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Low Down Momma

I got me the low down blues baby, The way down low blues Singing in the rain ain't a thing I can do now, Don't you know I've got it bad So badly do I miss the wisp of lovely, So much so, I've missed the candy corn On the way back from the grocery store, No happy All Hallows Eve, No rocking in the chair on the porch Cuz the way I feel is the lowest low The highest mountain is invisible to me. I got me the low down blues baby, Don't you forget the way it feels Cuz it feels like the storm struck And left its mark on you, On your soul and heart Ne'er to depart from the low downs; You can't get up from those Them days is cold as ice in your veins Or tea stains on your whitest shirt That no man can erase, So you must suffer the case!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2020




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Date: 10/22/2020 7:03:00 PM
Hope this isn't real Kathy. It's sad when were blue. There is always tomorrow I'm not saying tomorrow would be better but anyday in the future is better than what you felt when you wrote this piece. Hugs.
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Kathy Anderson
Date: 10/23/2020 5:34:00 PM
Thank you, Michael. Yes, I'm feeling blue. Many reasons and for many seasons. I know, tomorrow is always better, at least there is some hope.
Date: 10/22/2020 6:12:00 PM
loved the candy corn reference. So fitting for this season . You really brought the blues style!
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Kathy Anderson
Date: 10/23/2020 5:33:00 PM
Love the blues style and it fits my mood of late. Thank you, Andrea.

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