Old School Blues Men mitigated their pain singing the music that became synonymous with being sad and melancholic. They sung their poverty, the injustices, and their broken hearts. I love the Blues, even though I can’t always relate to its matters.
However, as a woman without a career in the twenty first century, I could certainly sing the Blues. It would talk about being removed from the routine of work, and about the invisible bars that confine me in a domestic prison.
I could go:
“And I followed her to the station with a resume in my hand And I followed her to the station with a resume in my hand Well, it's hard to tell, it's hard to tell when all your skill's in vain All my skill's in vain”...........
“I'm a unemployed hearted man
my life seem so misery
I'm the unemployed hearted man
my life seem so misery
And if I could change my way of livin'
it t'would mean so much to me”...........
“I went down to the crossroad
fell down on my knees
I went down to the crossroad
fell down on my knees
Asked the lord above "Have mercy now
save poor Fer if you please"
Yeeooo, standin at the crossroad
tried to find a job
ooo ooo eee
I tried to find a job
Didn't nobody seem to hire me babe
everybody pass me by”...........
“When you got a good job
that will stay right with your side
When you got a good job
that will stay right with your side
Give it all of your spare time
love and treat it right”...........
“I'm gointa get up in the mornin
I believe I'll find my road
I'm gointa get up in the mornin
I believe I'll find my road
Girlfriend the black man you've been workin for
girlfriend can get my jobI'm gonna write a cover letter
telephone everytown I know
I'm gonna write a cover letter
telephone every town I know
If I can't find a job in West Sacramento
it must be in Roseville I know”Ooowwwwwwwwowwwwwwwwww…….
[* all lyrics adapted from Robert Johnson’s]