Waters Ethel - Dying With the Blues lyrics

Waters Ethel Miscellaneous Dying With the Blues I've lost my happy home; My baby's told me to pack my trunk and go; My heart is fairly breaking To have to go Oh, hon, isn't it a sin To drive your poor baby Out in the sleet and wind? But he pointed to the door And just said, "Go." I'm almost gone insane When I hear you, daddy You ride moaning like a train; For there's no other Daddy, won't you change Oh, hon, I got those blues runnin' through my soul Take me back, sweet daddy I am going home, daddy; Why, there's no other Who can ease my pain Oh, hon, I got those blues just runnin' through my soul; Just take me back, oh, sweet daddy Why, I am going home, baby; For there's no other Who can ease my pain