These are the bluesNothing but bluesOh, they say some people long

It's the wrong time, and the wrong placeThough your face is

Long night, it's a long night, my friendThe barrooms and the

Where I live in the desert, it's so peaceful and warmAnd

Drinkin' again and thinkin' of when, when you loved meI'm havin'

The life and land around you is good, so good, so

or nothing at allHalf a love never appealed to

Look at meI'm as helpless as a kitten up a treeAnd

The snow is snowing and the wind is blowingBut I will

I used to sit by my fireplaceAnd dream about youBut now

Whenever skies look gray to meAnd trouble begins to brewWhenever the

need your love so badlyI love you oh so

Away in a manger, no crib for his bedThe little Lord

Hey, Pearl, what's bugging you, girl?(Too much knowledge, Frank, too much

I thought I knew the magic of youAnd then you kissed

My heart is sad and lonelyFor you I sigh, for you

If only she'd looked my wayJust stopped to say a word

I heard she sang a good song, I heard she had

I'm so in love with you, please love meWhatever else you

Frankie: Janie Jane Powell, spare us a few minutes before the