Lyrics Empty Bed Blues, Pt. 2 - Bessie Smith

When my bed get empty, make me feel awful mean and blue
When my bed get empty, make me feel awful mean and blue
My springs are getting rusty, sleeping single like I do
Bought him a blanket, pillow for his head at night
Bought him a blanket, pillow for his head at night
Then I bought him a mattress, so he could lay just right

He came home one evening, with his beret way up high
He came home one evening, with his beret way up high
What he had to give me, made me wring my hands and cry
He give me a lesson, that I never had before
He give me a lesson, that I never had before
When he got to teachin' me, from my elbow down was sore

He poured my first cabbage, and he made it awful hot
He poured my first cabbage and he made it awful hot
When he put in the bacon, it overflowed the pot
When you get good lovin', never go and spread the news
It'll build up across you, and leave you with them empty bed blues