Lyr Add: SIN'S A MESS

Subject: RE: Lyr Add: SIN'S A MESS
From: SINSULL
Date: 02 Jun 02 - 09:59 PM

So Dicho...the devil made you do it. No offense taken. Honest.

Subject: RE: Lyr Add: SIN'S A MESS
From: wysiwyg
Date: 02 Jun 02 - 09:18 PM

LOL! Yes, in fact I did wear a new dress last night, but nothing sinful-- peppermint pink and white gingham checked seersucker shirtwaist! Thanks God, no polyester on Saturday nights! *G*

Thanks, Dicho.

You know, this Mudcat is a very, very strange place! *G*

~Susan

Subject: RE: Lyr Add: SIN'S A MESS
From: Dicho (Frank Staplin)
Date: 02 Jun 02 - 08:49 PM

Gee, no personal references intended to you, Sinsull. In a thread I saw where WYSIWYG was getting ready to go to church that evening. I was reading parts of White's book and ran across this song. The line "To gaze at sister May's new dress" caught my eye and a devil put the image of WY... going in a new dress into my head so I posted the song for her collection of religiosa. It doesn't fit the spiritual or gospel pattern and it isn't wholly secular either- not sure where it belongs.

Subject: RE: Lyr Add: SIN'S A MESS
From: Liz the Squeak
Date: 02 Jun 02 - 11:47 AM

Hey Sinsull, does this make your other name 'Catchyouout'?

(running and ducking for cover)

LTS

Subject: RE: Lyr Add: SIN'S A MESS
From: Liz the Squeak
Date: 02 Jun 02 - 11:46 AM

I was going to say, what did poor Sins' ever do to deserve that?

LTS

Subject: RE: Lyr Add: SIN'S A MESS
From: SINSULL
Date: 02 Jun 02 - 11:28 AM

I will try not to take this personally, SINS.

Subject: SIN'S A MESS
From: Dicho (Frank Staplin)
Date: 02 Jun 02 - 12:40 AM

Lyr. Add: SIN'S A MESS

When you "air" at home at rest,
Snug and tight in ye cozy nest,
Realize folks that ye "air' blest,
"Kaiz" sin is nothing but a mess.

All de things that ye possess,
To ye Lord ye must confess,
De's things true and all the rest,
For sin is nothing but a mess.

Pa go look in de chest,
Find de Bible and confess,
To de Lord who will bless,
That sin is nothing but a mess.

Gwine down toward de bay,
Pa begins to walk and pray,
I'll be good from dis day,
For sin's a mess.

Our folks go to church to look and dress,
To gaze at sister May's new dress,
I, to you must distress,
That sin is nothing but a mess.

Flies and bugs "air" an uncounted pest,
Different all times from de rest,
Worry you home at your best,
Sin is nothing but a mess.

Go uptown and hang around,
And at home won't sit down,
Making news to tell the rest,
It is sin, that's a mess.

Jest as well do right and do ye best,
In short de Lord will prove de test,
Your old body in de grave must rest,
Sin is nothing but a mess.

Written by C. Herman Hassell, Williamston, NC and F. D. Purcell, Raeford, NC, Price 10 cents. "Rescued from the waste samples box of the Morris Printing Co., Durham, N. C. Printed probably in 1928." Newman L. White, 1928, American Negro Folk Songs, Appendix, p. 416-417 of 1965 reprint. Sounds like a descendant of an old minstrel recitation. @religion @Negro @humor