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by Mance
Lipscomb
recording of 19
from Texas
Songster, Vol. 4 (Arhoolie 1033),
copyright
notice
Ain't you sorry to your heart?
Best o'friend, you know, they got to part
Ain't you sorry, sorry that you did me wrong?
Now, me and my girl had a fallin' out
Bet you don't know what was about
She's sorry, sorry that you did me wrong
Now, go on girl, you needn't flirt
I know you done tore you underskirt1
Ain't you sorry, sorry to your heart?
Well, I'm going up North, 'tain't goin' to stay
Got a girl, chances gonna pay my way
Ain't you sorry, sorry to your heart?
Ain't you sorry, sorry to your heart?
But the best o'friend, you know, got to part
Ain't you sorry, sorry you did me wrong?
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Note 1: this line is figurative, "To tear one's drawers", a
fashionable black expression of the twenties, is to make a
spectacle of oneself.
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arranged by Mance
Lipscomb
recording of probably 1960
from Texas
Sharecropper & Songster (Arhoolie
1001), copyright
notice
I've been drinkin' bad whiskey all night long, got
the headache now
Yes, been drinkin' bad whiskey all night long, oh Lord,
mama, got the headache now
Tell me, what you gonna do with your brand-new daddy, 'bout
a spoonful?
Tell me, what you gonna do with your brand-new papa, oh
Lord, mama, 'bout a spoonful?
And late last night when come home from gettin' a
spoonful
It was late last night I come home from gettin' a
spoonful
Oh Lordy, mama, oh Lord, daddy, just a spoonful
All I want, baby, in this world, oh baby, just a
spoonful
Eve and Adam was the first two people got a spoonful
Tell me, Eve and Adam was the first two people, oh mama, got
a spoonful
Late last night when I lay down and got a spoon...
Baby, late last night I lay down, oh mama, got a
spoonful
Oh, I drinkin' bad whiskey all night long, got the headache
now
I been drinkin' bad whiskey all night long, oh mama, got the
headache now
Tell me, what you gonna do with your brand-new daddy, 'bout
a spoonful?
Oh what you gonna do with your brand-new papa, 'bout a
spoonful?
Put him in the bed, gonna run him crazy, 'bout a
spoonful
Put him in the bed, gonna run him crazy, oh Lord, mama,
'bout a spoonful
All I want in this wide world is just a spoonful
Baby, all I want in this wide world is just a spoonful
Tell me, what you gonna do with your brand-new mama, 'bout a
spoonful?
Tell me, what you gonna do with your brand-new mama, oh
Lord, baby, 'bout a spoonful?
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by Mance
Lipscomb
recording of 19
from Mance
Lipscomb Texas Songster, Vol. 2,
copyright
notice
If you see Charlie James comin' down the road
Say you, please don't tell him which a-way you see me go
In the mornin' soon, in the mornin' soon
Yes, I'm goin' back to Houston1 in the mornin'
soon
Had a whole lotta money one day, one day
Next day I didn't have a dime
Look down the road just as far as I could see
And I thought I spied my old-time used-to-be
In a whole lot of trouble one day, one day
Next day I didn't know what to do
Look down the road just as far as I could see
And I thought I spied my old-time used-to-be
When a man gets in trouble, everybody throws him down
A killing for his friends and they won't come
around
Nobody ever knows you when you're down and out
Ask 'em for a favor, they don't know what's all about
Well, you may go, you may try to stay
But you'll be back some old rainy day
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Note 1: Lipscomb was a Texas native.
