Lyrics Livin' Blues

Livin' Blues

Spoonful

It could be a spoonful of diamonds,

Could be a spoonful of gold,

Just a little spoon of your precious love,

Satisfy my soul.

Men lied about a little,

Some of them cried about little,

Some of them died about a little spoon,

Everything fightin' about a spoonful,

That spoon, that spoon, that

It could be a spoonful of coffee,

Could be a spoonful of tea,

But a little spoon of your precious love,

Good enough for me.

Men lied about that,

Some of them died about that,

Some of them cried about that,

Everybody fightin' about a spoonful,

That spoon, that spoon, that

It could be a spoonful of water,

Save you from the desert sand,

But one spoon of lead from my forty-five,

Save you from another man.

Men lied about that,

Some of them cried about that,

Some of them died about that,

Everybody fightin' about a spoonful,

That spoon, that spoon, that

That spoon, dat spoon, dat spoonful.