Decoration day کے بول

I had a man, who's good and kind in his way Yeah I had a man, sweet and kind in his way Lord, he died and he left me and I sing the blues on every decoration day Lord I was standing, standing 'round my baby's bed Well, my Lord, my lord he take my baby away Why, why, why, why when your soul don't come back Lord, I hung my head and cried Said, now baby please please don't worry Said, now baby please please don't worry 'cause everybody's gotta go Why, why, why, why The best man, God knows, I ever had All day, that Sunday I just hung my head and cried So sad, that Sunday When my Lord he take my baby Why, why, why, why I need my baby on some old lonesome day and I sing the blues on every decoration day on every decoration day