Lyrics Seven Day Blues - Ida Cox

Seven Day Blues

I think about my daddy, who’s many miles away
Every Tuesday mornin', whiskey is all I crave (2x)
The blues and booze are goin’to carry me to my grave
Wednesdays and Thursdays I try to wear the blues away (2x)
But when you get 'em about your daddy, they really come to stay
Every Friday people, is always my bad luck day (2x)
That’s the day my man packed up and went away
I woke up Saturday mornin', tryin’to find my man (2x)
I ain’t got nobody to lend me a helpin’hand