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Sipping snake bite and black kick didn't taste nice, in fact it was flat Sitting at this halfback harly rat student union bash You asked me to dance, i said no so i sat on my arse, watching all these arty farty hooligans charge at the bar How bizarre? Went to the courtyard for t

you're wonderin' What's all the noise I'm in the backroom With the girls and boys Were' discussing the blues And they don't seem to see The blues is all I play The blues don't bother me When I was a little boy Sittin' on my papa's knee I coulden't a been no

bought you a six string Gibson You bought you a great big house You try to sing like Muddy Waters And play like Lightnin' sounds But since I blowed my harp You feelin' mean and confused. It got you chained to your earphones, You just a white boy, lost in the blues. You got y

baby gives me love As good as love can be I just leave her crying When the blues come over me Up on a mountain I'm drowning in the sea All the clocks say midnight When the blues come over me The blues come over me I pack it up and go The blues come over me

makes the place a jumpin' The way she moves around She like a rump and rollin' That's when she get it out And when she start a rockin' She bring me to the boil She like to give it out some New satellite blues (new satellite blues) New satellite blues (new

jingle bells are jingling The streets are white with snow The happy crowds are mingling But there's no one that I know I'm sure that you'll forgive me If I don't enthuse I guess I've got the Christmas blues I've done my window shopping There

two one two tree... A cyper street bare witness in the crimes of life true are first murder death blues, death blues well, like betathry calls to young man who lasted his wife yeah, when something like death blues, death blues In the call you hea

you heard that rumour That's going around? You got another man Way across town It's the same old story Tell me when does it end? Yes I heard the news It's the same old blues again Well I wrote you a letter You must have read it wrong I stood at your doorway

hundred will buy you a stack Bet it on all the red or the black and you lose Bet on the blues You tell me you were a gambling man Try to beat the house if you can and you lose Bet on the blues If you're looking to get an inside slan

was 23 She was 35 I was spiralling out And she was so alive A Texas girl real strong Taught me this swan song So when I start to bawl She says “let your teardrops fall” All the Pinot, Pinot Grigio girls Pour your heart out Watch your blues turn gold All the Pin

by those that cried I can feel the pain inside And I’m not the only one who feels the same Yes sometimes I fail to see Those who express their dignity I need to some one to Help relieve this misery No one sings the blues like they used to do No one sings th

Louis woman with all the diamond rings Drives that man around by her apron strings If it wasn't for powder and for store bought hair The man she loves, he wouldn't go nowhere Got the blues, got the blues, got the blues, got the St. Louis blues Go

you, hey you Hey you, hey you Hey you, hey you Hey you Hey little white man trying to sing the blues ’bout as much soul as second-hand shoes. Under black clouds where the dark trees bend. You’ll never go into the woods again. You’ll never go into the woods again. You’

birth given scars along tender heart liberties injustice for awkward living situated casualties they lay dead along your floor careful not to wake them they're sleeping in the morrows good mourning the dying will discard the wish to live Let thi

do do d-do do do do do do She's a good girl She's Daddy's favorite He's saved for Harvard He know she'll make it She's good at school She's never truant She can speak French (I think she's fluent) 'Cause every night she studies hard in h

ve been all over Europe And across the sea With each new place It gets clearer to me Week after week On tour with my band You don't have to speak 'Cause they all understand The power of the blues Hey, hey, the power of the blues And that's good news I'm ta

down on a desert ride Just outside the 95 Never felt more, more alive I got my chicas by my side If we want it, we take it If we need money, we make it Nobody knows if we fake it You like to watch while we shake it I know we're making you thirsty You want

looked so proud and held her head up high And her eyes were softer than a summer sky And in the distance there were clouds Somebody made her cry And the salt of the tears she couldn't hide Told her broken hearts need time to mend Mostly thinkin' that this girl

a letter To the man an the moon Things getting better If he rises up soon He can heal all my pain He can heal all my pain There is nothing to lose Trick the lights fantastic Like the man on the moon Cry the blues out of you Take a look at the

saw some people starving There was murder, there was rape Their villages were burning They were trying to escape I couldn’t meet their glances I was staring at my shoes It was acid, it was tragic It was almost like the blues It was almost like the blues

you bi? No i'm try...i'll try anything! Ay oh way oh way Talk to me Ay oh way oh waa Tell me how you like it Ay oh way oh way Talk to me Ay oh way oh waa Tell me, how you want it Ay oh way oh way Talk to me Ay oh way oh waa Now give it to me Girls girls

I went down to the store, I got some brand new shoes I told them make the leather tough I gotta' walk the blues Walkin' the blues, I'm walkin' the blues all day, all day I'm wearin' out my shoes but I'm walkin' the blues away Well my baby's got a heart like the cold no

white, skinny white Skinny white, skinny white Skinny white thing White thing, white thing Skinny white thing you're the king You're the queen of them all You've got style, you've got looks But your brain's off the hook, hanging in the hall

I went down to the store, I got some brand new shoes I told them make the leather tough I gotta' walk the blues Walkin' the blues, I'm walkin' the blues all day, all day I'm wearin' out my shoes but I'm walkin' the blues away Well my baby's got a heart like the cold north wind,

is my blues ´cause I´m back then on my own again this is the blues I´m playing yes it´s the final thing when the night is cold and lonely this is the midnight blues this is the midnight blues for the girl I left behind me ain´t it the final thing this

mornin' blues, blues how do ya do? Good mornin' blues, blues how do ya do? Well I'm doin' alright this mornin', how are you? I woke up this mornin' Couldn't get outta my bed Oh I woke up this mornin' Couldn't get you outta my bed Went to eat my breakfast

s what the little girls do To you, to you Oh, that's what the little girls do To you, to you When you hold her tight Whisper in the night Tell her she's the one But you'll never know Why she wanna' go and run That's what the little girls do

