The Weary Blues

    Droning a droed tune,

    Rocking back and forto a mellow croon,

    I heard a Negro play.

    Do

    By t

    he did a lazy sway ....

    he did a lazy sway ....

    to tune o those eary Blues.

    ith his ebony hands on each ivory key

    poor piano moan h melody.

    O Blues!

    So and fro on y stool

    sad raggy tune like a musical fool.

    S Blues!

    Coming from a black mans soul.

    O Blues!

    In a deep song voice one

    I  Negro sing, t old piano moan--

    quot;Aint got nobody in all this world,

    Aint got nobody but ma self.

    Is go quit ma frownin

    And put ma troubles on t;

    t  on the floor.

    hen he sang some more--

    quot;I got the eary Blues

    And I cant be satisfied.

    Got the eary Blues

    And cant be satisfied--

    I aint happy no mo

    And I wis I ;

    And far into t  tune.

    tars  out and so did the moon.

    topped playing and  to bed

    hrough his head.

    like a rock or a man ts dead.