Licking the Blues

you got me licking the blues you got me chiming a rhyme they are dancing through their shoes stepping together in time my fingers are sore and my voice is lame got my ear to the floor you do the same yeah im singing the blues my feelings are on show my reasons are clear let the volume grow don't show fear man my hands are on fire id dance if i could but im walking the wire im not being rude im just singing the blues got the lights on down low all i hear is my tune yeah im playing it slow to an empty room yeah i got grit in my breath but i like the sound that i confess to my knees on the ground because am a singing the blues you got me licking the blues as the lights come up did they like my news throw a coin in my cup