Posted by Jon W. on August 2, 2002, 4:22 am My mother told me just before she died Oh daughter daughter please dont be like me But I did not listen what my mother said Baby now shes dead, six feet in the ground Do you remember the day baby, you drove me from your door? I walked away and I wring my hands and cryin Over To My House seems to be in Em. I've never heard a raggy piece done this way that I can think of, and everybody should hear this one. From what I get, the chords are: Em-B7-Em-B7-Em-Am-Em-B7-Em-B7-Em. Of course she doesn't just strum these, and she pulls plenty of punches in filler notes, etc. That goes for all of the chords I'll be giving; for instance, in Pick Poor Robin Clean, the D7 is often a D, etc. (Guitar Intro) Come round over to my house, aint nobody here but me Come round over to my house, cause there aint nobody here but me (Guitar Solo) Come round over to my house, cause there aint nobody here but me Come round over to my house, cause there aint nobody here but me Come round over to my house, cause there aint nobody here but me Pick Poor Robin Clean is probably a pretty old piece. Luke Jordan does a beautiful rendition of it on Document's 'The Songster Tradtion', from which one can exptrapolate it's vintage. The chord progression is a fairly standard rag progression: C-A7-D7-G7-C. It's a really fun piece, but I'd recommend switching some lyrics around before playing it in public. Spoken: Hello there, Geechie! I picked poor Robin clean, I picked poor Robin clean Lord, in that Jaybird land, where I can pick poor Robin clean (Guitar Solo) Get off my money, and dont get funny You better pick poor Robin clean, pick poor Robin clean Spoken: Yeaah! Wont be long now! (Guitar Solo) Scat: Ahh, dah dah-dah-lah di-di-dah, dah dah-dah-lah dah dah Picked poor Robin clean, picked his head, picked his feet Eagles On A Half is a really great piece in A, in which Geechie employs some licks used by Willie Brown when accompanying Patton on Moon Goin Down, as well as a D riff later used by Robert Johnson. Here's the progression: A-D7-A-E-D7-A. And the lyrics: (Guitar Intro) Its a low, its a low, low, low down dirty shame Ive to squat low Pappa, let your Mamma see (Guitar Solo) I twisted and I tumbled, I roll the whole night long (Guitar Solo) I said get back Rider, dont care how you lay I said eagles on a half dollar, babe aint gotta be cruel Jon
Motherless Child Blues
by Geechie Wiley and Elvie Thomas
My mother told me just before she died
My mother told me just before she died
My mother told me just before she died
Oh daughter daughter please dont be like me
Oh daughter daughter please dont be like me
To fall in love with every man you see
But I did not listen what my mother said
But I did not listen what my mother said
Thats the reason why Im driftin here today
Baby now shes dead, shes six feet in the ground
Baby now shes dead, shes six feet in the ground
And Im a child, and I am driftin round
Do you remember the day baby, you drove me from your door?
Do you remember the day you drove me from your door?
Go away from here woman, and dont come here no more.
I walked away and I wring my hands and cryin
I walked away and I wring my hands and cryin
Didnt have no blues, I couldnt keep tarryin aroun
This one seems pretty self explanatory. She's saddened by a breakup and many before, and remembers what her mother told her, advice which she never heeded. Dig the beauty of Elvie's voice on this one. Wow.
Over To My House
Geechie Wiley and Elvie Thomas
I been listenin for the last six months, and I could not see
Cause you can shake it, you can break it, you can hang it on the wall
Throw it out the window, run and catch it fore it falls
On over to my house, aint nobody here but, Im cryin, aint nobody here but me
Ive been listenin for the last six months, and I could not see
I said you need not think because youre little and cute
Im gonna buy you a (fox-black) suit
Come on over to my house, aint nobody here but, Im cryin, aint nobody here but me
Ive been listenin for the last six months, and I could not see
When I was sittin in my parlor, just a strummin and playin
I wasnt too drunk to hear the backdoor slam
Come round over to my house, aint nobody here but, Im cryin, aint nobody here but me
Ive been listenin for the last six months, and I could not see
Im gonna grab me a picket off of my back fence
Gonna whip em at your head until you learn some sense
Come round over to my house, aint nobody here but, Im cryin, aint nobody here but me
Ive been listenin for the last six months, and I could not see
I cried ashes to ashes, and sand to sand
Every married womans gotta backdoor man
On over baby to my house, aint nobody here but, Im cryin, aint nobody here but me
I love these lyrics, and they're very cleverly executed. This song gives you the feeling that old Geechie might have been a hard woman to live with: infidelity, assault, murder. The list goes on.
Pick Poor Robin Clean
by Geechie Wiley and Elvie Thomas
Hello there, (Smack)!
What are you doin down here?
Oh Im just down here tryin to play these barn blues about Robin!
Let me hear it, then!
I picked his head, I picked his feet, I woulda picked a spider but he wasnt fit to eat
But I picked poor Robin clean, picked poor Robin clean
And Ill be satisfied, having a family
Poor Robin clean, pick poor Robin clean
Lord, in that Jaybird land, where I can pick poor Robin clean
Then Ill be satisfied, having a family
Cause Im a nigger, dont cut no figure
Gamblin for Sadie, she is my lady
And Im a hustling coon, thats just what I am
Picked his head, picked his feet, I woulda picked a spider but he wasnt fit to eat
But I picked poor Robin clean, picked poor Robin clean
And Ill be satisfied, having a family
dah dah-dah, dah dah-dah dah
Ahh, dah dah-dah-lah di-di-dah, dah dah-dah-lah di-di-dah
dah dah-dah, dah dah-dah dah
I woulda picked a spider but he wasnt fit to eat
I picked poor Robin clean, picked poor Robin clean
Said Ill be satisfied, having a family
This song is about gambling and stealing, possibly to the extent of taking someone else's spouse. As always, it's sung with lots of spirit, giving one the impression that, given the opportunity, Geechie might just take all you've got; and why not? You'd probably be dead by then anyway.
Eagles On A Half
by Geechie Wiley
Its a low, its a low, low, low down dirty shame
Ive got a brownskin man but Im scared to call his name
Ive to squat low Pappa, let your Mamma see
I wants to see that whole business, please dont worry me
I twisted and I tumbled, I roll the whole night long
I didnt have no Daddy to, hold me in his arms
I said get back Rider, dont care how you lay
I wanna tell you I, cant stay here today
I said eagles on a half babe, I aint gotta be cruel
I love you Daddy, whats your dollar for?
This one gets pretty racy, and if I'm right about the last verse, we've finally stumbled upon something that Geechie wouldn't do: prostitute herself to her own man! My, the awe-inspiring virtue! However, if I screwed up the last verse, it could mean that she's just not willing to settle for a half-dollar, but would do it for a whole dollar, in which case we're right back where we started. In any case, Geechie is undoubtedly one of Mississippi's greatest artists, and definitley (in my opinion) it's greatest female blues singer. If you like acoustic blues, you must get to know her work. It's unparalleled in both skill and beauty. Happy listening and, please, if you've got better ideas as to my parethetical lyrics, let us know. One more treat. Go here, and you can learn to play her masterpiece; every acoustic blues player should know it:
http://www.guitarseminars.com/ubb/Forum1/HTML/001041.html
Bye for now.
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