| I went to bed last evening
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| Feeling blue as I could be
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| I couldn’t sleep last evening
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| For what was worrying me
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| All the tears I’ve wasted
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| Would surely fill the deep blue sea
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| I’ve got those sigh about him, cry about him
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| Morning where am I without him, blues
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| He keeps me walking on the floor
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| Then like a fool I ask for more
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| Although I know he isn’t good
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| I wouldn’t leave him if I could, I know
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| I’m not the first on his list
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| I’d never be missed
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| I wish I had a dime
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| For every girl he kissed
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| I swear I’d be a millionaire
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| And yet I wouldn’t care
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| As long as I could get my share
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| I’ve got those mad about him, sad about him
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| How can I be glad without him, blues
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| He makes my dreams go up in smoke
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| And then he treats it like a joke
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| He’s just an ordinary sort of guy
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| And yet I’ll love him till I die, poor me
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| I’ve got those mad about him, sad about him
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| How can I be glad without him, blues |