Lucy Mae Blues, Frankie Lee Sims (Frankie Lee Sims), 1970

Original recording:  Frankie Lee Sims (Guitar and Vocals)

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Recording information:

Recorded for Ace Records in 1970

Lyrics:

My sunday woman brings the daily
that monday woman buys me stocking and shoes

bed not let my good gal catch you here
ain’t no tellin what poor little lucy mae do

my tuesday tore that pocket change
that wednesday woman want to do the same

my thursday woman knock upon my door
that friday woman boy has got to go

my saturday woman tote that gatlin gun
cuss you if you stand shoot you if you run

she left one christmas comin back that afternoon
next time i saw her boy was 19th of june

goodbye little woman babe you call that gone
you may leave frankie baby will take you all day long 

I Got The Blues, Otis Rush (Leo Nocentelli), 1998

Original recording:  Otis Rush (Guitar and Vocals)

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Recording information:

Recorded for House of Blues 1998

Lyrics:

got the blues ’cause my woman has gone
Oh, I got the blues ’cause my woman has left
She took all of my hard earned money, yeah, she left with someone else
Listen, she wrecked my brand new car, she even pawned my diamond ring
Whoow, she wrecked my brand new car, she pawned my diamond ring
She poured the salt out of the shaker, she didn’t leave me with a doggone thing
Cold hearted woman!
Hmm!
Well all right!
The blues can come to you in any shape or form
It can come to you in the shape of a woman, just like the one that left me alone
Now I got the blues and I’m not ashamed to say
I been tryin’ to shake them, each and every day
I got the blues ’cause my woman has left
Well she took all of my money
The little girl left with someone else
I gotta find her
I got the blues ’cause my baby has left
Whoo, I got the blues ’cause my baby has left
She took all of my heard earned money, she left me for someone else
She wrecked my brand new car, she even pawned my diamond ring
Oh, she wrecked my brand new car, she girl even pawned my diamond ring
She poured the salt out of the shaker, Lord, she didn’t leave me with a doggone thing
Come on Lucy let’s find ‘r, whoo
Whoo, is hot out here on this country road
Now the blues can come to you in any shape or form
It can come to you in the shape of a woman, just like the one that left me alone
Now I got the blues and I’m not ashamed to say
Oh I been tryin’ to shake them each and every day
I got the blues ’cause my woman has left
Oh, she taken all of my woman, she left me for someone else

Black Snake Blues, Victoria Spivey  1926

Original recording:  Victoria Spivey (Vocals)

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Recording information:

Recorded for Okeh Records in 1926


San Franscisco Bay Blues, Jesse Fuller (James B. Coats), 1966

Original recording:  Jesse Fuller (One Man Band)

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Lyrics:

I got the blues from my baby left me by the San Francisco Bay,
The ocean liner’s gone so far away.
Didn’t mean to treat her so bad, she was the best girl I ever have had,
She said goodbye, I can take a cry, I want to lay down and die.

I ain’t got a nickel and I ain’t got a lousy dime.
She don’t come back, think I’m going to lose my mind.
If she ever gets back to stay, it’s going to be another brand new day,
Walking with my baby down by the San Francisco Bay.

Sitting down looking from my back door,
Wondering which way to go,
The woman I’m so crazy about, she don’t love me no more.
Think I’ll catch me a freight train, ’cause I’m feeling blue,
And ride all the way to the end of the line, thinking only of you.

Meanwhile, in another city,
Just about to go insane,
Thought I heard my baby, Lord, the way she used to call my name.
If I ever get her back to stay, it’s going to be another brand new day,
Walking with my baby down by the San Francisco Bay,
Walking with my baby down by the San Francisco Bay,
Walking with my baby down by the San Francisco Bay.

 

Parchman Farm Blues, Bukka White (Bukka White), 1940

Original recording:  Bukka White (Guitar and Vocals)

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Lyrics:

Judge give me life this mornin’
Down on Parchman farm
Judge give me life this mornin’
Down on Parchman farm
I wouldn’t hate it so bad
But I left my wife in mourn

Oh, goodbye wife
All you have done gone
Oh, goodbye wife
All you have done gone
But I hope some day
You will hear my lonesome song

Oh, listen you men
I don’t mean no harm
Oh, listen you men
I don’t mean no harm
If you wanna do good
You better stay off old Parchman farm

We got to work in the mornin’
Just at dawn of day
We got to work in the mornin’
Just at dawn of day
Just at the settin’ of the sun
That’s when the work is done

I’m down on Parchman farm
I sho’ wanna go back home
I’m down on Parchman farm
But I sho’ wanna go back home
But I hope some day
I will overcome 

Ain’t Got Nobody To Grind My Coffee, Clara Smith (Clarence Williams / Bud Allen), 1928

Original recording:  Clara Smith (Vocals)

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Recording information:

Recorded for Columbia in 1928

Lyrics:

Once I had a loving daddy,
Just as sweet as he could be,
But my ever-loving daddy,
He’s a-gone from me!
And since he left me behind,
Here’s what’s on my mind, I find;

Ain’t got nobody to grind my coffee in the morning,
Ain’t got nobody to serve my breakfast in bed!
My daddy went away
A week ago today;
How am I gonna find a-
-nother coffee grinder
To do my grindin’ like my sweet man could do?

