Bathing In a Blues Bubblebath
listening to the blues right now
the crackling of the 78s take me away
i feel the pain of robert, charley, son, blind lemon, and big bill
i take in the honesty of sonny boy, tommy, arthur, and huddy
i then pick myself up and muster the strength to move forward and face the day
in reality i just want to crawl up in a ball and get right back up in the bed
however my stomach reminds me that i have responsibilities and promises to keep
putting away the blues just for now
however when the pain hits me again, i am coming back to my hurtin' pain reliever
Copyright © Marty King | Year Posted 2015
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