Swing Low, Sweet Cadillac

Listen to my tale of woe, It's terribly sad but true, All dressed up, no place to go Each evening I'm awfully blue. I must win some handsome guy Can't go on like this, I could blossom out I know, With somebody just like you. So Oh, sweet and lovely lady, be good Oh, lady, be good to me I am so awfully misunderstood So lady, be good to me Oh, please have some pity I'm all-alone in this big city I tell you I'm just a lonesome babe in the wood, So lady be good to me. Oh, please have some pity I'm all alone in this big city I tell you I'm just a lonesome babe in the wood, So lady be good to me. Oh lady be good to me.