I had a man, who's good
And kind in his way
Yeah, I had a man
Sweet and kind in his way
Lord, he died and he left me
And I sing the blues
On every Decoration Day
Lord I was standing
Standing 'round my baby's bed
Well, my Lord, my Lord
He take my baby away
Why, why, why, why?
When your soul don't come back
Lord, I hung my head and cried
Said, now baby please
Please don't worry
Said, now baby please
Please don't worry
'Cause everybody's gotta go
Why, why, why, why?
The best man, God knows, I ever had
All day, that Sunday
I just hung my head and cried
So sad, that Sunday
When my Lord, He take my baby
Why, why, why, why?
I need my baby
On some old lonesome day
And I sing the blues
On every Decoration Day
On every Decoration Day
