Ain't Got Nothing but the Blues
Ain't got the change for a nickel
Ain't got no bounce in my shoes
Ain't got no fancy footwork no more
I ain't got nothing but the blues
Ain't got no coffee brewing
Ain't got no feelings to bruise
Don't have a dream that is working no more
I ain't got nothing but the blues
The band is swinging
The folks are singing
I just can't let my hair down
Believe me, Pruitt
There ain't nothing to it
Since my little baby, she done left this town
Ain't got no rest in my sleep
I don't have no winnings to lose
Ain't got no telephone number no more
I ain't got nothing but the blues
Play the blues
Ain't got no tar for my pickup truck
Ain't got no soles on my shoes
Ain't got no date for the Saturday night
I ain't got nothing but the blues
Ain't got no horse for my saddle
Ain't got no spurs for my boots
Ain't got no reins to hold on to no more
I ain't got nothing but the blues
The band is stomping
Man, they're really romping
I'm sittin' all by my self
Believe me, Bridget
I just can't get with it
Since my little darling put me back on the shell
I ain't got no cash in my pocket
Ain't got my name in who's who
So broke, I can't pay attention no more
I ain't got nothing
I ain't got nothing
I ain't got nothing but the blues, oh Lord (ha-ha)
Ain't got no bounce in my shoes
Ain't got no fancy footwork no more
I ain't got nothing but the blues
Ain't got no coffee brewing
Ain't got no feelings to bruise
Don't have a dream that is working no more
I ain't got nothing but the blues
The band is swinging
The folks are singing
I just can't let my hair down
Believe me, Pruitt
There ain't nothing to it
Since my little baby, she done left this town
Ain't got no rest in my sleep
I don't have no winnings to lose
Ain't got no telephone number no more
I ain't got nothing but the blues
Play the blues
Ain't got no tar for my pickup truck
Ain't got no soles on my shoes
Ain't got no date for the Saturday night
I ain't got nothing but the blues
Ain't got no horse for my saddle
Ain't got no spurs for my boots
Ain't got no reins to hold on to no more
I ain't got nothing but the blues
The band is stomping
Man, they're really romping
I'm sittin' all by my self
Believe me, Bridget
I just can't get with it
Since my little darling put me back on the shell
I ain't got no cash in my pocket
Ain't got my name in who's who
So broke, I can't pay attention no more
I ain't got nothing
I ain't got nothing
I ain't got nothing but the blues, oh Lord (ha-ha)
Credits
Writer(s): Duke Ellington, Don George
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Other Album Tracks
Altri album
- Back On The Highway (Live 1985)
- Great American Radio, Vol. 10 (Live)
- Half a Hundred Years
- There You Go Again (feat. Lyle Lovett)
- Take Me Back to Tulsa (feat. George Strait and Willie Nelson)
- Half a Hundred Years
- Better Times - Single
- Stepping Westward (Sausalito , California '73)
- Hot Rod Lincoln
- You're From Texas
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