Stormy Weather

When I first met Lucille

I had money and clothes, too

When I first met Lucille

I had money and clothes, too

Now she's gone and left me

Wearing her boot and her shoe

I got every kind of patch on my pants

But a greenback dollar bill

I got every kind of patch on my pants

Baby, but a greenback dollar bill

But I love Lucille

And I guess I always will

If you was to give me a cigarette

I couldn't produce a match

Can't buy a mouse a jacket

Can't produce a dime

I'm just as raggedy

As a jaybird in whistlin' time

But I guess I'll always love Lucille

I'm broke in the Ten Commandments

And beat out with the jinx

I can't sometimes get water to drink

Nobody knows the troubles that I see

There's people in the poorhouse

Doin' better than me