Memphis Minnie hat viele Songs geschrieben, darunter Bumble Bee, Mean Mistreater, Hoodoo Lady.
1939 traf sie Little Son Joe, mit dem sie ab diesem Zeitpunkt zusammenspielte. Er erschien ab dann bis zu ihrem Tod als Komponist auf allen ihren Platten . Zuvor hatte Minnie ihre Lieder selbst komponiert, während Little Son Joe bis zu seinem Zusammenkommen mit Minnie nie als Komponist erschienen war. Man kann also annehmen, dass diese Songs aus ihrer Feder stammen.
Bumble bee,
bumble bee, please come back to me 2x
He got the
best old stinger any bumble bee that I ever seen
He stung me
this morning, I been looking for him all day long 2x
Lord, it
got me to the place, hate to see my bumble bee leave home
Bumble bee,
bumble bee, don't be gone so long 2x
You's my
bumble bee and you're needed here at home
I can't
stand to hear him buzz, buzz, buzz
Come in,
bumble bee, want you to stop your fuss
You're my
bumble bee and you know your stuff
Oh, sting
me, bumble bee, until I get enough
Bumble bee,
bumble bee, don't be gone so long 2x
You's my
bumble bee and you're needed here at home
I don't
mind you going, ain't going to stay so long
You's my
bumble bee and you're needed here at home
I can't
stand to hear him buzz, buzz, buzz
Come in,
bumble bee, I want you to stop your fuss
You's my
bumble bee and you know your stuff
Oh, sting
me bumble bee, until I get enough
Moonshine Blues
I've got to
leave this town, I've got to go before the sun goes down 2x
'Cause I done got tired of these coppers running me around
I stayed in jail last night and all last night before 2x
I would have been there now if my daddy hadn't sprung the do'
I stay in so much trouble, that's why I've got to go 2x
But when I get out this time, I won't sell moonshine no more
I done packed my trunk and done shipped it on down the road 2x
Now I won't be bothered with these big bad bulls no more
Just keep me a-moving going from door to
door 2x
I done made up in my mind not to sell moonshine no more
Me and My Chauffeur Blues
Won't you
be my chauffeur 2x
I wants him to drive me
I wants him to drive me downtown
Yes he drives so easy I can't turn him down
But I don't want him 2x
To be ridin' his girls
To be ridin' his girls around
So I'm gonna steal me a pistol, shoot my chauffeur down
Well I must buy him 2x
A brand new V8
A brand new V8 Ford
Then he won't need no passengers, I will be his load
Wanna let my chauffeur 2x
Drive me around the
Drive me around the world
Then he can be my little boy, yes I'll be his girl
Doctor Doctor Blues
Doctor
stopped me from drinking, boys, I can't smoke no more 2x
And I can't see no peace, seem like nowhere I go
Oh, doctor, doctor, you know I got a lot of faith in you sx I'd trust you everywhere
But it hurt me so bad, when you say if I took another drink, nothing you could
do
Oh, doctor, doctor, I ain't drinked in a great long time 2x
(spoken: Bring us half a pint)
I'm gonna take a drink of this, if the good Lord don't change my mind
Now, look-a here, doctor, don't you know my mama's done gone blind? 2x
(spoken: I know her trouble)
I was doing the best I could but she wouldn't pay the doctor no mind
Oh, doctor, doctor, tell me what's my trouble now 2x
«If you take another drink, I bet they put you in the ground!»
(spoken: Doctor, you all right with me anyhow)
Frankie Jean That Trottin' Fool
Gesprochener
Text:
One time my
papa had a horse, his name was Frankie Jean
Man, that's
the running'est horse the world I ever seen
And it just
do me good to ride old Frankie Jean
And it do
you good to sit and listen at him sometimes
When he's
coming down that plank road, almost making his feet talk
Man, that's
the singlest-footing horse the world I ever seen
Something
kind of like this:
(Instrumentalstrophe)
Go on,
Frankie Jean, go on
I had him
out with me once and he got loose
I couldn't
catch him to save my life
I called
Frankie Jean and I called him
He didn't
seem to pay me no mind
I went and
told my papa, «How would you do if you want to catch a horse?»
He said, «How
did you do?»
I said, «I
called mine; called Frankie Jean and called him
He didn't
seem to pay me no attention»
Said, «That's
a horse, you can't, you didn't call him right
You must
whistle when you want your horse to come to you
Something
like this: »
(Gepfiffene
Strophe)
Then he
come single-footing to me
So I took
him out again; he got loose from me
I called
him and called him
He didn't
seem to pay me no attention
I thought
about what papa said
You's a
horse, I must whistle for you, something like this:
(Gepfiffene
Strophe)
Then he
comes single-footing to me
I had him
out on a race once
I had $5000
betting on Frankie Jean
Folks, I
wasn't scared at all, 'cause I know he wasn't going to let me lose
'Fore he
let me lose, he'd run off all of his shoes
Something
like this:
(Instrumentalstrophe imitiert das Geräusch rennender Füsse)
Go on,
Frankie Jean
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