Now everybody that knows me knows Blues is the passion of my life. And Tonight a friend of mine turned me onto this song. If I ever heard it I sure don’t remember it, but I will now.
The Artist Victoria Regina Spivey
was born in Houston, Texas in 1908. She wrote this songs lyrics and recorded it in New York in 1936. As my friend pointed out Man the song is Detroit today as well. I guess when you work for Wayne County at a 10% pay cut and you own Thoroughbred Race Horses and pay all the bills while your Horse gets scratched out of a $12,000 Mi. Bred Maiden Allowance race for Sunday when it’s only Thursday, because Mi. Bred is in? and somebody can’t wait one single day. But Friday AM: the State calls and confirms Mi. Bred and it’s too damn late! Man,
YOU GOT THE BLUES AND YOU CAN RELATE.
So from one Native Detroit Born and Raised Friend to Another. I give you,
Detroit`s a cold, cold place, and I ain`t got a dime to my name
Detroit`s a cold, hard place, and I ain`t got a dime to my name
I would go the poorhouse, but Lord you know I`m ashamed
I been walkin` Hastings Street, nobody seems to treat me right
I`ve been walkin` Hastings Street, nobody seems to treat me right
I can make it in the daytime, but Lord these cold cold nights
Well I`m tired of eatin` chili, and I can`t eat beans no more
Yes I`m tired of eatin` chili, and I can`t eat beans no more
People`ll hurt my feelings, Lord from door to door
I got to leave Detroit, if I have to flag number ninety-four
I`m gonna leave Detroit, if I have to flag number ninety-four
And if I ever get back home, I ain`t never comin` to Detroit no more
Victoria Spivey ~ 1908-1976 http://www.redhotjazz.com/spivey.html
Thanks for the Song and the Artist. I can add one more from the Depths of the best Muse on the Earth. The BLUES………………………………
See you at Pinnacle Sunday.
Posted @ 2:00am