Hi all, Walter Vinson played his "Overtime Blues" out of dropped-D tuning, and it is one of the strongest recorded performances in that tuning. I first heard it on the old Yazoo "Jackson Blues" anthology, and it can currently be found on the Document CD of Walter Vinson's complete solo recordings. Like his neighbor and sometimes playing partner, Bo Carter, Vinson shows a fondness for going back and forth between swung and straight eighth note feels. He certainly was a fine singer, too. He is a musician who was almost certainly very under-recorded in the '60s and into the early '70s. His whereabouts were known, and he did one recording for Riverside, I believe, that I have never heard and some recording for Rounder as part of the New Mississippi Sheiks.
I've been workin' overtime, baby, oh, and the sun got hot Been workin' overtime, baby, oh, and the sun got hot Just put a block on me, baby, turn me in your back yard
I been walkin' all night when the sun did 'fuse to shine Been walkin' all night when the sun did 'fuse to shine And if I find her tonight I'm gonna really work her overtime
Sweet baby, cryin' won't help you, prayin' won't do no good Cryin' won't help you, prayin' won't do no good That's when your faro, she have quit you, done everything you could
The work ain't so hard, baby, just the way you do Work ain't so hard, baby, it's just the way you do Remember the way you treat poor Walter, it's comin' home to you
It'll be a day goin' after, need my help along Day goin' and after, you'll need my help along That's when you'll call for poor Walter but he won't be in your home
All best, Johnm
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I've been searchin' all around and I couldn't find the lyrics for Walter Vincson - Rosa Lee Blues I know some words are nonsense but It's just how it sounds to me.
Rosa Lee Blues
"I heard you was a roller now I've come to chop your wheel" I heard you was a roller, come to chop your wheel "" no a roller never know just, how'd a kid man feel
I've got somethin to tell you will make the, "?hair rise on your head?" I've got somethin to tell you will make the, hair rise on your head "now this smell of meat I got... make the sprin..? on your ?bed?"pen???
Rosa Lee, Rosa Lee now, baby please don't stall Rosa Lee Rosa Lee, baby please don't stall I'm playin' policy in your name and I "??poke??" them number four
spoken: Sure did, sure did...?
The numbers in your name in 7, 14, 43 Oh the numbers in your name in 7, 14, 43 I'm gon' tell all rounders to please let these numbers be
Thanks!
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Hi coco, In that next-to-last verse, I think it is: I"m playin' policy in your name and I HOPE them NUMBERS FALL In the last verse, I think it is The numbers in your name IS 7, 14, 43
Agree with all the suggestions -- I put them together. Remember that Walter inserts a lot of "r"s in between his words. I would suggest "chock your wheel" in the first verse; in other words he's gonna stop her from playing policy.
I heard you was a roller now I've come to chock your wheel, I heard you was a roller now I've come to chock your wheel, Know a roller never know just, how'd a kid man feel
I've got somethin? to tell you will make the hair rise on your head, I've got somethin? to tell you will make the hair rise on your head, Now this mellow meat I got make the springs cry on your bed.
HARMONICA SOLO
Rosa Lee, Rosa Lee now, baby please don't stall Rosa Lee Rosa Lee, baby please don't stall I'm playin' policy in your name and I hope them numbers fall.
Sho? did, man, sho? did
The numbers in your name is 7, 14, 43 Oh the numbers in your name is 7, 14, 43 I'm gon' tell all rounders to please let these numbers be
Can't Anybody Tell Me Blues - Leroy Carter (Walter Vincson) Actual pitch: E-flat Main guitar position: E-flat Fiddle position: n/a Mandolin position: n/a Second guitar position: n/a
Lyrics: Can't anybody tell me where's the man that stole my gal? Can't anybody tell me where's the man that stole my gal? I'd take him for my best friend, I'd even take him for my pal
Run to my house three times a day Never stopped coming and took my gal away Can't anybody tell me where's the man that stole my gal? I'd take him for my best friend, I'd even take him for my pal
One day afternoon, I looked to find her home Looked in the house every rag she had was gone Can't anybody tell me where's the man that stole my gal? I'd take him for my best friend, I'd even take him for my pal
I didn't ever believe she was getting ready to leave If you know where she is, man, tell me please Can't anybody tell me where's the man that stole my gal? I'd take him for my best friend, I'd even take him for my pal
I don't want to hurt him, don't get that in your mind I just want to find out who was lying Can't anybody tell me where's the man that stole my gal? I'd take him for my best friend, I'd even take him for my pal
I'll hope to see my woman some day Maybe in a coffin or on some long highway Can't anybody tell me where's the man that stole my gal? I'd take him for my best friend, I'd even take him for my pal
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Black Widow Spider - Leroy Carter (Walter Vincson) Actual pitch: E-flat (f) Main guitar position: E-flat Fiddle position: n/a Mandolin position: n/a Second guitar position: n/a
Lyrics: I am the old black widow spider, I'm biting in this neighborhood I am the old black widow spider, I'm biting in this neighborhood Whatsoever I bite, the doctor can't do him no good
Red stripes under my belly represent something bad Red stripes under my belly represent something bad Then when I bite you one time, you'll say that's something that you never had
I am the spider what's talked about a long time before I'm seen I am the spider what's talked about a long time before I'm seen Now since they learned more, everybody knows what that means
spoken: Oh, bite it.
