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Stingaree Blues

    (Kamp)
Photograph of Esther Bigeou.
Transcribed from vocals by Esther Bigeou, recorded November 5, 1921,
FromThe Complete Works of Esther Bigeou, Lillyn Brown, Alberta Brown & the Remaining Titles of Ada Brown in Chronological Order (1921-1928), Document Records DOCD-5489.

I feel so sad today,
My man is gone away,
My heart is full of pain.

He was so good to me,
Sweet papa Stingaree,
I want him back again!

I got those lovin' blues, dyin' blues,
For my sweet papa Stingaree!

I woke up this morning,
I woke up this morning,
I heard somebody callin' me:
"Sweet mama, mama,"
I woke up this morning,
I heard somebody callin' me;
It must have been my sweet papa Stingaree.

I tried to treat him right,
I kissed him every night,
But it was all in vain,
He gave the door to me,
Sweet papa Stingaree,
I love him just the same.

I got those cryin' blues, dyin' blues,
For my sweet papa Stingaree!

Blues in the bottle,
Blues in the bottle,
I've got stoppers in my hand,
Sweet papa, papa,
Blues in the bottle,
I've got stoppers in my hand,
Blues in the bottle,
Blues for my loving man.

Sometimes I wonder,
Sometimes I wonder,
Wasn't he a teasin' brown,
Hey, lordy, lordy!
Sometimes I wonder,
Just give me a teasin' brown,
A yellow man will keep you worried all the time,
I mean all the time!


Stingaree Blues

    (Kamp)

Transcribed from vocals by Alberta Hunter, accompanied by Fats Waller, recorded 7/1923.
From Fats Waller 1922-1926; The Chronogical Classics, 664.

I feel so sad today,
My man has gone away;
My heart is full of pain;
He was so good to me,
Sweet papa, Stingaree,
I want him back again!

I've got those lovin' blues,
Those cryin' blues,
For my sweet papa, Stingaree.

God, I woke up this morning,
Woke up this morning,
Heard somebody calling me,
I say, I woke up this morning,
Heard somebody calling me,
Now, it must have been my sweet papa, Stingaree.

The man I love, Lord,
The man I love,
I say, the man I love,
Don't treat me right,
Lord, the man I love
Sure don't treat me right!
But the man I hate,
I see him every night.

Yes, I love my daddy,
Tell you 'bout my daddy,
I love my papa,
But I hate his woman's name;
I say, I love my daddy,
But I hate his woman's name,
She's mighty nice to him,
But I hate her just the same!



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