Sunbeam Blues (soprano & piano)

SUNBEAM BLUES

Sunbeam pourin’ in the window

when my baby wakes and shaves

Sunbeam streamin’ in the window

when my baby wakes and shaves

and it waits by my baby’s chair

like a dog at a grave

Sunbeam fallin’ on his shoulder

as he reads the want ads through

He sits in that stick of sunbeam

and he reads the want ads through

He’s been lookin’ for work six weeks

in the same blue suit

My baby feels as restless

as the dust in that patch of sun

He’s dancin’ his way to nowhere

just like the dust in that patch of sun

He’s tired of takin’ my money

and he wants to give me some

I said, if them bosses was women

well, I know just what they’d do

If all them bosses was women, baby,

I’m sure of what they’d do

Any woman with two good eyes

would sure pick you

Sunbeam pourin’ in the window

It shines on the rug all day

My baby’s all out of dreams now

he just sits in the sun all day

And the smoke from his cigarettes

stains that sunbeam gray

—Julie Kane, from Body and Soul.