I am biting so regular, since they learned me more and more I am biting so regular, since they learned me more and more I am gonna build my web right up over your front door
I am the old widow spider, crawling down your wall I am the old widow spider, crawling down your wall I want to [surprise] anybody want to feel my [crawlin' paws]
My belly done got sore crawling down the wall My belly done got sore and I am off my route I believe to my soul that I done wore my crawlers out
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When The Breath Bids The Body Goodbye - Walter Vincent Actual pitch: G (s) Main guitar position: G Fiddle position: n/a Mandolin position: n/a Second guitar position: n/a
Lyrics: Won't it be lonesome, won't it be lonesome and all your relatives will sit and cry Won't it be lonesome, won't it be lonesome and all your relatives will sit and cry When you close your sleepy eyes and the breath bids the body goodbye
I want to talk with you, big timer, now please don't turn me off [for dry] I want to talk with you, big timer, now please don't turn me off [for dry] Because we'll all meet again, when the breath bids the body goodbye
spoken: Oh, play it.
When you're out on big times, you don't even think you got to die When you're out on big times, you don't even think you got to die You'll be lonesome, so lonesome when the breath bids the body goodbye
And if you just think one time, to look and see you got to die If you just think one time, to look and see you got to die You won't be lonesome, so lonesome when the breath bids the body goodbye
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I Ain't Gonna Have It - Walter Vincent Actual pitch: G Main guitar position: G Fiddle position: n/a Mandolin position: n/a Second guitar position: n/a
Lyrics: Listen here woman, this is one thing true I'm doggone tired of the way you do No, I ain't gonna have it, no, I ain't gonna have it No, I ain't gonna have it, you don't mean nobody no good
You fuss all day, run around all night You're a no good woman and you won't do right No, I ain't gonna have it, no, I ain't gonna have it No, I ain't gonna have it, you don't mean nobody no good
Yiu give away my dog, you give away my cat The people now calling you a black alley rat No, I ain't gonna have it, no, I ain't gonna have it No, I ain't gonna have it, you don't mean nobody no good
I'm gonna get me a stick, get out on your beat I'm gonna knock a knot on your rumble seat No, I ain't gonna have it, no, I ain't gonna have it No, I ain't gonna have it, you don't mean nobody no good
spoken: Oh, play it.
Leave early in the morning, come in late at night Full of your moonshine whiskey and you don't smell right No, I ain't gonna have it, no, I ain't gonna have it No, I ain't gonna have it, you don't mean nobody no good
Anybody sees you, think you alright You drunk all day and run around all night No, I ain't gonna have it, no, I ain't gonna have it No, I ain't gonna have it, you don't mean nobody no good
I'm tellin' you this morning, gonna shake your hand Gonna get me another woman, now you can get you another man Oh, you can have him, yes, you can have him Yes you can have him, boy, because it ain't no good
[ ] told him your lies so fast 'til the last boys catch when you're yas yas yas No, I ain't gonna have it, no, I ain't gonna have it No, I ain't gonna have it, you don't mean nobody no good
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Losin' Blues - Walter Vincent Actual pitch: E Main guitar position: E-flat Fiddle position: n/a Mandolin position: n/a Second guitar position: n/a
Lyrics: I tried to play poker and five up, too I tried to play poker and five up, too I keeps on losin', what am I to do?
Seem like anything I start, I come out anywhere behind Seem like anything I start, I come out anywhere behind I even try to love women, they don't pay me no mind
Nothing you do won't come to success Nothing you do won't come to success You lose on every hand, boys, that's a mess
I'm leaving in the morning, ain't goin' tell nobody goodbye I'm leaving in the morning, ain't goin' tell nobody goodbye Because hard luck has got me and I'm 'bout to die
spoken: Oh, step on it.