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by Mance
Lipscomb
recording of 19
from Mance
Lipscomb Texas Songster, Vol. 2,
copyright
notice
Cocaine done killed my baby,
cocaine try to run me crazy
Cocaine gonna kill you after a while
I'm goin' away to leave you,
I know it's goin' to grieve you
Cocaine gonna kill you after a while
Don't say that I didn't love you,
I don't think myself above you
Cocaine gonna kill you after a while
Cocaine done run crazy,
and I tried to kill my baby
Cocaine kill you after a while
Cocaine done run crazy,
I believe gonna kill my baby
Cocaine gonna kill you after a while
I'm goin' away to leave you,
it's goin' to grieve you
Cocaine gonna kill you after a while
Don't say that I didn't love you,
I don't think myself above you
Cocaine gonna kill you after a while
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by Mance
Lipscomb
recording of probably 1956
from Texas
Songster, Vol. 3: Texas Songster In A Live Performance
(Arhoolie 1026), copyright
notice
Goin' uptown, what do you want me to bring you
back?
Yes, I'm goin' uptown, what do you want me to bring you
back?
I was knockin' down windows, tearin' down doors
Tryin' to get even with a girl I love
A brownskin woman make a preacher lay his bible down
Tell me, a brownskin woman'll make a preacher lay his bible
down
I'm both knockin' down windows, was tearin' around doors
Tryin' to get even with a girl I love
Brownskin woman'll make a preacher lay his bible down
An' a jet-black woman'll make a rabbit hug a hound
An' a jet-black woman'll make a rabbit hug a hound
Knockin' down windows, was tearin' around doors
Was tryin' to get even with a girl I love
Make a rabbit hug a hound
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by Mance
Lipscomb
recording of 19
from Texas
Songster, Vol. 4 (Arhoolie 1033),
copyright
notice
Well, a long tall girl got stuck on me
Well, a long tall girl got stuck on me
I'm goin', don't you wanna go?
Well, I'm goin' where I never have been before
And late last night, 'bout twelve
Was late last night, just 'bout twelve
Thought I heard my baby call my name
Well, I thought I heard that woman call my name
Lord, I'm goin' to hole in the ground
Well, I'm going to the hole deep in the ground
Baby, if you don't want me why'n't you say so?
Give me down my clothes and I will go
Goodbye, babe, baby goodbye
Honey, bye-bye baby, bye-bye-bye
'Morrow may be my trial day
What in the world is the judge gonna say?
Tell me, where you stay last night?
Ain't none of my business but I know it ain't right
Top
arranged by Mance
Lipscomb
recording of probably 1960
from Texas
Sharecropper & Songster (Arhoolie
1001), copyright
notice
See see rider,
see what you done done
You done made me love you, honey, now your man done come
I'm goin' to Louisiana, you know that's across the
line1
Goin' to Louisiana, you know that's across the line
Goin' to Louisiana, you know that's across the line
I'll be seldom seen, baby, and hard to find
If I had two women and my partner didn't have none
If I had two women and my partner didn't have none
Had two women an' my partner didn't have none
I'd take one of my women and give my partner one
Soon one mornin', blues knocked on my door
Soon one mornin', the blues knocked on my door
Oh, soon one mornin', the blues knocked on my door
"Come here to stay with you, won't be leavin' no more"
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Note 1: Lipscomb is a native of Texas
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by Mance
Lipscomb
recording of probably 1960
from Texas
Sharecropper & Songster (Arhoolie
1001), copyright
notice
Oh, ain't gonna give you no more cherry
ball1
Oh, ain't gonna give you no more cherry ball
You gone drunk and showed your Santa Claus2
Oh, a little bitty woman, hips just like a
snake3
Oh, a little bitty woman, her hip just like a snake
...baby, it really take
Oh, late last night my love come fallin' down
Me and my baby on our last go-'round
Oh, shake, shake mama, I'll buy you a diamond ring
Oh, shake, shake mama, I'll buy you a diamond ring
You don't shake, ain't gonna buy you a doggone thing
Oh, my clutch start to slippin', carb's won't even sing
Oh, my clutch start to slippin', my carb's won't even
sing
Blues in the compression, fire my piston ring
Oh, rider, you ain't foolin' me
Look-y here, rider, you ain't foolin' me
You been slippin' to your old-time used-to-be
Oh, I like my babe but I don't like her teddy
bear4
Oh, I like my woman but I don't like her teddy bear
I'm gonna buy her a box-back, maybe it'll work
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Note 1: cherry ball is probably blues slang, fostered by the
1930 Memphis Minnie composition "Cherry Ball Blues" which
begins "I ain't gonna give you none o' my cherry ball".
