You Are My Sunshine by Jimmie Davis.
We’ve
shared a lot of songs about sunshine here at the Murfin Home Confinement Music Festival
and they are all about hope and good cheer. But in one of the most beloved country music songs of all time heartbreak lurks behind a lilting melody. You Are My Sunshine is most closely associated with Jimmie Davis and therein lays an
interesting and not always happy tale.
One story is
that Oliver Hood wrote the song in
the early 1930’s and first performed it at a Veteran’s of Foreign Wars Convention in Georgia. But was also attributed
to one of Hood’s musical associates, Paul
Rice of the Rice Brothers and
that clarinetist Pud Brown
contributed to an arrangement that broke with string band conventions with a
Western swing feel. It was first recorded in 1939 by the Rice Brothers Gang on Decca and the Pine Ridge Boys on Blue
Bird.
Davis heard the
song from the Rice Brothers while they were appearing on Shreveport, Louisiana radio station KWKH, the future home of the Louisiana
Hayride. Davis and his collaborator Charles Mitchell bought
the song and rights from Paul Rice and put his own name on it, a practice not
uncommon in the pre-World War II
music business. Although Davis never claimed to have actually written the
song his name was credited on all of the literally hundreds
of subsequent recordings of it and
did everything in his power to make the song his own.
The sheet music for You are My Sunshine clearly identifies Jimmie Davis as one of the songwriters. |
Davis recorded You Are My Sunshine in Decca’s New York City studios with an
arrangement that replaced a fiddle lead with steel slide lap guitar and a jazzy
clarinets break on February 5,
1940. It was an immediate regional hit. Later that year both Bing Crosby and Gene Autry
scored top national hits with the
song and delta blues guitarist Mississippi John Hurt as well as the
ultimate dance band square Lawrence Welk
also covered it showing the appeal of the song well beyond it country roots.
The song has
been recorded so often that it is one of the most commercially programmed numbers in American popular music across multiple genres. Just a few of those
who have covered the song are Doris Day,
Nat King Cole, Ray Charles, Ike & Tina Turner, Andy Williams, The Beach
Boys, Aretha Franklin, Anne Murray, Chuck Berry, Jerry Lee Lewis,
and Johnny Cash.
I personally
learned the song off of a Gene Autry record as a boy in Cheyenne and it has
been in my song circle repertoire of
drunken caterwauling.
As for Jimmie
Davis, well, he was a piece of work. He was born as James Houston Davis according to Census records to impoverished
sharecroppers on September 11, 1899 in Beech
Springs, southeast of Quitman in
Jackson Parish in north Louisiana. He was the youngest of 11 children and neither her nor his parents knew how
old he really was, guesses ranged from 1898 to 1904.
Despite the odds against him Davis managed to
graduate from Beech Springs High School
and the New Orleans campus of Soule Business College. Davis received
his bachelor’s degree in history from the Baptist-affiliated Louisiana College in Pineville, Rapides Parish
and a master’s degree from Louisiana State University in Baton Rouge. His 1927 master's
thesis, Comparative Intelligence of Whites, Blacks and Mulattoes examined
the intelligence levels of different
races. Keep that in mind.
During the late
1920s, Davis taught history (and,
unofficially, yodeling) for a year at Dodd
College for Girls in Shreveport while he began performing locally in the fashion of his idol Jimmie Rogers. He even began using the name Jimmie instead
of James. Like Rogers many of his early
recordings were raunchy blues tunes
like Red
Nightgown Blues. Some of these sides included slide guitar
accompaniment by Black bluesman Oscar “Buddy”
Woods. By the late ‘30’s he was a successful
fulltime musician with a strong regional following.
Following the
success of You Are My Sunshine, Davis
appeared in Western films in Hollywood. He spent enough time in California that he became part
owner of a night club which
sometimes featured integrated acts.
