Текст песни Yodling Blues - Bessie Smith

The blues, the blues, the yodling
Blues
They seem to haunt me all the time
Because that I ain't got no one
That will console my mind
It seems to me no happiness will I ever find
No happiness will I find

Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord
Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord

My man went out without a cause
I wonder who put them
Jinx on me, I said, them jinx on me
I wonder who put them jinx on me, lowdown jinx on me
My man's gone back to his used-to-be

I'm gonna yodel, yodel my blues away, I said my blues away
I'm gonna yodel, yodel my blues away, ee-ooo I'm gonna yodel
'Till things come back my way

I've got the blues, go spread the news
I've got those doggone yodling blues