Stingaree Blues - Fats Waller, Alberta Hunter

I feel so sad today

My man is gone away

My heart is full of pain

He was so good to me

Sweet papa Stingaree

I want him back again!

I got those lovin' blues, dyin' blues

For my sweet papa Stingaree!

I woke up this morning

I woke up this morning

I heard somebody callin' me:

«Sweet mama, mama,»

I woke up this morning

I heard somebody callin' me;

It must have been my sweet papa Stingaree

I tried to treat him right

I kissed him every night

But it was all in vain

He gave the door to me

Sweet papa Stingaree

I love him just the same

I got those cryin' blues, dyin' blues

For my sweet papa Stingaree!

Blues in the bottle

Blues in the bottle

I’ve got stoppers in my hand

Sweet papa, papa

Blues in the bottle

I’ve got stoppers in my hand

Blues in the bottle

Blues for my loving man

Sometimes I wonder

Sometimes I wonder

Wasn’t he a teasin' brown

Hey, lordy, lordy!

Sometimes I wonder

Just give me a teasin' brown

A yellow man will keep you worried all the time

I mean all the time!