These heartaches are out to get me, the blues have turned me around

She’s left me oh so lonely, tellin me we’re through

I’m flat broke and lonesome and I’m workin on the blues

There’s no hope for tomorrow, no plans for today

Yes I’ll stay broken hearted since you up and went away

I don’t feel so lucky no money to pull me through

I’m flat broke and lonesome and I’m workin on the blues

I ain’t worked in a month of Sundays, I’m down to my last dime

There’s a cloud of misery hangin over me, and it’s rainin all the time

Each day feels like Monday and I don’t know what to do

I’m flat broke and lonesome and I’m workin on the blues

Well I ain’t worked in a month of Sundays, I’m down to my last dime

There’s a cloud of misery hangin over me, and it’s rainin all the time

Each day feels like Monday and I don’t know what I’ll do

I’m flat broke and lonesome and I’m workin on the blues