French Blues Lyrics

Took Alberta down to the wordly fair. And I took Alberta down to the wordly fair. And *she's so* good lookin' I swear she couldn't stay there. Tell me, tell me what you tryin' to do. Why'n't you tell me, tell me what you tryin' to do. Why you must be tryin', tryin' to break my heart in two. Tell Barrel House Shorty go get the piano down. Tell Barrel House Shorty go *get* the piano down. I ain't got no blues and I don't want to hear them pound. If I get drunk, who's gonna carry me home? If I get drunk in the mornin', who's ... [break in recording] ... down on me. *Seems* like everybody in the world is down on me. Tell me, tell me what's the matter now? Why'n't you tell me, tell me what's the matter now? Why'n't you tell me, tell me what's the matter now? If the blues were whiskey, I stay drunk all the time. If the blues were whiskey, I'd stay drunk all the time. If the blues were whiskey, I would stay drunk all the time.