Nothing But The Blues
Album: I Miss You Mississippi
By: Danny Johnson
By: Danny Johnson
Duration
5:10
Genres
Description
I've always wondered why they put pictures of criminals up in the Post Office? What are we supposed to do .. . write to these men? Why don't they just put their pictures on the postage stamps so the mailmen could look for them while they deliver the mail?
Lyrics
Nothing But These Blues I can’t give you lots of money babe I don’t drive a big fine car I don’t even have a place to call my own I don’t dress like no movie star If you stay, I can’t promise love This street is where I live I can’t even you the stars above ‘Cause they’re not…my stars to give My stars to give I can’t give you nothing but these blues Nothing but these blues You deserve someone better babe You deserve to dress in style I wish I could give you all those things That would make you happy…for a little while But all I have, is what I came here with It’s the same thing…I’ll take with me when I go These blues are all I’ve got to give It seems like I’ve passed them on To every one I know I can’t give you nothing but these blues Nothing but these blues I wish I was a rich man babe I wish I was a king But I ain’t no J. Paul Getty girl And all this wishing can’t buy you a single thing All I have, is this man I am This broken down man that you see Even these blues were borrowed baby They’re the only thing my daddy left me He left me with these blues Nothing but these blues He left me with these blues Nothing but these blues He gave me nothing but these blues Nothing but these blues Copyright 2002 Dan Johnson
