Back in January of 2009 I wrote about having the blues, more specifically the wintertime blues, the baby blues, the lovesick blues. I’m sure you get the picture.
The blues post started out with a photo of ice built up on the inside of my kitchen window. There are no worries of that happening this January, its been in the 60s here in western NC.
A few other updates from the post:
- We no longer have the dial up blues-we’re really uptown now with only the occasional “satellite internet blues.”
- The girls haven’t been suffering from the “grounded for being a slacker at school blues” in a long time, but with all the extra studying there’s hardly any time left for contra dancing.
- Along with most of the US we’re still suffering from the “lowdown mean I’m broke and ain’t got no money blues.”
- One other thing that hasn’t changed is how much I love Paul’s version of the song Deep Elem Blues. The song has such entertaining lyrics you gotta love it for that, but add Paul’s insane picking and emotion filled vocals and its perfection. I mean what goes on between his head and his fingers that makes those awesome sounding guitar breaks come out?
The old blues song has various titles depending on who you ask. To name a few: Deep Elm Blues, Deep Elem Blues, or Deep Ellum Blues. Its been around since the 1930s and has been recorded by various artists over the years including The Grateful Dead. Deep Elm was a red light district in Dallas Texas you can go here to read more about the history of the song.
As is the case with many old songs, the lyrics vary depending on the person performing it. Here’s the ones Paul sings:
Well I went down to the bottoms to see my Mary Lou She was dancing with a stranger she had taken off her shoes Oh sweet Momma your Daddys got the Deep Elem Blues Oh sweet Momma Daddys got the Deep Elem Blues
Well I told that trifling woman Told her what I was going to do If she don’t quit her rambling I’m going ramble too Oh Little Momma your Daddys got the Deep Elem Blues Oh Little Momma Big Daddys got the Deep Elem Blues
Well I once knew a Preacher preached the Bible through and through till he went down to Deep Elem Now his preaching days are through Oh Little Momma your Daddys got the Deep Elem Blues I said oh now Momma Poppas got the Deep Elem Blues
Well I wish I was an apple hanging on the tree Every time Mary Lou came by she could take a bite of me Oh now Momma your Daddys got the Deep Elem Blues I said oh now Mommason Daddyson got the Deep Elem Blues
Give it a listen and see if you like it as much as I do.
Got any variety of the blues at your house?