(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]