Birthday Blues for Bessie
Woke up this morning and I had the birthday blues,
Oh, woke up this morning and I had the birthday blues,
Just another birthday, don’t have to tell you whose.
Each year I get older, and get closer to the grave,
Every year I’m older, and I’m closer to my grave,
Never learned my lesson, and I still misbehave.
Used to pray on birthdays, but they told me it’s a myth,
Went to church on birthdays, but they told me it’s a myth,
But I’ve still got my Victrola and the voice of Bessie Smith.
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