Lucille Bogan was born ca. 1899 in Birmingham, Alabama. She made her first recordings in 1923 in New York ("Lonesome Daddy Blues", "Pawn Shop Blues"). Then she moved to Chicago where she became very popular. In 1932 she returned to New York where she sang primarily with pianist Walter Roland. She made almost 100 recordings, some under the name of Bessie Jackson; the last ones in March 1935.
Read what the All-Music Guide has to say about Lucille Bogan.
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"Bessie Jackson" sang this blues, with Walter Roland on the piano, in 1935 in Chicago.
"B.D." is short for "bull-dykers", i.e. lesbian women. Homosexuality was not shunned as a subject in the blues, unlike in "white" popular music.
This is from Blues Classics LP 26, "When Women Sang The Blues".
Comin' a time, B.D. women ain't gonna need no men Comin' a time, B.D. women ain't gonna do need no men Oh they way treat us is a lowdown and dirty sin B.D. women, you sure can't understand B.D. women, you sure can't understand They got a head like a sweet angel and they walk just like a natural man B.D. women, they all done learnt their plan B.D. women, they all done learnt their plan They can lay their jive just like a natural man B.D. women, B.D. women, you know they sure is rough B.D. women, B.D. women, you know they sure is rough They all drink up plenty whiskey and they sure will strut their stuff B.D. women, you know they work and make their dough B.D. women, you know they work and make their dough And when they get ready to spend it, they know they have to go (?)
This song is included on the CD "Legends of the blues: Volume Two" in the Columbia Roots 'n' Blues series. It was recorded on 4 March 1935 in New York City, with Walter Roland on the piano. It was released as sung by "Bessie Jackson" (a.k.a. Lucille Bogan)
Bo-Easy, Bo-Easy, where have you been so long Bo-Easy, Bo-Easy, where have you been so long Ain't a man been in my backyard, way back since you been gone Bo-Easy, Bo-Easy, don't you hear me calling your name? Bo-Easy, Bo-Easy, don't you hear me calling your name? I ain't calling you for your name, I'm calling you for that same old thing Bo-Easy, oh Bo-Easy, Lord Bo-Easy, baby, I'm layin' down 'cross my bed And you got me with these blues and I'm talking all round my head Ooh Bo-Easy, baby won't you take your time Ooh Bo-Easy, Bo-Easy, won't you take your time You got all night to come running, better with that change of mind
(from Rosetta LP 1308)
Ain't nobody, it ain't nobody Ain't nobody in town can grind a coffee like mine I drink so much coffee, till I grind it in my sleep I drink so much coffee, I grind it in my sleep And when it get like that, you know it can't be beat It's so doggone good that it made me bite my tongue It's so doggone good it made me bite my tongue Will keep it for my daddy, ain't gonna give nobody none I ain't ever loved it this-a way before I ain't ever loved it this-a way before And I hope the Lord that I won't love it any more I've got so now that I can't control my mind I've got so now that I can't control my mind I go to bed blue and I get up cryin' It's so doggone good that it made me talk out of my head It's so doggone good it made me talk out of my head And it's better to me than any that I have ever had Now I grind my coffee, at the 2 and 3 dollars a pound I grind my coffee, at the 2 and 3 dollars a pound And it ain't no mo' cheap like mine in town It's so doggone good until it'll make you bite your tongue It's so doggone good that it'll make you bite your tongue And I'm a coffee grindin' mama and won't you let me grind you some?
"Bessie Jackson" recorded this song in New York City on 31 July 1934, accompanied by Walter Roland behind the piano.
Blues has got me drinkin', trouble's got me thinkin',
and it's goin' to carry me to my grave
I said blues has got me drinkin', trouble's got me thinkin',
and it's goin' to carry me to my grave
And I'm goin' to keep on drinkin', the rest of my worried days
Don't a woman look real funny, when she wakes up cold in hand,
and the broad ain't got a dollar to give the house-rent man
Don't a woman feel real funny, when the broad wakes up cold in hand,
and she ain't got a dollar oh to meet the house-rent man
Trouble's got me thinkin', and I just can't keep from drinkin',
and I'm tryin' to drive my worried blues away
Trouble's got me thinkin', and I just can't keep from drinkin',
tryin' to drive my worried blues away
How I been worried each and every lonesome day
Now my heart is achin', and whiskey's all it's takin',
just to drive these blues away
Now my heart is achin', and whiskey's all it's takin',
just to drive these blues away
And I stay drunk each and every worried day
(spoken to the piano player:)
Beat 'em a long time, baby
From the LP: Historical Records Vol. 15
You must bring me a job or money from anywhere You must bring me a job or money from anywhere Caus I can get your kind of lovin' in the street just anywhere You come home every day lookin' for your stew and beans You come home every day lookin' for your stew and beans And you have got more nerve than any pot hound I've ever seen Now you take your money, you have your fun You don't have nothin', when house rent come And I'm thru, cookin' your stew and beans And you can eat more neckbones that any man I've ever seen Now if you want me baby you got to make your purse show down If you want me baby make your purse show down And you got to put your money down where I got mine Now you're layin' up in my bed, between my two white sheets I can't see and smell nothin', but your doggone feet And I'm thru, tryin' to make a man of you And if you can't bring a job don't you look for your daily stew I worked hard from Monday until late Saturday night And you're a dirty mistreater, you ain't treatin' me right And I'm thru, cookin' your stew and beans And you's a dirty pot hound, dirty as any man I've seen
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