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My Blues Are Being Picked Apart
Today I am pulled from everywhere, don't know which way to go Like a kite with no string for the wind to blow Don't know which way to go Lawdy Miss Clawdy, come cleanse my soul Alcohol has poisoned my red heart It is hard to pick when your blues are picked apart What do you do when there is no beginning and no end No family to call, no help from a best friend I said no help from a best friend If no beginning or no end, where do I start There is all cheap meanings to life when your blues are picked apart So she left again mad, third time this week I tell her don't call so we don't have to speak I get out my home made hooch from under the sink I am saying that my home made hooch is good enough to drink After a little booze, everyone is wise, everyone has smarts Your senses are fogged when your blues are being picked apart Since my future is dim and dark, no sunglasses for me Another bottle polished off, another drunk's story I guess I don't need anyone to check on me, or my well being Playing my guitar all day, fingertips now bleeding What I yearn for can't be bought at K Mart The helpless feeling you get when your blues are being picked apart
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