Posted by: Ron DuBour | December 8, 2016

Po Me~by Melvina Germain


I have a ragtime blues song to share with you. I does mah homework. Ragtime Blues, many don’t realize it originated with the “Negro”…I hate that label but such is true…..

 

Po Me

Mah mammy’s lyin dead in bed
and mah daddy don come round no mo.
Granny’s sittin at da sewin machine
and mah pah workin night and day fo sho
Mah sistah done had two babies
her man stays high on coke
da man at da helm keep laughin
he tinks dem niggahs nuttin but a joke.

Po me, Po me, Po me
ah here wit no place to go
I was raised on cron bread
and now stickin maself wit snow
Po me, Po me, Po me

Po me ah think I’m catchin da flu
no heat to warm mah ole bones
no point in goin to da bank
nobody gon give me a loan

Po me, Po me, Po me
ah tell ya, um here wit no place to go
mah pappy don leave me alone
mah auntie she blind, don no how to be kind
Po me, um cryin alone
Po me, Po me, Po me

Misabul ah am, Misabul ah is
I don lost mah gal to crack
she took her last breath
somebody don tossed her
body on dat ole railroad track

Po me, Po me, Po me
das all I can say, um dyin all night
and ya got ta know, um cryin all dang day
Po me, Po me, Po me

Written by: Melvina Germain
Date: Dec. 8/201


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