Such a bad case of the blues) Ooh, hoo, hoo, hoo I thought that you would be A little different when it came to lovin' me Now, I see I was living a dream 'Cause all I do is cry And kiss your love goodbye Got a bad case of the blues It's what I get from lovin' you Such a

a rounder I can tell you that She can sing ’em all night, too She’ll raise hell about the sleep she lost But even cowgirls get the blues Especially cowgirls, they’re the gypsy kind And need their laid on ’em loose She’s lived to see the world turned upside down Hitchin’ ri

girls don't want to play like that They just want to talk to the boys They just want to do what is in their hearts And the girls want to be with the girls And the boys say, ''What do you mean?'' And the boys say, ''What do you mean?'' Well there is just no love When there's boys

ve got a right to sing the blues, got the right to moan and sigh I've got a right to sit and cry down along the river A certain girl in this old town keeps dragging my heart around All I see for me is misery I've got the right to sing the blues got the right to moan a

the girls When the girls talk When the girls talk boys Oh, when the girls When the girls talk When the girls talk boys Hey! When you’re talking to your girls Do you talk about me? Do you say that I’m a sweetheart? Do you say that I’m a freak? Do you tell them white lie

one there Choking in clean underwear Bleeding tongue Eight ball pounding in my lungs Ship to shore I can't see the coastline anymore I shouldn't be here I thought I made that loud and clear But the master of disaster Gets tangled in his telecaster He can't pla

the water come She's the only one I love Let the fat man drop She's the sweetest honey pot Will they see the sky again? Who will sing their blues for them? Let the factories rust She's the only thing I trust Let the virus spread She's the silk lining

Backlash, Mr. Backlash Just who do think I am You raise my taxes, freeze my wages And send my son to Vietnam You give me second class houses And second class schools Do you think that alla colored folks Are just second class fools Mr. Backlash, I'm gonna leave yo

Got Money Still Got problems Got to the doctor And try to solve them Anyway you look at it It's still called the blues Baby needs new shoes Mama needs a new dress Daddy's out scufflin' Tryin' to do his best Anyway you look at it It's still cal

the girls When the girls talk When the girls talk boys Oh, when the girls When the girls talk When the girls talk boys Hey! When you’re talking to your girls Do you talk about me? Do you say that I’m a sweetheart? Do you say that I’m a freak? Do you tell them wh

s a cat in town that you might know He goes by the name of Domino A long key-chain and a diamond ring A blue sport car, he's a crazy king They love him so that cat called Domino, Domino, Domino Well the girls all think that he's a real gone guy They all flip when he w

s so hard singing the blues baby When you've never had to lose your pride; Can't tell dirt from the earth lady. And you think you've known your rights since birth baby. It's so hard singing the blues bady When you've never had to lose your love. A

get rhythm when you get the blues Hey, get rhythm when you get the blues Yes a jumpy rhythm makes you feel so fine It'll shake all the trouble from your worried mind Get rhythm when you get the blues Little shoeshine boy never gets low down

ll do anything that you want me to do. There ain't nothing baby that I wouldn't do for you. If you want it bad enough it's catch-as-catch-can. Oh, when I want it hard enough, you'll be my man. While I sing the blues. I sing the blues. I sing the blues

I left my home down on the rural route I told my paw I'm going steppin out and get the Honky tonk blues, Yeah the honky tonkblues Well lord I got 'em, I got the ho-on-ky tonk blues. Well I went to a dance and I wore out my shoes woke up this mornin wishin

gave you a diamond ring, you won't wear It's a nine thousand dollar thing, you don't care I set up a wedding date, you couldn't make it You said all the love we made, you were just faking But girl, you know, what hurts me the most Is I gave al

sings the Blues In bars of twelve or less I'm a stranger To the land To this wilderness All Things are possible But happen less and less This Is my country These Are my reasons 'Cause I look In the mirror And it throws Back the question And I whisper in words

girls, girls, girls (Haha, it's the call) Girls, girls, girls, girls (Marcus and Martinus, yeah) Well, here we go again Another perfect ten Sometimes we gotta let it out (Ah-ooh-uh) I feel it all the time They're always on my mind They bring me up when I am down (Ah-ooh-uh)

me the strangest woman Believe it, this chick's no sinch When I wanna get her goin' Then I whip out my Big Ten Inch Record of the band that plays the blues Well the band that plays the blues She just loved my Big Ten Inch Record of her favorite blues Last night I trie

bye blues, bye, bye blues Bells ring, birds sing That old sun is shining Ain't gonna be no more pining Just, just sweet tune, smiling through Don't sigh, honey don't cry, bye, bye blues Just we two, I said We're gonna be smiling through Aah don't sigh, honey don't you dare cry

walked into a diner And the blonde behind the counter She asked if she could help in any way Hell, I knew by her smile Her number I could dial If I was in the need of company But as I bought some Java Instead she brought me a cup of chicory I got those Java blues Cof

you ready for the sex girls The hot hot, Levi big hot girls Are you ready for the sex girls The right white ultra-bright nice nice girls They can play pool in your home and take off all of their clothes They can talk about locals and the nowhere to go's They

help me. Lord, I'm in misery. Somebody help me. Lord, I'm in misery. I had enough of the blues, But the blues ain't had enough of me. Had me a woman. Oh Lord, I done her wrong. Had me a woman. Oh Lord, I done her wrong. She got sick and tired of