I make my living feeling rotten,
but I feel good when I play blues
I make my living feeling rotten, but I feel good when I play blues
In this world of contradictions, man what can a poor boy do?
Some folks say you can't sing blues, when you're feeling good.
I'm just feeling lousy... I knock on wood
I make my living feeling rotten, but I feel good when I play blues
In this world of contradictions, man what can a poor boy do?
I guess the worst things get
the better they must be
this mixed up way of thinking man, is killing me
I make my living feeling rotten but I feel good when i play blues yes I do
in this world of contradictions what can a poor boy do
yeah, what can I do ohyeah wooooooooo
well if I feel a little bit better
I'll probably go broke
It' enough to give a man the blues and man that ain't no joke
I make my living feeling rotten I feel good when I play blues
Well in this world of contradictions What can a poor boy do