Big Apple Blues Trk 19 3:05 Robert Lee McCoy (aka Rambin' Bob and Robert Nighthawk) (John Lee Williamson) Recorded December 18, 1939 Aurora, Illinois Robert Lee McCoy - vocal & guitar, probably Speckled Red - piano Sonny Boy Williamson - harmonica. Album: Robert Lee McCoy Bluebird Recordings 1937-1938 Bluebird RCA #67146-2
Now you know, baby You told me you didn't want me no mo' Now you know you told me, baby 'At you didn't want me no mo' Now with me you done showed your big apple Yo' daddy got to let you go
Now you know the day, baby You driftin' round from do' to do' Now you know, baby You driftin' round from do' to do' Now, since you done showed your big apple I can't love you no mo'
Now baby, when I had you You couldn't find no kind-a place to go Now when I had you, baby You could no kind kind-a sho' place to go But since you done showed yo' big apple You driftin from do' to do'
'Play that thing'
(harmonica & instrumental)
'Oh, that's tough playin, Mike'
'Oh, I guess I'll find me another one'
'Yas'
Now baby, since it's gon' to rainin' And begin to snow Baby, since it begin to rain And begin to snow Now, you done showed your big apple Ain't hardly got a place to go.
The woman I love, is the woman I hate to see (You shouldn't do that, you shouldn't do that) Now, the woman that I love, is a woman I hate to see (You shouldn't do that, you shouldn't do that) You know that little girl, won't even write to me (You shouldn't do that, you shouldn't do that)
I'm gonna grab me a picket off my neighbor's fence (You shouldn't do that, you shouldn't do that) I'm gonna grab me a picket off-a my next do's neighbor's fence (You shouldn't do that, you shouldn't do that) Gonna wup that woman head until she learns some sense (You shouldn't do that, you shouldn't do that)
I'm gonna grab me a freight train, ride into this town (You shouldn't do that, you shouldn't do that) I'm gonna grab me a freight train, ride into the town (You shouldn't do that, you shouldn't do that) And goin' be at the main street in Benoit standing there (You shouldn't do that, you shouldn't do that)
I'm gonna grab me a shotgun with a great long smokey barrel
(You shouldn't do that, you shouldn't do that) I'm gonna grab me a shotgun with a great long smokey barrel (You shouldn't do that, you shouldn't do that) I'm gonna kill that man-friend, lovin' round wit' my gal (You shouldn't do that, you shouldn't do that) 'bad thing'
Don't want me baby, please don't dog me 'round (She shouldn't do that, she shouldn't do that) Don't want me baby, please don't dog me 'round (She shouldn't do that, she shouldn't do that) Know you lovin' someone else, yeah in yo' li'l home town (She shouldn't do that, she shouldn't do that)
I gave you my money babe, an you can't explain (She shouldn't do that, she shouldn't do that) Well, I gave you my money an you can't even explain (She shouldn't do that, she shouldn't do that) Been takin' my money, gave it to your other man (You shouldn't do that, you shouldn't do that)
'Yeah!'
Gon' sing this song, an I ain't gonna sing no mo' (You shouldn't do that, you shouldn't do that) I'm gon' sing this song, an I ain't gonna sing no mo' (You shouldn't do that, you shouldn't do that) Well, my fingers tired, an my throat is sore (You shouldn't do that, you shouldn't do that).
