Empty Bed Blues

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I woke up this mornin'with an awful achin' head,I woke up this mornin'with an awful achin' head,My new man left me,Just a room and an empty bed.

Bought me a coffee grinder,The best one I could find.Bought me a coffee grinder,The best one I could find.Oh, he could grind my coffee,'Cause he had a brand-new grind.

He's a deep, deep diver,With a stroke that can't go wrong.He's a deep, deep diver,With a stroke that can't go wrong.Oh, he can touch the bottom,And his wind holds out so long.

He knows how to thrill me,And he thrills me night and day.He knows how to thrill me,And he thrills me night and day.He's got a new way of loving,Almost takes my breath away.

Lord, he's got that sweet somethin',And I told my gal-friend Lu.He's got that sweet somethin',And I told my gal-friend Lu.From the way she's raving,She must have gone and tried it too.

When my bed is empty,Makes me feel awful mean and blue.When my bed is empty,Makes me feel awful mean and blue.My springs are getting rusty,Living single like I do.

Bought him a blanket,Pillow for his head at night.Bought him a blanket,Pillow for his head at night.Then I bought him a mattress,So he could lay just right.

He came home one ev'nin',With his spirit way up high.He came home one ev'nin',With his spirit way up high.What he had to give meMade me wring my hands and cry.

He give me a lessonThat I never had before.He give me a lessonThat I never had before.When he got through teachin',From my elbows down was sore.

He boiled my first cabbage,And he made it awful hot.He boiled my first cabbage,And he made it awful hot.When he put in the bacon,It overflowed the pot.

When you get good lovin',Never go and spread the news.When you get good lovin',Never go and spread the news.Else he'll double-cross youAnd leave you with them empty bed blues.

© Smith Bessie