Blues My Naughty Sweetie Gives To Me-Samoa Wilson/Maria Muldaur

Blues My Naughty Sweetie Gives To Me - Jim Kweskin Written by：Bilinmiyor There are blues that you get from loneliness And there are blues That you get from pain And there are blues when you are lonely For your one and only The blues you can never explain And there are blues That you get from sleepless nights Woke but the meanest blues that be They're the blues that I've got on my mind I mean the ones that are the meanest kind They're blues my naughty sweetie gives to me Let's hear it now There are blues you get from women When you see 'em goin' swimmin' And you haven't got a bathin' suit yourself And there are blues that start much quicker When you're drinking lots of liquor And somebody goes and takes it off the shelf And there are blues you get when everything's in hock When your girlfriend doesn't answer when you knock And there are blues you get from gettin' in a taxicab And frettin' every time you hear the bumper jump the clock And there are blues you get from tryin' To keep your uncle bill from dyin' And he afterwards forgets you in his will And there are blues you get from kisses When you're walkin' with your missus and another baby shouts hi Bill But the blues that make you hop and really stop And shake and shiver The blues that make you want to go And end it in the river They're the blues my naughty sweetie gives to me oh yeah They're blues my sweetie gives to me