Farewell Daddy Blues - Ma Rainey

I’m wild about my daddy.

I want him all the time

Wild about my daddy, I want him all the time

But I don’t want you, daddy, if I can’t call you mine

Got the farewell blues-y, and my trunk is packed

Got the farewell blues-y, and my trunk is packed

But I don’t want no daddy because that I ain’t comin' back

Oh, fare you well, daddy.

Hon, it’s your turn now

Fare you well, daddy.

Hon, it’s your turn now

After all I’ve done, you mistreated me anyhow

Going through the wood-field feeling sad and blue

Going through the wood-field feeling sad and blue

Lord, up jumped a rabbit, said, «Mama, I’ve got 'em too.»

Pig starts to singin'.

Oh, how his voice could ring!

Pig starts to singin'.

Oh, how his voice could ring!

He says, «I'm no yellow jacket, but Lord, how I can sting!»

Since my man left me, the others can’t be found

Since my man left me, others can’t be found

But before he left me, the other men was hangin' around

So fare you well, daddy.

Someday you’ll hear bad news

So farewell, daddy.

Someday you’ll hear bad news

When you look for your mama, she’s gone with the farewell blues