The ‘Papa, Can You Hear Me’ Blues

A.
Nobody does tell
The jazzed up blues of ol’ Abram

A.
Nobody does tell
The jazzed up blues of ol’ Abram

B.
His best gal¬†gone and left ‘im
And a long cold night has come

A.
I say nobody does tell
The cool cool blues of ol’ Izak

A.
I say nobody does tell
The cool cool blues of ol’ Izak

B.
His bad ol’ daddy¬†gone to cut ‘im
Bad ol’ daddy facedown in ‘is sack

A’.
Well — nobody can tell
The Punk blue/angel/blues (all cracked up)

A’.
Well — nobody can tell
The Punk blue/angel/blues (all cracked up)

B’.
Got ta’ rest here little while
Sweet youn’ angel stole away (ma’ whiskey cup)