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BIG CITY BLUES Con Conrad (m) Archie Gottler (l) Sydney Mitchell (l) 1929 as rec by Annette Hanshaw April 5th 1929 New York also rec by - Bert Lown's Loungers '29 Harold "Scrappy" Lambert w Arnold Johnson's Orch '29 Just think, tonight is Thanksgiving, Everyone's going somewhere. Nobody knows that I'm willing; They pass me by, I wonder why! I'm all alone, Every night, how I moan, And how I fight those big city blues! I walk for miles, Place to place, no-one smiles To help me chase those big city blues! I'm like a little tot Who needs a lot Of tenderness and care; All I've got Is just a lot Of sorrow and despair! Won't someone talk to me, Don't refuse, hear my plea, And help me lose those big city blues! Each evening at six pm, Life's loud and look at them! I'm hoping that some nice person Will meet me, g Greet me. Before I know it it's twelve o'clock, I feel like jumpin' right off the dock, Because I haven't found a person To chill me, Fill me, No-one ever comes near me! I'm all alone, Every night, how I moan, And how I fight those big city blues! I walk for miles, Place to place, no-one smiles To help me chase those big city blues! Oh won't you please talk to me, Don't refuse, hear my plea, And help me lose those big old city blues! (Transcribed by Peter Akers - September 2012)

    


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