You're All I've Got To Live For Trk 16 3:24 Robert Lee McCoy (aka Ramblin' Bob and Robert Nighthawk) (Robert Lee McCoy) Recorded: December 18, 1938 Aurora, Illinois Robert Lee McCoy - vocal & guitar, 'probably' Speckled Red - piano Sonny Boy Williamson - harmonica. (credits from Bluebird insert) Album: Robert Lee McCoy Bluebird Recordings 1937-1938 Bluebird RCA #67146-2
Now look-a-here, darlin' You're the only one I love Now you know how I feel like, baby In my heart the star above
Oh-oh, baby how can it be? You's all I got to live for Now darlin', please don't mistreat me
Now you know you's a good little girl Do anything I say I wouldn't mistreat you Not in nary single day
Oh-oh, baby how can it be? You's all I got to live for Baby, please don't mistreat me
Now when I was down, baby Didn't have a single dime
You'd taken me, baby Wouldn't pay other men no mind
Oh-oh, baby how can it be? You's all I got to live for Darlin', please don't mistreat me
'Yas yas'
(piano & guitar)
'Go get another half-a-pint' 'And a cool can a-beer'
Now you know I love you, baby Will love you 'till I die Give you anything, baby That your heart desires
Oh-oh, babe how can it be? You's all I got to live for Darlin', please don't mistreat me
Now you know I love you, baby I don't see the reason why Ev'rytime I see you lookin' at another man I wants to cry
Oh-oh, babe how can it be? You's all I got to live for Darlin', please don't mistreat me.
Every Day And Night Trk 14 3:16 Robert Lee McCoy (aka Ramblin' Bob and Robert Nighthawk) (Robert Lee McCoy) Recorded: December 18, 1938 Aurora, Illinois Robert Lee McCoy - vocal & guitar, 'probably' Speckled Red - piano Sonny Boy Williamson - harmonica. (credits from Bluebird insert) Album: Robert Lee McCoy Bluebird Recordings 1937-1938 Bluebird RCA #67146-2
I'll get the blues 'round about midnight Early with the risin' sun I'll get to thinkin' bout my sweet woman And all the good she done And my heart gets like a hammer And my eyes get full a-tears She only been gone about twenty-four hours But it seem like a thousand years
Boys, I should have loved her more But you know I didn't treat her right Yes, I should-a loved her more But you know I didn't treat her right You take a woman like that Need lovin' ev'ryday an night
Now the blues get-a pilin' up on me But I brought it all on myself When I should-a been lovin' my woman I was out with somebody else Now, here's a mighty hard pill to swallow But I want all you men to know You better mind what you are sowin' Because you've got to reap what you sew
Boys, don't never dog your woman When you know you're doin' wrong, yourself Yes, don't never dog your woman When you know you're doin' wrong, yourself It'll put the devil in her mind She will go wild about somebody else
Now, the river runs into the ocean And the ocean po's into the sea But if I don't find my sweet woman Somebody got to bury me
Because I love that woman Better than I do, myself, hoo Yes, I love that woman Better than I do myself, ooo And it really breaks my heart But I know she with somebody else.
Mamie Lee Trk 10 3:04 Robert Lee McCoy (aka Ramblin' Bob and Robert Nighthawk) (John Lee 'Sonny Boy' Williamson) Recorded: November 11, 1937 Aurora, Illinois Robert Lee McCoy - vocal & guitar, Henry Townsend - piano Sonny Boy Williamson - harmonica. (credits from Bluebird insert) Album: Robert Lee McCoy Bluebird Recordings 1937-1938 Bluebird RCA #67146-2
I was just sittin' her studyin' About Miss Mamie Lee Yes, I was just sittin' her studyin' About Miss Mamie Lee You know she's a good woman You know she's good to me
You know she give me her money She treats me so nice and kind You know she give me her money
She treats me so nice and kind You know she seem to love me Even if I ain't got a dime
She's got hair like a angel She got wings like a dove She got hair like a angel She got wings just like a dove I'm goin' back to that woman She is the one I love
(harmonica & guitar)
I can remember the Christmas She made Santa Claus come to me I can remember the Christmas She made Santa Claus come to me She let me hang my little stockin' On her little Christmas tree.
