The Last Blues Song

Ive been cryin and my-oh-my-in Since hes been gone. But Ive done some thinkin And its starting to sink in That life goes on. So if youre somebody Whos feeling sorry for yourself Better sing along Cause this is gonna be The last blues song. Now a little bitty fit Of self pity Can really sing. But it keeps on growin And you know woe-woe-in Dont change a thing. So if youre a person Whos hooked on hurtin on yourself Better sing along Cause this is gonna be The last blues song. Woe, woe, woe, woe, Woe, woe, woe, woe My oh my Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea Im fit to die. Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby Please dont go.. Papa I think Im getting high On feeling, low woe woe woe woe woe woe So all you losers, you full time blues-ers Get out of bed Dont you go and give in Dont you give up on livin Before youre dead. Come on now brother, If youve been motherin yourself Better sing along Cause this is gonna be This is gonna be The last blues song.