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REMEDY: WHISKEY AND LEMON JUICE CURE THE COMMON COLD.
Where learned: MICHIGAN ; MUSKEGON
| Subject headings: | BELIEF -- Plant |
Date learned: 09-20-1982
ARMY CADENCE
C130 ROLLING DOWN THE STRIP.
AIRBORNE DADDY'S GONNA TAKE A LITTLE TRIP
STAND-UP, HOOK-UP, SHUFFLE TO THE DOOR.
JUMP RIGHT OUT AND COUNT TO FOUR.
IF MY MAIN (CANOPY) DON'T OPEN WIDE,
I'VE GOT ANOTHER ONE BY MY SIDE.
HEY, HEY ALL THE WAY.
HEY, HEY EVERYDAY.
Where learned: MICHIGAN ; MUSKEGON
| Subject headings: | Ballad Song Dance Game Music Verse -- War cries |
Date learned: 09-20-1982
"THIS HAPPENED IN 1959. HORACE TURNER WAS THE PRESIDENT OF THE
JUNIOR CHOIR WHEN I ATTENDED CHURCH AND ACCORDING TO HIS WIFE,
GOD WANTED HORACE TO PREACH, BUT HORACE RESISTED. ONE THURSDAY
NIGHT, IT SEEMED AS IF HORACE HEARD THESE WORDS, 'I'M GOING TO
TAKE SOMETHING FROM YOU THAT YOU REALLY CARE ABOUT AND GIVE YOU
SOMETHING GREATER IN RETURN.' ON FRIDAY, WHILE HORACE WAS ON HIS
LUNCH HOUR, HE WAS ATTEMPTING TO CAPTURE A MOTHER PIGEON AND TAKE
IT HOME TO HIS CHILDREN WHEN ALL OF A SUDDEN, HE HEARD A
WHOOSHING SOUND AS IF SOMETHING HAD FLOWN AWAY. HE LOOKED
TOWARD THE SKY, SAW NOTHING, AND THE PIGEON WAS STILL IN THE EXACT
SPOT. SHE WAS IN BEFORE HORACE HEARD THE SOUND. THE 'WHOOSH'
CAME AT THE SAME TIME THAT HORACE'S ONLY SON, WHO WAS TEN, DIED
FROM A GUNSHOT. HIS 12-YEAR-OLD FRIEND SHOT HIM (HORACE'S SON)
WITH A 30-30 WINCHESTER. A FEW NIGHTS LATER, HORACE PREACHED HIS
FIRST SERMON AT THE DINNER TABLE WITH HIS FAMILY. HE TOLD ME ONCE
THAT HE DIDN'T WORRY ABOUT SERMONS AND THAT ALL HE DID WAS PICK UP
PAPER AND PEN AND THE WORDS FLOWED AS IF BY MAGIC. HE'S STILL
PREACHING AT THIS TIME.
Where learned: MICHIGAN ; MUSKEGON
| Subject headings: | Observation PROSE NARRATIVE -- Religious hero |
Date learned: CA00001959
"ALABAMA -- I'VE HEARD OF PEOPLE SEEING SOMEONE (AN APPARITION OF
THE PERSON) HOURS BEFORE THE PERSON'S DEATH. MY GRANDMOTHER SAW
HER BOYFRIEND WALKING ALONG A PATH ON FRIDAY MORNING, BUT HE
SHOWED UP AT HER HOUSE A FEW MINUTES LATER FROM THE OPPOSITE
DIRECTION AND COULDN'T HAVE BEEN WHERE SHE HAD SEEN HIM. HE WAS
KILLED LATE THAT FRIDAY EVENING IN AN AMBUSH."
Where learned: MICHIGAN ; MUSKEGON
| Subject headings: | Favorites PROSE NARRATIVE -- Ghost Spirit Phantom Specter BELIEF -- Death Funeral Burial |
Date learned: CA00001948
"ALABAMA - WHEN TWO OR MORE PEOPLE ARE WALKING TOGETHER, IT'S BAD
LUCK TO SPLIT UP WHEN WALKING PAST A TREE. EVERYONE HAS TO WALK
ON THE SAME SIDE OF THE TREE."
Where learned: MICHIGAN ; MUSKEGON
| Subject headings: | BELIEF -- Bad luck Leaving Entering Returning home Travel |
Date learned: 09-19-1982
"LOOKING INTO AN EMPTY GRAVE IS TABOO FOR A PREGNANT WOMAN: HER
UNBORN CHILD WILL BE GREEDY BECAUSE HE/SHE CAN'T BE FILLED."
