The Last Blues Song

I've been cryin' and my-oh-my-in'

Since he's been gone.

But I've done some thinkin'

And it's starting to sink in

That life goes on.

So if you're somebody

Who's feeling sorry for yourself

Better sing along

Cause this is gonna be

The last blues song.

Now a little bitty fit

Of self pity

Can really sing.

But it keeps on growin'

And you know woe-woe-in'

Don't change a thing.

So if you're a person

Who's hooked on hurtin' on yourself

Better sing along

Cause this is gonna be

The last blues song.

Woe, woe, woe, woe,

Woe, woe, woe, woe

My oh my

Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea

I'm fit to die.

Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby

Please don't go'.

Papa I think I'm getting' high

On feeling, low woe woe woe woe woe woe

So all you losers, you full time blues-ers

Get out of bed

Don't you go and give in

Don't you give up on livin'

Before you're dead.

Come on now brother,

If you've been motherin' yourself

Better sing along

Cause this is gonna be

This is gonna be

The last blues song.