Ain't got no chains but a nickel
Ain't got no bounce in my shoes
Ain't got no friends to tickle
I ain't got nothing but the blues, blues, blues

Oh...
When trumpets flare up
I keep my hair up
I just can't let my hair come down
Believe me peppy,
I can't get happy
Since my ever loving baby left to town

AIn't got no chains but a nickle,
Ain't got no feeling to bruise
Ain't got no telephone number
I ain't got nothing ut the blues...

Ooooooo yeah, yeah,yeah...
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