Ain't got no money to pay the rent
Ain't got no groceries & my woman done up and split
Don't know what I'm gonna do
I think I'll
Sit right here and play the blues
Ain't got no place to call my own
Ain't got no time left on my telephone
I got the time to do as I choose
But I think I'll
Sit right here and play the blues
The blues ain't nothin'
But a good man feelin' bad
Thinkin' 'bout his troubles
Or the woman he once had
Come Monday mornin' I'm gonna leave this town
Find another cutie that wants me around
Maybe even write a new tune
'Cause I'm gonna
Sit right there and play the blues
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