Transcribed from vocals by Bessie Smith, recorded
September 26, 1923.
From Bessie
Smith: 1923; The Chronological Classics 761.
Folks, I know a gal named Cemetary
Lize,
Down in Tennessee;
She has got a pair of mean old
graveyard eyes,
Full of misery!
Every night and day,
You can hear her sing her blues
away:
I'm going down to the cemetary,
'Cause the world is all wrong!
I'm going down to the cemetary,
'Cause the world is all wrong!
Down there with the spooks to hear
'em sing my sorrow song.
Got a date to see a ghost
By the name of Jones,
Got a date to see a ghost,
By the name of Jones,
Makes me feel happy to hear him
rattle his bones!
He's one man
I always know just where to find!
He's one man,
I always know just where to find!
When you want true lovin', go and
get the cemetary kind!
He ain't no fine dresser,
He don't wear nothin' but a sack;
Yeah, he ain't no fine dresser,
He don't wear nothin' but a sack;
Everytime he kisses me, that funny
feeling creeps up my back!
Transcribed from vocals by Edna Hicks, 12/23;
From Edna
Hicks, Hazel Meyers, Laura Smith: Complete Recorded Works in Chronological
Order, vol.2: 1923-1927; Document Records, DOCD-5432
Folks, I know a gal named Cemetary
Lize,
Down in Tennessee;
She has got a pair of mean old
graveyard eyes,
Full of misery.
Every night and day,
You can hear her sing her blues
away:
I'm goin' down to the cemetary,
'Cause the world is all wrong,
I'm goin' down to the cemetary,
'Cause the world is all wrong,
And there ain't a fool to hear
me sing my sorrow song.
I got a date to see a ghost
By the name of Jones,
I got a date to see a ghost
By the name of Jones,
Make me feel happy to hear him
rattle his bones.
He ain't no fine dresser,
He don't wear nothing but a sack;
Everytime he kisses me, that funny
feeling creeps up my back.
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