Good Morning Little Schoolgirl, Sonny Boy Williamson (Sonny Boy Williamson), 1937

Original recording:  Sonny Boy Williamson I (Harmonica and Vocals)

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Recording information:

Recorded for Bluebird Records in 1937. John Lee Williamson revolutionized the use of harmonica in blues recordings. 

Lyrics:

Good mornin’ ‘lil school girl,
can I go home, can I go home with you?
Tell your mother and your father,
I’m a little school boy too

Woke up this mornin’,
woke up this mornin’,
I didn’t know what to,
I didn’t know what to do
I didn’t have no blues,

I’m gettin’ me an airplane,
I’m gettin’ me an airplane,
get in my airplane
Gon’ fly all oh-oh, gon’ fly all over this land
I’m gonna find my little school girl,
find her in the world somewhere

Good mornin’ ‘lil school girl,
good mornin’ ‘lil school girl
Can I go home with, can I go home with,
can I go home with you?
Tell your mother and your father,
Johnny little school boy too

Come be my baby, come be my baby,
I buy you a diamond, I buy you a diamond ring
You don’t be my little baby,
I ain’t gonna buy you a doggone ring 

You Won’t Stay Home, Smokey Hogg (Smokey Hogg), 1950

Original recording:  Smokey Hogg (Guitar and Vocals)

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Recording information:

Recorded for EPM Label in 1950


Hookin, Earl Hooker (Earl Hooker)

Original recording:  Earl Hooker (Guitar)

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Recording information:

Recorded for MCA


Downhearted Blues, Alberta Hunter (Alberta Hunter, Lovie Austin), 1977

Original recording:  Alberta Hunter (Vocals)

 

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Lyrics:

My man mistreated me, and he drove me from his door
Lord he mistreated me, and he drove me from his door
But the Good Book says you’ve got to reap just what you sow

I got the world in a jug, got the supper? right here in my hand
I got the world in a jug, got the supper? right here in my hand
And if you want me sweet papa you gotta come under my command

Say I ain’t never loved but three men in my life
Lord I ain’t never loved but three men in my life
‘t was my father and my brother and a man that wretched my life

Lord it may be a week and it may be a month or two
I said it may be a week and it may be a month or two
All the dirt you’re doin’ to me sho’ comin’ home to you

Lord I walked the floor, hang my head and cried
Lord I walked the floor, hang my head and cried
Had the down hearted blues, and I couldn’t be satisfied. 

We’re gonna make it, Little Milton 1965

Original recording:  Little Milton (Vocals)

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Recording information:

Recorded for Chess Records in 1965

Lyrics:

We may not have a cent to pay the rent
But we’re gonna make it, I know we will
We may have to eat beans every day
But we’re gonna make it, I know we will
And if a job is hard to find
And we have to stand in the welfare line
I’ve got your love and you know you got mine
So we’re gonna make it, I know we will

We may not have a home to call our own
But we’re gonna make it, I know we will
We may have to fight hardships alone
But we’re gonna make it, I know we will
‘Cause togetherness brings peace of mind
We can’t stay down all the time
I’ve got your love and you know you got mine
So we’re gonna make it, I know we will

Our car may be old, our two rooms cold
But we’re gonna make it, I know we will
We may not can spare a roach a crumb
But we’re gonna make it, I know we will
And if I have to carry ’round a sign
Sayin’ “Help the deaf, the dumb, and the blind”
I got your love and you know you got mine
So we’re gonna make it, I know we will

We’re gonna make it
(We’re gonna make it, we’re gonna make it)
We’re gonna make it, baby
(We’re gonna make it, we’re gonna make it)
It might seem hard sometime
(We’re gonna make it, we’re gonna make it)
But don’t worry, darlin’ baby
(We’re gonna make it, we’re gonna make it)
We’re gonna keep on tryin’
(We’re gonna make it, we’re gonna make it) 

Damn Right I’ve Got The Blues, Buddy Guy (Buddy Guy),1966

Original recording:  Buddy Guy (Guitar and Vocals)

Recording information:

Recorded for Jive Records in 1996

Lyrics:

You damn right, I’ve got the blues,
From my head down to my shoes
You damn right, I’ve got the blues,
From my head down to my shoes

I can’t win, cause I don’t have a thing to lose

I stopped by my daughters house
You know I just want to use the phone
I stopped by my daughters house
You know I just want to use the phone

You know my new grandbaby came to the door
And said, granddaddy you know ain’t no one at home

I said now look out

You damn right, I’ve got the blues,
From my head down to my shoes
You damn right, I’ve got the blues,
From my head down to my shoes

