world For a little girl Just to help him lose Those happy birthday blues Happy birthday blues Happy birthday blues Got to pay your dues Those happy birthday blues
I've traveled for miles around Seems like everybody wanna put me down Because I'm a bluesman But I'm a good man, understand I went down to the bus station
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Yes you're on the top now, baby, but don't nothing stay the same Hey you're on the top now, baby, but don't nothing stay the same Every now and then
Baby, here I stand before you with my heart in my hand I want you greet it mama hopin' that you'll understand Oh baby, mama please don't dog me around
blues The blues, oh the blues, the blues Talking about the blues When the blues come over me Talking about the blues I have to go away The blues, the blues When the blues
All you ever gave me was the blues All you ever gave me All you ever gave me All you ever gave me All you ever gave me was the blues Nothing but the blues
If you ever lay down at night and wake up cold and (???) Your baby's gone and left you, she had another man Why I'm gonna move to the deep blue sea Well
I met a fine beautician In a very fine condition She was long and lean And you know what that means She's a good lovin' mama A hard workin' woman She
feeling, oh, when you lose the one you love Oh, I get the blues at midnight, oh there's one thing I can't describe Oh, I get the blues at midnight,
Blues shadows fallin' Since my baby went away Blues shadows fallin' Since my baby went away Hey, the blues is my companion every night and every day
Blues stay away from me Oh blues, why don't you let me be Don't know why You keep on haunting me Love was never meant for me Oh true love was never meant
My pockets are empty, I feel so low If somebody loves me, ain't said so And I got holes in both of my shoes Don't look now but I've got the blues There
I don't know what love is But I think I must have it bad Yeah, you know I don't know what love is people Whoah, but I think I must have it bad Yeah, you
spent your last cent Mm, still called the blues Still called the blues, y'all Anyway you look at it Makes no difference What you do or say The blues
worries Till I met you But ever since that day, baby Lord, what I've been doing through I found no rest No happiness You don't do nothing but making me blue
Won't have to (???) I want the thirty two-twenty Made on a forty-five frame I want the thirty two-twenty Made on a forty-five frame And a red, white and blue