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- Ah learnt this hyar one offa Aromatic Lewis, back in ‘87. It’s calt th’ Bus Driver Blues an’ it go like this:
I cut myself shavin’ this mornin’, an’ it bled all day long;
I said, I cut myself shavin’ this mornin’, an’ it bled all day long;
I ain’t no weak man, just these hyar blues is so daggone strong.
- Ah learnt this hyar one offa Feeble Evans, back in ‘87. It’s calt th’ Telemarketer Blues an’ it go like this:
Th’ fireplace is empty an’ th’ faucet water’s brown;
mmm-hmm, y’know, th’ fireplace is empty an’ th’ faucet water’s brown;
Don’t call nobody happy until they six feet underground.
- A verse from th’ Lion Tamer Blues, popular in Texarkana after th’ war:
When I drive I get flat tires, but when I fly, I crash th’ plane;
mmm-hmm, y’know, when I drive I get flat tires, but when I fly, I crash th’ plane;
Just wanna be a ol’ man someday, get me some dark glasses an’ a cane.
- A verse from th’ Horrible Blues, popular in Pittsburgh after th’ war:
I cut myself shavin’ this mornin’, an’ it bled all day long;
now, I cut myself shavin’ this mornin’, an’ it bled all day long;
I’m sick’n’tard o’ these blues, but I ain’t got no ovva song.
- Ah learnt this hyar one offa Colorful Cook, back in ‘11. It’s calt th’ Mortician Blues an’ it go like this:
Whiskey shots won’t do no mo’, I hadda move to whiskey cups;
I said, whiskey shots won’t do no mo’, I hadda move to whiskey cups;
Had that ticket in my hand, lord—then I went an’ tore it up.