Between midnight and dawn, baby, we may ever have to part,

But there’s one thing about it, baby, please remember

I’ve always been your heart[307].

Well it’s blues in my house, from the roof to the ground,

And it’s blues everywhere since my good man left town.

Blues in my mailbox ‘cause I can’t get no mail,

Says blues in my bread-box ‘cause my bread got stale.

Blues in my meal-barrel and there’s blues upon my shelf

And there’s blues in my bed, ‘cause I’m sleepin’by myself[308].