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Offline LeftyStrat

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Re: She Shook Her Gin - Barbecue Bob
« Reply #15 on: July 02, 2010, 08:42:37 PM »
Now that you mention that, dj...and I hear the line over and over a time or two in my head,  I'm inclined to think you may be correct. I'll give it a listen or two when I get a chance.
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Offline banjochris

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Re: She Shook Her Gin - Barbecue Bob
« Reply #16 on: July 02, 2010, 10:46:33 PM »
Those last two verses should be:

Take all your liquor ANYWHERE you might
But shakin? that gin is just too tight

Shake it in the SUNSHINE, shake it in the shade
1930 MODEL JUST WON'T 'HAVE (as said before).

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Offline Rivers

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Re: Barbecue Bob Lyrics
« Reply #17 on: September 17, 2010, 03:52:58 PM »
If you're still around sw0mgt, post what you have and we'll help. Using the Tags index there are a few on here, including She Shook Her Gin and Mississippi Heavy Water Blues: http://weeniecampbell.com/yabbse/index.php?amp;Itemid=60&option=com_smf&action=tags;id=132

I'll try to get around to starting a complete lyrics thread. Clearly it's long overdue.
« Last Edit: September 17, 2010, 03:59:15 PM by Rivers »

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Re: Barbecue Bob Lyrics
« Reply #18 on: July 04, 2012, 02:42:54 AM »
Hi alll,

I am interested on Twistin'that stuff from Barbecue Bob
Here is the song


As a participation I can provide you what I have found for She's coming back on some cold rainy day



She?s coming back on some cold rainy day
Robert Hicks a.k.a. ?Barbecue Bob?

Take you out mama. Out of the rain and snow
Then you leave me mama. But you can go
You?ll coming back on some cold rainy day

You?ll coming back  ( X4)
You?ll coming back on some cold rainy day

You haven?t? yell. You had your way
You have leaved me baby. Somehow some day
But You?ll coming back on some cold rainy day

You?ve taken my brother. My buddy too
When you?ve quit me baby, it was all  for you
You?ll coming back on some cold rainy day

Take what you can baby To be my friend
All you want baby : again a man
You?ll coming back on some cold rainy day

Thus you said baby That we were true
You want me baby And I want you
You?ll coming back on some cold rainy day

When it?s raining and cold And  ice and snow
Now you want baby Someplace to go
You?ll coming back on some cold rainy day

Tell  you something It?s right, it?s true
Everything will tell you No mean will do
But You?ll coming back on some cold rainy day

May be a long time But anyway
You?ll coming back baby Some rainy day
You?ll coming back on some cold rainy day


Offline LeftyStrat

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Re: Barbecue Bob Lyrics
« Reply #19 on: July 23, 2012, 03:26:44 PM »
If I may, I'd like to share what I hear when I listen to this one.  IMO, one of Bob's best!


She?s coming back on some cold rainy day
Robert Hicks a.k.a. ?Barbecue Bob?

Took you last winter, out the rain & snow
now you're leavin' me mama. But you can go
You?re coming back on some cold rainy day

You?re coming back  ( X4)
You?re coming back on some cold rainy day

For years and years you had your way
You'll listen to me, baby, some lonesome day
and you're coming back some cold rainy day

You?ve taken my brother. My buddy too
Way you treat me baby, (it's hard/all)  for you
You?re coming back some cold rainy day

Taken you baby To be my friend
All you want baby : a gang of  men
You?re coming back  some cold rainy day

Since you said, baby, that we were through
You'll want for me baby And I won't  want you
and You?re coming back some cold rainy day

When it?s raining and cold And  ice and snow
Know you want baby Someplace to go
You?re coming back  some cold rainy day

Tell you something It?s plainly true
Everything we tell you don't mean you'll do
But You?re coming back on some cold rainy day

May be a long time But anyway
You?re coming back baby Some rainy day
You?re coming back on some cold rainy day


Any suggestions or corrections appreciated.
Lefty :)

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Re: Barbecue Bob Lyrics
« Reply #20 on: January 03, 2013, 03:42:29 PM »
Hi all,
Barbecue Bob recorded "Black Skunk Blues" accompanying himself out of Spanish tuning, pitched up at B flat.  Though he used the same vocal melody as he sang his "Motherless Chile Blues" with, he does a much more lively rendition, and the comical mood of the song is altogether different.  Bob employs an exciting banjo-influenced right hand approach, and the performance is a perfect candidate for uncle bud's thread "Banjo on the Guitar", http://weeniecampbell.com/yabbse/index.php?topic=5044.0 .  I'd like to hear Jerron Paxton do this one, I reckon it would be right up his alley.  I really like the lyrics (especially the opening line to verse three), and boy, could Bob sing!

