The Half of It, Dearie, Blues

Each time you trill a song with Bill or look at Will I get a chill, I'm gloomy I won't recall the names of all the men who fall It's all appalling to me Of course, I really cannot blame them a bit For you're a hit where're you flit I know it's so, but dearie, oh! You'll never know the blues that go right through me I've got the you-don't-know-the-half-of-it-dearie blues The trouble is you have so many from whom to choose If you should marry Tom, Dick, or harry, Life would be the bunk, I'd become a monk I've got the you-don't know-the-half-of-it-dearie blues! To Bill and Ben I'd pay attention now and then But really men would bore me When I'd begun to think I'd run and be a nun I met the one man for me And now just when the sun is starting to beam Along comes a girl, zip goes a dream! What will I do away from you? I feel the future will be blue and stormy I've got the you-don't-know-the-half-of-it-dearie blues It may be my heart isn't broken, but there's a bruise. Through you I've known some days that were lonesome Though you say that i'm flirting all the time I've got the you-don-t know-the-half-of-it-dearie blues! I've got the you-don't-know-the-half-of-it-dearie blues Oh, how i wish you'd drop an anchor and end your cruise You're just a duffer who makes me suffer All the younger set says your heart's to let I've got the you-don't-know-the-half-of-it-dearie blues!