Those Low Down Dirty Blues Again
Those low down dirty blues again
remind me ‘bout bad times I knew,
when tears poured down like driving rain.
Those low down dirty blues again
that make me sing a sad refrain
‘cause deep inside’s so dark and blue.
Those low down dirty blues again
remind me ‘bout bad times I knew.
Don’t let them take what’s left of me;
it’s all I got, just help me live.
So strum it down now, set me free;
don’t let them take what’s left of me.
Just play it hard, don’t want to see
that pain is all life has to give.
Don’t let them take what’s left of me,
it’s all I got, just help me live.
Entry into contest sponsored by Michael J. Falotico
Contest Name: What Songwriter or writers Inspire you????
Eric Clapton, hands down. That man knows how to sing and play the blues.
Poem is based on his song: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q3wX1wn-0go
Copyright © Lucretia Crouse | Year Posted 2012
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