Lyr Req: Ghost Woman Blues (George Carter?)

Subject: ghostwoman's blues
From: alc
Date: 27 Jul 99 - 02:53 AM

I want to know the lyrics so I can sing this song.

Subject: RE: ghostwoman's blues
From: Roger in Baltimore
Date: 27 Jul 99 - 07:13 PM

alc,

Any additional information you can provide? Artist? Snatches of lyric? Might help us out.

Roger in Baltimore

Subject: Lyr Add: GHOST WOMAN BLUES (George Carter)
From: Jim Dixon
Date: 14 Oct 09 - 02:01 PM

I assume you're looking for GHOST WOMAN BLUES recorded by George Carter in 1929. I listened to some sound samples at Allmusic.com and found them very difficult to understand.

I found these lyrics in another forum at http://blindman.15.forumer.com/index.php?s=e26505e807151427ed99212e0a99dd64&showtopic=211
...but I can't vouch for their accuracy. I made one correction, however, based on my hearing of the sound samples: girl brown:


GHOST WOMAN BLUES
George Carter, 1929

On my way home by that lonesome graveyard,
On my way home by that lonesome graveyard,
A ghost jumped out. ... she was young(?).

Wasn't no ghost at all. Some brown asked for a ride.
Wasn't no ghost at all. Some brown asked for a (ride?).
She said "Boy, come here. Take me to your room."

My ghost woman, man, she sure do keep me thin.
My ghost woman, man, she sure do keep me thin.
She spend all my money I make at L & N.

I ain't no lamp, but my wick is burning low.
I ain't no lamp, but my wick is burning low.
Come and trim my wick, before it refuse to glow.

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Ghost Woman Blues (George Carter?)
From: GUEST,Richie
Date: 30 May 11 - 09:12 PM

Ghost Woman Blues as sung by George Carter

On my way home by that lonesome graveyard,
On my way home by that lonesome graveyard,
A ghost jumped out. (yeah, man) she was young.

Wasn't no ghost at all. Some girl asking for a (ride).
Wasn't no ghost at all. Some girl asking for a (ride).
She said Boy Come here, Take me to your room.

My ghost woman, man, she sure do keep me thin.
My ghost woman, man, she sure do keep me thin.
She spend all my money I make at L & N.

I ain't no lamp, but my wick is burning low.
I ain't no lamp, but my wick is burning low.
Come and trim my wick, before it refuse to glow.