Hit the Road, Jack

Ella: Agarra la carretera, Jack. Y no vuelvas más. No más, no más…

El: Mujer, mujer. No me trates tan mal. Eres la peor mujer que haya visto nunca. Imagino que si tú lo dices, tendré que empaquetar mis cosas y marcharme.

Ella: Agarra la carretera, Jack. Y no vuelvas más. No más, no más…

El: Escucha mujer. No me trates así. Algún día volveré por mi propio pie.

Ella: No me importa si lo haces. Porque está claro, no tienes dinero, no interesas.

Y es que Jack…en este caso, Ray Charles… no era precisamente un angelito. Aunque fue un genio musical, su vida privada y sus actos públicos a veces causaban polémica. Precisamente en estos días se puede aprender algo más de su biografía en la película Ray. Pero volvemos a Hit the Road, Jack, un tema escrito por Percy Mayfield y que le llevó al número 1 de la lista de ventas en el año 1961.

La canción es un diálogo entre Ray Charles y sus Raylettes, el coro femenino liderado por Marjorie Hendricks. Precisamente esta última se encarga de rechazar con una contundente voz las súplicas de Ray. “No more, no more, no more”. Y de remate le apuntilla diciéndole que como no tiene pasta, ya no le sirve.

Canción: Hit the Road, Jack
Compositor: Percy Mayfield
Intérprete: Ray Charles

Hit the road, Jack
And don't you come back no more, no more, no more, no more
Hit the road, Jack
And don't you come back no more
(What you say?)
Hit the road, Jack
And don't you come back no more, no more, no more, no more
Hit the road, Jack
And don't you come back no more
Oh, Woman, oh woman, don't treat me so mean
You're the meanest woman that I've ever seen
I guess if you say so
I’ll have to pack my things and go
(That's right)
Hit the road, Jack
And don't you come back no more, no more, no more, no more
Hit the road, Jack
And don't you come back no more
(What you say?)
Hit the road, Jack
And don't you come back no more, no more, no more, no more
Hit the road, Jack
And don't you come back no more
Now baby, listen, baby, don't you treat me this way
Cause I'll be back on my feet some day
Don't care if you do 'cause it's understood
You ain't got no money you just ain't no good
Well, I guess if you say so
I'll have to pack my things and go
(That's right)
Hit the road, Jack
And don't you come back no more, no more, no more, no more
Hit the road, Jack
And don't you come back no more
Hit the road, Jack and don't you come back no more, no more, no more, no more
Hit the road, Jack and don't you come back no more
(What you say?)
Hit the road, Jack and don't you come back no more, no more, no more, no more
Hit the road, Jack and don't you come back no more
(Don't you come back no more)
(Don't you come back no more)
(Don't you come back no more)
(Don't you come back no more)
Well
(Don't you come back no more)
Uh, what you say?
(Don't you come back no more)
I didn't understand you!
(Don't you come back no more)
You can't mean that!
(Don't you come back no more)
Oh, now baby, please!
(Don't you come back no more)
What you tryin' to do to me?
(Don't you come back no more)
Oh, don't treat me like that!
(Don't you come back no more)