Origin: Nobody Knows the Way I Feel This Morning

Subject: nobody knows the way i feel this morning
From: Mr. E.
Date: 13 Oct 98 - 02:27 PM

There's a song (title above, I think it's right). I need to know artist, author, publisher. One of the verses goes: "I feel like I could scream and cry this morning (2x) I feel like I could scream and cry; but I'm stouthearted, baby, you know I'd rather die, nobody knows,etc. Thanks for your help.

Subject: Lyr Add: NOBODY KNOWS THE WAY I FEEL THIS MORNING
From: Jim Dixon
Date: 14 Jul 06 - 08:23 AM

Transcribed from the sound file at The Red Hot Jazz Archive (Click to play.):

NOBODY KNOWS THE WAY I FEEL THIS MORNING
Tom Delaney and Pearl Delaney

Nobody knows the way I feel this morning, this morning.
Nobody knows the way I feel this morning, this morning.
If I only had my way,
The graveyard would be the place my man would lay.
Nobody knows the way I feel this morning.

I feel like I could scream and sigh this morning, this morning.
I feel like I could scream and sigh this morning, this morning.
I feel like I could scream and sigh,
But I'm too stout-hearted. Lord, I'd rather die.
Nobody knows the way I feel this morning.

I even hate to hear your name this morning, this morning.
I even hate to hear your name this morning, this morning.
I even hate to hear your name.
I could kill you quicker than an express train.
Nobody knows the way I feel this morning.

[As recorded by The Red Onion Jazz Babies (Louis Armstrong, Cornet; Lil Hardin-Armstrong, Piano; Sidney Bechet, Clarinet; Alberta Hunter, Vocal) in 1924. Also recorded by Louis Armstrong, Sidney Bechet, Aretha Franklin, Alberta Hunter, Margaret Johnson, Jim Kweskin, George Lewis and His New Orleans Stompers, Clara Smith, Dave Van Ronk, Sippie Wallace, Dinah Washington, and Joe Williams.]

Subject: Lyr Add: NOBODY KNOWS THE WAY I FEEL THIS MORNING
From: Jim Dixon
Date: 15 Dec 17 - 06:10 PM

Another version:


NOBODY KNOWS THE WAY I FEEL THIS MORNING
Tom Delany, Pearl Delaney
As recorded by Dinah Washington on "Back to the Blues" (1963)

Nobody knows the way I feel this mornin'.
Oh-oh-oh, nobody knows the way I feel this mornin'.
Well, if I only had my way,
Don't you know, the graveyard would be the place my man would lay.
Nobody knows the way I feel this mornin'.

I pawned ev'rything that I had this mornin'.
Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah, I pawned ev'rything I could get my hands on this mornin'.
I pawned my ring, gold watch, an' chain.
I would have pawned myself, but don't you know, I felt kinda 'shamed.
Nobody knows the way I feel this mornin'.

Lord, Lord, I feel I could scream, scream an' cry this mornin'.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I feel I could scream, scream an' cry this mornin'.
I feel like I could scream, holler, an' cry,
But I'm too stout-hearted; I'd rather die,
'Cause nobody knows, nobody knows the way I feel this mornin'.

Girls, let me tell you: if your man stays out all night till mornin',
I said: if your man stays out an' don't come home till mornin',
Don't waste your breath by fussin' at him;
Just maul him on the head with your rollin' pin,
'Cause nobody knows, nobody knows, how I feel this mornin'.

Yeah, yeah, I feel like I could scream, scream an' cry this mornin'.
Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, I feel like I could scream, yes! Scream an' cry this mornin'.
I feel like screamin' an' I could cry,
But I'm too stout-hearted; don't you know, I'd rather die,
'Cause nobody knows the trouble I've seen, an' nobody knows the way I feel this mornin'.

I'd rather be a sinker on a fishin' line, mmm, this mornin'.
I know you heard me; I said: I'd rather be a sinker on a fishin' line this mornin'.
I'd rather be a sinker on a fishin' line,
Than to have my mind flustrated [sic] all the time,
'Cause nobody knows, nobody knows the way I feel this mornin'.

I even hate to hear my daddy's name this mornin'.
Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, I hate to hear, I hate to hear my daddy's name this mornin'.
I even hate to hear, to hear your name.
I can kill you quicker than an express train,
'Cause nobody knows, nobody knows, mm-mm, the way I feel this mornin'.

Well, well, well, nobody knows the way I feel this mornin'.
Oh, nobody knows the way I feel this mornin'.
Lord, nobody knows the way I feel.
I ain't gonna holler, but I'm gonna squeal,
'Cause nobody knows, nobody knows the way I feel this mornin'.

I'm leavin' here on a southbound train this mornin'.
Oh-oh-oh, I'm leavin' here on a southbound train this mornin'.
I'm leavin' here on a southbound train.
Nothin's gonna bring your sweet baby back here again,
'Cause nobody knows the way I feel this mornin'.

Subject: RE: Origin: Nobody Knows the Way I Feel This Morning
From: Roger the Skiffler
Date: 16 Dec 17 - 05:38 AM

The version that came into my head when I saw the thread title was Joe Williams.
RtS