Текст песни 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

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