I Ain’t Got Nothin’ but the Blues Songtext
von Ella Fitzgerald
I Ain’t Got Nothin’ 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 is 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 go 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 is working
I ain't got nothing but the blues
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, nothing, nothing but the blues
Ain't got no east, no west, no good, no best
Ain′t got no man to choose
I ain't got nothing
Ain't got nothing 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 is 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 go 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 is working
I ain't got nothing but the blues
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, nothing, nothing but the blues
Ain't got no east, no west, no good, no best
Ain′t got no man to choose
I ain't got nothing
Ain't got nothing but the blues
Writer(s): Don George, Duke Ellington Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com