Bessie Smith - Cemetery Blues

(S. Loney & Spencer Williams)

Folks, I know a gal named Cemetery Lize, down in Tennessee
She has got a pair of mean old graveyard eyes, full of misery
Every night and day, you can hear her sing a blues away

I'm going down to the cemetery 'cause the world is all wrong
I'm going down to the cemetery 'cause the world is all wrong
Down there with the spooks, to hear 'em sing my sorrow song

Got a date to see a ghost by the name of Jones Got a date to see a ghost by the name of Jones
Makes me feel happy to hear him rattle his bones

He's one man I always know just where to find
He's one man I always know just where to find
When you want true lovin' go and get the cemetery kind

He ain't no fine dresser, he don't wear nothing but a sack
Yeah, he ain't no fine dresser, he don't wear nothing but a sack
Everytime he kisses me that funny feeling creeps up my back