Johnny Hilton

Lyrics

Woke up Sunday morning with an ache in my head
Rolled over easy there was something in my bed
It was a woman, I hadn’t never seen before
Slipped on my pants and I walked towards the door
When my wife cam walking in

She threw her arms around me said it’s good to be home
Said she’d tried to call me up on the telephone
Just to tell me, that she was coming sooner than expected
When her eyes rolled around and she looked right at the bed

Well I told her it was not what it appeared to be
That she was just my cousin who came down from Tennessee
She didn’t believe me; she hit me in the head and made my nose bleed
Then she walked on out the door, saying “ I won’t be back no more”

Well that’s the story of the blues
The story of the blues, The story of the blues
Sad but true
The story of the blues, the story of the blues
I hope it never happens to you

Well let me tell you people there’s nothing this poor boy could do
That’s why today I’m sitting here singing these blues
I’m missing my woman, you know she’s got this poor boy running
Feel like I’m falling head first
Going down that road to the blues

Well that’s the story of the blues
The story of the blues, the story of the blues
Sad but true
The story of the blues, the story of the blues
I hope it never happens to you