James uses it to personify sex or (according to one's point
of view) "dehumanize" women;
Note 2: one of the country blues' least known sexual
euphemisms, "Santa Claus" may have an idiomatic basis in the
Southern speech. Tossing a quarter dollar to an elderly
Negro, a character of writer Faulkner remarks, "Buy yourself
some Santa Claus";
Note 3: hips just like a snake, said of people who can twirl
their bodies impressively;
Note 4: teddy bear, a woman's one-piece undergarment, worn
in the twenties.
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by Mance
Lipscomb
recording of probably 1960
from Texas
Sharecropper & Songster (Arhoolie
1001), copyright
notice
(spoken: It was the first'un I learnt)
Sugar babe, I'm tired of you,
ain't your honey but the way you do
Sugar babe, it's all over now
All I want my babe to do,
make five dollars and give me two
Sugar babe, it's all over now
Went downtown and bought me a rope
Whupped my baby till she Buzzard Lope1
Sugar babe, it's all over now
Sugar babe, what's the matter with you?
You don't treat me like you used to do
Sugar babe, it's all over now
Went to town and bought me a line
Whupped my baby till she changed her mind
Sugar babe, sugar babe, it's all over now
Sugar babe, I'm tired of you
Ain't your honey but the way you do
Sugar babe, it's all over now
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Note 1: a strutting dance step/solo dance. Milovan says: "It
can also mean "to make her get a move on"." Thanks to
Milovan for this contribution.
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by Mance
Lipscomb
recording of probably 1956
from Texas
Songster, Vol. 3: Texas Songster In A Live Performance
(Arhoolie 1026), copyright
notice
(spoken:
Here's about the oldest number that I could
recall, back in the days I was learnin' and
heard people play, "Take Me Back")
Oh baby, take me back
I won't do nothin' you don't like
Oh, I went down that railroad track
Beggin' my baby to take me back
Take me back, me, one more time
Won't do nothin' to worry your mind
Tote your water and cut your wood
Make your fire, if I could
Oh baby, didn't you say
You're gonna lemme have my way?
'Tain't but the one thing grieve my mind
My woman quit me in the wintertime
Kill your chicken, baby, save me the wing
Think I'm workin', ain't doin' a thing
I got a girl, her name is Mar'
Works over yonder in the white folks yard
She rushed me chicken, rushed me a goose
Precious little turkey, well it 'tain't no use
Take me back, take me back
Won't do nothin', baby, you don't like
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by Mance
Lipscomb
recording of 19
from, copyright
notice
Baby, you don't mean me no good nohow
Baby, baby, you don't mean me no good nohow
But I'm gonna let you go, baby, I don't need no woman
now
Got up one mornin', I sure was feelin' bad
Got up one mornin', I sure was feelin' bad
Thought about my baby and the only girl I had
Everybody hollerin' "mercy!", wonder what do "mercy"
mean?
Everybody hollerin' "mercy!", wonder what do "mercy"
mean?
If it means any good, Lord have mercy on me
I met a man this mornin', down on bended knee
I met a man this mornin', down on bended knee
Say, it wasn't for no religion, "Gimme my good gal,
please"
"If you gimme my woman, Lord, I won't bother you no more
If you gimme my woman, Lord, I won't bother you no more
You put her in my house, just leave her at my door"
If I feel tomorrow like I feel today
Feel tomorrow like I feel today
I'm gonna pack my clothes and make my getaway
My baby she left, didn't even shake my hand
My baby done left me, didn't even shake my hand
That's all right, mama, some day you're gonna understand
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