This song is somewhat of a departure for Annette. In some respects it is just a sign of the times. It was a hit that everyone just had to record and so it was natural for Annette to include it also. Although it is somewhat of a departure from her usual upbeat, up tempo songs. It is really quite morose. However, it can be taken two ways. It could be taken as someone who is desperately poor and is contemplating suicide which is probably as the writer meant it to be. The other explanation is that it is just a spoiled rich kid who is sad and feeling sorry for herself. For someone who is desperately poor, worrying about not having anyone to talk to is not really that important! If you are extremely poor and hungry you are not really too concerned about who loves you! You are more concerned about your next meal! At any rate, this song is more about recording the latest tear jerker of the day for commercial purposes than for any statement. However, another element not to be overlooked is the fact that if you are in love, and out of your element, then anywhere you are, you are going to be sad whether you are rich or poor. So the song can be interpreted in a number of different ways. So enjoy, and envision Annette sitting at the wharf in some big city singing this little song.

Big City Blues

Just think, tonight is Thanksgiving Everyone is going somewhere nobody knows that I'm living they pass me by I wonder why I'm all alone every night how I moan and how I fight those Big City Blues I walk for miles place to place No one smiles to help me chase those Big City Blues I'm like a little tot who needs a lot of tenderness and care All I've got is a lot of sorrow and despair Won't someone please talk to me Don't refuse Hear my plea and help me loose those Big City Blues Each evening at 6 pm Lights light and I look at them That some nice person will feed me greet me Before I know it is 12 o'clock I feel like jumping right off the dock because I haven't found a person to chill me to fill me No one ever comes near me I'm all alone every night how I moan and how I fight those Big City Blues I walk for miles place to place No one smiles to help me chase those Big City Blues Won't someone please talk to me Don't refuse Hear my plea and help me loose those Big City Blues