Lyrics Louis Armstrong

Louis Armstrong

Learnin' The Blues

Ella: The tables are empty

The dance floor's deserted

You play the same love song

It's the tenth time you've heard it

That's the beginning

Just one of the clues

You've had your first lesson

In learnin' the Blues

The cigarettes you light

One after another

Won't help you forget him

And the way that you loved him

You're only burning

A torch you can't lose

But you're on the right track

For learnin' the blues

When you're at home alone

The blues will taunt you constantly

When you're out in a crowd

The Blues will haunt your memory

The nights when you don't sleep

The whole night you're cryin'

But you can't forget him

Soon you even stop tryin'

You walk the floor

And wear out your shoes

When you feel your heart break

You're learnin the blues

Louis: Yes, the tables are empty

The dance floor's deserted

And You play the same love song, Whoa, yes

It's the tenth time you've heard it, yes

Man, it's the beginnin'

Just one of those cluessssss

You've had your first lesson, Whoa, yes

In learnin' the Blues

Man, The cigarettes that you light, Whoa, yessum

One after another, you Tellin' me brother

Won't help you to forget her, Whoa, no

And the way that you love her

You only burnin'

A torch that you can't lose, Yeah

But you on the right tracks, Brother, ha ha ha hahaha

For learnin' the blues

D'ya See that Ella?

Now lookahere

When you at home alone

The blues will taunt you constantly, yessuh

Ba dit dit deet

And when you're out in a crowd

The Blues will haunt your memories

Bah da doh doh zet

The nights when you don't sleep, Yes, ha ha ha

The whole night you cryin'

But you can't forget her, oh yes

Soon you even stop tryin'

Man, you walk the floor

And wear out your shoes, sss

When you feel your heart break, yeah brother

That's when you're learning the blues

Yes

When you at home alone, the blues will taunt you constantly, yes

And when you're out in a crowd, the Blues will haunt your memories

The nights when you don't sleep, hmm, Ella

Ella: The whole night you're crying

Louis: Yeah, but you can't forget her

Ella: Soon you even stop trying

Louis: Yes Man, you'll walk the floor, that's when it's rough

And wear out that last pair a' treaders, ha ha

Together: When you feel your

heart break

You're learnin the blues