Maxwell Street Blues Songtext
von Papa Charlie Jackson

I was walkin′ down Morgan, stopped on Maxwell Street
I was walkin' down Morgan, stopped on Maxwell Street
I asked the desk sergeant what
police brought my girl in off of the street

I stood and talked to the desk sergeant, till he went fast asleep
Hey, Hey, till he went fast asleep
′Cause I knew my mama got arrested on Maxwell Street


Lord, I'm talkin' ′bout the wagon, talkin′ 'bout the push cart, too
Lord I′m talkin' ′bout the wagon, talkin' ′bout the push cart, too
'Cause Maxwell Street's so crowded
on a Sunday you can hardly pass through

There′s a Maxwell Street Market, got Water Street Market, too
There′s a Maxwell Street Market, got a Water Street Market, too
If you ain't got no money, the women got nothing for you to do

I got the Maxwell Street Blues, mama, and they just won′t 'have
Hey Hey and they just won′t 'have
′Cause the Maxwell Street women gonna carry me to my grave

I live six twenty-four, mama, and I'm talkin' to you
I live six twenty-four Maxwell, mama, and I′m talkin′ to you
'Cause I swear I don′t want the doodlie doodlie doodlie outta you