Letras
Yeah, it was a thundering and thundering and lightening,
You know the day this poor boy was born,
I ain't never known nuthin' but your troubles,
you know your trouble, and your hate and scorn.
You know my daddy, lord, he died in a train wreck,
yeah, my momma, she was born to lose.
You know my middle name is Natural Born Trouble,
yeah, and my last name it is the blues,
oh yeah, my last name it is the blues.
Whaaa-hooooooo
(nice solo)
I see the cold light a-comin' from the window,
yeah, of you warm forty-thousand dollar home.
Oh yeah, but I don't need you people
because the Blues they was meant to roam, oh yeah.
The Blues they was meant to roam.
Well now hunger is my companion,
cold and pain they know my cry.
Oh yeah you people you can pray for salvation,
Yeah, but the Blues don't never die, no no.
But the Blues don't never die.
Cuz it was a thundering and thundering and lightening,
you know the day this poor boy was born.
I ain't never known nuthin' but your trouble,
You know your trouble, and your hate and scorn.
You know my daddy, lord, he died in a train wreck,
You know my Momma, she died a fool.
You know my middle name is Natural Born Trouble, lord.
And my last name it is The Blues. Oh yeah.
And my last name it is The Blues.