I've got blues

Them ole crazy blues

Them ole crazy blues won't leave me alone

I've sat here and I've cried

I've sat here and I've moaned

If it wasn't for my man I wouldn't have these blues

He up and left me for that prostitute down the side of the road

I'll show him

I'll show him when I jump out this window and my body is beaten and my bones are broken and my blood is spilling down Renaissance Avenue.