Crazy Blues

The door slammed, you walked away
His arm around you, I heard you say
"I never loved him, I love, but you"
Lord, these cra-a-a-a-azy blues

I'm going downtown to buy a gun
Gimme that long, black, shiny one
I'm gonna end it, my trouble's loose
Lord, these cra-a-a-a-azy blues

I made you my queen, both night and day
Snap your little finger and I'd be your slave
You didn't wanna wear the crown, didn't wanna be queen
You got the kind of lovin' makes me wanna scream

So roll me over, roll me slow
The wounds that I made, they hurt me so
The wounds that you made, they hurt me too
And Lord, these cra-a-a-a-azy blues

I made you my queen, both night and day
Snap your little finger and I'd be your slave
You didn't wanna wear the crown, didn't wanna be queen
You got the kind of lovin' makes me wanna scream

So roll me over, oh, roll me slow
The wounds that I made, they hurt me so
The wounds that you made, they hurt me too
And Lord, these cra-a-a-a-, cra-a-a-azy blues



Credits
Writer(s): J. P. Richardson
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