Lyrics:

Ain't got the change of a nickel
Ain't got no bounce in my shoes
Ain't got no fancy to tickle
I ain't got nothin' but the blues

Ain't got no coffee that's perkin'
Ain't got no winnings to lose
Ain't got a dream that is workin'
I ain't got nothin' but the blues

When trumpets flare up, I keep my hair up
I just can't make it come down
Believe me, Peppie, I can't get happy
Since my ever lovin' baby left town

Ain't got no rest in my slumbers
Ain't got no feelings to bruise
Ain't got no telephone numbers
I ain't got nothin' but the blues

When trumpets flare up, I keep my hair up
I just can't make it come down
Believe me, Peppie, I can't get happy
Since my ever lovin' baby left town

Ain't got no rest in my slumbers
Ain't got no feelings to bruise
Ain't got no telephone numbers
I ain't got nothin' but the blues