Lyrics:
Country Blues

through Maybe that's why country music has the blues If it makes you feel better, blind me if you want to Then I think country music has the blues Merle

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

window I better give myself a talking to I better work out what I'm going to do Maybe get myself a wife Better get myself a life Instead of these post nuclear talking blues

Summer's twilight's had them fooled Yonder come, yonder come Yonder come the blues Now, clap your hands Baby, stomp your boots Yonder come the blues

fly and I'm lookin' in the eye Like I'm just about to blow a fuse Mama call the doctor 'cause your boy has got The rocking Boogie Woogie Fiddle Country Blues

good gal's behind me, no loving for so long I'm going back to Texas, for that's where I belong I never thought I was leaving I could get so blue out

' the blues The blues, country style Nobody stops to tell me hello Not even one friendly smile I'm a country boy alone with the blues The blues, country

Lord, I'm so blue Lord, my baby has gone away Lord, I'm so blue Lord, my baby has gone away Now, but that will be alright Maybe she'll come back home,

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