Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mother Blues, artist - Ray Wylie Hubbard. Album song The Grifter's Hymnal, in the genre Кантри
Date of issue: 25.03.2012
Record label: Bordello
Song language: English
Mother Blues |
When I was a young man |
About 21 years old y’all |
All I wanted was a stripper girlfriend |
And a Gold Top Les Paul |
Be careful of the things you wish for |
You might get 'em |
There was a night club in Dallas |
Called Mother Blues |
It’s where Lightning Hopkins played |
And Freddy King even payed some dues |
All the dealers and gamblers |
And young white hipsters, they all made the scene |
The girl at the door who checked ID’s |
Was just 16 |
Aw, it was not a place for law biding citizens |
Jackie Jones he had 'em a habit, he just couldn’t stop |
Aaid give me 500 dollars |
And I’ll sell you my Les Paul God Top |
I drove my daddy’s car down to Ross Avenue |
And I sold it |
I guess I should have told him |
He eluded to the police someone stole it |
It was just the first of many bad decisions |
I was to make for the next 20 years |
Oh, but I had me a guitar |
Everybody knows |
That the real nightlife |
Begins after the clubs close |
What they call after hours |
It’s 2 a.m. and everybody’s gone |
But the band, the dealers and Jack Jones |
And then the girls from the landing strip club come over |
After they put their clothes back on |
So I’m at Ma Blues and I’m sitting on an amp |
I’m playing «Twist and Shout» |
And this tall drink of water walks in |
Like she might have to shoot her way out |
She come up to me and she said |
«You know anything good on that guitar?» |
I didn’t say nothing, I just kept on playing |
She said, «Have you ever heard this song |
Called Polk Salad Annie?» |
I just kept playing |
She said, «Every time I hear that song |
My insides feel like warm butter |
And I just wanna take off my clothes |
And dance around in my underwear» |
I said, «Down in Louisiana |
Where the alligator grow so mean» |
That’s all I knew of it and it was enough |
So we hit it off, me and this dancer |
We hit it off like a metaphor |
Like a metaphor for a hydrogen bomb |
We was enriched uranium, super critical mass |
We was a chain reaction, it was love and lust |
Aw, mostly lust but a mutual attraction |
So there I was boys at 21 years old, I had it all |
I had a fine stripper girlfriend and a Gold Top Les Paul |
Aw, the future, it looked promising |
Oh but there were dark clouds on the horizon |
She was a beautiful girl |
But she liked to drink Tequila and that ain’t all |
I come home 4 or 5 times |
And she pawned my Les Paul |
We broke up and she went to Hollywood |
She married an actor |
She got a job dancing on the Hudson Brothers TV show |
And modern lipstick from Max Factor |
I got over her, I’m glad she done alright |
I’m glad she done alright, oh yes, I am |
Well now me, I never busted through the gates |
Into the big time as a rock and roll star |
For 40 years I just carried around an old Gold Top guitar |
But love and fate are mysterious things |
In this funky old world |
It was 20 years ago I ended up marrying |
That Mother Blues door girl |
We had us a boy, he’s 18 years old now, he’s playing guitar |
He ended up with that Les Paul Gold Top, yes, he did |
Now I don’t know if he’s gonna hang his life on it or not |
But I’m very grateful for the time I get to share the stage with him |
I’m grateful for the time I get to play with musicians |
Like George Reiff and Rick Richards |
I’m grateful that I get to write these old songs |
And travel around the world and play them for people |
And they come out and hear me play |
And the days that I keep my gratitude |
Higher than my expectations |
Well, I have really good days |