They always pry They always want to know why You'll burn so deep inside And then they pull you in And then you want to die And then it gets on top of
, man, is a bastard and I wanna kill him" blues. Yeah! Blues! and I wanna cut his balls off and shove 'em right down his throat" blues. Blues! Can't
feel so suicidal Just like Dylan's Mr. Jones Lonely, wanna die If I ain't dead already Woo! Girl you know the reason why The black cloud crossed my mind Blue
Done run into my baby And finally found my old blue jeans Well, I done ran into my baby And finally found my old blue jeans I knew they was mine By the
Yeah, keep your eyes on the road, your hands upon the wheel Keep your eyes on the road, your hands upon the wheel We're goin' to the roadhouse, we're
These hard times that I'm having I guess they call it paying dues That's just how things get goin' When fiddle player's got the blues Yeah, he's got the blues
fly and I'm lookin' in the eye Like I'm just about to blow a fuse Mama call the doctor 'cause your boy has got The rocking Boogie Woogie Fiddle Country Blues
blows the sand It's a beautiful sight to behold Round desert moon turns the nighttime to silver and the sun turns the daytime to gold And little boy blue
Blue star over my shoulder Blue star, can't you see? Blue star, it's a little colder She's gone away from me And I wish I never seen her with the sunlight
party with him And while you're dancing so closely with him Don't let me cross your mind unless you choose To think of me when the band plays the blues
the electronic trees Shine the light, fix it right, now listen carefully Don't you go romancing with that pretty number 3 And that's why, why I got the robot blues
is my flower, I call her my easy hour She's a low special, and baby that's enough for me I got sorrow spells, I got sorrow spells She showed up low to the blues
tell me sleep is a gas and if I want to lay down But I'm sorry I woke you, I mean I've got the no sleep blues There's mayhem in this mansion, since
gift She knows how to make a cool breeze sigh Brings the warmth of summer to my bed at night And she brings the color of the sky too turquoise blue
Just a little Just a little bit Just a little Just a little bit Babe, I don't want it all (Just a little) I just want a little bit I don't want it all
pair of shoes Well, I'm goin' down South if I wear out 99 pair of shoes You know I will be welcome, I won't have these stranger blues These stranger blues