Down Hearted Blues
Gee, but it's hard to love someone
When that someone don't love you
I'm so disgusted, heartbroken too
I've got the down hearted blues
Once I was crazy about a man
He mistreated me all the time
The next man I get, he's got to promise me
To be mine, all mine
Trouble, trouble
I've had it all my days
Trouble, trouble
I've had it all my days
It seems that trouble
Going to follow me to my grave
I've got the world in a jug
The stopper in my hand
Got the world in a jug
I've got stopper in my hand
Gonna throw little baby
'Till you come under my command
Say I ain't never loved but three men
Three man in my life
No, I ain't never loved but three men
You can bet three man in my life
'Twas my father, brother
And the man that wrecked my life
'Cause he mistreated me
And he drove me from his floor
Yes, yes, he mistreated me
And he drove me from his floor and his door
But the Good Book says
You gonna reap just what you sow
Oh, it may be a week
And it may be a month or two
Yes, it may be a week
And it may be a month or two
Remember but the day you creep me, honey
It's comin' home to you
Oh, oh, I walked the floor
And I hang my head and cried
Yes, I walked the floor
Daddy, oh, I walked the floor
And I hang my head and cried
Had the down hearted blues
And couldn't be satisfied
When that someone don't love you
I'm so disgusted, heartbroken too
I've got the down hearted blues
Once I was crazy about a man
He mistreated me all the time
The next man I get, he's got to promise me
To be mine, all mine
Trouble, trouble
I've had it all my days
Trouble, trouble
I've had it all my days
It seems that trouble
Going to follow me to my grave
I've got the world in a jug
The stopper in my hand
Got the world in a jug
I've got stopper in my hand
Gonna throw little baby
'Till you come under my command
Say I ain't never loved but three men
Three man in my life
No, I ain't never loved but three men
You can bet three man in my life
'Twas my father, brother
And the man that wrecked my life
'Cause he mistreated me
And he drove me from his floor
Yes, yes, he mistreated me
And he drove me from his floor and his door
But the Good Book says
You gonna reap just what you sow
Oh, it may be a week
And it may be a month or two
Yes, it may be a week
And it may be a month or two
Remember but the day you creep me, honey
It's comin' home to you
Oh, oh, I walked the floor
And I hang my head and cried
Yes, I walked the floor
Daddy, oh, I walked the floor
And I hang my head and cried
Had the down hearted blues
And couldn't be satisfied
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Writer(s): Alberta Hunter, Lovie Austin
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