Once I lived a life of a millionaire Spendin' my money, I didn't care I carried my friends out for a good time Buy bootleg liquor, champagne, and wine
When I begin to fall so low I didn't have a friend and no place to go But if I ever get my hands on a dollar again I'm gonna hold on to it 'til them eagles grin
Nobody knows you When you down and out In my pocket not one penny And my friends, I haven't any
But if I ever get on my feet again And I'll meet my long-lost friend It's mighty strange without a doubt Nobody knows you when you down and out I mean, when you down and out
Mmm When you down and out Mmm, not one penny And my friends, I haven't any
Mmm, and I fell so low Nobody wants me 'round their door Mmm, without a doubt No man can use you when you down and out I mean when you down and out
I know a triflin' man They call him Triflin' Sam He lives in Birmingham Way down in Alabam'
Now the other night He had a fight With a gal named Mandy Brymm She plainly stated she was aggravated And she shouted out to him
Aggravatin' papa, don't you try to two-time me I said, don't two-time me Aggravatin' papa, treat me kind or let me be I mean, just let me be
Listen while I get you told Stop messin' round, sweet jellyroll If you stay out with a high-brown baby I'll smack you down, and I don't mean maybe
Aggravatin' papa, I'll do anything you say Anything you say But when you go struttin', do your strut around my way So papa, just treat me pretty, be nice and kind The way you treated me will make me lose my mind Aggravatin' papa, don't you try to two-time me
Just treat me pretty, be nice and sweet I got a darn forty-four that don't repeat Aggravatin' papa, don't you try to two-time me
I can't sleep at night I can't eat a bite 'Cause the man I love He don't treat me right
He makes me feel so blue I don't know what to do Sometime I sit and sigh And then begin to cry 'Cause my best friend said his last goodbye
There's a change in the ocean Change in the deep blue sea, my baby I'll tell you folks, there ain't no change in me My love for that man will always be
Now I can read his letters I sure can't read his mind I thought he's lovin' me He's leavin' all the time Now I see my poor love was blind
Now I got the crazy blues Since my baby went away I ain't got no time to lose I must find him today
Now the doctor's gonna do all that he can But what you're gonna need is an undertaker man I ain't had nothin' but bad news Now I got the crazy blues
Hey, bo-weavil, don't sing the blues no more Hey, hey, bo-weavil, don't sing the blues no more Bo-weavil's here, bo-weavil's everywhere you go
I'm a lone bo-weavil, been out a great long time I'm a lone bo-weavil, been out a great long time I'm gonna sing these blues to ease the bo-weavil's lonesome mind
I don't want no man to put no sugar in my tea I don't want no man to put no sugar in my tea Some of them so evil, I'm 'fraid they might poison me
I went downtown and bought me a hat I brought it back home, I laid it on the shelf Looked at my bed, I'm gettin' tired of sleeping by myself
Gee, but it's hard to love someone when that someone don't love you! I'm so disgusted, heart-broken, too; I've got those down-hearted blues; Once I was crazy 'bout a man; he mistreated me all the time The next man I get has got to promise me to be mine, all mine!
Trouble, trouble, I've had it all my days Trouble, trouble, I've had it all my days; It seems like trouble going to follow me to my grave
I ain't never loved but three men in my life; I ain't never loved but three men in my life: My father, my brother, the man that wrecked my life
It may be a week, it may be a month or two It may be a week, it may be a month or two But the day you quit me, honey, it's comin' home to you
I got the world in a jug, the stopper's in my hand I got the world in a jug, the stopper's in my hand I'm gonna hold it until you meet some of my demands
Golfing Dan was a golfing man He'd golf from morn till night. He had a mama,a loving mama. He didn't treat her right. He'd come home, all tired out, And right to bed he'd go. His mama soon got tired of this, And these words she whispered low.
She says, golfing papa you're way over par. You'll have to stop puttin on the green. You've had your way on the fairway. You know just what I mean.
Now, your stance is perfect, Your aim is true. But papa when you drive, You fail to follow through.
She says, golfing papa you're way over par. You'll have to stop puttin on the green. Use your niblick, you'll have to stop puttin on the green.
Now what you need is a golfin coach, You're alright on your drive But bad on your approach. What you want, your mama has got But son you'd better practice your explosion shot.
Now listen papa you must learn your stuff Cause when you drive you slice, and go right in the rough. From paying green fees you've got me broke, Your shaft is bent and now you've lost your master stroke.
So pack your golf bags you've had your fun I foundanother man who made a hole in one.
She says, golfing papa you're way over par. You'll have to stop puttin on the green. Turn in your scorecard, you'll have to stop puttin on the green
I haven't eat for a week, I even walk in my sleep. Bugs buzz around me, fleas always creep. Every night and dayI hang my head and weep. Yes, and weep. I love my baby, I want him for myself. If he don't be mine, he won't have nobody else. He has left me, I do the best I can. I'm a do-right kid,get a friend and replace that man.
Now I got the don't care blues, can't be satisfied. Every night and day I hang my head and cry. I go to the grocery store to buy a rockin' chair. Blues overtakes me gonna rock away my cares. Now my love has been refused. Now I got the don't care blues.
I woke up this mornin' with the blues around my head. My baby left me, it nearly killed me dead. He went away, and never had a word to say. Now I'm worried, and lonesome deep down in my heart. Because I know the best of friends must part. He went away, it nearly breaks my heart.
