Down Hearted Blues Songtext
von Alberta Hunter

My man mistreated me and he drove me from his door
Lord, he mistreated me and he drove me from his door
But the good book says you got to reap just what you sow

I′ve got the world in a jug, got the stopper right here in my hand
I've got the world in a jug and the stopper right here in my hand
And if you want me, sweet papa, you′ve got to come under my command


Say I ain't never loved but three men in my life
Lord, I ain't never loved but three men in my life
But my father and my brother and the man that wrecked my life

Lord, it may be a week and it may be a month or two
I said it may be a week and it may be a month or two
All the dirt you′re doin′ to me is sure comin' home to you

Lord, I walked the floor, wrung my hands and cried
Lord, I walked the floor, wrung my hands and cried
Had the downhearted blues and I couldn′t be satisfied