The Kid and friends somewhere near Lenape, Chester County, Pennsylvania, 1950


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Thursday, July 22, 2010

Blue-Tail Cry


When I was young, I use to date
A maiden fair from another state,
And pass the bottle ‘til she got high,
She’d gulp it down and then she’d cry:
            “Gimme a kiss an’ I don’t care,
            Gimme a kiss an’ I don’t care,
            Gimme a kiss an’ I don’t care,
            Ol’ morals gone away.”

One day we got lost upon a hill.
Trees so numerous, we were there ‘til
The sun went down, the moon got high.
In the dark, I heard her cry:
            “Gimme a hug an’ I don’t care,
            Gimme a hug an’ I don’t care,
            Gimme a hug an’ I don’t care,
            Ol’ morals gone away.”

The car it jump, it pitch,
It wouldn’t start by the switch.
It stopped and if you wonder why,
The reason was her hurried cry:
            “Gimme a pet an’ I don’t care,
            Gimme a pet an’ I don’t care,
            Gimme a pet an’ I don’t care,
            Ol’ morals gone away.”

We lay down under a simmon tree,
‘Neath the boughs, no one could see.
In the dark I heard her sign
Followed by her quiet cry:
            “Gimme your love an’ I don’t care,
            Gimme your love an’ I don’t care,
            Gimme your love an’ I don’t care,
            Ol’ morals gone away.”

We got married, it ain’t no joke.
She done left me, alone and broke.
How’d it happen, you wonder why?
All summed up in my loud cry:
            “Gave me a baby, boy do I care,
            Gave me a baby, boy I do care,
            Gave me a baby, boy I do care,
            Ol’ lady’s gone away.”



Illustration: clipping from an advertisement

Traditional folk tune

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