Blues In My Pocket
©2009 By Joey Craig
I give you all of my money baby, and you know I work hard for my pay
But you go downtown a drinking, yeah your drinking my money away
Well Listen up little lady, cause I’ve got something that I’d like to say
(Solo)
Yeh tell me,
What’s going on here? This must be some kind of joke
This place it smells like cigarettes, and you don’t even smoke
What’s going on? Yeah what’s going on?
Well I’ve got your blues in my pocket now
And just like spare change, I’ll give it away
(Solo)
I’ve always tried so hard to make you happy baby,
say why you gotta be doing me so wrong?
Just when it starts to feel like we’re doing real good,
you bring the heartache on so strong
When you take a loving man and make him sing the blues, his love don’t last for very, very long
(Solo)
So tell me,
What’s going on here? This must be some kind of joke
This place it smells like cigarettes, and you don’t even smoke
What’s going on? Yeah I know what’s going on?
And I’ve got your blues in my pocket now
And just like spare change, I’ll give it away
Anybody looking for a handout?