Subject: RE: req/ADD: Red Nightgown Blues (Jimmie Davis) From: GUEST,Spoutnik Date: 31 Jul 14 - 02:27 PM Thanks to all! |
Subject: ADD: Red Nightgown Blues (Jimmie Davis) From: Joe Offer Date: 31 Jul 14 - 02:28 AM I combined the lyrics from Spoutnik and 12-stringer, and listened to the recording. Here's my transcription: RED NIGHTGOWN BLUES (Jimmie Davis) We bought the license went to see Parson Brown, Corrine couldn't wait and she throwed me down; Says now Parson don't wait so long, Two more minutes and I'm going wrong. She's comin' through town in a red nightgown, Somebody head Corinne. With two head locks and a sock in the jaw, I said, "Corinne, what's the matter now?" Said, "Papa steady, don't take me so fast, If you take me too fast, sweet mama can't last." She's comin' through town in a red nightgown, Somebody head Corinne. [instrumental break] We went home to settle down, Corinne chased me round and round; Says "Now Papa, don't you run, You're my meat, you son of a gun." She's comin' through town in a red nightgown, Somebody head Corinne. She called in the neighbors to head me off, I made a high dive for the old hayloft; About daybreak, I must say, In the peanut hay sweet mama strayed. She's goin' through town in a red nightgown, Somebody head Corinne. [instrumental break] Well, the goobers flew and the hay went wild, Fireman, fireman, save my child! Never again will I settle down With the girl they call Corinna Brown. She's comin' through town in a red nightgown, Somebody head Corinne. [instrumental to end] from a 1932 Bluebird recording by Jimmie Davis, #B-5699-A https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HrXwcZPqaSs This page says peanut hay was brought to the U.S. from Brazil in 1936. But the recording is from 1932. Maybe "peanut hay" isn't the right word here. |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Red Nightgown Blues From: Joe Offer Date: 31 Jul 14 - 01:24 AM Well, here's somebody's attempt at a transcription, or reinterpretation: Dark Nightgown whacked by this concussion junction again the joints hurts ad vices healing fire might could be a sly got dumb slip banana peel out the bells the tag-colored toes see oaks scrape the floats still throw she painted nails to calm me down She's going to town In a red nightgown Somebody head Corinne thrown up sticks and stones and broken bones it's just a paper cup holding out the moon I stuck around to get snacked on with tongues the wolf breathed down just couldnt pucker TNT because straw breaks planks break brick breaks straw breaks brick bats beat heart so must I tip on in to hell to slip back with this voice She's going to town In a red nightgown Somebody head Corinne Source: http://www.scn.org/realpoetik/evans.brett6-25-98.htm |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Red Nightgown Blues From: 12-stringer Date: 30 Jul 14 - 11:13 PM We went home to settle down Corinne chased me round and round. Said "Now Papa, don't you run, You're my meat, you son of a gun." chorus She called in the neighbors to head me off Made a high dive from the old hayloft About daybreak, I must say, In a peanut haze sweet mama strayed. chorus Well, the goobers flew and the hay went wild, Fireman, fireman, save my child! Never again will I settle down With the girl they call Corinna Brown. chorus |
Subject: Lyr Req: Red Nightgown Blues From: GUEST,Spoutnik Date: 30 Jul 14 - 08:03 PM Hi, Someone have the rest of the lyrics for this song from Jimmie Davis? English is not my first language and I can't figure the rest of the song... We bought the license to see Parson Brown Corrine couldn't wait and she thowed me down Said now Parson don't wait so long Two more minutes and I'm going wrong She's comin' to town in a red nightgown Somebody head Corinne With two head locks and a sock in the jaw I said, « Corinne, what's the matter now? Said « Papa steady don't take me so fast, If you take me too fast sweet mama can't last |
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