135th Street Blues (Blue Monday) Songtext
von George Gershwin

Ladies and gentlemen, come with me to Mike′s Colored Saloon
And there you will see a tragedy enacted in operatic style
And like the white man's opera, the theme will be
Love! Hate! Passion! Jealousy!

I must admit, although I don′t like Sunday
I have a fit when I go through Blue Monday
Monday's the one day that my dice lose
They just refuse
That's when my cares are always bigger

His cares are always bigger

I′ve got those Blue Monday blues


Has one of you seen Joe, my Joe?
For I have a date with him here
It couldn′t be that I have missed him
I am a little early for him
Maybe, has one of you seen Joe?
My lovin' man, my Joe?

That′s when a gal will pull a trigger

A gal will pull a trigger

I've got those Blue Monday blues

I love but you, my Joe, my Joe
I don′t want a thing, dear, but you
But after all, I'm only human
And I′m a mighty jealous woman, honey
Still, just as long as you're true
I'll live for no one but you

I′m gonna see my mother, mother mine
Lord, how I miss my mother, mother mine
Maybe I′m a very worthless fellow
But my weary heart will cease to pine
When in her arms I'll whisper

I am home again, mother mine