Текст песни Hateful Blues - Bessie Smith

Woke up this morning
Hateful and blue
'Cause my daddy treated me wrong
He's got his satchel packed
His clothes upon his back, and gone
Have days gone

Yes, I'm low-down
Nothing never worries me long
I said, long
I cried last night
And I cried all nights before, like a fool
And I said that I
Ain't gonna cry no more, no more
If he can stand to leave me
I can stand to see him go
I said, go

Yes, I'm hateful
Oh, he treats me so unkind
If I find that man
While murder's on my mind
If I see him, I'm gon' beat him
Gonna kick him and bite him too
Gonna take my weddin' picture
Gonna cut him through and through
A ambulance is waiting
Undertaker too

'Cause to the doctors off him
All kinda money for you
Ain't gonna spare him, gon' keep him for myself
Gonna follow him myself
I'll keep this piggy there
Ooh, my love has been abused
Yeah, I got the, hateful blues