I caught a pretty little animal, it was stripeded black and white
I caught a pretty little animal, it was stripeded black and white
What it done to me, it spoiled me the rest of my life

I thought it was a squirrel, I took him into my camp
I thought it was a squirrel, I took him in my camp
When I put him down, all of my clothes was damp

All the people around me, they give me plenty air
All the people around me, they give me plenty air
It was so doggone strong I sniffle it everywhere

I never smelled a smell that smelled so doggone bad
I never smelled a smell, honey, that smelled so doggone bad
It was the worst old smell, baby, I ever had

I jumped into the water I scrubbed, scrubbed, scrubbed-scrubbed
But I smelled stronger, baby, the harder I rubbed

It was a doggone polecat, and he ain't no friend of mine
It was a doggone polecat, and he sure ain't no friend of mine
He as pretty as a white star, but he ain't worth a doggone dime

Edited 1/5 to pick up corrections from uncle bud, Johnm

All best,
Johnm
« Last Edit: January 05, 2013, 09:29:46 AM by Johnm »

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Re: Barbecue Bob Lyrics
« Reply #21 on: January 03, 2013, 08:59:06 PM »
Hi all,
Barbecue Bob played "Mississippi Heavy Water Blues" out of Spanish tuning (like the majority of his repertoire).  It is a beautiful one-chord piece, and it appealed to a lot of different people.  I'm aware of covers of it by Roscoe Holcomb, I believe, and Robert Pete Williams.  When you hear Barbecue Bob do it, it's not surprising that musicians have been attracted to the song.  In his verses, Bob pronounced "Mississippi" as it was spelled, but in his refrain he elided the second syllable.  He also sticks that "r" sound between "why" and "I'm" in the chorus.  What a beautiful performance.  I'd appreciate help with the one place.

I was walkin' down the levee with my head hangin' low
Lookin' for my sweet mama, ah, but she ain't here no more
REFRAIN: That's why I'm crying, Miss'ippi Heavy Water Blues

Lord, Lord, Lord, I'm so blue
My house got washed away, and I'm cryin' "How long 'fore another payday?"
REFRAIN: That's why I'm crying, Miss'ippi Heavy Water Blues

I'm sitting here looking at all of this mud
And my gal got washed away in that Mississippi flood
REFRAIN: That's why I'm crying, Miss'ippi Heavy Water Blues

I hope she come back someday, kind and true
Cain't no one satisfy her like her sweet papa do
REFRAIN: That's why I'm crying, Miss'ippi Heavy Water Blues

I think I heard a moan on that Arkansas side
Cryin', "How long, before sweet mama arrives?"
REFRAIN: That's why I'm crying, Miss'ippi Heavy Water Blues

I'm in Mississippi, with mud all in my shoes
My gal in Lou'siana with those high water blues
REFRAIN: That's why I'm crying, Miss'ippi Heavy Water Blues

(Spoken: Lord, send me a sweet mama)

Got plenty mud and water, don't need no wood or coal
All I need's some sweet mama, to just fill me jellyroll
REFRAIN: That's why I'm crying, 'sippi Heavy Water Blues

Nothin' but mud and water, far as I could see
I need some sweet mama, come and shake that thing with me
REFRAIN: That's why I'm crying, Miss'ippi Heavy Water Blues

Listen here, you mens, one more thing I'd like to say
Ain't no womens out here, for they all got washed away
REFRAIN: That's why I'm crying, Miss'ippi Heavy Water Blues

Lord, Lord, Lord, Mississippi shakin'
Lou'siana sinkin', the whole town's da-rinkin', Robert Hicks is singin'
REFRAIN: That's why I'm crying, Miss'ippi Heavy Water Blues

Edited 1/4 to pick up correction from uncle bud

All best,
Johnm



« Last Edit: January 04, 2013, 12:26:51 PM by Johnm »

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Re: Barbecue Bob Lyrics
« Reply #22 on: January 04, 2013, 06:17:53 AM »
Hi John - I think he might be singing "the whole TOWN DRINKIN'...", i.e. the water. If so, he sings DRINKIN' as three syllables: DA-RINKIN'.

I agree, this is one great performance.

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Re: Barbecue Bob Lyrics
« Reply #23 on: January 04, 2013, 06:53:43 AM »
Could be dialect, local pronunciation of 'wringing', as in 'wringing wet'.

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Re: Barbecue Bob Lyrics
« Reply #24 on: January 04, 2013, 08:17:43 AM »
Thanks for the suggestions, Rivers and uncle bud.  When I re-listened, I heard the hard "d" sound at the front end of the mystery phrase for the first time, so I do think it is "drinkin'", pronounced "da-rinkin'".  I've made the change.
All best,
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Re: Barbecue Bob Lyrics
« Reply #25 on: January 04, 2013, 12:35:28 PM »
FWIW, Andy Cohen does a nice version of the song (heavy time) and he also sings "drinkin'".

