's no use No way you can beat it Your messin' with the power of the blues Your messin' with the power of the blues Power of the blues
It's a long way from home, Can't sleep at night. Call on your telephone; Something just ain't right. That's evil, evil is going on wrong. I want to warn
I can't quit you, baby But I've got to put you down for awhile You know I can't quit you, baby But I've got to put you down for awhile Well, you messed
It serves me right to suffer It serves me right to be alone It serves me right to suffer It serves me right to be alone You see I'm living in the memory
it's no use No way you can beat it Your messin' with the power of the blues Your messin' with the power of the blues Power of the blues
that's why I play the blues. That's why I play the blues. That's why I play the blues. That's why, that's why I play the blues.
Have you sit and wonder, what in the world went wrong? Have you sit and wonder, wonder why it all went wrong? When you try to find a reason, why oh blues
What is it that you want What is it that you need Are you gonna take everything Do you wanna see me bleed What is it that you're looking for Do you
If I feel this way tomorrow, gonna make my getaway If I feel this way tomorrow, gonna have to make my getaway Too much worries and troubles, I just
