Long Lonesome Blues

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Long Lonesome Blues (2472-1) - Blind Lemon Jefferson
Chicago c. March 1926, Pm 12354
A position pitched at Ab

I walked from Dallas, I walked to Wichita Falls.
I say, I walked from Dallas, I walked to Wichita Falls.
Hadn't have lost my sugar, well, I would not have walked at all.

Some women see you comin', man, they go get the rocker chair.
Women see you comin', go get the rocker chair.
"I wanna fool this man and make out he’s welcome here."

So cold in China, the birds can[1] hardly sing.
So cold in China, birds can hardly sing.
You didn’t make me mad till you soak my diamond ring.

Hey, mama and papa, and papa's papa 'deed double do love you, doggone it.[2]
Somebody’s talking to you, mama and papa ’deed double do love you.
What you cryin' 'bout, baby, papa don't care what you do.

Well, I know my baby, she gonna jump and shout.
I say, I know my baby, she gonna jump and shout.
When she gets a letter Lemon have rolled them few days out.

Woman, if you don't love me, just be frank and tell me so.
I say, if you don't love me, be frank and tell me so.
So I can leave your town and hang crepe on your door.

Said, baby, what's the matter, Papa Lemon can't get no mail.
Said, baby, what's the matter, Papa Lemon can't get no mail.
Mama, dreamt last night, pulled a black cat across your trail.[3]

I said, fair brown, tell me where'd you stay last night.
Said, fair brown, "Where'd you stay last night?"
Your hair's all down, you know you ain't talkin' right.


Long Lonesome Blues (2472-2) - Blind Lemon Jefferson
Chicago c. March 1926, Pm 12354
A position pitched at Ab

I walked from Dallas, I walked to Wichita Falls.
I say, I walked from Dallas, I walked to Wichita Falls.
Hadn't have lost my sugar, well, I would not have walked at all.

Some women see you comin', man, they go get the rocker chair.
Women see you comin', go get the rocker chair.
"I wanna fool this man and make out he's welcome here."

So cold in China, the birds can hardly sing.
So cold in China, birds can hardly sing.
You didn't make me mad till you soak my diamond ring.

Hey, mama and papa, and papa's papa 'deed double do love you, doggone it.
Somebody's talkin' to you, mama and papa 'deed double do love you.
What you cryin' 'bout, sugar, papa don't care what you do.

Well, I know my baby, she's gonna jump and shout,
Said, I know my baby's gonna jump and shout,
When she gets a letter Lemon have rolled them few days out.

Would you tell me what's the matter, baby, I can't get no mail.
Baby, tell me what's the matter, Papa Lemon can't get no mail.
Mama, dreamt last night, pulled a black cat across your trail.

Excuse me, baby, from knockin' on your door.
Well, excuse me, baby, from knockin' on your door.
If my mind don't change, I'll never knock here no more.

I got up this mornin' with the blues all around my bed.
I got up this mornin', blues all around my bed.
Fixin' to eat my breakfast, the blues all in my bread.


Long Lonesome Blues (1054) - Blind Lemon Jefferson
Chicago c. May 1926, Pm 12354
A position and pitch

I walked from Dallas, I walked to Wichita Falls.
I say, I walked from Dallas, I walked to Wichita Falls.
Hadn't have lost my sugar, just wasn't gonna walk at all.

Women see you comin', man, go get the rocker chair.
Women see you comin', go get the rocker chair.
"I wanna fool this man and make out he's welcome here."

So cold in China, these birds can hardly sing.
So cold in China, birds can hardly sing.
You didn't make me mad till you soak my diamond ring.

Hey, mama and papa, and papa's papa 'deed double do love you, doggone it.
Somebody's gonna tell you, mama and papa 'deed double do love you.
What you cryin' 'bout, sugar, papa don't care what you do.

I know my baby, she gonna jump and shout.
I say, I know my baby, she gonna jump and shout.
When she gets a letter Lemon have rolled them few days out.

Tell me what's the matter, baby, I can't get no mail.
Could you tell me what's the matter, Papa Lemon can't get no mail.
Mama, dreamt last night, pulled a black cat across your trail.

I got up this mornin', the blues all around my bed.
I got up this mornin', the blues all around my bed.
Fixin' to eat my breakfast and the blues all in my bread.

Notes

  1. I hear CAN instead of the expected CAN'T. Many hear CAN'T. (RRM)
  2. This is as I hear it, but see note below. (RRM)
  3. Again, many disagree with my line. (RRM)

See Blind Lemon thread, page 42, reply 616, on all above points.

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