Where learned: MICHIGAN ; MUSKEGON
| Subject headings: | BELIEF -- Product or activity of man or animal BELIEF -- Birth BELIEF -- Death Funeral Burial |
Date learned: 09-19-1982
WASHING ON NEW YEAR'S DAY MEANS YOU ARE WASHING ONE OF YOUR FAMILY
MEMBERS AWAY.
Submitter comment: INFORMANT SPECIFICALLY MEANT LAUNDERED ITEMS AND DEATH.
Where learned: MICHIGAN ; MUSKEGON
| Subject headings: | CUSTOM FESTIVAL -- January 1 New Year's BELIEF -- Death Funeral Burial BELIEF -- Measure of time Working |
Date learned: 09-19-1982
"THIS ONE WAS TOLD BY THE MINISTER OF THE CHURCH I ATTENDED AS A
CHILD: THERE WAS A LITTLE GIRL ON A PASSENGER TRAIN. SHE WAS
PUT OFF THE TRAIN IN THE DARK, IN THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE BECAUSE
SHE HAD NO TICKET. AFTER THE CONDUCTOR FORCED THE LITTLE GIRL TO
LEAVE THE TRAIN, HE PULLED THE CORD, SIGNALLING THE ENGINEER TO
CONTINUE THE JOURNEY. HOWEVER, THE TRAIN WOULDN'T MOVE. FINALLY,
THE CONDUCTOR SAID, 'I KNOW WHY THIS TRAIN WON'T MOVE. I'VE
FORCED THAT CHILD OFF BECAUSE SHE HAD NO TICKET OR MONEY.' HE PUT
THE LITTLE GIRL BACK ON THE TRAIN AND SIGNALLED THE ENGINEER
AGAIN. THIS TIME, THE TRAIN PROCEEDED WITHOUT INCIDENCE."
Where learned: MICHIGAN ; MUSKEGON
| Subject headings: | Favorites PROSE NARRATIVE -- Outlaw Criminal Bandit Pirate PROSE NARRATIVE -- Product or activity of man or animal |
Date learned: 09-19-1982
"THERE'S SUPPOSED TO BE MONEY BURIED IN THE WOODS IN BESSEMER,
ALABAMA, THAT CAN'T BE REMOVED. I HEARD SEVERAL MEN TALK ABOUT
TRYING TO DIG FOR IT; BUT WHEN THEY FOUND THE CORRECT SPOT,
THINGS STARTED HAPPENING TO SCARE THEM OFF. ONE SPECIFIC THING I
REMEMBER HEARING MENTIONED WAS THE ROCKS BEING THROWN AT THEM (THE
MEN) FROM ALL SIDES FROM SOME UNSEEN BEINGS."
Where learned: MICHIGAN ; MUSKEGON
| Subject headings: | Favorites PROSE NARRATIVE -- Product or activity of man or animal |
Date learned: 09-19-1982
"IN CARROLTON, ALABAMA, THERE IS THIS FACE OF A MAN IN THE
COURTHOUSE WINDOW. HE WAS EXECUTED FOR A CRIME HE DID NOT
COMMIT AND HAS HAUNTED THE COURTHOUSE SINCE THEN. THE WINDOW HAS
SUPPOSEDLY BEEN REPLACED ON SEVERAL OCCASIONS, BUT THE FACE WILL NOT
NOT GO AWAY."
Where learned: MICHIGAN ; MUSKEGON
| Subject headings: | Favorites BELIEF -- Ghost Spirit Phantom Specter BELIEF -- Product or activity of man or animal |
Date learned: 09-19-1982
CUTTING YOUR FINGERNAILS ON SUNDAY BRINGS BAD LUCK.
Where learned: MICHIGAN ; MUSKEGON
| Subject headings: | BELIEF -- Product or activity of man or animal BELIEF -- Measure of time WeekDayHour BELIEF -- Bad luck Activities |
Date learned: 09-19-1982
"A WOMAN COULD BE SEEN WALKING ALONG RAILROAD TRACKS IN BESSEMER,
ALABAMA. PEOPLE FOLLOWED HER, BUT NEVER CAUGHT HER. WHEN THEY
RAN, SHE RAN; AND HER FEET NEVER TOUCHED THE GROUND -- OR
ANYTHING. PEOPLE BELIEVED THAT THE WOMAN WAS THE GHOST OF A MAN (IN
FEMALE IMAGE) WHO HAD BEEN HANGED NEARBY."
Where learned: MICHIGAN ; MUSKEGON
| Subject headings: | Favorites PROSE NARRATIVE -- Ghost Spirit Phantom Specter |
Date learned: 09-19-1982
"ON NEWHILL, BESSEMER, ALABAMA, AFTER A RAIN, THE OCCUPANTS IN
MY MOTHER'S HOME SAW THAT THE RAIN WAS THE COLOR OF BLOOD.
