The Blues Came In

I got twenty silk cotton, no light A river full of fish that won't bite I'm happily married but somethin' ain't right That's why they call it the blues Blunt boy fool and washboard Sam Neither of them as blue as I am Memphis Mid and Memphis Slim I'd trade places with her or him, with her or him The blues came in, slept with my wife Cut her to pieces, planted the knife Found me guilty, sentenced to hang If you didn't want the blues Well, you shouldn't have sang, sang, sang Ooh oh, well you shouldn't have sang I won the golden ticket but with no back Paid me in pennies, my heart just sank Had to leave the house in the chief-turned-tap That's why they call it the blues Sunny Boy Williamsons one and two Kept their takings in the sole o' their shoe Notes in the front, coins in the heel I ain't got neither on the real blues deal I'm the real blues deal The blues came in, slept with my wife Cut her to pieces, planted the knife Found me guilty, sentenced to hang If you didn't want the blues Well, you shouldn't have sang, sang, sang Ooh oh, well you shouldn't have sang Pint of Smith, J.B. Lenoir Shot in the stomach, killed in a car With the blues in the room, it gets kinda dark Just stick out your hand and pick up your harp The blues came in, it will knock at your door In the still of the night, with a circular saw A circular saw, a noose for your neck If you see the blues comin', you're hittin' the deck The blues came in, slept with my wife Cut her to pieces, planted the knife Found me guilty, sentenced to hang If you didn't want the blues Well, you shouldn't have sang, sang, sang Ooh oh, well you shouldn't have sang