Idle Hour Blues Songtext
von Victoria Spivey

I′m lonesome, lonesome everyday alone
Yes I'm lonesme, lonesome, every day since my mate′s been gone
(?) in the mail, he won't answer the telephone


All night long I lay and toss my head
All night long I lay groanin' in my head
I wonder if he′s alive and thinking that he might be dead

Idle hours are worryin′ me
Idle hours are worryin' me
If my mate don′t want me, I wish that he would let me be

Idle hours, idle hours
Yes I'm sinking, sinking, sinking down below my grave
Will they lay my body still, but otherwise I couldn′t be a day