LONESOME BLUES
(Les Reis / Bob Casner,   1922)


I've been alone for awhile, 
I've seem'd to grow out of style, 
Now I start into realize, 
Believe me Boy I'm wise, 
No more stayin' at home, 
No more sittin' alone, 
I feel so awfly blue, 
And I'm lonesome too 
Cause

My imagination strays, 
Way back to those lonesome days 
I prayed the lord above For someone to love,
Folks never heard my plea 
And took out neglected me 
They always passed me by 
That is why I cry Oh

I've got the lonesome blues, 
I'm steppin' out and I refuse To sit by the fireside 
When I think of the chances that I lose 
I'll never stay at home 
While I can be listening to a saxophone, 
I'm going down and hear that band 
Just crooning melody grand 
You'll always find me there for 
All my friends I will lose 
If I've got the lonesome blues.