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Baby's Got the Blues - H.C. McEntire
Lyrics by：H.C. McEntire
Composed by：H.C. McEntire
Produced by：H.C. McEntire/Nicholas Petersen
I held on to the bottle
Swung my neck out like a crane
Mama I buried the revolver
I danced in the rain
Still just like a child
When they say your name
Do you see it in my face in my face
All the lines just turn the same all the same
Do you see it
Allegiant to the teething
Of a hundred surrogates
They lead me right into the water
They lead me over the cliffs
I'm asking for the shepherd
I came here for the myth
Do you see it in my hips in my hips
Oh it is now what it is what it is
Do you see it
The tellin' ain't told gently
So pay your tab and pay your dues
The dogwood and the chicory
And a silent wood stove flue
Your baby's got the blues just like you
Your baby's got the blues
You'll find me in the hollow
Dosing anything that might
Make the map look any smaller
Give me a dog in a fight
Call it off or call it God
Call it anything you like
Do you see it in my eyes in my eyes
A levee on the rise on the rise
Do you see it
The tellin' ain't told gently
So pay your tab and pay your dues
The dogwood and the chicory
And a silent wood stove flue
Your baby's got the blues just like you
Your baby's got the blues
