Bastard Son Of A Thousand Blues-Poison

　　　 Artist：poison Songs Title：bastard son of a thousand blues Album by: Native Tongue Artist by: Poison Well its four oclock in the morning And Im knocking on your door She says shes tired of me Dont want me here no more She said stop your pissin and moanin and groanin Go sleep outside with them dogs Now honey let me please explain Cause I didnt mean you no wrong I didnt mean to hurt you baby Wouldnt do that to you She said bite your lip, now, sweet child Youre the bastard son of a thousand blues Well my daddy was gone by the day I was born And my mama I have never seen I was born in the back of a black cadillac And raised by a gypsy queen And as a child I was hell gone wild Raised in the eye of a storm By the time I was ten I was doing time again Cause I knew what that gun was for No, no, no, Im the bastard son of a thousand blues No, no, no, dont know what Im going to do No, no, no, Im the bastard son of a thousand blues No, no, no, tell me, mama, what Im going to do Ladies have come and ladies have gone But theres one I remember quite well Years have gone past, but her memory lasts But the story I cannot tell Well Ive lived and Ive lied And Ive loved and Ive tried To put my soul to good use Guess Im sh*t out of luck Cause that name, it just stuck Im the bastard son of a thousand blues, dig