Rhode Island. Never stopped there but I could walk all over that little state. Hartford is capital.
North Dakota. Wiped up engine on Great Northern, 237 miles from Minneapolis.
South Dakota. Worked out in Aberdeen in wheat fields, harvest for Al T——, mostly carried water.
California. When war was goin’ on, time of government camp at Los Angeles an’ Sacramento an’ Miles City.
Wing was also a great songster. “When de ‘Wing Blues’ come out, dat’s me,” he would say. His chief refrain was always
O my babe, you don’t know my min’,
When you see me laughin’,
Laughin’ to keep from cryin’,[87]
of which he had many versions. This chorus was easily adapted to a hundred songs and varied accordingly. “When you see me laughin’, I’m laughin’ just to keep from cryin’,” or “I’m tryin’ to keep from cryin’,” or “When you think I’m laughin’, I’m cryin’ all the time.” There were his other versions, such as
O my babe, you don’t know my min’,