African-American “Country Blues” singer/guitarists, before World War II

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  1. Charlie Patton’s High Water Everywhere, pt 1
  2. Charlie Patton’s Moon Goin’ Down
  3. Charlie Patton’s Some Summer Day



  4. Mississippi John Hurt’s Stack O’Lee (Okeh 1928)
  5. Mississippi John Hurt’s Salty Dog (Okeh 1928)



  6. Blind Blake’s West Coast Blues
  7. (Paramount 1926)

  8. Blind Boy Fuller’s Rag, Mama, Rag (Vocalion/Columbia 1935)


  9. Blind Willie McTell’s Statesboro Blues (Victor 1928)
  10. Blind Willie McTell’s Atlanta Strut (Victor 1929)
  11. Blind Willie McTell’s Georgia Rag (Victor 1931)
  12. Ruth Willis and Blind Willie McTell’s Experience Blues


  13. Son House’s Mississippi Country Farm Blues (Paramount 1930)


  14. Skip James’ Devil Got My Woman (Paramount 1931)


  15. Tommy Johnson’s Canned Heat Blues (Victor 1928)





“EXPERIENCE BLUES” (Ruth Willis & Blind Willie McTell)

I once loved a man, that didn’t mean me no good
Wasn’t any use stop loving, I couldn’t see why I should

I woke up one morning, walking across the floor
I’m going away to leave you baby, I don’t mean you no good no more

You didn’t mean it baby, you hadn’t no right to lie
So go baby go, and stay until you die

I’m talking about a man, a man by the name of John
He’s the meanest man, that ever lived under the sun

What you see here Jenkins, just look what you done done
Lord you treat me like my troubles have just begun

Lord you left me worried, that’s why I’m all confused
That’s why I’m singing, these old experience blues


“STATESBORO BLUES LYRICS” (Blind Willie McTell)

Wake up mama, turn your lamp down low
Wake up mama, turn your lamp down low
Have you got the nerve to drive papa McTell from your door

My mother died and left me reckless, my daddy died and left me wild, wild, wild
Mother died and left me reckless, daddy died and left me wild, wild, wild
No, I’m not good lookin’, but I’m some sweet woman’s angel child


She’s a mighty mean woman, to do me this a-way
She’s a mighty mean woman, to do me this a-way
oing to leave this town, pretty mama, going away to stay

I once loved a woman, better than I ever seen

I once loved a woman, better than I ever seen

Treated me like I was a king and she was a doggone queen


Sister, tell your Brother, Brother tell your Auntie,
Auntie, tell your Uncle,Uncle tell my Cousin, Cousin tell my friend
Goin’ up the country, Mama, don’t you want to go?

May take me a fair brown, may take one or two more


Big Eighty left Savannah, Lord, and did not stop
You ought to saw that colored fireman when he got that boiler hot

Reach over in the corner, hand me my travelin’ shoes

You know by that, I got them Statesboro blues


Sister got ‘em, daddy got ‘em

Brother got ‘em, friend got ‘em, I got ‘em
Woke up this morning, we had them Statesboro blues

I looked over in the corner, grandma and grandpa had ‘em too.


“BROKE DOWN ENGINE BLUES” (Blind Willie McTell)

Feel like a broke-down engine, ain’t got no drivin’ wheel,
Feel like a broke-down engine, ain’t got no drivin’ wheel.
You all been down and lonesome, you know just how a poor man feels.

Been shooting craps and gambling, momma, and I done got broke,
Been shooting craps and gambling, momma, and I done got broke,
I done pawned my pistol, baby, my best clothes been sold.

Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lord.

I went down in my praying ground, fell on my bended knees,
I went down in my praying ground, fell on my bended knees,
I ain’t cryin’ for no religion, Lord, give me back my good gal please.

If you give me back my baby, I won’t worry you no more,
Give me back my baby, I won’t worry you no more,
Don’t have to put her in my house, Lordy, just lead her to my door.

Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lord.

Can’t you hear me, baby, rappin’ on your door?
Can’t you hear me, baby, rappin’ on your door?
Now you hear me tappin’, tappin’ across your floor.

Feel like a broke-down engine, ain’t got no drive at all,
Feel like a broke-down engine, ain’t got no drive at all.
What make me love my woman, she can really do the Georgia Crawl.

Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lord.

Feel like a broke-down engine, ain’t got no whistle or bell,
Feel like a broke-down engine, ain’t got no whistle or bell,
If you’re a real hot momma, drive away Daddy’s weeping spell.