Moaning The Blues
Composer(s): Lizzie Douglas; Joe McCoy
Performer(s): Memphis Minnie



Oh, the blues got ways, sometimes just like a natural man
Oh, the blues got ways, sometimes just like a natural man
I don't care which away you turn, they always is on your hands

Won't you tell me, baby, how come you don't come back home
Won't you tell me, baby, how come you don't come back home
I lay down last night with my back door open all night long

Here come the blues this morning, just 'fore day they shut my door
Here come the blues this morning, just 'fore day they shut my door
But the Lord forgive me, I won't have them things no more

This morning, setting on the side of my bed
This morning, blues set on the side of my bed
They's come brought you a letter why your proud good man fell dead

Blues, what must I do?

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