Got them black and blues weighing down on me
Got them black and blues and I ain't never gonna be free
'Cause my man, he be drinkin', and black and blue all I'm ever gonna be
Well, black and blues are the color of my shame
Yeah, black and blues since I took that man's last name
Got myself drunk on his sweet words, have only my fool self to blame
Promised the preacher I'd love that man til death do us part
I promised the preacher I'd keep that man til death do us part
Some days I be so low, feel like I'm already dead down in my heart
I'm singin' the black and blues 'cause my man done hurt me again
Singin' the black and blues 'cause I'm black and blue again
Gettin' so tired of singin' this same song, these black and blues have gotta end
Well, I'm leavin' town, don't have the black and blues no more
Got my suitcase packed, don't have those black and blues no more
Last night my man was drinkin', shot him when he came through the bedroom door
Yeah, those black and blues ain't never gonna bother me
Oh Lord, them black and blues, I'm finally free
submitted for Form Monday-The Blues at One Stop Poetry by lola "myopic mango" mouse
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Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash. Leonard Cohen
10 comments:
ha...got a little dixie chicks in you eh? smiles. a serious write, scary reality...lyrical for sure...
Well you nailed it! (ehr or shot it as the case may be) but it's a great woman's blues song with all the classic elements. There are several songs named black and blue some with this inference and some more jazzy. I guess the connotation of being bruised and broken-hearted is classic but you certainly did an excellent piece here. Brava!
Ouch. Black and Blues. Straight to the heart with this one. Thank you for sharing.
Very powerful post! So many will relate to them black and blues you was feelin...
you have the blues going on strong...
I'm impressed by the style and the story
Perfect. Sad and happy and up and down. Just like the blues! Made me want to break out my harmonica and sing along!
Well, I am a poor friend, because I came her to read and comment on your blues poem, but now that I am here, I can't concentrate on it cos I am still cracking up over the Savage Chickens cartoon on the sidebar. I wonder if MY poetry sucks, too??? LOL.
I liked it, 'Lil Lola Mouse. :)
Well, that's one way to rid oneself of the black and blues. Very nicely done.
And damn you Fireblossom! My eyes peripherally caught your comment and of course I had to look. Now I've lost the feeling of what I wanted to say - lol!
I can hear the bluesy music that goes with these words...
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