Lyrics

Early one morning, the blues came falling down
Early one morning, the blues came falling down
All locked up in jail and prison bound
All last night I sat in my cell alone
All last night, wooo, I sat in my cell alone
Thinking of my baby and my happy home
Baby, you will never see my smiling face again
Baby, you will never see my smiling face again
But always remember, your daddy has been your friend
Sometimes I wonder, why don't you write to me?
Sometimes I wonder, why don′t you write to me?
If I have been a bad fellow, I did not intend to be
When I had my trial, baby, you could not be found
When I had my trial, baby, woooo, you could not be found
So it's too late now, mistreating mama, I'm prison bound
Written by: Leroy Carr, Scrapper Blackwell
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