Ask me who was the first man To make a fire in the night I don't know Oh Lord I don't know Ask me who thought of using A candle for a light I don't know Oh Lord I don't know
But ask me how does a man feel When he's got the blues And I'd say Misused abused down-hearted and blue Know the reason I know this Is cause the blues is all I was left with
Ask me why does a man Have to reach beyond his need I don't know Lord have mercy I don't know And ask me why does a tree Have to shed its leaves I don't know Lord have mercy I don't know
Ask me how does a man feel When he's got the blues And I'd say Misused abused down-hearted and blue Know the reason I know this Is cause the blues is all I was left with
Oh I could tell you how it feels When you got a dirty deal I could even tell you how it hurts When you been stepped on And treated just like dirt
Ask me why do all good things Have to come to an end I don't know Lord have mercy I don't know You see Ask me nothin but about the blues The blues is all that I was left with Oh I could tell you how it feels When you got a dirty deal Tell you how it hurts When you been stepped on and stepped on And stepped on and treated just like dirt
Ask me nothin but about the blues The blues is all that I was left withTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
