1961 J.A. Williams Night Song (1962) 118: I’m sittin’ over in a corner, blowin’ a Chesterfield.at blow, v.1
1961 J.A. Williams Night Song (1962) 118: Too many o’ them damn agents passin’ rubber around ’cause they done spent up all the musicians’ bread.at rubber cheque, n.
1961 J.A. Williams Night Song (1962) 180: You’d better run over to my crib and stay there till I come.at crib, n.1
1961 J.A. Williams Night Song (1962) 77: He wasn’t always layin’ on you with hippy-dip talk.at hippy-dippy, adj.
1961 J.A. Williams Night Song (1962) 93: I thought I was a hip paddy boy, like some of the kids you see around now in pegs and drapes.at drape, n.
1961 J.A. Williams Night Song (1962) 135: Lay here on your ass and get your brains fried.at fried, adj.
1961 J.A. Williams Night Song (1962) 78: Do you dig, frig? Now do you understand? You white. It’s your world.at frig, n.
1961 J.A. Williams Night Song (1962) 161: How in the eff are the pegs sellin’, you mother!at fuck, the, phr.
1961 J.A. Williams Night Song (1962) 75: Look, man, can we take off our things and get some grease?at grease, n.1
1961 J.A. Williams Night Song (1962) 100: This crap is gettin’ down to the knitty-gritty here now.at get down to the nitty-gritty (v.) under nitty-gritty, n.
1961 J.A. Williams Night Song (1962) 44: I don’t mean an ordinary preacher. He had all that bullshit behind his name, B.D. and D.D. Went to some seminary at Harvard. A real heavy cat.at heavy, adj.
1961 J.A. Williams Night Song (1962) 159: ‘Later,’ Yards said [...] ‘See you,’ Eagle said.at later, phr.
1961 J.A. Williams Night Song (1962) 40: That sweet-blowing Johnny Hodges who mauled an alto.at maul, v.
1961 J.A. Williams Night Song (1962) 40: The mobbers caught his father shortchanging on hooch.at mobster, n.
1961 J.A. Williams Night Song (1962) 118: They out tryin’ to make one nighters six and seven hundred miles apart.at one-nighter, n.
1961 J.A. Williams Night Song (1962) 48: But now Eagle, even half-zonked, knew something was wrong.at zonked (out), adj.
1961 J.A. Williams Night Song (1962) 93: I thought I was a hip paddy boy, like some of the kids you see around now in pegs and drapes.at peg, n.1
1961 J.A. Williams Night Song (1962) 187: You goddamn right you ain’t one of my boys, you with your ricky-tick-ass guitar playin’.at ricky-tick, adj.
1961 J.A. Williams Night Song (1962) 68: He can wail when he’s right, but he ain’t consistent any more.at right, adj.
1961 J.A. Williams Night Song (1962) 125: Let’s go in and wrap our rubies around some cold beer.at ruby, n.2
1961 J.A. Williams Night Song (1962) 63: ‘That mother,’ Eagle grunted. ‘Always suckin’ around.’.at suck around (v.) under suck, v.1