Sweet Mama Don't Let It Fall
Recorded in the dead of winter in Dave Ray's Snake Trail Studio, Cushing, Minnesota in 1976 just a few months after Bonnie Raitt's first album was completed by the same guy.  This was my first album too, so I brought in some pals from Milwaukee and Vermont to help out.  We did a bunch of old time blues tunes as well as a couple of original things.  I didn't  use a foot piano, but stuck with an older model MCI electronic bass pedalboard device.  

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Sweet Mama Don't Let It Fall  (Charlie Patton) arr. R.O.M. Johnson
You can shake it you can break it you can hang it on the wall / I don't wanna hear you gone bald /  You can shake you can break it you can hang it on the wall / I don't wanna hear you gone bald / my  jelly, my roll, sweet mama don't let it fall / Everybody needs a jelly roll like my little living doll / and I gotta have it now / yes, I want it now my jelly /  my roll sweet mama don't let it fall / You can snatch and grab you can do it any way but I gotta have it now yes I need it now My jelly, my roll sweet mama don't let it fall / You can shake it you can break it you can hang it on the wall / I don't wanna hear you gone bald /  You can shake you can break it you can hang it on the wall / I don't wanna hear you gone bald / my  jelly, my roll, sweet mama don't let it fall / my  jelly, my roll, sweet mama don't let it fall / shake and break it but don't let it fall

Take It Slow and Easy  (Jesse Fuller)
Take it slow and easy if you wanna get along with me / Take it slow and easy, easy as a woman can be / I  got one, two , three, four, five, six reasons if you double cross me it's an act of treason / Take it slow and easy, if you wanna get along with me / I love my baby, tell you why / she got a certain kinda look in her eye / when I met her she was nice and sweet / now she walks the street like a cop on a beat / lie down baby, take your rest / up i the morning won't you do your best / tell me babe why do you do me like you do / I double double do love you / I double double do love you /
the way you act you oughta be inshamed /you been runnin' round like youre insane / dishes in the sink, a pile of dirty clothes/ you been runnin' round town with a bunch of winos / up in the morning you can't eat a bite / the dirty old wine has took your appetite / tell me babe why do you do me like you do, I double double do love you / Take it slow and easy if you wanna get along with me / Take it slow and easy, easy as a woman can be / I  got one, two , three, four, five, six reasons if you double cross me it's an act of treason / Take it slow and easy, if you wanna get along with me 

Tender Hearts   (Jeff Dagenhardt)
Tender hearts are made for love, not to be left one by one / Tender hearts are made for love, not to be left one by one / We walked in the sunshine and we laughed in the dark / one day I came home early and I found you in arms / Tender hearts are made for love, not to be left one by one / Tender hearts are made for love, not to be left one by one / When I saw you smiling I was happy as can be, / but the last smile I saw you smiling was for him and not for me /Tender hearts are made for love, not to be left one by one / Tender hearts are made for love, not to be left one by one

Crossroads  (Robert Johnson r.i.p.) arrangement by R.O.M. Johnson
I went down to the crossroads, fell down on my knees / down to the crossroads, fell down on my knees / crying Lord have mercy, won't you forgive me please  / "This is a song called the crossroads blues.  It tells the story of a man whose woman leaves him and he don't know what to do / he goes down to the crossroads to try to hitchhike out of town / but even his friends just smile and wave and pass him by / I went down to the cross roads / tried to flag a ride / I went down to the crossroads  / tried to flag a ride / my friemds looked at me and they waved and they passed me by / How could you leave me mama sittin' home all alone / how come you left your daddy sittin' home all alone / you never wrote me a letter / didn't even try to telephone

Jean Harlow  (Huddie Ledbetter) 
Jean Harlow died the other day / seems one time I heard them say / her mother sitting at the bedside / believe to my soul that my child is dying / Tangalanga Tangalanga Badatindidilada / Tangalanga Tangalanga Badatindidilada /Tangalanga Tangalanga Badatindidilada Oh / Your momma can talk, your momma can walk /Your momma can talk, your momma can walk /Your momma can talk, your momma can walk to New York / Doctor sitting looking mighty sad / says this is the hardest case I ever had / Jean Harlow said, just before she died / two more moving pictures I would have like to tried / Tangalanga Tangalanga Badatindidilada / Tangalanga Tangalanga Badatindidilada /Tangalanga Tangalanga Badatindidilada Oh / Your momma can talk, your momma can walk /Your momma can talk, your momma can walk /Your momma can talk, your momma can walk to New York

