Spontaneous Poetics – 107 – (Blues – 2 – Nellie Florence)

AG: “Jacksonville Blues” – this is Nellie Florence – Direct sexual content, with tremendous poetry and humor. I guess the need for finding a substitute language to satisfy white ears also was an occasion for creating poetry.

[and keep your ears open for Laughing Charley Lincoln!]

Let me be your wiggler until your wobbler come
Let me be your wiggler until your wobbler come
If she be seen with him she gotta wobble some.

Women cryin’ danger, but I ain’t risen my hand
Women cryin’ danger, but I ain’t risen my hand
I’ve got a way of lovin’ they just can’t understand.

Men, they call me oven, they say I’m red-hot
Men, they call me oven, they say I’m red-hot
They say I got sumpin’ the other girls ain’t got.

I can strut my puddin’, spread my grease with ease
I can strut my puddin’, spread my grease with ease
‘Cause I know my onions, that’s why I always please.

Wild about coffee but I’m crazy about China tea
Wild about coffee but I’m crazy about China tea
But this sugar daddy is sweet enough for me.

Men, they call me oven, they say I’m red-hot
Men, they call me oven, they say I’m red-hot

They say I got sumpin’ the other girls ain’t got.

One John’s in the city, one lives up on the hill

One John’s in the city, one lives up on the hill
But the man that I’m loving lives down in Jacksonville.

[Audio-source, nine-and-a-quarter minutes in , here]

: Allen Ginsberg, Music, Nellie Florence

 

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