Ya-Da-Do

Every evenin' 'bout half-past four
Sweet piano playin' near my door
And turn to raggin', you never heard such blues before

There's a pretty little thing they play
It's very short, but folks all say
"Oh it's so pretty," then they start to want to cry for more

I don't know the name
But it's a pretty little thing, goes

Ya da da do
Ya da da do
Fill you with harmonizing, minor refrain
It's the no-name blues, but I [words unclear].

Ya da da do
Ya da da do
Everybody loves it
Ya da do do do



Credits
Writer(s): Ma Rainey
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