Topic: Papa Charlie Jackson Lyrics

[uncle bud]

JohnM was talking about this one in the 8 Bar blues thread. Great song (can't post an mp3 at the moment but you can request it on the Juke)




Coffee Pot Blues - Papa Charlie Jackson (from Complete Recorded Works Vol 1 on Document)

You can always tell when your good gal don't want to be seen
Because your meals ain't ready, the house is never clean

Just like hunting for a needle buried in a bed of sand
That is to find a woman haven't got no man

Three barrels of the whiskey, mama four barrels of gin
She said the headknocker is home, daddy, and you can't come in

It was early one morning just at the close of four
When Charlie Smith knocked on Evelyn's door

She jumped up sweet babe, tipped on across the floor
Hollering long tall daddy, don't you knock no more

It was in the loving kitchen, where they made the plot
For to poison her father and her mother in the coffeepot

Then they carried the remains throwed it out in the yard
Killed fifteen chickens and wounded that prattlin' dog

Policeman said to Freddie what do you know 'bout this
Says I guess you'll have to go arrest poor Charlie Smith

Then they carried poor Charlie put him behind the bars
Give him thirty‑nine days mama and that ain't all

Poor Evelyn's in jail with her back turned to the wall
Hollering cruel kind daddy you know you the cause it all

I'm going to sing this time, ain't going to sing no more
Because my throat's got dry, swear my tongue's too sore

[waxwing]

Yeah, UB, but once one person requests it everybody else has to wait for how ever long. I think I might have it tho' so I'll see if I can dig it up. If I haven't posted it by the time you get home, do it yourself. I haven't figured out if I can downlaod from the Juke and load the resultant file into Transcribe! yet, so an mp3 really helps.
All for now.
John C.

[uncle bud]

Well I recommend everyone who doesn't have it buy the CD...

[waxwing]

OK Smartass, I got it. <G> I'll post it and give a listen at half speed.
All for now.
John C.


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[frankie]

She said the head ? is home, daddy, and you can't come in

She said the headknocker's home, daddy, and you can't come in

Killed fifteen chickens ?? that ? dog

Killed fifteen chickens [and] wound[ed] that prattlin' dog

it sounds to me like "and" is sung low and quiet between "chickens" and the word that sounds like "wound".? I think he's saying "wounded", but the -ed get's dropped.? Admittedly, I'm not familiar with dogs that actually prattle, but that's what it sounds like to me.

Policeman said to Freddie what do you know 'bout this

Wait a second.... ?why drag Freddie into this? ?Who the hell is Freddie, anyway?

Hollering cruel kind daddy you know you the cause it all

Clearly a complex guy.? Full of contradictions.

[waxwing]

Yep, sounds to me like Frank's got all your problems solved.
All for now.
John C.

[Johnm]

Hi all,
Wow, you guys sure beat me to it, but I'm not complaining.? Somehow I had gotten the idea that it was a brindle dog, but it doesn't sound remotely like that.? Sounds more like prattling or bridling, neither of which makes particular sense.? Oh well.
How about Papa Charlie's touch and time?? Oof!
All best,
Johnm

[frankie]

How about Papa Charlie's touch and time?? Oof!

I'll second that oof.? Too bad there's no sequel!

[Slack]

..in case someone else is fooling around with this.



Baby Please Loan Me Your Heart
Papa Charlie Jackson

Intro

Loan Me Your Heart
Please Baby Can?t You Loan Me Your Heart
I?ll Pay You Back
When Times Get Hard

Now You Know Baby, You Know It?s True
I Don?t Love No One But You
I?m Going To Tell You
Just What To Do

Now If You Loan Me Your Heart
Now Baby Can?t You Loan Me Your Heart
I?ll Never See The Day
You And I Will Never Be Apart

I?m Going To Tell You Just Before We Start
All I Want You To Do Is To Loan Me Your Heart
Loan Me Your Heart
Baby Please Loan Me Your Heart

Do de do?. for all measures except last, whcih is:

I?m Going To Ask You Now Baby ?fore You Start
All You Got To Do Is To Loan Me Your Heart
Loan Me Your Heart
Baby Please Loan Me Your Heart

[LoneWolf]

Hi guys. I can't find any of his lyrics on the net. How about collecting as much of his lyrics as we can, especially of his early songs.

[banjochris]

OK. I'll start off with a really hard one -- "Airy Man Blues." Papa Charlie sings this really fast and the acoustic recording doesn't help any. Any corrections/suggestions would be appreciated, especially for the very last line of the second verse.



Now looky Mr. Bill, say you think you [is (or been) sharp],
You know Miss Delinah done broke your heart
She put you out, she told you to go,
you never come back to her house no more
Now you here tryin' to throw me down,
you know you're the worstest man in town
If you keep on talkin', and you surely will,
Say you'll never get a ten-dollar bill

You can keep on talkin' little darling babe but don't need no airy man,
I want these browns that never know a thing [maybe "his place"] to clearly understand,
You can bring me my wood,
You can bring me my clothes,
You can iron my skirt,
You can bless my soul,
You can get yourself together, you can stay out with the weather
I don't need no airy man.

Now there was an old lady and her husband
They took a stroll just the other day
She walked all out on State Street,
Just to pass the time away
Said she walked to the hop shack darling babe
And these is the words she say,
She's gonna smoke-a her hop,
Gonna drink her tea
Till the [??] on me

Chris

[uncle bud]

Good idea, LoneWolf. I've done a few, not necessarily early stuff, which can be damned hard to hear given the acoustical recording techniques - of which Airy Man is a great (and difficult) example.

