Too Blue

I got those sad old weary blues.

I don't know where to go.

I don't know where to turn.

Nobody cares about you

When you sink so low.What shall I do?

What shall I say?

Shall I take a gun and

Put myself away?I wonder if

One bullet would do?

Hard as my head is,

It would probably take two.But I ain't got

Neither bullet nor gun--

And I'm too blue

To look for one.I wonder if

One bullet would do?

Hard as my head is,

It would probably take two.But I ain't got

Neither bullet nor gun--

And I'm too blue

To look for one.