Bing Crosby
Blues My Naughty Sweetie Gave To Me
There are blues that you get from worry
There are blues that you get from pain
And there are blues when you're lonely

For your one and only
The blues you can never explain

There are blues that you get from longing
But the bluest blues that be
Are the sort of blues that's on my mind

They're the very meanest kind
The blues my naughty sweetie gives to me