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.