From my childhood where I am now... I aaaaaaain't gonna worry, I'll get by somehow . My momma had 'em, my daddy had 'em, too I -was -born with the blues
I'll tell you somethin' Friend it ain't no joke I would'nt take my past life
For my weight in gold My momma had 'em, my daddy had 'em, too
I was- born with the blues
I'd use my guitar for my pillow
Hollooooow ..logs would be within' my bed
(sonny: oh yes!)
Bluuuuuues, my only companion I had to sing the blues for my meat and bread
Ooooooh yes, I want you to knooooooow I-----begaaaaan to roam
Oooooh roam, me, I come from a broken home My momma had 'em, my daddy had 'em, too
I was born with the blues
(sonny: whaouuuhouh)
Don't believe I'm singin' Juuuuuust look what a hoooole I'm in Don't beliiiiiiiiiieve I love you But what a fool I've been
But I'm not ashamed Ain't that news I am livin' with the blues
(sonny: whaouuuhouh)
No, I...
Rocks was my mother and father's pillow, oh yes Cold ground had to be their beds Blue skiiiiiiies was their blanket And the moonlight was their spread
Oooooh yes You think I'm happy But you dooooon't know my mind Smile on my face My heart's bleeding all the time
But I'm not ashamed Aiiiiiiin't that news I was born with the blues,
one more time
I'm not ashaaaaamed, friends,
Oh ain't that a lot of neeeeews Me and old Sonny's got the blues