Blind Lemon Jefferson – Gone Dead On You Blues

Blind Lemon Jefferson – Gone Dead On You Blues Lyrics

Artist: Blind Lemon Jefferson
Song: Gone Dead On You Blues

Mmmmmm, mailman’s letter brought misery to my head
Mmmmm, brought misery to my head
I got a letter this morning, my pig-meat mama was dead
I jumped this fast mail rattler, almost went a-flyin’

I jumped this fast mail rattler and I almost went a-flyin’
Hurry engineer-man, for my pig-meat mama is dyin’
Go to the telephone and I pull the receiver down
Go to the telephone, pull the receiver down

“Hello Central, won’t you please ring Doctor Brown?”
Mmmmmmm, “Central, what’s the matter now?
Mmmmmmm, “Central, what’s thе matter now?”
I rang so hard, can’t get no doctor no how

“Oh, doctor, doctor, what shall a good man do?
Oh, doctor, doctor, what shall a good man do?”
Says, “your girl ain’t dyin’ but she’s donе gone dead on you”
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Release Year: 1926