I Got the Blues
The bills are doubled, my rent is due, my body aches I got the blues.
My car is wrecked, my son need shoes; what a day to have the blues.
My man is gone; I feel so alone. Now that I'm married; I can't call Tyrone.
Oh me, oh my; what am I to do?
This day, today I got the blues.
Call on grandma, but that just ain't right.
What about momma; you know she's tight.
Lord knows I got the blues tonight.
The preacher said, "in times like these; in prayer is where
we should be. I'm calling you Jesus, "HELP ME PLEASE".
Take this burden, for it's too heavy for me.
Copyright © Katrina Jones | Year Posted 2020
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