Dying With the Blues
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Dying With the Blues lyrics

GenreJazz
Duration2:56
Original languageEnglish
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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.

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