Could you guys help me with the lyrics of Blind Boy Fuller's "Where my woman USTA lay"
Said its early one morning mama, just about the break of day Lord bout the break of day I telling here get Where my woman usta lay
She don?t go any(where?), Shure Shure I don?t do nothing , but cry cry all the time
Said that woman that I loving, woman that i crave to see Woman that i crave to see My girl is in Texas, and she won?t ride to me
Said I don?t see why, papa fuller cant me treated this/just right Papa fuller cant me treated this/just right The woman that I love gif me the blues, had to walk them streets all night
Said I may be wrong mama, but I?ll be right some day I?ll be right some day Nobody make me believe, my girl would treat me this way
Said she leaves me all night long, I cannot hear my self I cannot hear my self If i don?t get that woman that I?m loving, lord I don?t want me no one else
« Last Edit: July 16, 2020, 01:32:45 PM by Johnm »
Here's what I hear. I'm not sure about the bracketed phrase in the third line of the first verse, but the sense is basically right.
Said 't was early one morning mama, just 'bout the break of day Hey, Lord 'bout the break of day Hey, I turned an' hugged that pillow where my woman used to lay
Yeah, she done gone and it sure does grieve my mind Hey, sure does grieve my mind Hey, I don?t do nothing but cry, cry all the time
Said that woman that I'm loving, woman that I crave to see Hey, hey, woman that I crave to see Hey, my gal is in Texas, and she won?t write to me
Said I don?t see why, Papa Fuller can't be treated just right Hey, Papa Fuller can't be treated just right Hey, the woman that I love give me the blues, had to walk them streets all night
Said I may be wrong mama, but I?ll be right some day Hey, I?ll be right some day Hey, nobody made me believe, my gal would treat me this way
Said she leave me all night long, I cannot help my self I said hey, hey, cannot help my self If i don?t get the woman that I?m loving, Lord I don?t want me no one else
thanks for the help with "Where my woman USTA lay"
Got another song called "Snake Woman Blues" Its almost the same lyrics as "You never can tell"
Snake Woman Blues: sad you cant never tell, whats on ....... mind whats on ...... mind even hugging you and kissing you, and quitting you all the time
I want home this morning ...9:30 and 10 .... I met my woman's second men, right back......
All you working man, all to come home here on time? come home here on time So you can catch your crouched woman, just like i caught mine
some woman (are) just like a dollar, dollar go from hand-to-hand some woman (are) just like a dollar, dollar go from hand-to-hand some are no good woman ...... men-to-men
here are the two added verses for "You never can tell":
vers 3: you are a dirty mistreater, and you drove me from here door she drove me from here door the good book sad mama you go to read just what you saw.
last vers: You know my woman sad she loves me, she bin lovin me all here life my woman sad she loves me, bin lovin me all here life she met a second men on the corner, she told him that same lie twice
damm.... I really love those songs Blind Boy Fuller is a true master!
Here' the best I can do. Few spots are a little iffy. The first word sounds like he starts out saying "says" but ends up saying "well". And he stumbles in the last verse, about dollars, and says something like dollies once.
Words in Italics are spoken.
Snake Woman Blues
S?well, you cain?t never tell, what?s on these women mind Hey, hey, what?s on these women mind Hey, they either hugging you and kissing you, and quitting you all the time
Says, I went home this morning twixt 9:30 and 10 Hey, hey, twixt 9:30 and 10 Yes, I met my woman's second man, ranned right back in my den
Says, all you working men, ought to come home head o? time I said, hey, hey, come home head o? time So you can catch your crooked woman, boys, just like I caught mine
Boy these crooked women won?t do. Get all your money, put that thing on you. And they put that ol? thing on you
Said, some women just like a dollar, dollar go from hand to hand Some women just like a dollar, dollar go from hand to hand Yeah, some of these no good women, they run from man to man
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Yeah, I dig Fuller a lot. Gettin' back to playing more of his songs to help get my chops back on the resonator. Always fun stuff.
Wax
« Last Edit: June 27, 2014, 02:13:55 AM by waxwing »
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Getting back into the great songs of Mr. Fuller, this is what I've have so far on the lyrics for Let Me Squeeze Your Lemon, any help would be great.
