B Street Blues / Car Won’t Go

Big Blue Blues

By NP Tiedemann
Lyrics NP Tiedemann, Dave Schaefer, Chris Chesna
   

Never picked no cotton
Plantation never my home
Lost no sweat on the Delta
Ain’t done no one no harm

Never been in no jailhouse
Never done no time
Ain’t no Lemon Johnson
And I ain’t blind

Well you go on and tell me
that I can’t sing the blues
Just wanna ask you
who is it makes all the rules
Don’t hurt you to listen
you got nothin’ to lose

Never shot a man in Memphis
I drive an SUV
I work for a hi-tech firm
And its worryin’ me

I use a cell phone
A computer too
You tell me I can’t sing the blues
For all these things I do

Still you go on and tell me
that I can’t sing the blues
Don’t hurt you to listen
you got nothin’ to lose
Come on cut me a break
just wanna sing the blues

Instrumental section

Keep spinnin’ my wheels along
I’ve gone so many ways
Should’a listened to mamma’s words
but who knows these days

Gettin’ Older but I ain’t dead
Still got somethin’ to say
Ain’t nobody listenin’ to me
Don’t hear a word I say

Well you go on and tell me
that I can’t sing the blues
Just wanna ask you
who is it makes all the rules
Don’t hurt you to listen
you got nothin’ to lose

Never shot a man in Memphis
I drive an SUV
I work for a hi-tech firm
It’ll be the death of me

Still you go on and tell me
that I can’t sing the blues
Don’t hurt you to listen
you got nothin’ to lose
Come on cut me a break
just wanna sing the blues