Like a star struck fool, I sway beneath the moon,
I got those weary blues, coming home with me.

Aint got nobody in this world, to sing loves sweet melody,
O’ blues; sweet melancholy blues, you’re coming home with me.

As I lay my head on my pillow and I close my eyes;
I dream there’s another lying by my side,
And I pray to the stars above, that the world will send me love sometime!

And I cry!
Oh blues sweet melancholy blues you’re all alone with me!