I Ain't Got Nothin But the Blues

Ain't got the change of a nickel

Ain't got no bounce in my shoes

Ain't go no fancy to tickle

I ain't got nothing but the blues

Ain't got no coffee that's perking

Ain't got no winnings to lose

Ain't got a dream that is working

I ain't got nothing but the blues

When trumpets flare up

I keep my hair up

I just can't make it come down

Believe me peppie,

I can't get happy

Since my ever loving baby left town

Ain't got no rest in my slumbers

Ain't got no feelings to bruise

Ain't got no telephone numbers

I ain't got nothing but the blues

When trumpets flare up I keep my hair up I just can't make it come down

Believe me peppie, I can't get happy Since my ever loving baby left town

Ain't got no rest in my slumbers Ain't got no feelings to bruise

Ain't got no telephone numbers I ain't got nothing but the blues

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I ain't got nothing but the blues