Listen, black woman, all this bad luck come from you Listen, black woman, all this bad luck come from you You get out of my sight, that's what you do
Your hair is so knotty, doggone your rough skin, so Your hair is so knotty, doggone your rough skin, so This hard luck wouldn't have got me if you hadn't-a-been so old
I'm going to Louisiana, they tell me that's the place to go I'm going to Louisiana, they tell me that's the place to go When hard luck gets you, get you a mojo
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The Wrong Man - Walter Vincent Actual pitch: G (s) Main guitar position: G Fiddle position: n/a Mandolin position: n/a Second guitar position: n/a
Lyrics: It have been times that you were doing well Now you come down here and you gonna catch plenty hell Oh, I am the wrong man, don't mean nobody no good Going back tonight and do dirty work like I should
Going to town tonight, all across the city The way I'm goin' dog them girls, you know it's a doggone pity I am the wrong man, don't mean nobody no good Going back tonight and do dirty work like I should
The devil is a man, in your face he'll grin All he wants you to do is just a little of sin Oh, he's the wrong man, don't mean nobody no good Going back tonight and do dirty work like he should
spoken: Oh, play it.
Stay in all day, I don't get out until night Dark is the time I get my business right Oh, I am the wrong man, don't mean nobody no good Going back tonight and do dirty work like I should
Some say at twelve, some say at two When you come to this way, I know just what to do Oh, I am the wrong man, don't mean nobody no good Going back tonight and do dirty work like I should
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How Did It Happen? - Walter Jacobs Actual pitch: C (s) Main guitar position: C Fiddle position: n/a Mandolin position: n/a Second guitar position: n/a
Lyrics: How did it happen? How did it happen? She approached me with love, the tender feeling won't stop How did it happen? How did it happen? She approached me with love and now she found my weak spot When we first met we knowed not each other's first name I asked a little information and she did the same Finally we come to know each other, plain Say, little girl, look like you would be my dame Oh, how did it happen? How did it happen? She approached me with love and now she found my weak spot
How did it happen? How did it happen? She approached me with love and that tender feeling won't stop How did it happen? How did it happen? She approached me with love and now she found my weak spot If you should be lovin' then I'll be kind There will be nothing to ravel our minds Let's live together without anything so wrong All our little faults, let's we leave them at home Oh, how did it happen? How did it happen? She approached me with love and now she found my weak spot
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Rats Been On My Cheese - Walter Jacobs Actual pitch: D-flat (f) Main guitar position: C Fiddle position: n/a Mandolin position: n/a Second guitar position: n/a
Lyrics: I always thought there was something happening, now somehow I see I went home late last night, the rats was on my cheese Hey old gal, stop your kicking that cat around I'm going to set my trap for you, the rats been on my cheese
One of these nights, I'm going to catch him, right on my cake or cheese I'm going to spring my trap suspicion, goin' make the poor boy sneeze Hey old gal, stop your kicking that cat around I'm going to set my trap for you, the rats been on my cheese
I went home late last night, the rat was on his knees He said, "I ain't trying to hurt you, just want a piece of cheese." Hey old gal, stop your kicking that cat around I'm going to set my trap for you, the rats been on my cheese
The rats are getting so bad here, now, since my house cat's gone They've eaten all of my cheese and got the bag all under his arm Hey old gal, stop your kicking that cat around I'm going to set my trap for you, the rats been on my cheese
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Every Dog Must Have His Day - Walter Vincson Actual pitch: F Main guitar position: Dropped-D Fiddle position: n/a Mandolin position: n/a Second guitar position: n/a
Lyrics: Take women these days, they sharp as any pin They'll give you over half the rope, then beat you to the end Oh yes, every dog must have his day And if old sayings are true, a good dog will have them today
My mind is all ramshacked, my heart is full of pain If money lasts, my luck is bound to change Oh yes, every dog must have his day And if old sayings are true, a good dog will have them today
Here's a little something will make you all but cry When all your money gone, you can't buy nary a hair pie Oh yes, every dog must have his day And if old sayings are true, a good dog will have them today
It used to give me misery, boy and that was a dose But now it all settle around the old mail post Oh yes, every dog must have his day And if old sayings are true, a good dog will have them today
When I was a young man, I used to play my fiddle The bow's done got old, now it bends in the middle Oh yes, every dog must have his day And if old sayings are true, a good dog will have them today
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You Know What You Promised Me - Walter Vincson Actual pitch: F Main guitar position: Dropped-D Fiddle position: n/a Mandolin position: n/a Second guitar position: n/a
Lyrics: I can't sleep for dreaming, you been doggin' me 'round Can't sleep for dreaming, you been doggin' me 'round But you know what you promised me, baby when the sun goes down
Just as sure as the sun shine and the world turns 'round and 'round Just as sure as the sun shine and the world turns 'round and 'round But you know what you promised me, baby when the sun goes down
