Well it's four o'clock in the morning
and I'm knocking on your door
She says she's tired of me
Don't want me here no more

She said stop your p___in' and moanin' and groanin'
go sleep outside with them dogs
Now honey let me please explain
cause I didn't mean you no wrong

I didn't mean to hurt you baby
Wouldn't do that to you
She said bite your lip, now, sweet child
You're the b______ 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

Chorus:
No, no, no, I'm the b______ son of a thousand blues
No, no, no, Don't know what I'm going to do
No, no, no, I'm the b______ son of a thousand blues
No, no, no, Tell me, mama, what I'm going to do

Ladies have come and ladies have gone
But there's one I remember quite well
Years have gone past, but her memory lasts
But the story I cannot tell

Well I've lived and I've lied
And I've loved and I've tried
To put my soul to good use

Guess I'm s___ out of luck
Cause that name, it just stuck
I'm the b______ son of a thousand blues, dig

Chorus, out

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