Blues Fantasy
Hey! Hey!
That’s what the
Blues singers say.
Singing minor melodies
They laugh,
Hey! Hey!
My man’s done left me,
Chile, he’s gone away.
My good man’s left me,
Babe, he’s gone away.
Now the cryin’ blues
Haunts me night and day.
Hey! . . . Hey!
Weary,
Weary,
Trouble, pain.
Sun’s gonna shine
Somewhere
Again.
I got a railroad ticket,
Pack my trunk and ride.
Sing ’em, sister!
Got a railroad ticket,
Pack my trunk and ride.
And when I get on the train
I’ll cast my blues aside.
Laughing,
Hey! . . . Hey!
Laugh a loud,
Hey! Hey!
From The Weary Blues (Alfred A. Knopf, 1926) by Langston Hughes. This poem is in the public domain.
Langston Hughes
A poet, novelist, fiction writer, and playwright, Langston Hughes is known for his insightful, colorful portrayals of black life in America from the twenties through the sixties and was important in shaping the artistic contributions of the Harlem Renaissance.