Bessie Smith Follow

When you sad and lonely
Thinking about you only
Feeling disgusted and blue

Ah, your heart is aching
Yes, it's almost breaking
No one to tell your troubles to
That's the time you hang your head
And begin to cry

All your friends forsake you
Troubles overtake you
And your good man turns you down
Evil talk about you
Everybody doubt you

And your friends can't be found
Not a soul to ease your pain
You will plead in vain
You've got those bleeding hearted blues

Yeah, baby, tell me what's on your mind
Pretty papa, tell me what's on your mind
You keep my poor heart achin'
I'm worried all the time

I give up every friend that I had
Yes, I give up every friend that I had
I give up my mother