Bertha Chippie Hill Lonesome Weary Blues
When I'm alone : I long to see my used‑to‑be
Because he's the only one : to ??? for me
I was down with a rock : rock by the deep blue sea
So I could roll : these lonesome lowdown blues from me
I'm lonesome mama : and I know it's true
Way my heart aches : you'd be lonesome mama too
If I ever lose these blues : never be worried again
