Blues Get A Hold
I always told my lovers I was not the jealous type
They could do just what they do and do just what they like
But since I met you baby
Things ain't what they used to be
I'm letting go of myself
Let the blues get a hold on me
Now I don't mind you flirting, honey
You do just what you think
I'll just sit here safely with my hang-ups and my drink, you flirt
Stuck in-between the devil and the deep blue sea
Just letting go of myself
Let the blues get a hold on me
Easy rider, why don't you treat your momma right?
How could you leave me to sing the blues alone at night?
You gotta be lower than low
How could I sink to this degree?
Just letting go of myself
And let the blues get a hold on me
I always told my lovers I was not the jealous type
That they could do just what they do and do just what they like
But since I met you, baby
Things ain't what they used to be
I'm letting go of myself
And let the blues get a hold on me
Letting go of myself
And let the blues get a hold on
Blues get a hold on me
