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The Weary Blues

        Droning a droed tune,

        Rog bad forto a mellow ,

        I heard a Negro play.

        Do

        By t

        he did a lazy sway ....

        he did a lazy sway ....

        to tuhose eary Blues.

        ith his ebony hands on each ivory key

        poor piano moan h melody.

        O Blues!

        So and fro on y stool

        sad raggy tune like a musical fool.

        S Blues!

        ing from a black mans soul.

        O Blues!

        In a deep song voie

        I    Negro sing, t old piano moan--

        "Aint got nobody in all this world,

        Aint got nobody but ma self.

        Is go quit ma frownin

        And put ma troubles on t;

        t    on the floor.

        hen he sang some more--

        "I got the eary Blues

        And I t be satisfied.

        Got the eary Blues

        And t be satisfied--

        I aint happy no mo

        And I wis I ;

        And far into t    tune.

        tars    out and so did the moon.

        topped playing and    to bed

        hrough his head.

        like a rock or a man ts dead.
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