thinkin' of me I guess I got My baby don't love me blues If it's true what I'm thinkin' She's on the town Slinkin' all around My baby don't love me blues
, blues songs, oh Keep playing the same damn, old, blues songs, oh They don't make me weep anymore, anymore Keep playing the same damn, old, blues songs Over the same damn, old, blues
They're singing secular songs in the churches And there's not a of word of God It's all Schubert and Beethoven Oh and lots of French love songs So let
the blues The blues isn't an art form It's not a type of music The blues is a product Not unlike computer chips or tampons The blues is a way for white
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same tired old blue song Oh with the same tired old blues con Put those songs to sleep They don't make me weep anymore You keep playing the same tired old blue
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Gwendolyn I wonder what you'd've called them I think a name you might choose is Nobody's Blues You see when you are just a kid They think you won't remember
on the bridge out of Hammond see them brake lights burning feel my motor turnin on the bridge out of Hammond see the big city moon see how it close comes
will, I will I will sing you the road song blues I will, I will I will sing you the road song blues Someday I will sing you the road song blues
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man around by the apron strings If it wasn't for powder or the store-brought hair That man of mine, he wouldn't go nowhere, nowhere I got the St.Louis Blues
you) Well I never felt more like running away But why should I go 'cause I couldn't stay without you You got me singing the blues Singing the blues Singing the blues
: Bell bottom blues, you made me cry. I don't want to lose this feeling. And if I could choose a place to die It would be in your arms. Do you want