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Misc: Blues : Blind Blake

  1. Chump Man Blues
  2. Diddie Wah Diddie
  3. Early Morning Blues
  4. Georgia Bound
  5. Hard Road Blues
  6. He's In The Jailhouse Now
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  7. Police Dog Blues
  8. That Will Never Happen No More
  9. You Gonna Quite Me Baby

Chump Man Blues

I'm goin' to the river folks and take a great big jump I'm goin' to the river folks and take a great big jump I used to be a wise man, but a woman made me a chump It sure is funny how hard a man can fall It sure is funny how hard a man can fall When he gets to thinkin' one woman has got it all My baby throwed me out and I started walkin' down the tracks My baby throwed me out and I started walkin' down the tracks Then I went home and begged her to take me back She ain't no good, but I can't quit her somehow She ain't no good, but I can't quit her somehow I used to be a wise cat but this woman has turned me down She don't act sweet. she's the mean and naggin' kind She don't act sweet. she's the mean and naggin' kind She's got a quiver, make a drunk man lose his mind

Diddie Wah Diddie

There's a great big mystery And it sure is worrying me This Diddie Wa Diddie, Mister Diddie Wa Diddie I wish somebody would tell me what Diddie Wa Diddie means The little girl about four feet four Come on papa and give me some more Of your Diddie Wa Diddie, your Diddie Wa Diddie I wish somebody would tell me what Diddie Wa Diddie means I went out and walked around Somebody yelled, said "Look who's in town" Mister Diddie Wa Diddie, Mister Diddie Wa Diddie I wish somebody would tell me what Diddie Wa Diddie means Went to church, put my hat on the seat Lady sat on it said, "Daddy, you sure is sweet" Mister Diddie Wa Diddie, Mister Diddie Wa Diddie I wish somebody would tell me what Diddie Wa Diddie means I said, "Sister, I'll soon be gone Just gimme that thing you sitting on" My Diddie Wa Diddie, My Diddie Wa Diddie I wish somebody would tell me what Diddie Wa Diddie means Then I got put out of church 'Cause I talk about Diddie Wa Diddie too much Mister Diddie Wa Diddie, Mister Diddie Wa Diddie I wish somebody would tell me what Diddie Wa Diddie means

Early Morning Blues

Early this mornin', my baby made me sore Early this mornin', my baby made me sore "I'm going away to leave you, ain't comin' back no more" Tell me, pretty mama, where did you stay last night? Tell me, where did you stay last night? Tell me, pretty mama, where did you stay last night? "It ain't none of your business, daddy, since I treat you right" When you see me sleepin', baby, don't you think I'm drunk No, I'm not drunk, not a bit of it When you see me sleepin', baby, don't you think I'm drunk I got one eye on my pistol, and the other one on your trunk Play that thing low and lonesome, Blake! I love you, pretty mama, believe me, it t'ain't no lie I love you, pretty mama, believe me, and it t'ain't no lie I mean it t'ain't no lie The day you try to quit me, baby, that's the day you'll die

Georgia Bound

Packing up my duffel, gonna leave this town Packing up my duffel, gonna leave this town And I'm gonna hustle to catch that train southbound Got the Georgia blues for the plow and hoe Got the Georgia blues for the plow and hoe Walked out my shoes over this ice and snow Tune up the fiddle, dust off the bow Tune up the fiddle, dust off the bow Put on the griddle, and open up the cabin door I thought I was going to the north land to stay I thought I was going to the north land to stay South is on my mind, my blues won't go away Potatoes in the ashes, possum on the stove Potatoes in the ashes, possum on the stove You can have the hash, but leave it on the clove Chicken on the roof, babe, watermelons on the vine Chicken on the roof, babe, watermelons on the vine I'll be glad to get back, to that Georgia gal of mine

Hard Road Blues [Blind Blake]

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Keep on walking and walking talking to myself
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Keep on walking and walking talking to myself
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Gal I love with somebody's else I got the hard road blues walking on down the line I got the hard road blues walking on down the line Maybe some day my gal must change her mind It's a hard hard road when your baby done throwed you down It's a hard hard road when your baby done throwed you down Going to keep on walking from town to town It's been a long long time since I seen my baby's face It's been a long long time since I seen my baby's face And I don't see her joker stand to my place I'm going to find my baby don't say she can't be found I'm going to find my baby don't say she can't be found Going to walk this hard hard road until my moustache drags the ground

He's In The Jailhouse Now

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Remember last election
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Everybody was in action
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Tryin' to find themselves a president
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There was a man named Lawson
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From New York down to Boston
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Representing the colored people we had sent
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My brother was a voter
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Also a great promoter
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Goin' round givin' advice
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They'd go to the poll and vote
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Instead of voting once he voted twice
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He's in the jailhouse now
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He's in the jailhouse now
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We got him down town in jail
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No one to go his bail
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He's in the jailhouse now
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I went down town last Friday
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I met a gal named Lidday
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I thought she was the swellest gal in town
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She start to call me honey!
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I thought to spending money
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We went into a cafe and sat down
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I thought that I was in it!
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Buying a drink a minute!
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Buying wine & champagne by the jug
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When I went to pay that man
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I found that lady's hand
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In my pocket where my money was! She's in the graveyard now! She's in the graveyard now! When I went to pay that man I found that old gal's hand She's in the jailhouse now! She's in the jailhouse now! She's in the jailhouse now! When I went to pay that man I found that lady's hand She's in the jailhouse now!

Police Dog Blues

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All my life I've been a travelin' man
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All my life I've been a travelin' man
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Stayin' alone and doin' the best I can I shipped my trunk down to Tennessee I shipped my trunk down to Tennessee Hard to tell about a man like me I met a gal, I couldn't get her off my mind I met a gal, I couldn't get her off my mind She passed me up, said she didn't like my kind I'm scared to bother around her house at night I'm scared to bother around her house at night She got a police dog cravin' for a fight His name is Rambler, when he gets a chance His name is Rambler, when he gets a chance He leaves his mark on everybody's pants Guess I'll travel, I guess I'll let her be Guess I'll travel, I guess I'll let her be Before she sicks her police dog on me

That Will Never Happen No More

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Said pretty papa I'm goin' your way
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Her man know what it all about
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Waiting at home just to throw me out Broke my nose split my chin Don't let me catch you here again He whipped me from the kitchen back to the door He beat me with a chair till my head got sore
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That'll never happen no more
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| The wind in Chicago winter and fall It has caused me to wear my overalls Flat broke it was my fault Been used to eating pork chops I'm eating salt I met a woman with a big mink fur Big fat mouth me followed her She pulled a gun and she take my dough I didn't eat my heart out and I didn't get sore That'll never happen no more That'll never happen no more |
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You Gonna Quite Me Baby

You gonna quit me, baby, good as I been to you Lord, Lord Good as I been to you, Lord, Lord Good as I been to you Give you my money, honey, buy your shoes and clothes Lord, Lord Buy your shoes and clothes, Lord, Lord Buy your shoes and clothes You're gonna quit me baby, put me out of doors Lord, Lord Put me out of doors, Lord, Lord Put me out of doors Six months on the chain gang, believe me ain't no fun Believe me ain't no fun, Lord, Lord Believe me ain't no fun Day you quit me, baby, that's the day you die, Lord, Lord That's the day you die, Lord, Lord That's the day you die Jail house ain't no plaything, believe me, t'ain't no lie Believe me, t'ain't no lie, Lord, Lord Believe me, t'ain't no lie Day you quit me, baby, that's the day you die, Lord, Lord That's the day you die, Lord, Lord That's the day you die