I Hate To See The Evening Sun

I Knew The Whistle Of Each Of The River Boats On The Tennessee.

Sometimes I Feel Like Nothin,' Somethin' Throwed Away, Somethin' Throwed Away. And Then I Get My Guitar, Play The Blues All Day.

You'll Never Miss The Water 'til The Well Runs Dry.

You Can Never Tell What's In A Woman's Mind, And If She's From Harlem, There's No Use O' Tryin

My Big Ears Indicated A Talent For Music. This Thrilled Me.