The curtain would open and you wouldn't see nothing but this big record player... You know, a Victrola. Then Matt, he would come out and open the door, don't you know, and then I would step out singing while Hersal [Thomas] was playing the piano. It was beautiful, child, you should have seen it - Sippie Wallace describes a dramatic stage entrance in the 1920s, quoted in Black Pearls: Blues Queens Of The 1920s by Daphne Duval Harrison
Hi Blues Vintage, I'm pretty sure it is "joint". To joint a chicken is to butcher it, separating the leg from the thigh, cutting off the wings splitting out the breasts, etc.
Hi all, Washboard Walter and John Byrd recorded "Disconnected Mama" at a session in Grafton in April of 1930, with John Byrd accompanying the song in G position in standard tuning. The duo's rendition is a cover of Sloppy Henry's 1928 recording of "Long, Tall, Disconnected Mama". This song may fairly be said to be monotonous. I'd very much appreciate help or corrections with the lyrics. Here is "Disconnected Mama":
Long, tall, disconnected mama, but she is my gal Long, tall, disconnected mama, but she is my gal She got great big legs and pretty good thighs, she's one of these women that'll tantalize She's a long, tall, disconnected mama, but she's my gal
Long, tall, disconnected mama, but she is my gal She makes good jellyroll every day, but, boys, I swear she will give it away She's a long, tall, disconnected mama, but she is my gal
She's a long, tall, disconnected mama, but she is my gal I'm low and squatty, she's long and tall, when I get my step ladder, I let her get it all She's a long, tall, disconnected mama, but she is my gal
She's a long, tall, disconnected mama, but she is my gal She's got a head like a punkin [sic] and a face like a frog, smell like a billy goat, will jump overboard She's a long, tall, disconnected mama, but she is my gal
Long, tall, disconnected mama, but she is my gal She talks to me like the rooster to the hen, "I haven't seen you since the Lord knows when." She's a long, tall, disconnected mama, but she is my gal
Long, tall, disconnected mama, but she is my gal I begin to stagger, she begin to fuss, when I get my blackjack, she'll begin to buck Long, tall, disconnected mama, but she is my gal
Long, tall, disconnected mama, but she is my gal She's one of these women who dips her snuff, swear to God, she knows to get enough She's a long, tall, disconnected mama, but she is my gal
Long, tall, disconnected mama, but she is my gal She takes my money right in the pot, now I've got no money and she's tryin' to play hard She's a long, tall, disconnected mama, but she is my gal
Edited 8/1 to pick up corrections from banjochris and Blues Vintage
All best, Johnm
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Thanks for the help, Chris. In that one verse, where I had "cuss", I think it is "fuss". I think "Jack" refers to a male mule, and the line ends, "he'll begin to buck". I wish there had been a solo somewhere along the way in this tune, just for some relief!
Thanks for the lyrics to Narrow Face Blues! I've been playing this tune for years - it's one of my favorites. I never could decipher the first line and always used "you can talk about braised liver..." but I knew this was probably wrong. "bird liver" is pretty weird too, but more plausible. For the last line, I always assumed "Join in with you and ..." but "joint it with you" is more like what it sounds like.