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Well it's four o'clock in the morning and I'm knocking on your door She says she's tired of me Don't want me here no more She said stop your pissin' and moanin' and groanin' go sleep outside with them dogs Now honey let me please explain cause I didn't mean you no wrong I didn't mean to hurt you baby Wouldn't do that to you She said bite your lip, now, sweet child You're the bastard son of a thousand blues Well my Daddy was gone by the day I was born And my Mama I have never seen I was born in the back of a black Cadillac And raised by a Gypsy queen And as a child I was hell gone wild Raised in the eye of a storm By the time I was ten I was doing time again Cause I knew what that gun was for Chorus: No, no, no, I'm the bastard son of a thousand blues No, no, no, Don't know what I'm going to do No, no, no, I'm the bastard son of a thousand blues No, no, no, Tell me, mama, what I'm going to do Ladies have come and ladies have gone But there's one I remember quite well Years have gone past, but her memory lasts But the story I cannot tell Well I've lived and I've lied And I've loved and I've tried To put my soul to good use Guess I'm sh!t out of luck Cause that name, it just stuck I'm the bastard son of a thousand blues, dig Chorus, out
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