Jelly Roll Morton, Inventor Of Jazz, Online Book by Alan Lomax

with Some sheet music & lyrics.

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she played it all day long after she would first get up in the morning.
I stood on the corner, my feet was dripping wet,
I asked every man I met . . .
Cant give me a dollar, give me a lousy dime, Just to feed that hungry man of mine . . .**
Although I had heard them previously I guess it was Mamie first really sold me on the blues.*
* Bunk Johnson, old-time New Orleans trumpet remembered Mamie . . .
*'I knew Mamie Desdoumes real well. Played many a concert with her singing those same blues. She was pretty good looking—quite fair and with a nice head of hair. She was a hustlin' woman. A blues-singing poor gal. Used to play pretty passable piano around them dance halls on Perdido Street.
"When Hattie Rogers or Lulu White would put it out that Mamie was going to be singing at their place, the white men would turn out in bunches and them whores would clean up."
** Tune 1, Appendix 1.