Big City Blues 1929 Vs2

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 25Feb2025
2025

Just think, tonight is Thanksgiving
ev'ryone's going somewhere.
Nobody knows that I'm living
they pass me by
I wonder why.

I'm all alone ev'ry night
how I moan and
how I fight those Big City Blues.
I walk for miles
place to place
no one smiles to help me
chase those big city blues.
I'm like a little tot
who needs a lot
of tenderness and care.
All I've got
is just a lot of sorrow and despair.
Won't someone please
talk to me,
don't refuse
hear my plea and help me
lose those Big City Blues.

Each evening at six p.m.
lights light
and I look at them
I'm hoping that some nice person
will meet me, greet me,
before I know it
it's twelve o'clock,
I feel like jumping right off a dock,
because I haven't found
a person to cheer me,
dear me,
no one ever comes near me.

I'm all alone ev'ry night
how I moan and
how I fight those Big City Blues.
I walk for miles
place to place
no one smiles to help me
chase those big city blues.
I'm like a little tot
who needs a lot
of tenderness and care.
All I've got
is just a lot of sorrow and despair.
Won't someone please
talk to me,
don't refuse
hear my plea and help me
lose those Big City Blues.

Tho' I look forward to new days,
somehow they never appear,
life gives me nothing but blue days,
why should it be picking on me?

I'm all alone ev'ry night
how I moan and
how I fight those Big City Blues.
I walk for miles
place to place
no one smiles to help me
chase those big city blues.
I'm like a little tot
who needs a lot
of tenderness and care.
All I've got
is just a lot of sorrow and despair.
Won't someone please
talk to me,
don't refuse
hear my plea and help me
lose those Big City Blues.

Each evening at six p.m.
lights light
and I look at them
I'm hoping that some nice person
will meet me, greet me,
before I know it
it's twelve o'clock,
I feel like jumping right off a dock,
because I haven't found
a person to cheer me,
dear me,
no one ever comes near me.

I'm all alone ev'ry night
how I moan and
how I fight those Big City Blues.
I walk for miles
place to place
no one smiles to help me
chase those big city blues.
I'm like a little tot
who needs a lot
of tenderness and care.
All I've got
is just a lot of sorrow and despair.
Won't someone please
talk to me,
don't refuse
hear my plea and help me
lose those Big City Blues.

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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Big City Blues 1929 Vs2
From Fox Movietone Follies of 1929
by Con Conrad, Sidney D.Mitchell & Archie Gottler
© 1929 by De Sylva, Brown & Henderson Inc.  New York
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sequence & karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Saturday 22 February at 15.58
in association with Laurence Rubenstein
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James Pitt-Payne