St. James Infirmary (anonymous, attributed to Louis Armstrong)
I went down to the St. James Infirmary / saw my poor baby there / stretched out on a long white table / so cold so pale so fair / Let her go, let her go, God bless her / wherever she may be / she can search this wide world over / she'll never find a man like me / sixteen coal black horses / pullin' a rubber tired hack / took seven girls to the graveyard / only six of them are coming back /  Let her go, let her go, God bless her / wherever she may be / she can search this wide world over / she'll never find a man like me / When I die, dress me in straight-laced shoes . a box-back coat and Stetson hat / put a 20 dollar gold piece on my watchchain / to show the boys I died standing pat / Let her go, let her go, God bless her / wherever she may be / she can search this wide world over / she'll never find a man like me / Now that you heard my story / I'll take another shot of booze / If anybody happens to ask you  / tell'em I had those St. James Infirmary Blues /  Let her go, let her go, God bless her / wherever she may be / she can search this wide world over / she'll never find a man like me / and I got those St. James infirmary Blues

Winin' Boy (Jelly Roll Morton/ MaRainey) arranged by Solberg/Johnson
Winin' boy, don't deny my name / Winin' boy, don't deny my name, my name / Winin' boy don't deny my name / pick it up and shake like sweet stavin' chain / Winin' boy, don't deny my name / Mama Mama take a look a sis / Mama Mama take a look a sis look at sis /  Mama Mama take a look a sis / out on the levee doing that dirty twist /  Mama Mama take a look a sis / Sister sister dirty little sow /Sister sister dirty little sow  little sow /Sister sister dirty little sow /Trying to be a bad girl but she don't know how / Sister sister dirty little sow / Winin' boy, don't deny my name / Winin' boy, don't deny my name, my name / Winin' boy don't deny my name / pick it up and shake like sweet stavin' chain / Winin' boy, don't deny my name

I'm Down Again  (Robert 'One-Man' Johnson)
I'm down again and life is closing in / and I can't find the time or money to be free / I'm down again in a game that I can't win / unless you change your mind and come back home to me / The cards were dealt that's how it felt, I gave my love to you / If you had stayed we could have played / the stakes were 'me and you' / Instead, I'm down again in a game that I can't win unless you change your mind and come on home to me / you left my side and my luck died, I hit a losing streak / If you were here, I'd lose my fear and break the bank this week / Instead I'm down again in a game that I can win unless you change your mind and come on home to me.

Custard Pie (Saunders Terrell aka Sonny Terry)
I'm not jokin' I tell you no lie / I want some of your custard pie / Wontcha gimme some of it / gimme some of it / gimme some of it 'fore you give it all away / Your custard pie is good and nice / when you cut wontcha save me a slice / Wontcha gimme some of it/ gimme some of it / gimme some of it 'fore you give it all away / I ain't jokin' but it's understood / everything I do, I sure do good / Wontcha gimme some of it / gimme some of it / gimme some of it 'fore you give it all away

51 Highway (Big Joe Williams) adapted from Dylan version
51 hiway  Runs right by my baby's door / 51 highway runs right by my baby's door / If I can't get the woman I'm lovin' won't go down that highway 51 no more / I know the highway like the back of my hand / I know that highway like the back of my hand / It runs from Hurley, Wisconsin dow to no man's land /  If I should die before my time has come / If I should die before my time has come / won't you bury my body / Out on highway 51

Outskirts of Town (Big Bill Broonzy)  arr.  Robert 'One-Man' Johnson
I'm gonna move out to the outskirts of town / I'm going to move out to the outskirts of town / I don't want no body, always hangin' 'round / I'll tell you something baby when we move away from here/ I don't want no iceman, gonna buy a Frigidaire/ When we move out to the outskirts of town / I don't want nobody always hangin' 'round/ gonna start to burnin' gas, Don't wanna buy no more coal/ I'm tired of that old coal man, hanging round your sugar bown / when we move out to the outskirts of town / I don't want nobody always hangin' 'round / It may sound funny baby / funny as it can be / if we have any children better all look just like me / when we move out to the outskirts of town / I don't want nobody always hangin' 'round