Ham Hound Crave

Rubin Lacy

Recorded in Chicago, Illinois, March 1928

Paramount Record Pm-12629

You can read my letter now you sure don't know my mind
You can read my letter now you sure don't know my mind
When you think I'm loving you I'm leaving all the time

I ain't got nobody now I'm all here by myself
I ain't got nobody I'm all here by myself
I ain't got nobody I'm all here by myself

Let me be your sometime now till your always comes
Let me be your sometime now till your always comes
And I'll do more for you now your always ever done

I don't want no okry, don't eat no chitlins
Don't want no spareribs, don't eat no backbone
Mama got a hambone, I wonder can get it boiled
Because these Chicago women, now, about to let my hambone spoil

Church's bells a-ringin', the preacher's preachin'
Temperature's a-risin', the members shoutin'
The dirty deacon has taken my gal and gone
And all the children, now, papa, trying to sing my song

Let me be your rocker now till your straight chair comes
Let me be your rocker now till your straight chair comes
And I rock you easier, you straight chair ever done

[Chris C. provided the missing lyrics to this song. Thanks!]

Mississippi Jail House Groan

Rubin Lacy

Recorded at Lamar Life Insurance Building in Chicago, Illinois, March 1928

Paramount Records 20419-2 Pm-12629

Mmm mmm
Mmm mmm
I promised not to holler now, now, mama, now, hey hey hey

Eee, laying in jail, now, with my back turned to the wall
And I laying in jail, my back turned, mmm, to the wall
And I laying in jail, now, my back turned to the wall

And she brought me coffee and she brought me tea
And she brought me coffee, Lord, and she brought me tea
She brought me everything, now, but that lowdown jailhouse key

Mmm mmm
Mmm mmm
I promised not to holler now, now, mama, now, hey hey hey

And my mama told me, my papa told me too
And my mama told me, and my papa *shouldn't cry* [or *stood and cried*]
You got two bad women now, now, {baby}? for your size

I looked at my mama and I hung my head and cried
I looked at my mama and I hung my head and cried
If my woman kills me now, Lord, I'll pray to die