' blues (talkin' blues), talkin' blues (talkin' blues); They say your feet is just too big for your shoes. (shoe-oo-oo-oo-oo) Talkin' blues (talkin' blues), talkin' blues (talkin' blues
't talk about me when I'm gone Baby, are you against me too? Had a great idea the other night Come, A, Ti, Yi, Yippie, baby Look out When the blue of
far and few But whoever said a city boy can't have the country blues Whoever said a city boy can't have the country blues Whoever said a city boy can't have the country blues
work Everywhere Lots of money honey Gettin' your share The folks back home say They'd love to be in your shoes so How come you've got those Boomtown blues
lean against your wall I gotta hit the road and keep on movin' I'm gonna roll and smoke and boogie and ball now Been abused, got my shoes, paid my dues, teachin' blues
Well, I was feelin' sad and kind of blue I didn't know what I was gonna do The Communists were comin' around They was in the air, they were on the ground
my record player It was Rock-A-Day, Johnny singin', "Tell your ma, tell your pa Our loves are gonna grow ooh wah, ooh wah" I was feelin' kinda lonesome and blue
I saw it advertised one day, Bear mountain picnic was comin' my way. "come along 'n' take a trip, We'll bring you up there on a ship. Bring the wife
only brought me the blues Those brightly packaged Tinsel covered Christmas blues Old Santa may have brought you Some stars for your shoes But Santa only brought me the blues
Johnny's in the basement, mixing up the medicine I'm on the pavement, thinking about the government The man in the trench coat, badge out, laid off Says
behind Bring me my boots and shoes You can hang back or fight your best on the front line Sing a little bit of these workingman's blues Well, I'm sailin
When you're lost in the rain in Juarez And it's Easter time too And your gravity fails And negativity don't pull you through Don't put on any airs When
Ain't it hard to stumble And land in some funny lagoon? Ain't it hard to stumble And land in some muddy lagoon? Especially when its Nine below zero And
furnish me with tape But deep inside my heart I know I can't escape Oh, Mama Can this really be the end? To be stuck inside of Mobile With the Memphis blues
's in the factory She ain't got no shoes Daddy's in the alley He is lookin' for food I am in the kitchen With the tombstone blues The hysterical bride
Well, today has been A sad and lonesome day Yeah, today has been A sad and lonesome day I'm just sitting here thinking With my mind a million miles away
Gon' walk down that dirt road, 'til someone lets me ride Gon' walk down that dirt road, 'til someone lets me ride If I can't find my baby, I'm gonna run
Come gather 'round friends and I'll tell you a tale Of when the red iron pits ran plenty But the cardboard filled windows and old men on the benches Tell