Boweavil Blues

Transcribed from vocals by Bessie Smith, recorded April 2, 1924.
From Bessie Smith: 1923-1924; The Chronological Classics 787.

Hey, boll weevil,
Don't sing them blues no more,
Hey, boll weevil,
Don't sing them blues no more,
Boll weevil's here, boll weevil's everywhere you go.

I'm a lone boll weevil,
Been out a good long time,
I'm a lone boll weevil,
Been out a good long time,
Gonna sing this song to ease boll weevil's troubled mind.

I don't want no sugar
Poured into my tea,
I don't want no sugar
Poured into my tea,
Them men's are so evil, I'm feared they might poison me.

I went downtown,
I bought myself a hat,
I brought it back home,
I laid it on the shelf,
I looked in my bed-house,
I'm sleeping by myself.
I'm tired, sleeping by myself.

Hey, boll weevil,
Don't sing them blues no more,
Hey, hey, boll weevil,
Don't sing them blues no more,
Boll weevil's here, boll weevil's everywhere you go.

I'm a lone boll weevil,
Been out a good long time,
I'm a lone boll weevil,
Been out a good long time,
I'm gonna sing this tune to ease a boll weevil's lonesome mind.

I don't want no man
To put no sugar in my tea,
I don't want no man,
To put no sugar in my tea,
Some of them are so evil, I'm 'fraid they might poison me.

I went downtown,
I bought me a hat,
I brought it back home,
I laid it on the shelf,
Looked at my bed,
I'm gettin' tired of sleeping by myself.

Published 12/24/00.

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