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Jazz Gillum refers to lesbianism in this song ("two women runnin' hand in hand"), which he obviously disapproves. A woman's place is in the kitchen with them pots and pans, after all. Jazz Gillum recorded this song on April 4, 1936 in Chicago with Big Bill Broonzy and an unknown bass player. From the CD "The Bluebird Recordings 1934-1938" (RCA, 1997).
DON'T SCANDALIZE MY NAME I don't like no argument, I don't like to raise no sand I got two women runnin' hand in hand, when they get together I don't know which one's a man I don't care, don't scandalize my name I caught a woman by the hand, come here woman don't you understand Get in the kitchen in them pots and pans, you wear the dress you know you ain't no man I don't care, don't scandalize my name I bought my woman a diamond ring, and a police kit on her hand Listen here woman I ain't no monkey man, don't like to be always raisin' sand I don't care, don't scandalize my name
Recorded by "Bill McKinley" (a.k.a. Bill "Jazz" Gillum) in 1941 in Chicago (with Big Bill Broonzy on guitar and Washboard Sam on, unsurprisingly, washboard; and an unknown string bass player). The song is included on the CD "Legends of the Blues: Volume Two" in the Columbia Roots 'n' Blues series.
Now it looks like a dog and it ain't no cat I'm just wondering what the world is that? Is that a monkey you got? Is that a monkey you've got? Is that some monkey you got, honey, he's the ugliest thing in town Now he's red and he's black and his feet is brown He's the worst looking thing that walks on the ground Is that a monkey you got? Is that a monkey you've got? Is that some monkey you got, honey, he's the ugliest thing in town Now you told me about your monkey and I don't see why you did When I come to your house you always got him hid Is that a monkey you got? Is that a monkey you've got? Is that some monkey you got, honey, he's the ugliest thing in town Now you keep him hidden and in the house You must think he'll cause trouble if you let him go out Is that a monkey you got? Is that a monkey you've got? Is that some monkey you got, honey, he's the ugliest thing in town
This song was recorded on March 14, 1938 on the top floor of the Leland Hotel in Aurora, Ill. in the same session as "Reefer Head Woman" and like that song it was a Bill Gillum composition.
You got your wings on mama, and you feel like flyin' high You've got your wings on mama, and you feel like flyin' high If you sail away today, you will come back bye and bye Every thing goes up, have to come down sometime Every thing goes up mama, have to come down sometime You'll come sailing back to me, when you can't get hold of a dime You can flap your wings, and sail just like a dove You can flap your wings mama, and sail just like a dove But you can't mistreat me, when I find the one I love Sail on, sail on little girl sail on Sail on, sail on little girl sail on No need to sailin' back to me, cause you'll find your daddy gone I didn't ask you to go, and I ain't gonna beg you to stay I didn't ask you to go mama, and I ain't gonna beg you to stay You can stay if you want to, if you don't you can sail away
Recorded in Aurora, Ill. on March 14, 1938 by Jazz Gillum and his Jazz Boys (Big Bill Broonzy on guitar, George Barnes on electric guitar, Washboard Sam on his own nickname, and an unknown bass player). From the CD "The Bluebird Recordings 1934-1938" (RCA 1997).
REEFER HEAD WOMAN (Bill Gillum) I can't see why my baby sleeps so sound Well I can't see why my baby sleeps so sound She musta have smoked that reefer and it's bound to carry her down When I left her this mornin', I left her sleepin' sound When I left her this mornin', I left her sleepin' sound The only way she could catch me is to run like a full bloodhound She said she was gonna leave me, goin' to some no-good town She said she was gonna leave me, goin' to some no-good town She was a rough cuttin' woman, she didn't like to break 'em down If you got a good woman mens, please don't take 'r 'round If you got a good woman mens, please don't take 'r 'round She will get full of reefer, and raise sand all over this town
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