THE REASON FOR THIS, ACCORDING TO MY MOTHER, WAS THAT THE PREVIOUS
OWNER, A MAN, HAD DIED THERE."
Where learned: MICHIGAN ; MUSKEGON
| Subject headings: | Favorites PROSE NARRATIVE -- Cloud Fog Mist Rain Hail Ice Snow Frost Dew PROSE NARRATIVE -- Product or activity of man or animal |
Date learned: 09-19-1982
"A WOMAN (A GHOST) WOULD TAKE A TAXI TO A CERTAIN LOCATION AND
SEND THE CAB DRIVER TO HER MOTHER'S HOME TO GET CAB FARE. WHEN
THE CAB DRIVER ASKED FOR THE FARE, THE MOTHER WOULD SAY, 'MY
DAUGHTER IS DEAD.'"
Where learned: MICHIGAN ; MUSKEGON
| Subject headings: | Favorites PROSE NARRATIVE -- Ghost Spirit Phantom Specter |
Date learned: 09-19-1982
FIRST VISITOR ON FIRST DAY OF THE YEAR MUST BE A MAN. IF THE
VISITOR WERE A WOMAN, SHE BROUGHT BAD LUCK
Submitter comment: ITEM SHOWS SEXISM.
Where learned: MICHIGAN ; MUSKEGON
Date learned: 09-19-1982
POINTING AT THE GRAVE CAUSES BAD LUCK.
Where learned: MICHIGAN ; MUSKEGON
| Subject headings: | ART CRAFT ARCHITECTURE -- Cemetery BELIEF -- Death Funeral Burial BELIEF -- Bad luck Gestures SPEECH -- Gesture |
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Stagolee
I was born in Mississippi
Raised in Tennessee
I'm a bad mother-fucker
By the name of Stagolee.
It was back in '32
When times were hard
Had a .38 special
And a marked deck of cards.
I wore an old blue suit
And a fucked-up hat
Had a hot rod Ford
With no payments on that.
I went to a pool room
To get in a game,
And these bad mother-fuckers
Tried to know my name.
I kicked out the windows
Broke down the doors,
Fucked all the pretty women
And left all the whores.
I went on down to Vampire St.
Where all these bad mother-fuckers tend to meet.
I swam through the piss
I waded through the mud,
Till I got to this place
Called the Bucket O' Blood.
I said, "Bartender, bartender,
Get me something to eat."
He gave me a muddy glass of water
And a ragged piece of meat.
I said, "Bartender,
Don't you know who I am?"
He said, "No, and frankly
I don't give a goddamn."
I said, "I'm Stagolee
From across the way
And I kick a bad fucker's ass
Each and every single day."
I didn't like what
The bartender said
So I laid three holes
In his mother-fuckin' head.
About that time,
A pretty little whore
Came walkin' across the floor.
She said, "Staga,
Could you tell me
Where the bartender is, please?"
I said, "Sure babe,
He's behind the bar
With his mind at ease."
She said, "Staga,
You don't mean dead?"
I said, "Count the holes
In that mother-fucker's head."
Then another pretty little whore
Came walkin' across the floor
She said, "Staga,
It's twenty past eight
Let's you and me go upstairs
And let's get something straight."
So I went upstairs
And I began to tussle
Gave her fourteen inches
Before she could move a muscle.
I came downstairs
And they was doin' it on the tables
And doin' it on the floors
When everything got quiet as sin
And a cat named
Mr. Billy de Lyons walked in.
He said, "Who shot the bartender?
Who shot him dead?
I mean I wanna know
Who is the one
Who laid the three holes
In that mother-fucker's head?"
I said, "By God, I did."
He said, "Staga,
You was the best
When you shot the bartender,
But you'd rather hang your balls
On a shit-house door
Than fuck with my whore."
I done had Billy
Dead in my sights
When some nasty mother-fucker
Cut out them lights.
Lights went on
Billy laid at rest
With three of them .38 holes
Carved deep in his chest.
So I jumped on the table
Began to scream and shout,
"It's gonna take ten of the baddest mother-fuckers
To throw me out
'cause I'm Stagolee
From across the way,
And I kick a bad fucker's ass
Each and every single day."
Submitter comment:
Informant is my roommate, and he heard this from someone in his home town.
Where learned: MICHIGAN ; MUSKEGON ; heard in Detroit from collector's roommate
| Subject headings: | Ballad Song Dance Game Music Verse -- Ballad Epic |