(Greer-Robinson) Transcribed from Cab Calloway and His Orchestra, recorded October 21, 1931. From Cab Calloway and His Orchestra 1931-1932; The Chronogical Classics 526 Poor me, I ain't got a gal in this town, All of them turned me down, 'Cause I ain't got a gal in this town. Eee-eee-eee... All yellows and browns, All of them turned me down, 'Cause I ain't got a gal in this town. Boo-hoo, you hear my mournful wail, I even looked in jail, For a familiar frail. Oooh-doo, you, you, you got me down, Stop your dragging me 'round, 'Cause I ain't got a gal in this town. I've got a million gals in Memphis, I've got a gal way out in Saint Paul, I took my hat and left them flat 'Cause they couldn't kick the gong. [Repeats first four verses]
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