Hi all, Does anyone know where Emery Glen hailed from? We probably know where he recorded, but that's not really the same thing. In any event, he was a careful-sounding 12-string guitarist and singer with four titles to his credit, I believe. For "Fifth Street Blues", he accompanied himself out of A position in standard tuning. Here is his performance:
Has anybody seen my good gal walking down Fifth Street? Has anybody seen my good gal walking down Fifth Street? I want to tell all you people to let that good gal be
She didn't receive no letter, but she received a telegram She didn't receive no letter, she received a telegram "Don't you worry, sweet mama, papa be home some day."
Blue, baby, won't leave me too I'm blue, baby, Lord, she leave me too My Mama's baby, and I, sure ain't gonna leave me here
Is anybody seen my good gal walkin' down Fifth Street? Has anybody seen my good gal walkin' down Fifth Street? I'm going to tell all of you people, "You must let that good gal be."
I gets up every mornin', sets down, 'side of her bed I gets up every mornin', sets down, 'side of her bed Well now, yesterday she puts them jinx on me
I got the Fifth Street Blues, I don't know what to do I got the Fifth Street Blues, I don't know what to do And now it makes me sad, mama, she makes me moan and cry
She just like a watermelon vine, runnin' all over this town She just like a watermelon vine, runnin' all over this town But when I goes away, baby, I don't know what to do
Hi all, Does anyone know where Emery Glen hailed from? We probably know where he recorded, but that's not really the same thing. In any event, he was a careful-sounding 12-string guitarist and singer with four titles to his credit, I believe.
For what it's worth here is Glen's entry from Blues A Regional Exploration, Greenwood 2013 (LeBlanc & Eagle). Make of it what you will.
Blind Emery Glenn ([sic]: per files) (Emery Glen) (v/12-string-g) (possibly Pittman, Madison County, May 1898? [Emory Glenn] Fulton County, January 9, 1942). He may be Emroy Glenn [sic], born May 1898, a son of Hardey A. Glenn and Mariah Glenn, who was residing in Pittman District (near Sanford), Madison County, in 1900.
Thanks for that citation, Alan. It appears that this would be in Florida. Odd that they wouldn't think the state name was relevant in describing a location! All best, Johnm
Hi all, Emery Glen accompanied himself out of G position in standard tuning for "Blue Blazes Blazes". He goes long on his fourth verse and the ending of the song is lopped off. Here is his performance:
I got the blue, blue blazes blues, they burns all night long I got the blue, blue blazes blues, they burns all night long I sits up wondering because my good gal's gone
Smoke go up the chimbley, black clouds hanging low Smoke goes up the chimbley, black clouds hanging low Where in the world did my good gal go?
Papa love Mama, Mama do love men Papa love Mama, Mama do love men Mama's in the graveyard, Papa's in the pen
You would have the blue, blue blazes blues, they burns all night long You got the blue blazes blues, they burns all night long, if you had treated your good gal wrong Well, you can't mistreat 'em and keep 'em, too, why she left me no one ever knew
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Papa love Mama, Mama do love men Papa love Mama, Mama do love men Well, Mama's in the graveyard, Papa's in the pen
Blue, blue, blue She's blue, she don't know what to do My baby, when she leaves here, she don't know what to do
I got the blue blazes blues, I don't know what to do
Hi all, For "Back Door Blues", Emery Glen once again accompanied himself out of G position in standard tuning, playing an accompaniment substantially the same as the one he played for "Blue Blazes" Blues". This is an odd set of lyrics for sure, and it took a lot of listening. Here is Emery Glen's performance:
I went to bed last night with nothing on my mind I felt the good world, it was treatin' me kind
I dreamed I saw my mama tell me goodbye Well, I dreamed that I saw my mama tell me goodbye And then around the back door, I saw her tie another man's tie
Aaa, mama, you can't double-dog me Hey, mama, don't you double-dog me 'Cause if you want me to love you, just let me carry your back door key
'Tain't no woman, ah, and back-door me There 'tain't no woman, ahh and back-door me For I'm yours, one-and-all, or else your used-to-be
I got up this morning, 'vestigating on my mind Well, I got up this morning, 'vestigating on my mind I wanted to see if mama was the right kind
Sometime these dreams just like being awake There's sometime these dreams just like being awake I saw another man eating up my chocolate cake
Ah, cain't no woman, ah, and double-dog me Ah, there cain't no woman, ah, and double-dog me For if you want me to love you, have to let me carry your back door key
Well, there cain't no woman, ah, and back-door me Ah, there cain't no woman, ah, and back-door me I'm yours, one-and-all, or else your used-to-be