Ain’t got nobody to light my brand new percolator,
Ain’t got nobody to heat my oven duly!
When my daddy would love me, he was oh so good,
He could even haul my ashes, he would chop my kindlin’ wood!
Ain’t got nobody to love me like before,
And do my grinding for me!

My daddy used to love me pretty, I’ll confess;
Belive me, he could do it different from the rest!
Ain’t got nobody who could put me to a test,
And do my grinding for me, I say,
And do my grinding for me!

Cigarette Blues, Bo Carter 

Original recording:  Bo Carter (Guitar and Vocals)

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Recording information:

Recorded by Shanachie Records

Lyrics:

Says now come over here sweet baby : because I’m all alone
Haven’t got nobody : just to carry my smoking on

Won’t you just draw on my cigarette : smoke it the whole night long
Just draw on my cigarette baby : until you make my good ashes come

Now I got to go up the country : just to get my cigarette boiled
The women around this place : going to let my cigarette spoil

I come over here sweet baby : just to get my ashes hauled
Lord the women at the other place : going to let my ashes spoil

Here’s one thing I want you to know : before you leave from home
My cigarette ain’t too big : and you know it ain’t too long 

Don’t Start Me Talkin’, Sonny Boy Williamson II (Sonny Boy Williamson II), 1955

Original recording:  Sonny Boy Williamson II  (Harmonica and Vocals), Muddy Waters (Guitar), Jimmy Rogers (Guitar),  Otis Spann (Piano), Willie Dixon (Bass), and Fred Below (Drums)

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Recorded for Chess Records in 1955

Lyrics:

Well, I’m goin’ down to Rosie’s, stop at Fannie Mae’s
Gonna tell Fannie what I heard, her boyfriend say
Don’t start me to talkin’, I’ll tell her everything I know
I’m gonna break up this signifyin’, ’cause somebody’s got to go
Jack give his wife two dollars, go downtown and get some margarine
Gets out on the streets, ol’ George stopped her
He knocked her down, and blackened her eye
She gets back home, tell her husband a lie
Don’t start me to talkin, I’ll tell everything I know
I’m gonna break up this signifyin’, somebody’s got to go
She borrowed some money, go to the beauty shop
Jim honked his horn, she begin to stop
She said, “Take me, baby,” around the block,
I’m goin to the beauty shop, where I can get my hair sock”
Don’t start me to talkin’, I’ll tell everything I know
Well, to break up this signifyin’, somebody’s got to go

Buzz me Baby, Louis Jordan

Original recording:  Louis Jordan (Saxophone and Vocals)

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Recording information:

Released by BMG

Lyrics: 

When I saw you this morning, baby
Tell me why did you walk away
When I saw you this morning, baby
Tell me why did you walk away
Can’t believe that you don’t want me
I thought our love was here to stay

Buzz me, buzz me, buzz me baby
I’ll be waiting for your call
Buzz me, buzz me, buzz me baby
I’ll be waiting for your call
If you forgot the number
Come on over
You won’t have to call at all

I never lied to no one

I ain’t gonna lie to you

When I say I’m yours forever
Every word I say is true
Buzz me, baby
I’ll be waiting for your call
If you forgot the number
Come on over
You won’t have to call at all

Buzz me, buzz me, buzz me baby
You mean so awfully much to me
Buzz me, buzz me, buzz me, baby
I’m like a ship that’s lost at sea
But when I get my arms around you
I ain’t gonna let go till 1953 

Evil Blues, Mance Lipscomb (Count Basie / Eddie Durham / Mance Lipscomb), 2002

Original recording:  Mance Lipscomb (Guitar and Vocals)

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Recording information:

Recorded by Arhoolie Records 2002

Lyrics:

My man stood in evil, you’d be evil too.
Yes, my baby, you’d be evil too
My man stood in evil, you’d be evil too
Sometimes I wonder what I’m gonna do

Now you brought me to this daddy, then you done left town
Yeah, you brought me to this, then you done left town
Yeah you brought me to this daddy, now you done left town
Stayed with me till you drug me down

That’s why I’m evil, you’d be evil too
Yes I’m evil, you’d be evil too
Yes I’m evil, you’d be evil too
My gal done quit me, don’t know what to do

Standin’ here looking one thousand miles away

Standing here looking one thousand miles away
Standing here looking one thousand miles away
My daddy left me, and I’m got to stay

I’m evil, you’d be evil too
Yes I’m evil, you’d be evil too
Yes I’m evil, you’d be evil too
Sometimes I wonder what in the world I’m gonna do

(Guitar Break)

Standin’ here looking one thousand miles away
I’m standing here looking one thousand miles away
Standing here looking one thousand miles away
My daddy left me, and I’m got to stay

My man stood in evil, you’d be evil too
My man stood in evil, you’d be evil too
My man stood in evil, you’d be evil too
Sometimes I wonder what I’m gonna do


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