Good mornin', blues
Blues, how do you do?
Eh, good mornin', blues
Blues, how do you do?
I would like to have
Just a few words with you
Yeah, I woke up this mornin'
With an awful achin' head
Yes, early this mornin'
With an awful achin' head
Now my man has left me
A room with an empty bed
Ain't it hard
Lovin' another woman's man
Yes, it's so hard
Lovin' another woman's man
You can't get him when you want him
You've got to catch him when you can
It takes a good, smart woman these days
Takes a good, smart woman these days
Yes, to hold her man
When these gals has got so many different ways
I'm gonna watch my man
Don't care what these other gals say
Lord, lord, lord, lord, lord, oh, lord
Hmmm, lord, lord
Say, these men in Harlem
Treat poor me like I was a dog