Dad was my hero, God called him away; Mama was lonely and I was afraid. With no one to lean on, I turned to the booze; hard
times come early when you're born with the blues.
Railroads were leaving, and airplanes were in; a great war was brewing, about to begin. Hungry and lonesome, nothing to
lose; raised in a boxcar and born with the blues.
Born with the Blues, trouble in mind; smoking and drinking, by the time I was 9. In debt from the start, still paying my
dues; crazy and lonely, and born with the blues.
In spite of the cocaine, in spite of it all, God gave me a woman to cushion the fall. You're like Paul of the Bible:
spreading good news. A man on a journey born with the blues.
Born with the Blues, trouble in mind; smoking and drinking, by the time I was 9. In debt from the start, still paying my
dues; crazy and lonely, and born with the blues.
Crazy and lonely and born with the blues