There once was a man, who loved to sing the blues He'd two pair of pants and just one pair of shoes But when he's moan that lowdown dirty blues People come a-runnin' from miles around Just to hear what he was puttin' down That is why they call him The moanin' news The moanin' news
Late at night, when he start to make his move He irons his pants, and shines those pair of shoes And then he moan that gutbucket downhome blues People would begin to jump and shout After they had heard what he was talkin' about That is why they call him The moanin' blues The moanin' blues
He starts to moan He said "A-hoo... A-hoo..." He start to moan He said "A-hoo... A-hoo..." People come a-runnin' from far away Just to hear what the man had to say That is why they call him The moanin' blues The moanin' blues
Later on, when he finally found success He come back home, and tried to get some rest And he could moan, that funky urban blues Now that you're in, you turn on your TV You never guessed who you might see The man they used to call The moanin' blues The moanin' blues The moanin' blues The moanin' blues
Compositor: Louis Joseph Walker (Walker Joe Louis) ECAD: Obra #16882337