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THE BLUES*
"Takes a long freight train wid a red caboose to carry my blues away." "When my heart struck sorrow de tears come a-rollin' down."
"Sometimes I jes' sings an' picks, an5 sometimes I jes' sings an' thinks, an' sometimes I jes' sings. My blues ain't got no time, ain't got no place, don't mean nothm' to me an' nobody else. But good Lawd, I got de blues, can't be satisfied, got to sing. When I gits 'bout half high as Georgia pine, 'bout forty wid de cleaver, an' 'bout half 'sleep, I sings slow blues, don't know what I'm singin', don't know what they mean. Still they has singin' feelin' an' I puts all sorts an' kinds together. . . .
"Hey, mama, hey, baby, you don't know my mind, When you think I'm lovin' you, Fm leavin' you behin'.
Hey, mama, hey, baby, you don't know my mind, When you think I'm laughin', laughin' to keep from crying __Left Wing Gordon, in Howard Odum's Rainbow Round My Shouldtr.
♦ We are indebted to the books of Professor Newman I. White, Professor Howard Odum, and professor Guy Johnson throughout this section. |
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