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Blues Lyrics: Eddie "Cleanhead" Vinson



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Cleanhead Blues

Eddie Vinson wrote this blues and recorded it in 1946 for Mercury.

Folks call me mister Cleanhead 'cause my head is bald on top
Folks call me mister Cleanhead 'cause my head is bald on top
And every week I save a dollar
When I walk by that barber shop

If it wasn't for you women I'd have my curly locks today
If it wasn't for you women I'd have my curly locks today
But I've been hugged kissed and petted
Till all my hair was rubbed away

When it starts to gettin' wetter
My head gets kinda cold
I try to grow a little hair
When I care to save my soul
When it comes to gettin' summer
I get such a pretty tan
You can hear all the women holler
Where I can find that Cleanhead man?

Yes they call me mister Cleanhead 'cause I've been bald a long long time
But I don't need to worry
You'll get yours and brother I know I'll get mine

Now you heard my story
And I hope you'll understand
Why you hear all the women holler
Where can I find that Cleanhead man?

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Cleanhead's Back In Town

Blues shouter and saxophonist Eddie "Cleanhead" Vinson recorded this song in 1957. In the lyrics he included the titles of some of his most famous records: "Cherry Red", "Juice Head Baby", "Kidney Stew", etc.

CLEANHEAD'S BACK IN TOWN (Eddie Vinson)


Run here pretty baby, Cleanhead's back in town
Run here pretty baby, Mister Cleanhead's back in town
I been out of circulation, but now I'm back around

I'm all alone baby, sittin' on my big brass bed
I'm all alone now baby, sittin' on my big brass bed
I done cried so much, my eyes turned cherry red

Wake up old maid, come spend some time with me
Wake up old maid, come spend some time with me
Everything is different, things ain't what they used to be

It was a dream, I was having lunch with you
It was a dream, I was having lunch with you
Bring your big fine foxy self on home, and cook my kidney stew

Juice head baby, you know I love you so
Juice head baby, you know I love you so
If you don't treat me right baby, somebody sure has got to go

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Kidney Stew Blues

(By Eddie Vinson & Leona Blackman), recorded for Mercury in 1947

Crazy about you baby, but I just ain't got the price
Crazy about you baby, but I just ain't got the price
You're a high class mama, so I guess it ain't no dice

Goin' back home, and get my old gal Sue
Goin' back home, and get my old gal Sue
She ain't the caviar kind, just plain old kidney stew

Old kidney stew, old kidney stew is fine
Old kidney stew, old kidney stew is fine
You can save your money, and keep your peace of mind

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Meat's Too High

A jazzy blues, from the compilation double CD "Texas Blues" (JSP CD 403) Recorded in 1980 in London.

MEAT'S TOO HIGH (Vinson)

No I don't wanna bite, that meat's too hot for me
No I don't wanna bite, that meat's too hot for me
I used to get it for two dollars, way back in nineteen fifty three

Well I went to see my baby, she said daddy just relax
I went to see my baby, she said daddy just relax
But that night when I was leavin', I paid ten dollars luxury tax

Now you know this here inflation
Is kinda hard on a man
It caused me such aggravation
But I do the best I can
I'm gonna take a little vacation
Goin' from East to West
Take a survey of this nation
See who's causin' all this mess

No I don't wanna bite, no I can get it free
Well I don't wanna name the city, cause it might start a big stampede

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Race Track Blues

Recorded in 1982 in London. From the JSP Compilation "Texas Blues" (JSP CD 403)

RACE TRACK BLUES (Vinson)

Well I went to the racetrack
  with my baby on my mind
Eeh-yeah
  with my baby on my mind
When I got back home this evenin'
  Didn't have a lousy dime

Bet all my money
  on a horse called My name is Sue
Yeah I bet all my money
  on a horse called My name is Sue
And the horse ran so slow
  Like it didn't know what to do

He start off like a great horse
  finished up just like a mule
Started like a race horse
  finished up just like a mule
I looked at the code board
  And I felt just like a fool

When I got home this evenin'
  My baby met me at the door
When I got home this evenin'
  My baby met me at the door
She said you ain't got no money honey
  You can't stay here no more!

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