I'm a Mississippi boy, with a passion for the blues
Raised in Simpson County I had the blues on my shoes
So I took a walk to Memphis and down to New Orleans
I ended up a meeting me, the cutest little thing
But did she love me for my heart, for all, the world to see

Or did the Blues I sing about come singing back to me

Baby Blue was lovely, Baby Blue was fine
My Baby loved the finer things, the most exquisite wines
Baby loved new dresses, baby loved new shoes
When it gets to diamonds, that's where I lose
But did she love me for my heart, for all, the world to see

Or did the Blues I sing about come singing back to me

You can sing the blues for money; you can sing the blues for fun
Be careful how you sing them, their like a loaded gun
They will shoot you in the heart; tear a hole right through your soul
The surest thing about them is you'll sing them when you're old
Careful what you say and careful what you do
'Cause when you least expect it, the Blues will sing to you