Words and music by hank williams, sr. When my [d] baby moved out and the blues moved in There wasn't nothin' i could do But mosey around with my head in my hands Lord [a7] what am i comin' [d] to I just keep [a7] moanin' [p] [nc] moa-oanin' the blues. [d] ... [d7] I [*g7] wrote a nice, long [d] letter Sayin' [*g7] mama please come [d] home Your [e7] dad-ad-dy is lon-one-some And [a7] all i [am] do is [a7] moan ... I been [d] lovin' that gal for so doggone long I can't afford to lose her now I thought i was right but i must of been wrong 'cause my [a7] head is startin' to bow [d] And now i'm [a7] moanin' [p] [nc] moa-oanin' the blues. [d] If you want a good gal to stay around You gotta treat her nice and kind If you do her wrong she'll leave this tonw And you'll almost lose your mlind Then you'll moanin'; moa-oanin' the blues. Aw! baby, baby, baby Honey baby, please come home Your dad-ad-dy is lon-one-some and all i do is moan I promise you baby that i'll be good And i'll never be bad no more I'm sittin' here waitin' for you right now To walk through that front door Then i'll stop moanin'; moa-oanin' the blues.
Words and music by hank williams, sr. When my [d] baby moved out and the blues moved in There wasn't nothin' i could do But mosey around with my head in my hands Lord [a7] what am i comin' [d] to I just keep [a7] moanin' [p] [nc] moa-oanin' the blues. [d] ... [d7] I [*g7] wrote a nice, long [d] letter Sayin' [*g7] mama please come [d] home Your [e7] dad-ad-dy is lon-one-some And [a7] all i [am] do is [a7] moan ... I been [d] lovin' that gal for so doggone long I can't afford to lose her now I thought i was right but i must of been wrong 'cause my [a7] head is startin' to bow [d] And now i'm [a7] moanin' [p] [nc] moa-oanin' the blues. [d] If you want a good gal to stay around You gotta treat her nice and kind If you do her wrong she'll leave this tonw And you'll almost lose your mlind Then you'll moanin'; moa-oanin' the blues. Aw! baby, baby, baby Honey baby, please come home Your dad-ad-dy is lon-one-some and all i do is moan I promise you baby that i'll be good And i'll never be bad no more I'm sittin' here waitin' for you right now To walk through that front door Then i'll stop moanin'; moa-oanin' the blues.
