Fletcher Henderson & His Orchestra
Midnight Blues
Daddy, Daddy, please come back to me! Daddy, Daddy, please come back to me! Your mama's lonesome as she can be. You left at midnight, Clock was striking twelve, Papa, you left me at midnight, When the clock was striking twelve, To face this cruel world all by myself. Woke up at midnight, sad and blueMissed my daddy from my side, Left alone to bemoan my fateThat's why I'm sighin', cryingI just can't refuse. I feel so troubled, heart-broken, tooWoe and misery I can't hide, At twelve o' clock, I unlock my hate, I get the meanest kind of Lonesome midnight blues. I feel so troubled, heart-broken, tooWoe and misery I can't hide, At twelve o' clock, I unlock my hate, I get the meanest kind of Lonesome midnight blues. Those lonesome midnight blues
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