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Buddy Guy Buddy S Blues

to do I sit and cry and I sing the blues I sit and cry and I sing the blues Blues all in my bloodstream Blues all in my home Blues all in my soul I got blues

My love for you is like, is like a sweet refrain Real, real true love, is like a burnin', burnin' flame My love for you will live through storm and rain

Just a little Buddy Guy Oh, I could hear blue Monday callin', oh, but I'm so tired, I don't want you to call my name Oh, I could hear blue Monday,

type of blues tonight, but uh Something, it's alright, something told me tonight to uh Get it like I was gettin' it when I first started And it's

Posse's on Vernor (Yeah, whut) Dumpin' dead bodies behind the Del Ray Cafe, the Posse's on Vernor (Southwest buddy) Fuckin' bitches on the grass in Paton, the Posse's

Parched land no desert sand, sun was just a dot And a little bit of water goes a long way, 'cause it's hot Three good buddies were laughing and smoking

best blue jeans have Skoal rings, we wear our boots to church So rough around the edges it's hard to believe That girls like you love guys like me, yeah Now there's

sleeve And this good looking girl, she was asking my buddy to dance I said, "Jim, don't do it, there's something missing There's fellers dancing and fellers kissing There's

sleeve And this good looking girl, she was asking my buddy to dance I said, "Jim, don't do it, there's something missing There's fellers dancing and fellers kissing There's