Текст песни 135th Street Blues - John B. Hughes feat. The Warner Brothers Studio Orchestra

Ladies and gentlemen
Come with me
To Mike's colored saloon
And there you will see
A tragedy
Enacted in operatic style
And like the white man's opera
The theme will be
Love
Hate
Passion
Jealousy

I must admit
Although I don't like Sunday
I have a fit
When I go through Blue Monday
Monday's the one day
That my dice lose
They just refuse
That's when my cares
Are always bigger

His cares are always bigger
I've got those Blue Monday blues

Has one of you seen Joe, my Joe?
For I have a date with him here
It couldn't be that I have missed him
I am a little early for him
Maybe
Has one of you seen Joe?
My lovin' man
My Joe

That's when a gal will pull a trigger

A gal will pull a trigger

I've got those Blue Monday blues

I love but you, my Joe, my Joe
I don't want a thing, dear, but you
But after all, I'm only human
And I'm a mighty jealous woman
Honey
Still, just as long as you're true
I'll live for no one but you

I'm gonna see my mother
Mother mine
Lord, how I miss my mother
Mother mine
Maybe I'm a very worthless fellow
But my weary heart will cease to pine
When in her arms I'll whisper

I am home again, mother mine