Well it's four o'clock in the morningand I'm knocking on your doorShe says she's tired of meDon't want me here no moreShe said stop your pissin' and moanin' and groanin'go sleep outside with them dogsNow honey let me please explaincause I didn't mean you no wrongI didn't mean to hurt you babyWouldn't do that to youShe said bite your lip, now, sweet childYou're the bastard son of a thousand bluesWell my Daddy was gone by the day I was bornAnd my Mama I have never seenI was born in the back of a black CadillacAnd raised by a Gypsy queenAnd as a child I was hell gone wildRaised in the eye of a stormBy the time I was ten I was doing time againCause I knew what that gun was forChorus:No, no, no, I'm the bastard son of a thousand bluesNo, no, no, Don't know what I'm going to doNo, no, no, I'm the bastard son of a thousand bluesNo, no, no, Tell me, mama, what I'm going to doLadies have come and ladies have goneBut there's one I remember quite wellYears have gone past, but her memory lastsBut the story I cannot tellWell I've lived and I've liedAnd I've loved and I've triedTo put my soul to good useGuess I'm shit out of luckCause that name, it just stuckI'm the bastard son of a thousand blues, digChorus, out
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Well it's four o'clock in the morning
and I'm knocking on your door
She says she's tired of me
Don't want me here no more
She said stop your pissin' and moanin' and groanin'
go sleep outside with them dogs
Now honey let me please explain
cause I didn't mean you no wrong
I didn't mean to hurt you baby
Wouldn't do that to you
She said bite your lip, now, sweet child
You're the bastard son of a thousand blues
Well my Daddy was gone by the day I was born
And my Mama I have never seen
I was born in the back of a black Cadillac
And raised by a Gypsy queen
And as a child I was hell gone wild
Raised in the eye of a storm
By the time I was ten I was doing time again
Cause I knew what that gun was for
Chorus:
No, no, no, I'm the bastard son of a thousand blues
No, no, no, Don't know what I'm going to do
No, no, no, I'm the bastard son of a thousand blues
No, no, no, Tell me, mama, what I'm going to do
Ladies have come and ladies have gone
But there's one I remember quite well
Years have gone past, but her memory lasts
But the story I cannot tell
Well I've lived and I've lied
And I've loved and I've tried
To put my soul to good use
Guess I'm shit out of luck
Cause that name, it just stuck
I'm the bastard son of a thousand blues, dig
Chorus, out
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