I'VE GOT THE MOURNING BLUES
Vo 5095

Been in business and I been in love,
I used to fly high like a turtledove,
Had the blues many a-time,
Just a woman on a poor man's mind

CHORUS: I got the mourning blues, oh so bad,
Honey, come and kiss me, they're the worst I've ever had.

Ashes to ashes and its dust to dust,
Show me a woman that a man can trust.
Nickel's worth of grease and a dime's worth of lard
I would buy them all but the times is so hard. CHORUS

There ain't no use of me a-working so hard,
For I got a woman in the white folk's yard,
She brings me meat and she brings me pie,
Me eats some of everything the white folks buy. CHORUS

She brings me chicken and she brings me cake,
You just ought to see me lick that plate,
A big honey biscuit and a mutton chop,
Will make a nigger's lips go flippy flop. CHORUS

Lassus a fellow right over there,
He's got blue eyes and he's got black hair.
Talking to his sweetheart, she looks so neat,
She calls him honey, and he calls her sweet. CHORUS

There stands a feller right over yonder,
He looks just like he wants to ponder.
Look at that hair all around his mouth,
Like he swallered a mule and left the tail a-hanging out. CHORUS

HTML line breaks added. --JoeClone, 12-Oct-02.