My gal is gone - Tampa Red, Red Tampa

My Gal Is Gone Trk 1 Dsc 2 3:10 Song 24

Tampa Red (Hudon Whittaker)

Aurora, Illinois, Tues.

May 4, 1937 Leland Hotel Top Floor

Tampa Red- vocal & piano, Willie Bee James — guitar

2 Disc set RCA 07 863 66 722−2 1997 BMG

No one to love me

No one to care

It’s mighty hard, for me to bear

This seem to be my last affair

My gal is gone

Just as sho' as the sun shine

Up in the skies above

Why you cannot be happy

When you ain’t wit' the one you love

Now, I’m as lonesome as can be

Nothing else to live for, as I can see

My happiness is misery

My gal is gone

Baby, baby, baby

Please come back to me

If I been a bad fella

I did not intend to be

Umm-mmm, mmm-mmm

Umm-mmm, mmm-mmm

Lord, my gal is gone

My heart is heavy an achin' so

I walk an I worry from do' to do'

But I don’t feel welcome, no place I go

Lord, my gal is gone

I set a-waitin'

But I never do get no mail

I’m drifting and worrying

Just like a ship without a sail.