I got the blue, blue blazes blues, they burns all night long
I got the blue, blue blazes blues, they burns all night long
I sits up wondering because my good gal's gone
Smoke go up the chimbley, black clouds hanging low
Smoke goes up the chimbley, black clouds hanging low
Where in the world did my good gal go?
Papa love Mama, Mama do love men
Papa love Mama, Mama do love men
Mama's in the graveyard, Papa's in the pen
You would have the blue, blue blazes blues, they burns all night long
You got the blue blazes blues, they burns all night long, if you had treated your good gal wrong
Well, you can't mistreat 'em and keep 'em, too, why she left me no one ever knew
SOLO
Papa love Mama, Mama do love men
Papa love Mama, Mama do love men
Well, Mama's in the graveyard, Papa's in the pen
Blue, blue, blue
She's blue, she don't know what to do
My baby, when she leaves here, she don't know what to do
I got the blue blazes blues, I don't know what to do
Notes:
Emery Glen was a country blues singer and guitarist, who recorded four titles for Columbia in Atlanta, Georgia, in 1927.