Cigarettes, I'm all alone with my smoke and ashes
Cigarettes, I'm all alone with my smoke and ashes
I'm a street walker, in my "love for sale" shoes
Who? Who am I? I am the blues
Knocking on my door, I can't see God shining
I can't see God shining I can't see God shining
I guess I can't see too much, no more

Baby because I am the blues I am the blues
Run down the streets of calico 'n
Don't tell the sky, they're blue
Just give me who Who am I?
I am the blues I am the blues
Baby because I am the blues

Soothe me Horn's warm red love making - Funky music
Soothe me Horn's warm red love making - Funky music
For some girl crying in her love for sale shoes
Who? Who is she? She is the blues

I need to see a friend
All I do is wonder All I do is wonder
All I do is wonder when the hell the thunder will end
Baby because I am the blues I am the blues
Run down the streets of calico 'n
Don't tell the sky, they're blue
Just give me who Who am I?
I am the blues I am the blues
Baby because I am the blues 'n I tell myself
Right on
Right on
Right on
Right on
Right on
Woo
Right on
Right on
Blue

Run down the streets of calico 'n
Don't tell the sky, they're blue
Just give me who Who am I?
I am the blues I am the blues
Just a lot of blues, come down on me today