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BB’s Got The Blues

Peter Mayer/Mac McAnally/Vincent Varvel

Still remember that greasy kid
Sneakin’ in the back door of Jimmy’s Downtown Blues
That joint could rock the night away
He’d sit and watch the old man play and say…
I wanna be just like you

So Daddy brought home an old guitar
To keep his mind off girls and cars
BB played all night and day
Daddy said what’ve I done when BB came home
Said the boys in the band they want me to play

Chorus
BB’s got the blues
The art of knowin’ how to lose boy
He showed this old town what it means to get down
And be glad when they do
Everything must change they say
I’m here to tell you that some things never do
Well it may not make the news,
But BB’s got the Blues

Juked that joint ten nights a week
Must’ve played a hundred New Years Eves
Made himself a name
Fell in love with Sweet Marlene
A wild wild year went by and a baby came

Oh with all the luck and all the chance
You still can fall to circumstance
What goes up comes crumblin’ down
Spent his money spent his time spent his love
Livin’ that lonesome sound

Chorus
BB’s got the blues
The art of knowin’ how to lose boy
That old lonesome sound when you’re all the way down
But still ringin’ true
Everything must change they say
I’m here to tell you that some things never do
Well it may not make the news,
But BB’s got the Blues

He used to say,
Take me when I’m young while I’m still havin’ fun
Wanna burn right up until the livin is done
He lived out his song and now that he’s gone
I wish he would play it again

Everything must change they say
I’m here to tell you that some things never do
Well it may not make the news,
But BB’s got the Blues