Lyrics:
A RACIST MAN, IN THE WHITEHOUSE
UP ON THE HILL
GET DOWN THE ROAD
GET DOWN THE ROAD FROM HERE AND DO NOT LOSE YOUR WAY
GOT DAMN IT BLUES
ON A SHOE STRING,
Storm is risin' baby, rain begin to fall.
I'm all alone by myself, no one to love me at all.
My blues starts ‘long about midnight, and it don't leave
the blues
Try to be a good man
Work my fingers to the bone
And you return the favor
By messing up my happy home
You played so many dirty tricks
Till I lost
a achin' old heart disease
Do it now, you gon' do it? Tell me all about it
The blues, is a low-down achin' heart disease
Like consumption, killing me by
a achin' old heart disease
Do it now, you gon' do it? Tell me all about it
The blues, is a low-down achin' heart disease
Like consumption, killing me by
a achin' old heart disease
Do it now, you gon' do it? Tell me all about it
The blues, is a low-down achin' heart disease
Like consumption, killing me by
SUCKA
You beat down my father and you raped my mother Africa
And now you want to laugh at her
I feel like pickin up a razor, and slashin ya
Snatch
Bout the red blue lights so wen
I leave make sure I'm alright ain't
Caught by the red blue lights
Me, imma Dboy so I'm weighing the cot
You niggas
you
Riding with my brother we just chasing the blues
If you down for me than I’m down for you
I got real nigga with me that gone carry the tool
If you
blues I've found
Down in Lucky Town
Baby, down in Lucky Town
And I had some victory that was just failure in deceit
Now the joke's comin' up through
I got blue moon
I got blue dream
I got you singing that you need me
Blue waves cause a blue breeze
In Texas
As we blow trees
I got blue moon
I got
called my name and passed on by
Well he came back don't you know
With his brother six in tow
And that is how number thirteen wound up by my side.
fuckin' past
I just seen you yesterday
By any means was all it ever seemed to be
This reminiscin' with my past has got me
Caught up in a daydream
Stay in
the blues
Is a low-down achin' heart disease
Like consumption
Killing me by degrees
I can study rain
Oh, oh drive, oh, oh, drive my blues
I been
the blues
Is a low-down achin' heart disease
Like consumption
Killing me by degrees
I can study rain
Oh, oh drive, oh, oh, drive my blues
I been
the blues, blues, blues (Blue Hundreds)
Home girl countin' on the flow, (Hold Up)
Partna wit the drako by the door, (Hold Up)
Main bitch bangin' on my line,
Blue Cyclone, Oooh
Well my wife went out of town 'bout a year or so back
And left me at home by myself to batch,
And after five straight nights
the same frown
I hate that learning is up side down
And leaving you isn't right side round
I look up to the sky as the clouds are passing me by
I think about
she bent down to tie the laces
Of my shoe
Tangled up in blue
She lit a burner on the stove
And offered me a pipe
I thought you'd never say hello,
Mmmmm-mmmmm
I's up this mornin'
Ah, blues walkin' like a man
I's up this mornin'
Ah, blues walkin' like a man
Worried blues
Give me your right hand
she bent down to tie the laces
Of my shoe
Tangled up in blue
She lit a burner on the stove
And offered me a pipe
I thought you'd never say hello,
blues I've found
Down in Lucky Town
Baby, down in Lucky Town
And I had some victory that was just failure in deceit
Now the joke's comin' up through
blues
This here is your break up call
I think he meant it
Well this time anyways
Hey man I saw Elwood up in here on South Wacker drive 233
South Wacker
Nothing But Blue Skies
by Alan Ballard
Copyright 2020
I took a trip, down Lover's Lane
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