There was an eight bar blues (with a bridge) on John Hammond's first album. I haven't heard this record since the sixties, but some of it keeps coming back and I'd love to get the rest.

Well, my baby packed her suitcase
And she started on that train
She was a married woman
But I loved her just the same

Well I started to write a letter
Had to lay that pencil down
I started thinkin' 'bout my baby
And the tears came rollin' down

And I ain't got no lovin' baby now
No I ain't got no lovin' baby now

That's all I've got.