文本歌词

Weary Hearted Blues (Remaster) - Blind Willie McTell
Written by：William Samuel McTear
Looka here pretty mama
I'll tell you what I'll do
I'll make these lots of dollars
And bring 'em all home to you
Now I'm weary weary hearted and blue
And that's why
I'm cryin' these weary hearted blues
I'll give you my money
Baby I'll admire
I'll do as all for you mama you require
Still I'm weary weary hearted and blue
And that's why that
I'm cryin' these weary hearted blues
I'll even hold your head
When you are feelin' bad
I'll sing and dance for you mama
When you're sad
Now I'm weary weary hearted and blue
And that's why
I'm cryin' these weary hearted blues
I wanna tell all you mens nice and kind
You lose your best woman
Don't you fool with mine
Cause I'm weary weary hearted and blue
And that's why
I'm cryin' these weary hearted blues
Now a white man go to the river
Take him a seat and sit down
The blues overtake him
He jump overboard and drown
Yes he's weary weary hearted and blue
And that's why
We're cryin' these weary hearted blues
Now a colored man go to the river
Take him a seat and sit down
He takes the blues
He come home back to town
And yet he weary weary hearted and blue
And that's why I'm cryin' these weary hearted blues
I wants all you men to let my good gal alone
I give her a dollar in the street
And I'll give her two at home
Cause I'm weary weary hearted and blue
And that's why I'm cryin' these weary hearted blues