The Blues Is Like A Lady
when I sing my song, makes the bluebird turn its head,
when I sing my song, makes
the river rise out of its bed-
When I sing my song, everybody knows
what I'm talking about,
The blues is like a lady you can't live with
and can't live without-
In the midnight, blues coming down like
pouring rain, I'm just a blues man, born to
When I sing my song, everybody
knows what I'm talking about-
The blues is like a lady,
you can't live with and can't
Sometimes she'll make you laugh,
sometimes she'll make you
scream and shout, The blues is
like a lady you can't live with and
can't live without!
hello,readers, I have done my last revision on this
lyric, and I do not plan to do any more. I have done quite a few; but I am satisfied with it as it is now.
Do not expect any more changes, thanks, DorseyAuthors comment
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Published on e-Stories.org on 05/28/2011.