Here's what I've got for "If I Got What You Want"



If I Got What You Want ? Papa Charlie Jackson
In C, pitched B


Spoken: Hey man, don?t you know I?m in business now? People treddin? from miles and miles around to get my stuff.

What kind of stuff are you handlin??

Apples. Oranges. And bananas. And I got somethin? else too, but I?ll tell you about it a little later on.

Yeah man!

Oh lay it, papa. Think I ain?t. You tellin? me?


Now if I got what you want, come on get it
Sweet baby, don?t you know you?re welcome to

If I got what you want, come on and get it
Sweet baby, don?t you know you?re welcome to

If I got what you want, come on and get it
Don?t you know you?re leavin? your papa with the weary blues?

Some women burn up all of your clothes
Some women burn up all of your shoes
But I?ve got a long tall mama now babe
That really has studied my rules
(Come get me, folks)

If I got what you want, come on and get it
Sweet baby, don?t you know you?re welcome to

Spoken: If I got what you want, come on over in [Jewtown] and get it
Sweet mama, you?re really perfectly welcome to

If I got what you want ? I hope I have ? come on and get it
Don?t you know you?re leavin? your papa with the weary blues?

Some women get mad and burn up your clothes
Some women get mad and burn up your shoes
But I?ve got a long tall mama now babe
That really have studied my rules
Yeah man


If I got what you want, come on and get it
Sweet baby, don?t you know you?re welcome to

Scat verse

2nd Scat verse

Some women burn up all of your clothes
Some women burn up all of your shoes
But I?ve got a long tall mama now babe
That really has studied my rules
(Come get me, folks)

If I got what you want, come on and get it
Sweet baby, don?t you know you?re welcome to
I mean, don?t you know you?re welcome to

[uncle bud]

I think JohnM transcribed this one (I certainly don't remember doing it). A great tune...

Coffee Pot Blues ? Papa Charlie Jackson
In E position

You can always tell when your good gal don't want to be seen
Because your meals ain't ready, the house is never clean

Just like hunting for a needle buried in a bed of sand
That is to find a woman haven't got no man

Three barrels of the whiskey, mama four barrels of gin
She said the headknocker?s home, daddy, and you can't come in

It was early one morning just at the close of four
When Charlie Smith knocked on Evelyn's door

She jumped up sweet babe, tipped on across the floor
Hollering long tall daddy, don't you knock no more

It was in the loving kitchen, where they made the plot
For to poison her father and her mother in the coffeepot

Then they carried the remains throwed it out in the yard
Killed fifteen chickens and wounded that prattlin? dog

Policeman said to Freddie what do you know 'bout this
Says I guess you'll have to go arrest poor Charlie Smith

Then they carried poor Charlie put him behind the bars
Give him thirty-nine days mama and that ain't all

Poor Evelyn's in jail with her back turned to the wall
Hollering cruel kind daddy you know you the cause it all

I'm going to sing this time, ain't going to sing no more
Because my throat's got dry, swear my tongue's too sore

[uncle bud]

This one reminds me a bit of Lemon's Hot Dogs.



Look Out Papa Don?t Tear Your Pants ? Papa Charlie Jackson
In Am and C

Hu-la, Hu-la
Been to the doctor's and I'm [cool-a]
Hu-la, Hu-la, Hu-la, Hu-la, Hu-la

Spoken: Yessir! My pappy?s an old man, crazy ?bout young gals.  By me being the oldest son, that made me be crazy too. Now I?m gonna tell you all about my pappy gettin? over that fence.

Look out pappy gonna tear your pants
I want you to understand
An old man can?t get over that fence
Oh daddy don?t tear your pants

Look out papa gonna tear your pants
I want you to clearly understand
You know you had a needle and you had some thread
And you oughta done sewed them pants

Look out daddy gonna tear your pants
I want you to understand
Mama?s nose can?t understand
Oh daddy don?t get over that fence

Aw papa gonna tear your pants
I want you to understand
You know you had a needle and you had some thread
And you oughta done sewed them pants

Aw look out daddy gonna tear your pants
I want you to understand
An old man mama don?t understand
Oh daddy don?t tear your pants

Spoken: Let me do it.
I wanna tell you, let?s understand
You know you had a needle and you had some thread
And you oughta done sewed them pants

Spoken: Now daddy, please don?t tear your pants
Mama don?t understand

You know you had a needle and you had some thread
And you oughta done sewed them pants

[uncle bud]

Papa Charlie plays this one on guitar as I recall...



We Can?t Buy It ? Papa Charlie Jackson
In D, pitched C#

Things getting tight in this town
All the bootleggers are closing down

Because we can?t buy it
We can?t buy it
Town?s gettin? dry, we can?t buy it no more

I went cross town is where I used to stay
The guy hasn?t got no liquor today

Chorus

Now the bootleggers cryin?, packin? their things
Everywhere you go you can hear them sing

Chorus

I?d buy a drink, mama, just for you
But thirty-five years will never do

Chorus

I used to get it for 25 cents a pint
Now they closin? all the moonshine joints

Chorus

Now it t?ain?t no used to weep, ain?t no used to wail
If you bought some of the hooch?? you?re going to jail

Chorus

All the bootleggers going to get a job
They gonna join that everyday workin? mob

Chorus

I like my whiskey, like my wine
But I can?t pay no ten thousand dollar fine

Chorus


edited the tuning. I had this one in dropped D on paper, but had decided awhile ago that it's in D, regular tuning, with the 5th string A being the low bass. Of course, JohnM's Papa Charlie keys thread has it that way as well.