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K C moan

I hate to hear, the K C when she moans
I hate to hear, the K C when she moans
I hate to hear, the K C when she moans
Well she moans like she ain't gonna moan no more.

(Steve and I added standard blues verses:

I wish I'd listened to what my mama said
Well I wouldn't be here, thinking about the life I've led.

Here today, tomorrow I'll be gone
There's good times here, better further on (down the road)

Sun gonna shine on my back door some day
Well the rain it comes and never blows away

 

From Dave perhaps, Steve certainly.  This was one of the main features of the jam sessions Steve and I started on back in 63.  What they lacked in accuracy, they usually made up for in exuberance.  I proudly present one example - one of the more sedate efforts, I admit. 

About
K C?  Kansas City?I supposed that KC was the name of some railway line over in the States at some time; Kansas Central for example.  That it moaned when the railway whistle blew.  That's about it.
The good thing about the song was the chromatic runs and things.  It sounded mournful; and when we sang it, it was really sad.

In 1929 The Memphis Jug Band recorded the song.  That is where it comes from.  If you find recordings, they don't seem to bear much relationship to what we used to sing.  Except mournful.  The way it goes.

I quote from one enthusiast's blog. (Who also only gives one verse!)

I thought I heard that K.C. when she blowed
I thought I heard that K.C. when she blowed
I thought I heard that K.C. when she blowed
She blowed like my woman’s on board
The singer (he notes) is not hearing the sound of the Kansas City train whistle. He is remembering a time in the past when he mistakenly thought he heard that train whistle. This imagined train did not have the woman he loves aboard — the sound he remembers having thought he heard was the sound a train might have made if it had carried the woman he loves.

How about that!