Blues So Bad Lyrics

I've got the blues, lord got the blues so bad

I've got the blues, lord got the blues so bad

Sailed out of Yarmouth with a dreadnaught and a dime

Landed in Clarksdale with a prewar in my prime

I played all the way down they sure don't give a damn

Prayed all the way home just feeling like a lamb

I've got the blues, lord got the blues so bad

I've got the blues, lord got the blues so bad

Left my home with stars in my eyes

Fell down the coast in and out with the tides

Till I stood at the crossroads led there by a myth

Tried to break on through to the other side like this

I've got the blues, lord got the blues so bad

I've got the blues, lord got the blues so bad

A man did emerge with a long black beard

Took my guitar tunes it up, disappeared

I've got the blues, lord got the blues so bad

I've got the blues, lord got the blues so bad

Now the women adore me, my side of the deal

But nature abhors me, a soul I can't conceal

I look back to the crossroads, lord knows I've been had

So I'm singing the blues, I've got the blues so bad