An' I'm knockin' on her door
She said she's tired of me
Don't want me here no more
She said, "Stop your p*****', moanin' and groanin'
Or 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
I wouldn't do that to you
She said, "Bite your lip, now, sweet child
You're the b****** 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
Oh no no, I'm the b****** son of a thousand blues
Oh no no, don't know what I'm gonna do
Oh no no, I'm the b****** son of a thousand blues
Oh no no, tell me mama, what am I gonna 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 stories 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 s*** out of luck
'Cause that name, it just stuck
I'm the b****** son of a thousand blues, dig
Oh no no, I'm the b****** son of a thousand blues
Oh no no, don't know what I'm gonna do
Oh no no, I'm the b****** son of a thousand blues
Oh no no, tell me, what am I gonna do?
Oh no no, I'm the b****** son of a thousand blues
Oh no no, I don't know, what am I gonna do?
Oh no no, b-b-b******'s, b******'s son, b****** son, baby
Oh no no, I don't know what I'm gonna do
Oh no no, I'm the b******, b******, bad, bad (?)
I'm the b******, I'm the b****** son of a thousand blues
An' I'm knockin' on her door
She said she's tired of me
She said she's tired of me
Don't want me here no more
She said, "Stop your p*****', moanin' and groanin'
Or 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
I wouldn't do that to you
She said, "Bite your lip, now, sweet child
You're the b****** 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
Oh no no, I'm the b****** son of a thousand blues
Oh no no, don't know what I'm gonna do
Oh no no, I'm the b****** son of a thousand blues
Oh no no, tell me mama, what am I gonna 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 stories 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 s*** out of luck
'Cause that name, it just stuck
I'm the b****** son of a thousand blues, dig
Oh no no, I'm the b****** son of a thousand blues
Oh no no, don't know what I'm gonna do
Oh no no, I'm the b****** son of a thousand blues
Oh no no, tell me, what am I gonna do?
Oh no no, I'm the b****** son of a thousand blues
Oh no no, I don't know, what am I gonna do?
Oh no no, b-b-b******'s, b******'s son, b****** son, baby
Oh no no, I don't know what I'm gonna do
Oh no no, I'm the b******, b******, bad, bad (?)
I'm the b******, I'm the b****** son of a thousand blues
An' I'm knockin' on her door
She said she's tired of me