Bessie Smith
Yodling Blues
The blues, the blues, the yodling blues
They seem to haunt me all the time
Because that I ain't got no one
That will console my mind
It seems to me no happiness will I ever find
No happiness will I find
Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord
Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord
My man went out without a cause
I wonder who put them jinx on me
I said, them jinx on me
I wonder who put them jinx on me
Lowdown jinx on me
My man's gone back to his used-to-be
I'm gonna yodel, yodel my blues away
I said, my blues away
I'm gonna yodel, yodel my blues away
Ee-ooo
I'm gonna yodel till things come back my way
I've got the blues, go spread the news
I've got those doggone yodling blues