Dinah
When your money's gone, friends have turned you down
And you wander 'round just like a hound
(A lonesome houn')
Then you stop to say, "Let me go away from this old town
(This awful town)
There's a place I know folks won't pass me by
Dallas, Texas, that's the town"
I cry
(Oh hear me cry)
And I'm going back
Going back to stay there 'til I die
(Until I die)
I've got the Dallas blues and the Main Street heart disease
(It's buzzin' 'round)
I've got the Dallas blues and the Main Street heart disease
(It's buzzin' 'round) buzzin' 'round my head
Like a swarm of little honey bees (of honey bees)
When I got up north, clothes I had to spare
Sol 'em all to pay my railroad fare
(My railroad fare)
Just to come back there, ridin' in a Pullman parlor chair
(A parlor chair)
Sent a telegram, this is what I said,
"Baby, bring a cold towel for my head
(My achin' head)
Got the Dallas blues and your lovin' man is almost dead"
(Is almost dead)
I'm goin' put myself on a Santa Fe and go
(I'm goin' to go)
I'm goin' to put myself on a Santa Fe and go
(I'm goin' to go)
To that Texas town where you never see the ice and snow
(The ice and the snow)
And you wander 'round just like a hound
(A lonesome houn')
Then you stop to say, "Let me go away from this old town
(This awful town)
There's a place I know folks won't pass me by
Dallas, Texas, that's the town"
I cry
(Oh hear me cry)
And I'm going back
Going back to stay there 'til I die
(Until I die)
I've got the Dallas blues and the Main Street heart disease
(It's buzzin' 'round)
I've got the Dallas blues and the Main Street heart disease
(It's buzzin' 'round) buzzin' 'round my head
Like a swarm of little honey bees (of honey bees)
When I got up north, clothes I had to spare
Sol 'em all to pay my railroad fare
(My railroad fare)
Just to come back there, ridin' in a Pullman parlor chair
(A parlor chair)
Sent a telegram, this is what I said,
"Baby, bring a cold towel for my head
(My achin' head)
Got the Dallas blues and your lovin' man is almost dead"
(Is almost dead)
I'm goin' put myself on a Santa Fe and go
(I'm goin' to go)
I'm goin' to put myself on a Santa Fe and go
(I'm goin' to go)
To that Texas town where you never see the ice and snow
(The ice and the snow)
Credits
Writer(s): Harry Akst, Francois Joseph Charles Salabert, Joseph Young, Samuel M. Lewis, Albert Lucien Willemetz, Gustave Leseyeux Jean Emile, Jean Saint Granier
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