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Sourwood Mountain Medley/Ain’t Gonna Get No Supper Here Tonight
Old-Time, Breakdown- Texas, Mississippi, Southeast.
ARTIST: Lyrics from Uncle Dave Macon’s “Sourwood Mountain Medley” Vo 5005.
Listen: Uncle Dave Macon’s “Sourwood Mountain Medley”
CATEGORY: Fiddle and Instrumental Tunes DATE: Early 1900’s;
RECORDING INFO: Library of Congress in 1939 by Tishomingo County, Mississippi fiddler John Brown. Rounder 0132, Bob Carlin - "Fiddle Tunes for Clawhammer Banjo" (1979), cut# 14.
OTHER NAMES: “There'll Be No Supper Here Tonight,” "Not Gonna Get No Supper Here Tonight"
SOURCES: Learned from Texas fiddler John Wills (Bob Wills' father) via mandolinist Kenny Hall and fiddler Pete Sutherland. Jim Bowles, one of the older traditional fiddlers in southern Kentucky, includes “There'll Be No Supper Here Tonight,” in his repertoire. Kuntz, Fiddler's Companion, http://www.ceolas.org/tunes/fc.
NOTES: "The original key was A Major, though Sutherland plays it in 'G'. A tune called "Not Gonna Have No Supper Tonight," also played in G Major, was recorded for the Library of Congress in 1939 by Tishomingo County, Mississippi fiddler John Brown."(Kuntz, Fiddler's Companion, http://www.ceolas.org/tunes/fc)
Ain’t Gonna Get No Supper Here Tonight (Sourwood Mountain Medley)Listen: Uncle Dave Macon’s “Sourwood Mountain Medley”
Asked that girl to be my wife, what'd you reckon she said,
She would not have the poor boy, if everyone else was dead.
Chorus: Ain't gonna get no supper here tonight,
Ain't gwine get no supper here tonight.
Oh, my don't tell, Oh my ring the bell,
Ain't gwine get no supper here tonight, ain't gwine get no supper here tonight.
On my way to Sourwood Mountain, fare you well I'm a going away,
fare you well I'm a-going away.
That big boom in Florida boys, we know it, we know it.
Forty-nine banks in Georgia closed and that's the way they showed it.
Oh, Jenny put the kettle on, Sally blow the dinner horn,
Jenny put the kettle on, the banks done gone.
Ain't gonna get no supper here tonight,
Ain't gwine get no supper here tonight.
On my way to Sourwood Mountain, fare you well I'm a going away,
Bad men come the bank went broke, we know it, we know it.
Twenty-eight thousand dollars lost, and just the figures to show it.
Oh, Jenny put the kettle on, Sally blow the dinner horn,
Jenny put the kettle on, the banks done gone.
[spoken] I never was as hungry in my life, you know I hadn't had
anything to eat for three long days, hadn't had a thing but
water. And folks I like to drink so much water my stomach
thought my throat was taking in washing, and then they come
giving me this:
Ain't gonna get no supper here tonight, ain't gwine get no supper here tonight.
On my way to Sourwood Mountain, fare you well I'm a going away,
Girls all sweet on Sourwood Mountain, fare you well I'm going away.
Good pay isn't in one town, we know it, we know it,
Three banks in the town went broke and the people look to show it.
Oh, Jenny put the kettle on, Sally blow the dinner horn,
Jenny put the kettle on, the banks done gone.
Ain't gonna get no supper here tonight, ain't gwine get no supper here tonight
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