Bessie Smith
boweavil blues
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Hey Boweavil, don't bring them blues no more
Hey Boweavil, don't bring them blues no more
Boweavil's here, Boweavil's everywhere you go
I'm a lone Boweavil, been out a great long time
I'm a lone Boweavil, been out a great long time
For to sing this song, to ease Boweavil's troublin' mind
I don't want no sugar put into my tea
I don't want no sugar put into my tea
The men's are so evil, I'm scared they might poison me
I went downtown, I bought myself a hat
I brought it back home, I laid it on the shelf
I looked in my bedroom, tired sleepin' by myself
I'm tired sleepin' by myself
- Album:
- Miscellaneous
- Nothing but the Blues: Bessie Smith
- The Gold Collection: 40 Classic Performances
- Greatest Hits
- The Quintessence: The Empress 1923-1933
- Downhearted Blues (Original 1923-1924 Recordings)
- Charly Blues Masterworks, Volume 31: Empress of the Blues
- The Essence of Bessie Smith (disc 1)
- An Introduction to Bessie Smith: Her Best Recordings...
- The Chronological Classics: Bessie Smith 1923-1924
- The Chronological Classics: Bessie Smith 1928-1929
- Queen of the Blues, Volume 1
- The Anthology
- Midnite Jazz & Blues: Empress of the Blues
- The Complete Recordings, Volume 4
- The Undisputed Queen of the Blues, Volume 1
- Squeeze Me
- The Complete Recordings, Volume 1
- The Ultimate Jazz Archive
- The Complete Recordings Vol. 4