Way down in my heart deep, weary blues begin to weep Every evening when that sun goes down All the friends I used to know, none of them stop and say hello Out my window they leave me weeping That's why I'm so melancholy, Lord Just as blue and lonesome as I can be Tell me why, oh why, should I feel jolly, Lord When nobody cares about me Buy the flowers, need the sun, crave the dew when the day is done I need someone to tell my troubles to But it just seems, it seems, no one wants me So I've got those melancholy blues . . . Buy the flowers, need the sun, crave the dew when the day is done I need someone to tell my troubles to But it just seems, it seems, no one wants me So I've got those melancholy blues
