Robert Lee McCoy

Lonesome World Trk 2 2:33
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)


Now don't the world look lonesome
When the evenin' sun goes down?
Now don't the world look lonesome
When the evenin' sun goes down?
Now it makes a man know one thing
That they's on they last go round

Now an the sun rise in the east
An it goes down in the west
Now an the sun rise in the east


An it goes down in the west
An it leaves me here thinkin'
About the one I love best

Now some of the people don't like me
Don't even want me around
Now some a the people don't like me
Don't even want me around
Ev'rytime I pay 'em a visit
They wanna drive me out they town

(guitar)

'Boy, play that thing, play that thing'

Now, it's gonna be one a these mornin's
I'm gonna leave this lonesome place
Now, it's gonna be one a these mornin's
I'm gon' leave this lonesome place
Because I'm here, baby
I ain't got no place to stay.

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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.

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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.

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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.

'Play it, now'

(harmonica & piano to end)

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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.

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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.

~

Look-a-here, baby
Better start right
Better stop
All n'yo clownin' fight

You better take it easy, baby
Take it easy, baby
You better take it easy, baby
'Cause I don't like the way you do

You use my money
You left me cold in hand
Taken my money
Start to rainsin' caine

You better take it easy, baby
Take it easy, baby
You better take it easy, baby
'Cause I don't like the way you do

Look-a-here baby
You better start right
Went out last night
An ya stayed all night

You better take it easy, baby
Take it easy, baby
Ya better take it easy, baby
'Cause I don't like the way you do

Use my money
Buy you coal and wood
When it was over
Told me, 'Leavin', no good'

You better take it easy, baby
Take it easy, baby
Ya better take it easy, baby
'Cause I don't like the way you do

Love me babe
Why don't you tell me so?
Know you lovin' someone else
And you can go

You better take it easy, baby
Take it easy, baby
Ya better take it easy, baby
'Cause I don't like the way you do

'Yas, yas'
'Hey!'
'Better take it easy'

Sing this song
Ain't gonna sing no mo'
Better stop hangin'
Around my do'

You better take it easy, baby
Take it easy, baby
Ya better take it easy, baby
'Cause I don't like the way you do.

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.

~

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.

~

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).

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.

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