I Ain’t Got Nothing but the Blues Songtext
von Ella Fitzgerald & Joe Pass
I Ain’t Got Nothing but the Blues Songtext
Ain′t got the change of a nickel
Ain't got no bounce in my shoes
Ain′t got no fancy to tickle
I ain't got nothing but the blues
Ain't got no coffee that′s perking
Ain′t got no winnings to lose
Ain't got a dream that′s working
I ain't got nothing but the blues
When trumpets flare up
I keep my hair up
I just can′t make it come down
Believe me peppie
I can't get happy
Since my ever loving baby left town
Ain′t got no rest in my slumbers
Ain't got no feelings to bruise
Ain't got no telephone numbers
I ain′t got nothing but the blues
Ain′t got the change of a nickel
Ain't got no bounce in my shoes
Ain′t got no fancy to tickle
I ain't got nothing, I ain′t got nothing but the blues
Ain't got no coffee that′s perking
Ain't got no winnings to lose
I Ain't got a dream that′s working
I ain′t got nothing but the blues
When trumpets flare up
I keep my hair up
Hey, I just can't make it, can′t make it come down
Believe me peppie
I can't get happy
Since my ever loving baby left town
Ain′t got no rest in my slumbers
Ain't got no feelings to bruise
Ain′t got no telephone numbers
I ain't got nothing but the blues
I ain't got nothing but the blues
But the blues
Ain't got no bounce in my shoes
Ain′t got no fancy to tickle
I ain't got nothing but the blues
Ain't got no coffee that′s perking
Ain′t got no winnings to lose
Ain't got a dream that′s working
I ain't got nothing but the blues
When trumpets flare up
I keep my hair up
I just can′t make it come down
Believe me peppie
I can't get happy
Since my ever loving baby left town
Ain′t got no rest in my slumbers
Ain't got no feelings to bruise
Ain't got no telephone numbers
I ain′t got nothing but the blues
Ain′t got the change of a nickel
Ain't got no bounce in my shoes
Ain′t got no fancy to tickle
I ain't got nothing, I ain′t got nothing but the blues
Ain't got no coffee that′s perking
Ain't got no winnings to lose
I Ain't got a dream that′s working
I ain′t got nothing but the blues
When trumpets flare up
I keep my hair up
Hey, I just can't make it, can′t make it come down
Believe me peppie
I can't get happy
Since my ever loving baby left town
Ain′t got no rest in my slumbers
Ain't got no feelings to bruise
Ain′t got no telephone numbers
I ain't got nothing but the blues
I ain't got nothing but the blues
But the blues
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