Here’s another real old one: Everybody check out Roosevelt Sykes “I’m a Dirty Mother For Ya.” He doesn’t say the “f” word outright, but he comes close! He re-recorded it in 1971 but his original version is from the 30’s. My copy is from Martin Scorsese Presents The Blues - A Musical Journey (Disc 2). I can’t find a date, but the lyrics are different than '71 (I’m a smelly mother for ya, don’t ya know, I’m a rotten mother for ya, don’t ya know) and the recording is scratchy as if taken from a 78 RPM record. He likely wrote and sang it live in the 20s as “dirty motherfucker, don’t you know,” but cleaned it up a bit for the record.
White people were extra stupid back then. Black musicians sang about sex, drugs and rock way back and whites were clueless as to what they were singing about. The most glaring example is The Andrews Sisters cover of Fats Waller’s “Hold Tight, Hold Tight (I Want Some Seafood Mama).” They blithely sing his words: “I like the taste of fish, when I come home late at night, I get my favorite dish- FISH! Hold tight, hold tight, furry-ackee-sackee, I want some saefood, Mama!”
The sisters must have thought Fats was singin’ some cute kind of jive-talk! I can almost hear how loud Fats and his boys must have been laughing when they heard the Andrews Sisters cover!