Blues
Louis Armstrong Lyrics


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Well, I know that things won't be the same
And I know that you're the one to blame
When you broke my heart and made me cry
I am gonna bid my weary blues goodbye

Weary blues have made me cry
Well, these weary blues I'm gonna bid goodbye
I know, I won't forget you but I'll try
You know I am gonna bid my weary blues goodbye

Well, I know that things won't be the same
And I know that you're the one to blame
When you broke my heart and made me cry
I am gonna bid my weary blues goodbye

Weary blues have made me cry
Well, these weary blues I am gonna bid goodbye
I know, I won't forget you but I'll try




I am gonna bid my weary blues goodbye
I am gonna bid my weary blues goodbye

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Louis Armstrong's song "Weary Blues" reflect the pain of a heartbroken man who has been left by the person he loved. He acknowledges that things will never be the same again, and that the person who caused him this heartbreak is the one to blame. The song is a farewell to the blues that have made him cry and suffer. He knows that he won't be able to forget the person who hurt him, but he will try to let go of the pain and bid his weary blues goodbye.


The lyrics convey a sense of acceptance and determination to move on from the pain of heartbreak. The reference to "weary blues" is a metaphor for the emotional exhaustion caused by the pain and suffering of a broken heart. The repetition of the phrase "I am gonna bid my weary blues goodbye" emphasizes the importance of letting go of the past and moving forward.


Louis Armstrong's "Weary Blues" is not only a reflection on lost love, but also a tribute to the unique sound of blues music. The song is considered a classic example of the blues genre, which originated in African American communities in the Southern United States. The combination of melancholic lyrics and soulful music became a defining characteristic of the blues.


Line by Line Meaning

Well, I know that things won't be the same
I am aware that my life has changed and will never be like it was before.


And I know that you're the one to blame
I acknowledge that you are responsible for the pain and suffering I feel.


When you broke my heart and made me cry
Your actions shattered me emotionally and caused me to weep.


I am gonna bid my weary blues goodbye
I will no longer allow my melancholic feelings to control my life.


Weary blues have made me cry
My saddened state of mind has brought tears to my eyes.


I know, I won't forget you but I'll try
I am aware that forgetting you is not possible, but I will endeavor to move forward.


You know I am gonna bid my weary blues goodbye
I am declaring that I am ready to let go of my despondency and embrace a more positive outlook on life.


Well, these weary blues I'm gonna bid goodbye
I am determined to release the emotional pain that has burdened me for far too long.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: GEORGE CATES, MORT GREENE, ARTIE MATTHEWS

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

@Kanaka38

@@racine1685 ..A bit late, but here is the lineup:

Louis Armstrong Trumpet/vocals
Earl Hines Piano
Jimmy Strong Clarinet
Fred Robinson Trombone
Mancy Carr Banjo
Zutty Singleton Drums

The 'click' noise at the end was Zutty Singleton's hand cymbals.
Written by Joe "King" Oliver and recoded twice, one on June 11th 1928, and then again on June 28th 1928.
The 28th of June 1928 was the most accepted version, and probably the version presented in this video.
Both versions being recorded on 78 rpm disc.



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@lily3758

Who’s here from music class? Ngl kinda vibing doe 😂

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Me

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@MassyBiagio

My father was a trumpet player and he made me listen to this piece tens, hundreds of times, then he did it again tens, hundreds of times, until it was identical to him.
From 1970 to 1990 I have unwrapped this piece no less than thousands and thousands of times.
Dedicated to my father who is no more.
See you from Italy.

@harryhagan5937

Interesting! Tell me more da bella Italia! Where was your father playing? Dixieland stuff? I've played a good bit myself and recorded a few LPs. It's doing it the first time that counts, though. Ciao amico della musica!

@michaeljc

Your father had great insight into great music. This is the greatest jazz song ever written/performed- it's perfect.

@mikehopes3102

My god a absolute classic Lil Harding on piano dusty streets playing the piano in here attic

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