Hooray, it’s a short work week! I put together a little playlist for Thanksgiving. It’s a little more cohesive and mellow than last year’s; I also had a lot of fun finding jazz songs about food (and Dave Brubeck covering “My Favorite Things”). Click to play below or listen online here.
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Do you know “Bread Pan”? Since Roosevelt Sykes never went to Tehran, I’m wondering about taxi-cab riding sins… but the rest is pretty clear 😉
I met a sweet woman last night, gee but she was just my size,
I met a sweet woman last night, she was just my size,
I taken her home with me, just to bake my cakes and pies!
She’s a good kitchen mechanic, knows how to make my biscuit rise,
She’s a good kitchen mechanic, she knows how to make my biscuit rise,
She use the best bakin’ powders, an’ I declare her pan is just my size!
Makes my bread rise late hours in the night,
She makes my bread rise late hours in the night,
When I put my bread in her pan, I shoves it clean out of sight!
Oh-oh, I found my type o’ woman at last,
Oh-oh, I found my type o’ woman at last,
She is just my size, an’ I declare she ain’t too fast!
She don’t run around ridin’ in taxi cabs,
She don’t run around ridin’ in taxi cabs,
She is much sweeter than the woman that I used to have!
Oh my! Those dirty old blues songs…