Now I got the don't care blues, can't be satisfied. Every night and day I hang my head and cry. I don't wanna (indecipherable). The brown I had (indecipherable) not for me. Now my love has been refused. Now I got the don't care blues
You hear the whistle blow I want you all to know That train is taking my sweet manaway From me today
Don't know the reason why I must sigh and cry But somethin' 'bout him makes me feel this way That's why I say...
I've got those lonesome mama blues Since my love has been refused My poor heart's grievin' Because he's leavin' me But wait and see Some day he'll come back again On that very same old train I know he'll never find Another gal so good and kind
Every night upon my knees I pray the Lord above "Hear my plea Send back to me The only man I love!"
Lord, my prayer, now don't refuse His sweet love don't let me lose!" I'm just a lonesome mama Singin' lonesome mama blues
I heard Jim Jackson say to Mandy Green You've been the cruelest gal I ever seen You made me walk you 'round the park last night Then wouldn't kiss me,do you think that's right? Just then Miss Mandy turned around to him She said: Now listen here Jim
It's right here for ya,if you don't get it, it ain't no fault of mine It's up to him to get it, you will agree I've got a lovin' disposition So dear, I'm in the same position Cause it's right here for you If you don't get it, it ain't no fault of mine Sweet Lawd, babe Taint no fault of mine
When they got married and they settled down He'd stay out late at night to roam around She soon got tired of that,like women do Made up her mind that she would stop it too One night she waited with a great big club When he came in, she said Bub
It's right here for ya,if you don't get it, it ain't no fault of mine It's up to him to get it, you will agree I've got a lovin' disposition So dear, I'm in the same position Cause it's right here for you If you don't get it, it ain't no fault of mine Sweet Lawd, babe Taint no fault of mine
I hate to see the evening' sun go down I hate to see the evening'sun go down It makes me think I'm on my last go 'round
Feeling' tomorrow like I feel today Feeling' tomorrow like I feel today 'll pack my grip and make my getaway
Saint Louis woman with her diamond rings Pulls that man around by her apron strings Wasn't for powder and the store-bought hair The man I love wouldn't go nowhere, nowhere
I got them Saint Louis Blues; just as blue as I can be He's got a heart like a rock cast in the sea Or else he wouldn't have gone so far from me
Stack O' Lee was a bad man Everybody knows And when they see Stack O' Lee comin' They'd give him the road He was my man But he done me wrong
Stack O' Lee, Stack O' Lee Was short-tempered and bad He'd take everything his women would bring And everything they had He was my man But he done me wrong
Stack O' Lee's on the warpath And you'd better run 'Cause Stack O' Lee is a bad man And he'll kill you just for fun He was my man But he done you wrong
Stack O' Lee's in jail now With his face turned to the wall Pretty women and old corn whiskey Was the cause of it all He was my man But he done you wrong
A hundred-dollar coffin And a eighty-dollar hat Carriеd him to the cemetery But it did not bring him back He was my man But he done me wrong
Mississippi River, what a fix you left me in, Old Mississippi River, what a fix you left me in, Mudholes of water clear up to my chin.
House without a steeple didn't even have a door, House without a steeple didn't even have a door, Plain old two room shanty but it was my home sweet home.
Ma and pa got drownded, Mississippi you the blame, My ma and pa got drownded, Mississippi you the blame, Mississippi River, I can't stand to hear your name.
Homeless, yes, I'm homeless, might as well be dead, Oh you know I'm homeless, homeless, might as well be dead, Hungry and disgusted, no place to lay my head.
Wish I was an eagle, but I'm a plain old black crow, Wish I was an eagle, but I'm a plain old black crow, I'm gonna flap my wings and leave here, and never come back no more.
Minutes seem like hours, hours seem like days Minutes seem like hours, hours seem like days It seem like my daddy won't stop his evil ways
Seem like every minute's going to be my last Seem like every minute's going to be my last If I can't tell my future I won't tell my past
The brook runs into the river, river runs into the sea The brook run into the river, river run into the sea If I don't run into my daddy, somebody'll have to bury me
If anybody asks you who wrote this lonesome song If anybody asks you who wrote this lonesome song Tell 'em you don't know the writer, but Ma Rainey put it on
Ain't robbed no train, ain't done no hangin' crime Ain't robbed no train, ain't done no hangin' crime Just been a slave to the blues, grievin' 'bout that man of mine
Blues, please tell me, do I have to die a slave? Blues, please tell me, do I have to die a slave? Do you hear me pleadin', you're going to take me to my grave
If I could break these chains and let my worried heart go free If I could break these chains and let my worried heart go free But it's too late now, the blues have made a slave of me
You see me ravin', you hear me cryin' Oh Lord, this wounded heart of mine Folks, I'm all grievin' from my hat to my shoes I'm a good-hearted woman, just been a slave to the blues
Hey people, listen while I spread my news Hey people, listen while I spread my news I wanna tell you people all about my bad luck blues
Did you ever wake up just at the break of day? Did you ever break up just at the wake of day? With your arms around the pillow where your daddy used to lay?
Lord, look where the sun done gone Lord, Lord, look where the sun done gone Hey Lord, there's something going all wrong
What’s the use of livin', you can't get the man you love The use of livin’, you can't get the man you love You might as well just die, give your soul to the Maker above