Droning a droed tune,
Rocking back and forto a mellow croon,
I heard a Negro play.
Do
By t
he did a lazy sway ....
he did a lazy sway ....
to tune o those eary Blues.
ith his ebony hands on each ivory key
poor piano moan h melody.
O Blues!
So and fro on y stool
sad raggy tune like a musical fool.
S Blues!
Coming from a black mans soul.
O Blues!
In a deep song voice one
I Negro sing, t old piano moan--
quot;Aint got nobody in all this world,
Aint got nobody but ma self.
Is go quit ma frownin
And put ma troubles on t;
t on the floor.
hen he sang some more--
quot;I got the eary Blues
And I cant be satisfied.
Got the eary Blues
And cant be satisfied--
I aint happy no mo
And I wis I ;
And far into t tune.
tars out and so did the moon.
topped playing and to bed
hrough his head.
like a rock or a man ts dead.