"Lucy Mae Blues" by Cecil Barfield, recorded in Plains, Georgia, 1976. Courtesy of George Mitchell and Fat Possum Records. From "Blues in the Lower Chattahoochee Valley" by Steve Bransford.
[Acoustic guitar] [0.00–0.14]
That Sunday woman, she bring me the news
That Monday woman, boys, I’m telling you
Better not let my good gal catch you here
Ain’t no telling, man, what poor little Lucy Mae do
That Tuesday woman, she took pocket change
That Wednesday woman, she wanna do the same
Better not let my good gal catch you here
Ain’t no telling, man, what poor little Lucy Mae do
That Thursday woman, she knocked in my door
That Friday woman, boys, they gotta go
Better not let my good gal catch you here
Ain’t no telling, man, what poor little Lucy Mae do
That Saturday woman she, took a Gatling gun
Cut you if you stand, she will shoot you if you run
Better not let my good gal catch you here
Ain’t no telling, man, what poor little Lucy Mae do
She left one day came back that afternoon
Next time I saw her boys, was the Nineteenth of June
Better not let my good gal catch you here
Ain’t no telling, man, what poor little Lucy Mae do
Bye bye little woman now, if you call that gone
Better leave your things, baby, thinking all day long
Better not let my good gal catch you here
Ain’t no telling, man, what poor little Lucy Mae do
[Acoustic Guitar] [3.15–3.20]