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« Reply #26 on: January 04, 2013, 08:31:40 PM »
Hi all,
Barbecue Bob recorded "Barbecue Blues" backing himself out of Spanish tuning.  Once again, his right hand approach (and his left hand, as well) seem as though they may very well have been banjo-influenced.  He was such an energetic and dynamic player; even in a style where rhythm is paramount, there were only a handful of players whose rhythmic engines rivaled Barbecue Bob's for sheer power and variety of expression.  When you hear his recordings, despite the fact that he's been dead for over eighty years now, it's hard to accept the fact that he died so young.  He's so full of life and high spirits on his recordings.  These things happen all the time, you tell yourself.

Woke up this morning, gal, twixt midnight and day
I woke up this morning, twixt midnight and day
With my hair on my pillow where my brownie used to lay

I know I ain't good-looking, teeth don't shine like pearls
I ain't good-looking, teeth don't shine like pearls
So glad good looks don't take you through this world

Go starch my jumper, mama, iron my overhall
Go starch my jumper, iron my overhall
My brown done quit me, God knows she had it all

I'm gon' tell you now, gal, like gypsy told the jew
Gon' tell you now, gal, like gypsy told the jews
"If you don't want me, it's a cinch I don't want you."

Did you ever dream lucky, wake up cold in hand?
Did you ever dream lucky, wake up cold in hand?
That's a mighty true sign your brown got some other man

My Mama told me, Papa told me too
My Mama told me, Papa told me too
Some brownskin woman gon' be the death of you

All best,
Johnm

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« Reply #27 on: January 05, 2013, 07:44:27 AM »
Hi all,
Barbecue Bob's "California Blues" must be one of the most exciting Country Blues performances ever.  He starts quick, but by his second solo he's just screaming along and keeps accelerating--whew!  He played it out of A position in standard tuning and takes a solo between each of his verses, so he was conscious of it being an instrumental showpiece.  The ending of each solo is a harmonized three-note descending line in the bass, resolving III-II-I, or mi-re-do.  The way Bob harmonized it is simultaneously a simple solution and exotic-sounding:  X-4-4-4-4-4 to X-2-2-2-2-2 to an A chord.  Try it, it sounds like a million bucks.  George Carter did a move very similar to it in "Rising River Blues".  If you've not heard "California Blues", seek it out; you're in for a treat.  Barbecue Bob pronounces "mountain" "mounting" in his next-to-last verse.

SOLO

How long, how long, how long my train been gone?
How long, how long, how long my train been gone?
Been gone long enough to take you to your good gal home

SOLO

Tell me wild women in California, where I so long to be
Tell me wild women in California, where I so long to be
Wild women and whiskey can make a fool out of me

SOLO

They can lead me like a little Airedale, only seven weeks old
They can lead me like a little Airedale, that's only seven weeks old
They can lead me to the water, shake my head, "No, no, no."

SOLO

The longest train I ever rode was seventy-nine coaches long
Longest train I ever rode was seventy-nine coaches long
But if the man hadn't sent me around the mountain, I'd've been gone

SOLO

I was on my way to California, where I so long to be
I was on my way to California, where I so long to be
Honey, I'm from Missouri, you have to excite me

SOLO

Edited 1/5 to pick up correction from uncle bud
« Last Edit: January 05, 2013, 06:43:55 PM by Johnm »

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Re: Barbecue Bob Lyrics
« Reply #28 on: January 05, 2013, 07:56:10 AM »
Hi John - Black Skunk Blues is a fun one. I hear a couple things different:

I thought it was a squirrel, I took him into my camp
I thought it was a squirrel, I him in my camp
When I put him down, all my clothes was damp

2.2 missing the work TOOK
2.3 When I put him down, all OF my clothes was damp

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All the people around me, they give me plenty air
All the people around me, they give me plenty air
It was so doggone strong I snifflied everywhere

3.3 John, as much as I like snifflied too, I wonder if it might be SNIFFLE IT.

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It was a doggone polecat, and he ain't no friend of mine
It was a doggone polecat, and he sure ain't no friend of mine
He as pretty as a white star, but he ain't worth a doggone dime

6.3 He HAD A pretty LITTLE WHITE STRIPE

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« Reply #29 on: January 05, 2013, 09:34:56 AM »
Thanks for the catches, uncle bud.  I agree with the ones in verse two and also that it is "sniffle it" rather than "snifflied" in verse three.  I do think "He as pretty as a white star" in the tagline to the last verse is very clear--I don't hear "little" or "stripe" at all, or "had" for that matter.  I found one other thing--in verse one he says "stripeded" rather than "striped".
All best,
Johnm

 


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