, took from my best friend,
The one I adore was taken away by my closest companion
some joker got lucky, stole her back again
An unknown person fortuitously seized her from him again
Ohah, she's gone, I know she won't come back
She has departed and will not return
I've taken the last nickel out of her nation sack
I have taken all her money from her bag
(oh, can't you hear that wind howl?)
(Oh, don't you hear the howling wind?)
Oh why', can't you hear that wind would howl?
Why, can't you hear the howling wind?
When a woman gets in trouble, everybody throws her down
In times of strife, everyone abandons women
Lookin' for her good friend, none can be found
Searching for a helpful companion, but none can be located
Winter time's comin', it's gon' be slow
Winter is arriving and going to progress slowly
You can't make the winter, babe, that's dry long so
You cannot accelerate the duration of a dry winter, my dear
You better come on in my kitchen, 'cause it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors
I implore you to enter my home since it will rain outside soon
Lyrics © THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY
Written by: ROBERT JOHNSON
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