Lyric The Blues

Burned up in a factory in Springfield Mass.
He s gonna tell you bout his baby brother
Hustlin down the city streets
And selling his ass for a dollar bag
He s gonna tell you bout his Uncle Neddy
Locked up in a prison out in Oregon
He s gonna tell you bout his best friend Eddie
Killed in a bar fight with a pair of Marines
And a sailer
Oh

He s got the blues this boy
Has got the blues
You can hear it in his music
He s got the blues, this boy
He s got the blues
You can hear it, you can hear it

When I was nine years old
My daddy ran away
With a woman he met on a train, oh
His little boy
Ran to the room
Where his piano
Lay in wait for him
He played and he played
He played and he played

He s got the blues, this boy
Has got the blues
You can hear it, you can hear it
He s got the blues, this boy
Has got the blues

A year ago I met a girl
I thought we d hit a massive groove
But she dumped me
And all we d hit were the blues

He s got the blues, this boy
He s got the blues
You can hear it in his music
He s got the blues, this boy
Has really got the blues