Words and music by hank williams, sr.

When my [d] baby moved out and the blues moved in
There wasnt nothin I could do
But mosey around with my head in my hands
Lord [a7] what am I comin [d] to
I just keep [a7] moanin [p]
[nc] moa-oanin the blues. [d] ... [d7]

I [*g7] wrote a nice, long [d] letter
Sayin [*g7] mama please come [d] home
Your [e7] dad-ad-dy is lon-one-some
And [a7] all I [am] do is [a7] moan ...
I been [d] lovin that gal for so doggone long
I cant afford to lose her now
I thought I was right but I must of been wrong
cause my [a7] head is startin to bow [d]
And now Im [a7] moanin [p]
[nc] moa-oanin the blues. [d]

If you want a good gal to stay around
You gotta treat her nice and kind
If you do her wrong shell leave this tonw
And youll almost lose your mlind
Then youll moanin; moa-oanin the blues.

Aw! baby, baby, baby
Honey baby, please come home
Your dad-ad-dy is lon-one-some and all I do is moan
I promise you baby that Ill be good
And Ill never be bad no more
Im sittin here waitin for you right now
To walk through that front door
Then Ill stop moanin; moa-oanin the blues.