I'm gonna tell you guys
about the blues
You know the blues come
from 'way down south
When the cats used to
pick cotton and dig ditches
They'd write songs
to amuse themselves
And they'd go somethin'
like this here
Your momma
cooked a chicken
She thought it was a duck
She put it right out on the table
with its legs cocked up
I love you baby
You got me runnin'
You got me hidin'
You got me runnin' hide
hidin' and runnin'
Anyway you want it
You let it roll
Yeah yeah yeah
You got me doin'
what you want me
Baby honey
What you want me to do
I'm goin' up
I'm goin' down
I'm goin' up down down up
Anyway you want it
Now let it roll
Hey hey hey hey
You got me doin'
what you want me
Baby honey want you
gettin' ready for me to do
Oh oh baby
Honey what's wrong with you
I I want to know hey baby
Honey what's wrong with you
You don't treat
your mama no
You don't treat me
like you used to do
Hey hey huh uh baby
Honey you don't have to go
Oh no no no
Oh oh baby oh baby
Honey you know
you don't have to go
I'm gonna pack my bags
And down that road I go
Gonna go gonna go huh
Oh oh baby
Honey you don't have to go
No no no
Uh huh baby
Honey you don't
You don't have to go
I'm gonna pack my bags
And down that road I go
Gonna go gonna go
Hey baby baby baby baby
Hey hey
I have the blues
Play the blues boys
Take me way down south