No Escape From The Blues

Well someone made a mistake
When they said life was a bowl of fruit
You know I had to go downtown
And pawn my last suit
You know I was born to lose
For me there isn’t no escape from the blues
You know I haven’t seen or heard from my woman
Since the last day I got paid
She said son if you haven’t got no money
I m not going to hang around and be your maid
Well I broke down hungry
I got to go out to the well yard
I got to get myself a food stamp
So I can buy myself a cup of coffee
You know I had worn out my shoes
And now I’m wearing out my socks
Well I am not got no rent to pay, no rent to pay
They’re changing my front door locks