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