Ethel Waters Dying With The Blues Lyrics

Dying With The Blues Lyrics

I've lost my happy home; 

My baby's told me to pack my trunk and go; 

My heart is fairly breaking, 

To have to go. 



Oh, hon, isn't it a sin, 

To drive your poor baby 

Out in the sleet and wind? 

But he pointed to the door, 

And just said, "Go." 



I'm almost gone insane, 

When I hear you, daddy, 

You ride moaning like a train; 

For there's no other, 

Daddy, won't you change. 



Oh, hon, I got those blues runnin' through my soul. 

Take me back, sweet daddy, 

I am going home, daddy; 

Why, there's no other 

Who can ease my pain. 



Oh, hon, I got those blues just runnin' through my soul; 

Just take me back, oh, sweet daddy, 

Why, I am going home, baby; 

For there's no other 

Who can ease my pain