Far Away Blues Lyrics
Far Away Blues - Bessie Smith/Clara Smith
We left our southern homes
And wandered north to roam
Like birds went seekin' a brand new field of corn
We don't know why we are here
But we're up here just the same
And we are just the lonesomest
Girls that's ever born
Some of these days we are going far away
Some of these days we are going far away
Where we have got a lot of friends
And don't have no roof rent to pay
Oh there'll come a day when from us you'll here no news
Oh there'll come a day when from us you'll here no news
Then you will know that we have died from
Those lonesome far away blues