| When my baby leave me, there’s nothing I can do
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| I pick up my guitar, then I play a little blues or two
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| Now, a man needs somebody, I ain’t no different from the rest
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| My baby, when she leave me, ah, my whole life is in a mess
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| Just me and my guitar
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| I play the blues for you, baby
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| No matter where you are
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| I like to start out easy, just to get that feel
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| When I feel restrained, you know I make it for real
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| Then I put some hot sauce on it, and I play for time or two
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| And love you, baby, and I don’t care what you do, baby
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| Ah, me and my guitar
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| I play the blues for you, baby
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| No matter where you are, alright?
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| Listen to me
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| Satisfaction don’t come easy, you gotta get on to make it good
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| The way I make my guitar sing, just like my woman should
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| She never talks back to me like some women do
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| I feel so sad and lonesome when I play this lowdown blues, hey
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| Hey, me and my guitar
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| I play the blues for you, baby
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| No matter where you are, alright?
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| Oh, baby, just me and my guitar
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| I play the blues for my baby
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| No matter where you are |