Bo Weavil Blues
Ma Rainey Lyrics


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Hey, hey, bo-weevil, don't sing them blues no more
Hey, hey, bo-weevil, don't sing them blues no more
Bo-weevil here, bo-weevils everywhere you go

I'm a lone bo-weevil, been out a great long time
I'm a lone bo-weevil, been out a great long time
I'm gonna sing these blues to ease a bo-weevil lonesome mind
I don't want no man to put no sugar in my tea
I don't want no man to put no sugar in my tea
Some of them's so evil, I'm afraid they might poison me

I went downtown and bought me a hat
I brought it back home, I laid it on the shelf




And looked at my bed
I'm getting tired of sleeping by myself

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Ma Rainey's Bo-Weavil Blues speak to the experience of the bo-weevil, a destructive pest that plagued cotton crops in the American South in the early 20th century. The bo-weevil is personified as a lone, lonesome figure who has been out for a "great long time" and who sings the blues to ease his mind. The repetition of "bo-weevil here, bo-weevils everywhere you go" underscores the widespread impact of the pest on communities throughout the region.


The second stanza introduces a note of caution and distrust, as the bo-weevil declares, "I don't want no man to put no sugar in my tea / Some of them's so evil, I'm afraid they might poison me." This line reveals the deep-seated fear and suspicion that African Americans held towards white people at the time, especially in the context of the Jim Crow South where segregation and discrimination were rampant.


The final stanza of the song shifts the focus to the singer's personal life and desires, as she expresses a longing for companionship and intimacy. The lines "I went downtown and bought me a hat / I brought it back home, I laid it on the shelf / And looked at my bed / I'm getting tired of sleeping by myself" convey a sense of loneliness and isolation, as well as a desire for connection and love.


Line by Line Meaning

Hey, hey, bo-weevil, don't sing them blues no more
Bo-weevil, please do not sing the blues anymore


Bo-weevil here, bo-weevils everywhere you go
There are many bo-weevils across the land


I'm a lone bo-weevil, been out a great long time
I have been wandering alone for quite some time as a bo-weevil


I'm gonna sing these blues to ease a bo-weevil lonesome mind
I sing to comfort my own loneliness as a bo-weevil


I don't want no man to put no sugar in my tea
I do not want anyone to tamper with my tea


Some of them's so evil, I'm afraid they might poison me
I am concerned that some people may want to harm me


I went downtown and bought me a hat
I purchased a hat in the city


I brought it back home, I laid it on the shelf
I returned home and placed the hat on a shelf


And looked at my bed
I looked at my bed


I'm getting tired of sleeping by myself
I am growing weary of sleeping alone




Writer(s): Charley Patton, Ma Rainey

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Subhan Amjad

This song got started it all, this was one of the first major Blues hits and Blues gave birth to every major genre today, it sits at the top of the family tree of western music

THIS IS MY FIRST TIME SEEING THIS

Happy birthday Ma Rainey and rest in piece forever and always too.

Soul Navigation Astrology & Tarot

What an honor to hear this song. WOW! Thank you for posting.

Harr Lee

She 's brilliant here

Marco Muñoz Villarreal

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9 Errante

mother of blues <3

Jonathan Bøge Jensen

There is significant historical value in this song

Maria Celia Bastos

Very good!

gregory hudson

What are you gonna do, people like what they like

Regenerated Sun

sure nuff thought this was Big Mama Thornton

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