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Wall Street Blues, song lyrics

Song: Wall Street Blues
Lyrics: Margaret Gregory and W. C. Handy(1)(2)(3)(4)

Music: William Christopher Handy(1)(2)(3)(4)
Year: 1929(1)
Genre: Country: USA


I can sing the blues from the bottom of my heart,
I can sing the blues from the bottom of my heart,
All my profits gone 'fore I even got a start.

Never had the blues like the blues I'm blue with now,
Never had the blues like the blues I'm blue with now,
Oh! what I recall of the street called Wall and how!
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Wailing Wall, Oh, Jerusalem! There's one in New York, too,
Where I got a-whaling Now I'm ailin',
Wailin' cause I'm blue.

("Patter")
Margin callin' brokers, miles of ticker tape,
Got a many poor old sap-head wearin' crepe,
Wailin' Wall Street, I just can't enthuse,
Boo-hoo-hoo-in', I've got the Wall Street Blues.

More margin that's the broker's call,
More margin, I can't meet his call,
No more margin, Now he's got it all.
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Oh Wall Street you've got me depressed,
Downhearted, you can guess the rest,
River's East end, Graveyard's at the west.

I can't meet this call,
No more margin, now he's got it all.
Oh Wall Street you've got me depressed,
Down-hearted, you can guess the rest,
River's East end, graveyard's at the west.


("The Author acknowledges here extra stanzas contributed by Spencer Wiliams, E. Abbe Niles and Arther Neale.")(3)(4)

("Extra Verses to Patter")
I used to be a bull, wolves got me there,
Now I'm just a little sheep without no hair,
Wailin' Wall Street, My bugaboos,
Bears done got me bleatin' Wall Street Blues.

Limousines I wanted, Fords I viewed with scorn,
Temper Lawd the breezes to a lamb that's shorn,
Wailin' Wall Street I'm on P's and Q's,
'Cause you've got me singin' Wall Street Blues.

I bought Hudson River, thought I was all set,
Went in high and dry and came out all wet,
Wailin Wall Street I soaked my shoes,
Deep divin' got me the Wall Street Blues.
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You buy this hot tip Central Park and then,
In a fifty-nine out at hundred ten,
Wailin' Wall Street I just cant refuse,
Stock exchanged me, I've got the Wall Street Blues.

Weepin' and Wailin' I'm on my last leg,
Done killed the goose that laid the golden egg,
Wailin' Wall Street if you win you lose,
I've been gold-bricked, I've got the Wall Street Blues.

Bought Gobel's hot dogs low at thirty-two,
Turned to be balony like all sausage do,
Wailin' Wall Street wieners I would choose,
Now I'm skinned I've got the Wall Street Blues.
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"Catch Lines"
Bought a lot of Simmons Bed and put it in a trunk,
When I took another look it turned out to be the bunk.
Wailin' Wall Street etc.

Advance Rumely retreated, though I can't see how,
And General Motors is a private now.
Wailin Wall Street etc.

There's static in the Radio, Atlas Powder has exploded,
I'd have kept away from Remington Arms,
If I'd thought that it was loaded.
Wailin' Wall Street etc.

Got a wad of Beechnut - it's sticking to my shoes,
Went to see my uncle, got the Hocking Valley Blues.
Wailin' Wall Street etc.

'Twas a sorry day for me when Eastern States went West,
The bears pressed the button, Eastman Kodak did the rest.
Wailin' Wall Street etc.


Notes:

1 - Published by W. C. Handy, Music Publishing, 1650 Broadway, New York, N.Y.

2 - American History in Song: Lyrics from 1900 to 1945, by Diane Holloway, p.271

3 - Ramblin' on My Mind: New Perspectives on the Blues, by David Evans, p. 116.

4 - Blues: an anthology: complete words and music of 53 great songs, W. C. Handy and Abbe Niles, Macmillan, New York, 1972, p.111-115