I had a man, who's good and kind in his way

Yeah I had a man, sweet and kind in his way

Lord, he died and he left me

and I sing the blues on every decoration day



Lord I was standing, standing 'round my baby's bed

Well, my Lord, my lord he take my baby away

Why, why, why, why

when your soul don't come back

Lord, I hung my head and cried



Said, now baby please please don't worry

Said, now baby please please don't worry

'cause everybody's gotta go

Why, why, why, why

The best man, God knows, I ever had



All day, that Sunday

I just hung my head and cried

So sad, that Sunday

When my Lord he take my baby

Why, why, why, why

I need my baby on some old lonesome day

and I sing the blues on every decoration day

on every decoration day