Let Me Squeeze Your Lemon - Blind Boy Fuller
You got fruit in your basket Mama, You got lemon lime all on your shelf You got fruit in your basket Mama, Lemon lime all on your shelf I want to squeeze your lemon baby, Because you can not squeeze them yourself.
I want to squeeze you lemon Mama, While I'm in your lonesome town Hey hey, While I'm in your lonesome town I want to squeeze your lemon mama, We got cherry my love calm down.
I?m a stranger her baby, Just passing though your town I said I?m a stranger her Mama, Just passing though your town I going to ask you for one favour baby, Please don?t turn me down.
I squeeze your lemon one time baby, Want me to squeeze them again If I squeeze your lemon one time Mama, Want me to squeeze them again I won't you to learn to hold the pitcher baby, We got and let that old juice run in.
I'm a lemon squeezer, Don?t deny my name, Way I squeeze your lemon baby, gonna sound a shame Hey hey, I sure don't deny my name And when I squeeze your lemon baby, We got jealous and a shame.
I want to squeeze your lemon Mama, While I'm in your lonesome town Hey hey hey, While I'm in your lonesome town Now it's a good time to squeeze them baby, Because while your man is not around.
« Last Edit: July 16, 2020, 01:34:17 PM by Johnm »
parts of verse five are still eluding me but i have these suggestions
You got fruit in your basket Mama, You got lemon LYING all on your shelf You got fruit in your basket Mama, Lemon LYING all on your shelf I want to squeeze your lemon baby, PLEASE GOD you can not squeeze them yourself.
I want to squeeze you lemon Mama, While I'm in your lonesome town Hey hey, While I'm in your lonesome town I want to squeeze your lemon mama, PLEASE GOD TIL my love calm down.
I?m a stranger her baby, Just passing though your town I said I?m a stranger her Mama, Just passing though your town I GWINE to ask you for one favour baby, Please don?t turn me down.
I squeeze your lemon one time baby, Want me to squeeze them again If I squeeze your lemon one time Mama, Want me to squeeze them again I WANT you to learn to hold THAT pitcher baby, PLEASE GOD and let THIS old juice run in.
I'm a lemon squeezer, Don?t deny?? my name, Way I squeeze your lemon baby, gonna sound a shame Hey hey, I sure don't deny?? my name And WAY I squeeze your lemon baby, PLEASE GOD jealous and a shame.
I want to squeeze your lemon Mama, While I'm in your lonesome town Hey hey hey, While I'm in your lonesome town Now it's a good time to squeeze them baby, PLEASE GOD while your man is not around.
Pretty sure Gumbo got it right with "deny", with the "d" and "n" run together. Think "didn't" which comes out "di'n". It's a pretty standard blues line used in such classics as Whinin' Boy and many others. You could write it "don't 'ny my name."
Wax
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Hi all, Blind Boy Fuller accompanied himself out of G position in standard tuning for "When You Are Gone". It seems to have a strong Buddy Moss influence, with lots of brushed triplets in the treble. It's really well played and sung, and has a more serious feel than a lot of Fuller's songs. The last verse is a shocker.
This war is raging, what are you men going to do? Well, this war is raging, what is you men going to do? If Uncle Sam call you in the war, and there's no use of feelin' blue
Hey, Uncle Sam'll call you, be by one and two and three Yeah, when Uncle Sam call you, be by one, two and three Yeah, you no use of worryin', leave all these women back here with me
SOLO
Yeah, when you gone, no use to weep and moan Well, when you gone, no use to weep and moan Yeah, you ain't no use of worryin', for this good work be carried on
Yeah, when you're fighting, blood running in your face Well, when you're fighting, blood running in your face Ain't no use to worryin', you know this world is a funny old place
Edited 8/20 to pick up correction from dj Edited 5/21 to pick up correction from CF
All best, Johnm
« Last Edit: July 16, 2020, 01:35:20 PM by Johnm »
Hey, you no use of worryin', BECAUSE these women back HERE WORRYIN' me
I also think that that last verse is one of the best verses I've heard in any song in any genre. I love the image of someone wading ashore in the Normandy invasion or fighting at Iwo Jima and thinking "this world is a funny old place".