PUTT’N A L’IL SUMP’N ON FOR YOU...

THE BLUES IS A GENRE OF MUSIC UNLIKE ANY OTHER IN THAT IT CLEARLY COMBINES THE QUALITIES OF PURE SHOWMANSHIP WITH A MUSICAL FOLK PERFORMANCE... ADD SMOKE, LIQUOR, AND A SAVVY CROWD OF WELL DRESSED, HIGH-STEPPIN PERSONALITIES TO THE LANDSCAPE AND YOU GET A HIGH-CLASS JUKE-JOINT, THE WELLSPRING OF WHAT HAS CLASSICALLY COME TO BE KNOW AS "THE BLUES" NOT JUST A MUSICAL GENRE BUT A CULTURE UNTO ITSELF...  I WROTE THIS SONG WITH JUST SUCH A SETTING IN MIND.  AND IN THAT AMBERED PHOTOGRAPH I AM STANDING IN TAILS, SPATS, A WIDE-SILK TIE, A CUBAN CIGAR AND A LONG-FIR BORSALINO BEAVER FEDORA... ENJOY...

 

You ain’t gotta spend no money

Can’t think o’ nut’n you need t’uh do,

All you gotta do is lay back real pretty

Cause I’m put’n a l’il sump’n on fo you,

 

I ain’t try’n t’uh be yo lover,

You know ain’t no brakes on d’hese wheels,

Ain’t try’n t’uh meet your mama

She don’t know how you make me feel,

 

I just call’s you when I need’s ya

An dey’uh ain’t nut’n you need to do,

Just let me melt your butter

Cause I’m putt’n a l’il sump’n on fo you,

 

You ain’t the  first, I ain’t never gonna lie

An I’ll see many, many many, many others

Before I lay down and die

An baby all I ever, ever, ever asked you to do,

Is t’uh let Bigdaddy put a l’il sump’n on for you…

 


FIN

Written by Bigdaddyblues/ AKA David Vollin