Booster Blues (2474-1) - Blind Lemon Jefferson
Chicago c. March 1926, Pm 12347
E position pitched at Eb
My left foot itchin', it's something goin' on wrong.
Honey, my left foot itchin', somethin's goin' on wrong.
My right foot itchin' mean I just can't be here long.
I thought I'd write, but it's the best to telephone.
I say I thought I would write, it's best to telephone.
For that fast mail train can carry your sugar so far from home.
Girl, I can't live right, I ain't gon' try no more.
Well, I can't live right, ain't gon' try no more.
This woman's left town and she ain't comin' back no more.
I went to the depot and I set my suitcase down.
Well I went to the depot and set my suitcase down.
I thought about my baby and the tears come rollin' down.
I said, "Ticket Agent, how long is your train been gone?"
Oh, I said, "Ticket Agent, how long's your train been gone?"
Say, "Yonder go the train that your fair brown left here on."
I couldn't buy no ticket but I walked on through the door.
I couldn't buy me no ticket but I walked on through the door.
Well my baby's left town, she ain't comin' here no more.
I got up this mornin', my sho' enough on my mind.
I say, I got up this mornin' with my sho' enough on my mind.
Had to raise a conversation with the landlady to keep from cryin'.
Excuse me, woman, I won't say this no more.
I say excuse me, woman, I won't say this no more.
I'm fixin to leave town and hang crepe on your door.
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