Jimmie Davis in his first term as Louisiana Governor. |
His folksy demeanor made him a natural at politics. Davis was elected in 1938 as Shreveport’s Public Safety Commissioner, the equivalent
of police chief under the City Commission form of government. After four years in
Shreveport City Hall, he was elected
in 1942 to the Louisiana Public Service
Commission, the rate-making body
in the capital, Baton Rouge.
State Democratic Party powerhouses tapped Davis to
run for governor in 1944 as a foil to the populist Long machine of built by assassinated boss Hughie Long.
Like the Longs, Davis’s base was
among the poor “rednecks” of
northern part of the state. The entire
campaign was built around You Are My
Sunshine which Davis sang at every campaign rally, often from astride a horse named, you guessed it Sunshine. He won in a landslide.
Davis’s term as
governor was not distinguished. He
allowed officials selected by Party regulars and powerful business interests run things and make policy.
He spent much of his term absent
from Baton Rouge in California
for movies and making continued public appearances
as a singer. As a staunch anti-Longite he managed to get respect
from Louisiana liberals, such as
they were. He earned the gratitude of
national Democrats by keeping Louisiana from
jumping ship from Harry Truman’s 1948 presidential campaign to Strom Thurman and the Dixiecrats.
It's not every low budget western from a Poverty Row studio that could boast of a sitting governor as one of its stars. |
Louisiana
limited governors to a single
non-consecutive term so Davis left office after that election. He kept his hand in state politics but turned
his main attention back to his music career reinventing himself as a White gospel singer performing widely at churches, revival meetings, and religious
conventions. But no matter how many old-timey hymns he included in his
performances, he always managed to throw in You
Are My Sunshine.
In 1960 Huey
Long’s brother Earl Long was
finishing up a term as governor and hoped to retain power with an anointed successor
while being elected Lt, Governor until
he could run again. Davis was called
back to prevent that. Despite a previous
reputation as a relative racial moderate
as the Civil Rights Movement swept across
the South he reinvented himself as a strict
segregationist for a bitter three-way Democratic
primary. Like George Wallace in Alabama,
Davis refused to be “out niggered.”
In his second
term Davis proved his segregationist credentials by creating the Louisiana State Sovereignty Commission,
which operated from 1960 to 1967. It “espoused States rights, anti-communist
and segregationist ideas, with a particular focus on maintaining the status quo in race relations. It was
closely allied with the Louisiana Joint
Legislative Committee on Un-American Activities. In this term business interests, especially
the gas, oil, and petrochemical industries had even more
overt control over state government. As
in 1948 Davis came to the aid of national Democrats by offering tacit support to Presidents John F. Kennedy and Lyndon
B. Johnson, to secure the state’s hold on pending offshore oil revenues.
In his second term as Governor Davis was still riding Sunshine to the Louisiana capitol building in Baton Rouge, the modern skyscraper build by Huey Long. |
Davis made one
more attempt to return to power in 1971 in a crowded Democratic field, but his populist act was not
fooling anybody any more. He finished a pitiful fourth place in a special December
run-off primary with only 11.8 % of
the vote.
In 1972 he was
said to be on George Wallace’s short
list as a vice presidential running
mate after Air Force General Curtis
LeMay, who got the nod and
former Governor Orval Faubus.
In the 1990, after
segregationist Democrats realigned themselves with “states’ rights” Republicans Davis
endorsed GOP candidates including State Representative Woody Jenkins the U.S. Senate against Democrat Mary Landrieu of New Orleans, and Governor
Murphy J. “Mike” Foster, Jr. who was seeking re-election in 1999. Against African-American Democratic Congressman Bill Jefferson of New
Orleans.
Davis died on
November 5, 2000. He had suffered a fall in his home some ten months
earlier and may have had a stroke in
his last days. He was 101 years old.
No matter what
you think of Davis, You Are My Sunshine is
still a hell of a good song.
The fact that he didn't actually write the song rescues it for me.
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