You know I can’t win, now people, cause I don’t have a thing to lose

Allright

You damn right, I’ve got the blues,
You damn right, I’ve got the blues,
You damn right, I’ve got the blues,
You damn right, I’ve got the blues,
Yeah

Blue On Black, Kenny Wayne Shepherd (Kenny Wayne Shepherd, Mark Selby, Tia Sillers), 1997

Original recording:  Kenny Wayne Shepherd (Guitar and Vocals)

Lyrics:

Night, falls, and I’m alone
Skin, yeah, chilled me to the bone
You, turned and you ran,
Oh yeah
Oh slipped, right from my hand

[Chorus:]
Hey
Blue on black
Tears on a river
Push on a shove
It don’t mean much
Joker on jack
Match on a fire
Cold on ice
A dead man’s touch
Whisper on a scream
Doesn’t change a thing
Don’t bring you back
Blue on black
Oh yeah, blue on black

Blind, oh, now i see
Truth, lies, and in between
Wrong, cant be undone
Oh slipped, from the tip of
Your tongue

[Chorus:]
Hey
Blue on black
Tears on a river
Push on a shove
It don’t mean much
Joker on jack
Match on a fire
Cold on ice
A dead mans touch
Whisper on a scream
Doesn’t change a thing
Doesn’t bring you back, yeah
Blue on black
Oh, blue on black
Oh, yeah

[guitar solo]

 

[Chorus (2x):]
Blue on black
Tears on a river
Push on a shove
It don’t mean much
Joker on jack
Match on a fire
Cold on ice
Is a dead man’s touch
Whisper on a scream
Doesn’t change a thing
Don’t bring you back
Blue on black
Oh yeah, blue on black

Hey
Blue on black
Tears on a river
Push on a shove
It don’t mean much
Joker on jack
Match on a fire
Cold on ice
Is a dead mans touch
Whisper on a scream
Doesn’t change a thing
Doesn’t bring you back
Blue on black
Oh, blue on black
Oh wha oh, blue on black
Oh, blue on black 

Blue Jean Blues, Jeff Healey (Billy Gibbons, Dusty Hill and Frank Beard), 1988

Original recording:  Jeff Healey (Guitar and Vocals)

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Recording information:

His debut album for Arista Records in 1988 included this ZZ Top cover

Lyrics:

I done run into my baby,
and finally found my old blue jeans
Well, I done ran into my baby,
and finally found my old blue jeans

I knew they was mine,
by the oil and the gasoline, yeah

If I ever get back my blue jeans,
well how happy could one man be?
I said, uh, if I ever get back my blue jeans,
well, how happy can one man be?
‘Cause when I get back those blue jeans,
yeah, you know my baby,
will bring em home to me
Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 

Preaching the Blues, Son House (Son House), 1930

Original recording:  Son House (Guitar and Vocals)

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Recording information:

Recorded in 1930

Lyrics:

Yes, I’m gonna get me religion, I’m gonna join the Baptist Church.
Yes, I’m gonna get me religion, I’m gonna join the Baptist Church.
You know I wanna be a Baptist preacher, just so I won’t have to work.

One deacon jumped up, and he began to grin.
One deacon jumped up, and he began to grin.
You know he said, “One thing, elder. I believe I’ll go back to barrelhousin again.”

One sister jumped up, and she began to shout.
One sister jumped up, and she began to shout.
“You know I’m glad this corn liquor’s goin out.”

Another deacon jumped up and said, “Why don’t ya hush?”
Another deacon jumped up and said, “Why don’t ya hush?”
“You know you drink corn liquor and your lie’s a horrible stink.”

One sister jumped up and she began to shout.
One sister jumped up and she began to shout.
“I believe I can tell ya’ll what it’s all about.”

Another sister jumped up, she said, “Why don’t ya hush?”
Another sister jumped up, she said, “Why don’t ya hush?”
“You know he’s abandoned, and you outta hush your fuss.”

I was in the pulpit, I’s jumpin up and down.
I was in the pulpit, I’s jumpin up and down.
My sisters in the corner, they’re hollerin Alabama bound.

Grabbed up my suitcase and I took off down the road.
Grabbed up my suitcase and I took off down the road.
I said, “Farewell church, may the good Lord bless your soul.”

You know I wish I had a heavan of my own.
You know I wish I had a heavan of my own.
I’d give all my women a good ole happy home.

I’m gonna preach these blues and I’m gonna choose my seat and sit down.
I’m gonna preach these blues and I’m gonna choose my seat and sit down.
But, when the Spirit comes, I want you to

Shake Baby Shake, Champion Jack Dupree (Champion Jack Dupree)

Original recording:  Champion Jack Dupree (Piano and Vocals)

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Recording information

Recorded for the Krazy Kat Label 

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