Match Box Blues
Match Box Blues (80524-B) - Blind Lemon Jefferson
Atlanta 14 March 1927, OK 8455
A position pitched at Ab
I'm goin' to the river, gonna walk down 'bout the sea.
I'm goin' to the river, walk down 'bout the sea.
I've caught those tadpoles and minnows arguin' over me.
Settin' here wonderin', would a match box hold my clothes.
I'm settin' here wonderin', would a match box hold my clothes.
I ain't got so many matches but I got so far to go.
Lord, mama, who may your manager be?
Hey, hey, mama, who may your manager be?
Reason I ask so many questions, can't you make arrangements for me?
I got a girl cross town, she crochet all the time.
I got a girl cross town, crochet all the time.
"Baby if you don't quit crocheting, you gonna lose your mind."
I wouldn't mind marryin', but I can't stand settlin' down.
I don't mind marryin', but loathe settlin' down.
I'm gonna act like a preacher, so I can ride from town to town.
I'm leavin' town, cryin' won't make me stay.
I'm leavin' town-ee, cryin' won't make me stay.
Baby, the more you cry, the further you drive me 'way.
Match Box Blues (4424-2) - Blind Lemon Jefferson
Chicago c. April 1927, Pm 12474
A position and pitch
I'm settin' here wonderin' would a match box hold my clothes,
I'm settin' here wonderin' would a match box hold my clothes,
I ain't got so many matches, but I got so far to go.
The girl cross town gonna be my teddy bear,
Girl across town gonna be my teddy bear,
"Put a string on me and I'll follow you everywhere."
And a peg leg woman, man, she can't hardly get her dough,
I say, a peg leg woman, she can't hardly get her dough,
I left her on a late bus last night hollerin', "I'm sellin' jelly roll."
And I don't see why, these women treat me so mean,
I don't see why, these gals treat me so mean,
Sometime I think I'm some man these women ain't never seen.
Lord I got up this mornin', with my sho' 'nuff on my mind,
Got up this mornin', same thing on my mind,
The woman I love, she keep a good man worried all the time.
Now tell me mama, who may your manager be?
Now tell me, who may your manager be?
Reason I ask so many questions, can't you make arrangements for me?
Match Box Blues (4446-4) - Blind Lemon Jefferson
Chicago c. April 1927, Pm 12474
A position pitched at F
I'm settin' here wond'rin' will a match box hold my clothes.
I'm settin' here wond'rin' will a match box hold my clothes.
I ain't got so many matches, but I got so far to go.
I say, fair brown, who may your manager be?
Oh, mama, who may your manager be?
Reason I ask so many questions, can't you make arrangements for me?
I got a girl cross town, she crochet all the time.
I got a girl cross town, crochets all the time.
"Mama, if you don't quit crocheting, you gon' lose your mind."
I can't count the times I stoled away and cried.
Can't count the times I stoled away and cried.
Sugar, the blues ain't on me, but things ain't goin' on right.
If you want your lover, you better pin her to your side.
I say, if you want your baby, pin her to your side.
If she flag my train, Papa Lemon's gon' let her ride.
I ain't seen my good gal in three long weeks today.
I ain't seen my good gal in three long weeks today.
Said, it's been so long, seem like my heart's gon' break.
Now, excuse me, mama, from knockin' on your door.
Well, excuse me, mama, from knockin' on your door.
If my mind don't change, I'll never knock here no more.
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