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Lockdown Blues 3. ( original draft)



During Lockdown am having a great time working with a group of musician  friends, virtually of course, composing and recording Blues This is a first drafr/


These are my blues when I sing this  old song
These are my blue when I sing this  old song
About  that cheating woman that done me so wrong for so long

She was making sweet music with my best friend
She was making sweet music with my bedt friend
I never  knew until she brought our loving to its bitter  end

She stole my friend, even my old Martin guitar
She stole my friend, even my old Martin guitar
even stole my money and my hot rod classic car

She took my horse, my old hound dog but in the end
She took my horse, my old hound dog but in the end
What really hurt was stealing my old and best friend

Left me nursing those hungover hurting bad mean blues
Left me nursing those hungover hurting bad mean blues
From renewing  my friendship with coke and bootleg booze

Drinking White Lightning ,sniffing a pure well cut line
Drinking White Lightning ,sniffing a pure well cut  line
Missing my best friend and the woman that used to be mine

He took my woman, almost blew my aching old head
He took my woman, almost blew my aching old head
But my hang over tells me i'm a long way from dead

Singing the blues when I sing this old song of mine
Singing the blues when I sing this old song of mine
Blues only last so long and I'll soon br feeling fine

These are my blue when I sing this  old song
These are my blue when I sing this  old song
About  that cheating woman that done me so wrong  for so long







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