Brickyard Trk 9 3:15 Robert Lee McCoy (aka Ramblin' Bob and Robert Nighthawk) (John Lee 'Sonny Boy' Williamson) Recorded: November 11, 1937 Aurora, Illinois Robert Lee McCoy - vocal & guitar, Henry Townsend - piano Sonny Boy Williamson - harmonica. (credits from Bluebird insert) Album: Robert Lee McCoy Bluebird Recordings 1937-1938 Bluebird RCA #67146-2
I got a girl in the brickyard I declare, as sweet as she can be I got a girl in the brickyard She's just as sweet as she can be You know I love that woman I declare, she good to me
I love my brickyard woman I love that woman in the west end, too I love my brickyard woman I love that woman in the west end, too
Ain't gonna tell my brickyard woman What that woman in the west end can do
Now she works hard ev'ryday An she brings her money home She works hard ev'ryday An she brings her money home Whenever you got a woman like that I declare, you can't go wrong
'Ooh, step on it'
(harmonica)
'Ooh, I'm crazy 'bout that woman'
Well, an I'm goin' down in the brickyard I'm goin' down there tonight I'm goin' down in the brickyard I'm goin' down there tonight Because my west end woman I declare, she ain't treatin' me right.
Mean Black Cat Trk 8 2:41 Robert Lee McCoy (aka Ramblin' Bob and Robert Nighthawk) (John Lee 'Sonny Boy' Williamson) Recorded: November 11, 1937 Aurora, Illinois Robert Lee McCoy - vocal & guitar, Henry Townsend - piano Sonny Boy Williamson - harmonica. (credits from Bluebird insert) Album: Robert Lee McCoy Bluebird Recordings 1937-1938 Bluebird RCA #67146-2
It's a mean black cat been Sratchin' round my do' Yes, there's a mean black cat been Scratchin' round my do' But if I catch him scratchin' He ain't gon' scratch no mo'
Now this black cat is evil He rambles late at night Yes, this black cat is evil He rambles late at night You know he don't mean me no good He won't treat nobody right
This black cat has been ramblin' He been scratchin' all night long This black cat been ramblin' He been scratchin' all night long When I come home last night I found my baby gone.
My Friend Has Forsaken Me Trk 7 3:05 Robert Lee McCoy (aka Ramblin' Bob and Robert Nighthawk) (John Lee 'Sonny Boy' Williamson) Recorded: November 11, 1937 Aurora, Illinois Robert Lee McCoy - vocal & guitar, Henry Townsend - piano Sonny Boy Williamson - harmonica. (credits from Bluebird insert) Album: Robert Lee McCoy Bluebird Recordings 1937-1938 Bluebird RCA #67146-2
When I had money Lord, my friends all layin' around When I had money Lord, my friends all layin' around But now an I spent all my money All of my friends cannot be found
Now your friend don't know you Boys, when you down an out Your friend don't know you Boys, when you down an out
If you ask them for a favor They don't know what it's all about
Now they'll stop here to tell you Boys, what your friend will do Yes, they just stop here to tell you Boys, what your friend will do They'll help you spend all yo' money And sing farewell to you.
'Play that thing, boy'
(harmonica)
Well, I'm goin' away to leave you Oh yes, I'm goin' away Yes, I'm goin' away to leave you Oh yes, I'm goin' away Because my friends have forsaken me Boys, you know they threw me away.
Don't Mistreat Your Woman Trk 4 2:30 Robert Lee McCoy (aka Ramblin' Bob & Robert Nighthawk) (Robert McCoy) Recorded: Aurora, Illinois - Leland Hotel Wed May 5th, 1937 Robert Lee McCoy - vocals and guitar with Sonny Boy Williamson - harmonica and Joe Williams - guitar. Album: Robert Lee McCoy Bluebird Recordings 1937-1939 1997 Bluebird RCA #67416-2 (credits from Bluebird insert)
Don't mistreat yo' woman When you know you're doin' wrong, yourself Don't mistreat yo' woman When you know you're doin' wrong, yourself She will try to make a fool outta you Go wild about somebody else
Now, once had a good woman But you know I didn't treat her right Now, once had a good woman But you know I didn't treat her right
An now she's gone an left me I have to sleep by myself at night
Now, if you got a good woman You better always treat her right Now if you got a good woman You better always treat her right Because you know you'll miss her On some rainy night
'Play that thing'
(slide guitar)
Now, if I ever get another good woman I'm gon' know how to treat her right Now, if I ever get another good woman I'm gon' know how to treat her right Because you know it's too lonesome To sleep by yo'self at night.
