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\L Aker 1 Akers, Garfield \C Text transcribed from discography listed in and edited for publication in \C Michael Taft, \iBlues Lyric Poetry: An Anthology\r. New York: Garland \C Publishing, Inc., 1983. See also, Michael Taft, \iBlues Lyric Poetry: A \C Concordance\r. New York: Garland Publishing, Inc., 1984. \C title: Cottonfield Blues-+-Part 1 \C place and date: Memphis, c. 23 Sept. 1929 \C record numbers: (M-201- ) Vo-1442 OJL-2 I said look a-here mama : what in the world are you trying to do You want to make me love you : you going to break my heart in two I said you don't want me : what made you want to lie Now the day you quit me fair brown : baby that's the day you die I'd rather see you dead : buried in some cypress grove Than to hear some gossip mama : that she had done you so It was early one morning : just about the break of day And along brownskin coming : man and drove me away Lord my baby quit me : she done set my trunk outdoors That put the poor boy wan . . .
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\L LewF 7 Lewis, Furry \C title: Mean Old Bedbug Blues \C place and date: probably New York, c. late Oct. \C 1927 \C record numbers: ( ) Vo-1134 Rt RL-333 Man those bedbugs sure is evil : he sure don't mean me no good He thinks I'm a woodpecker : and he taken me for a chunk of wood When I lay down at night : and I wonder how can a poor man sleep When one holding your hand : while the other one eating your feet Bedbugs big as a jackass : he will bite you and stand and grin *Think you pull the bedbug apart* : come back and bite you again Someone moaning in the corner : Lord I tried so hard to see It was a mother bedbug : Lord praying for some more to eat I have to sit up all night long : my feet can't touch the floor Because the mean old bedbug : told me I can't live there no more \L LewF 8 Lewis, Furry \C title: Why Don't You Come Home Blues \C place and date: probably New York, c. late Oct. \C 1927 \C record numbers: ( ) Vo-1134 Rt RL-3 . . .
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