Blue Willow Moan کے بول

Willow, willow with your head hung down Are you weeping for me this morning Don't you know that my woman has left this old town And the blues they done come and tore me down Steamboat calling from the waterline No use calling to me this morning Don't you know that my sorrows Got me chained to the ground And the blues they done come and tore me down Whistle, whistle on that lonesome train Are you moaning for me this morning Tell me why in the day time Do you make that midnight sound And bring those blues that just come and tear me down Dark cloud rolling in the summer sky Is your cold rain for me this morning Why don't you let that old sun shine Spread a smile all around An chase those blues that just come and tear me down