graph and put on a record. Soon the moaning wonder of the Blues singer's voice sounded in the little room:
Nobody knows duh way Ah feel dis mornin',
Nobody knows duh way Ah feel dis mornin',
Ah feel like Ah could scream an' cry.
But Ah'm too downh'ahted an' Ah'd rather die!
Nobody knows duh way Ah feel dis mornin'.
Nobody knows duh way Ah feel dis mornin',
Ah feel like Ah could scream an' cry.
But Ah'm too downh'ahted an' Ah'd rather die!
Nobody knows duh way Ah feel dis mornin'.
The tears were streaming down Mary's cheeks. The others were sitting in solemn, dejected silence.
Oh hell, Ollie, Dick complained, I don't see that you've improved matters much. 'Try the Funny Blues!