Now it ain't no need to keep late hours downtown It ain't no need to keep late hours downtown Because you know what you promised me, baby when the sun goes down
Won't nobody do when you ain't around Won't nobody do when you ain't around Because you know what you promised me, baby when the sun goes down
Now if you don't stop drinkin' and stop your runnin' around If you don't stop drinkin' and stop your runnin' around You can keep what you promised me, baby when the sun goes down
Edited 7/31/20 by Johnm
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Gulf Coast Bay - Walter Vincson Actual pitch: F Main guitar position: F Fiddle position: n/a Mandolin position: n/a Second guitar position: n/a
Lyrics: My little girl she left me, gone out on the Gulf Coast Bay, hey, hey mama My little girl she have left me, gone out on the Gulf Coast Bay Oh, but that's alright mama, I like you just straight the old way
Can you remember when we were children and used to play? Hey, hey mama Can you remember when we were children and used to play? Oh, but that's alright mama, I like you just straight the old way
I'm sorry I met you, hate I known your name today, hey, hey mama Sorry I met you, hate I known your name today Oh, but that's alright mama, I like you just straight the old way
Think I'll make my home way out on the Gulf Coast Bay, hey, hey mama Think I'll make my home way out on the Gulf Coast Bay Oh, but that's alright mama, I like you just straight the old way
Have you ever been playing, boy and wanted to stay, hey, hey mama Have you ever been playing, boy and wanted to stay Oh, but that's alright mama, I like you just straight the old way
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Rosa Lee Blues - Walter Vincson Actual pitch: G (f) Main guitar position: G Fiddle position: n/a Mandolin position: n/a Second guitar position: n/a
Lyrics: I heard you was a roller and I come to chock your wheels I heard you was a roller, come to chock your wheels No, a roller never knowed just how a kid man feels
I got something to tell you make the hair rise on your head I got something to tell you make the hair rise on your head Now this mellow meat I got'll make the springs cry on your bed
Rosa Lee, Rosa Lee, now, baby please don't stall Rosa Lee, Rosa Lee, baby please don't stall I'm playing policy in your name and I hope them numbers fall
spoken: Sure did, man, sure did
The numbers in your name is seven, fourteen, forty-three Oh, the numbers in your name is seven, fourteen, forty-three I'm goin' tell all rounders to please let these numbers be
Can't Get A Word In Edgeways - Walter Vincson Actual pitch: G (f) Main guitar position: G Fiddle position: n/a Mandolin position: n/a Second guitar position: n/a
Lyrics: She won't talk for crying, you know that's driving me blind Her love is so strong it's taken both of my [wrong] You know your loving ways, causes me around here today Her mouth is so full of kisses, I can't get a word in edgeways
She got a look in her eyes that makes me feel surprised She ain't been the best, but [it] reminds me of Mae West You know your loving ways, causes me around here today Her mouth is so full of kisses, I can't get a word in edgeways
She got a feelings in her hands that appeal to most any man Smile on her face will make a mule break his trace You know your loving ways, causes me around here today Her mouth is so full of kisses, I can't get a word in edgeways
Her hair is very well curly, eyes is all but blue The good part about it, she wears a number four shoe You know your loving ways, causes me around here today Her mouth is so full of kisses, I can't get a word in edgeways
At times she lies, her face up to the side of mine Pats me on the shoulder and says "Daddy, please take your time." You know your loving ways, causes me around here today Her mouth is so full of kisses, I can't get a word in edgeways
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Hi all, I have another personnel question re Walter Vinson's recordings, in this case, "Every Dog Must Have His Day", which he recorded as Leroy Carter. I was wondering if there is information as to the identity of the harmonica player on the track--he sounds like Robert Lee McCoy to me. Thanks for any information on this. You can listen to the track towards the end of the first page of this thread. I was quite surprised to hear Walter Vinson playing with a harmonica player, but he and the harp player both sound great and it's a strong track. Give it a listen, if you wish. All best, Johnm
Hi all, I just re-listened and noticed there is also bass on "Every Dog Must Have His Day" and "You Know What You Promised Me", along with Walter Vinson and Robert Lee McCoy. Does anyone know the identity of the bass player? Thanks for any information. All best, Johnm
In that year, 1941, Elkins played behind Jazz Gillum (w/ Broonzy and Washboard Sam), Robert Petway, Willie "61" Blackwell, Big Joe (McCoy) and his Rhythm (Charley and Robert Lee McCoy), Gillum again, Robert Lockwood, Walter Vincson, Washboard Sam, Doctor Clayton, St Louis Jimmy, Roosevelt Sykes, Peter Chatman, Gillum again, Sonny Boy Williamson, Yank Rachel, Joe Williams, Memphis Minnie w/ Little Son Joe (and then vice versa), and then finished the year behind Big Maceo w/ Tampa Red. All for Bluebird except the Memphis Minnie/ Little Son Joe for OK. Whew!
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Thanks for the information, Jeff, and also thanks, Wax, for your research a few years back on bass and imitation bass players. I will make the attributions to Alfred Elkins on the Walter Vinson tunes in Weeniepedia. All best, Johnm
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