Weary Hearted Blues

Looka here pretty mama, I'll tell you what I'll do

I'll make these lots of dollars and bring 'em all home to you

Now I'm weary, weary hearted and blue

And that's why I'm cryin' these weary hearted blues

I'll give you my money, baby I'll admire

I'll do as all for you mama, you require

Still I'm weary, weary hearted and blue

And that's why that I'm cryin' these weary hearted blues

I'll even hold your head when you are feelin' bad

I'll sing and dance for you mama, when you're sad

Now I'm weary, weary hearted and blue

And that's why I'm cryin' these weary hearted blues

I wanna tell all you mens nice and kind

You lose your best woman, don't you fool with mine

'Cause I'm weary, weary hearted and blue

And that's why I'm cryin' these weary hearted blues

Now a white man go to the river, take him a seat and sit down

The blues overtake him, he jump overboard and drown

Yes he's weary, weary hearted and blue

And that's why we're cryin' these weary hearted blues

Now a colored man go to the river, take him a seat and sit down

He takes the blues, he come home back to town

And yet he weary, weary hearted and blue

And that's why I'm cryin' these weary hearted blues

I wants all you men to let my good gal alone

I give her a dollar in the street and I'll give her two at home

'Cause I'm weary, weary hearted and blue

And that's why I'm cryin' these weary hearted blues