Slow, sultry blues
When I woke up this mornin’ I had that fog runnin’ through my head
When I woke up this mornin’ I had that fog runnin’ through my head
Don’t know where I went last night and I don’t know what I said
My home has been this park bench since that woman threw me out
My home has been this park bench since that woman threw me out
I know she got mad with me but I don’t know what about
Now, all my luck has run out and trouble done come my way
Never thought that things would wind up the way they are today
And this pain that I’m feelin’, Man, it just won’t go away
Lord, and I know down deep inside that these blues are here to stay
Well, it seems that this whiskey bottle is now my only friend
Yes, it seems that this whiskey bottle is now my only friend
Always shows me a good time, Man, and never asks me where I been
You know, all my luck has run out and trouble done come my way
Never thought that things would wind up the way they are today
And this pain that I’m feelin’, Man, it just won’t go away
Lord, and I know down deep inside that these blues are here to stay