Wasted Life Blues by Bessie Smith Lyrics

I've lived a life but nothin' I've gained
Each day I'm full of sorrow and pain
No one seems to care enough for poor me
To give me a word of sympathy

Oh me, oh my
Wonder what will my end be?
Oh me, oh my
Wonder what will become of poor me?

No father to guide me, no mother to care
Must bear my troubles alone
Not even a brother to help me share
This burden I must bear alone

Oh me, oh my
Wonder what will my end be?
Oh me, oh my
Wonder what will become of poor me?

I'm settin' and thinkin' of the days gone by
They fills my heart with pain
I'm too weak to stand and too strong to cry
But I'm forgittin' it all in vain
Oh me, oh my
Wonder what will my end be?
Oh me, oh my
Wonder what will become of poor me?

I've traveled and wandered almost everywhere
To get a little joy from life
Still I've gained nothin' but wars and despair
Still strugglin' in this world of strife

Oh me, oh my
Wonder what will my end be?
Oh me, oh my
Wonder what will become of poor me?