Lady Blues

Cry it mama, cry the blues of a distant night
And that ship of slaves bringing you to the brothel
Where they call you, they call you Lady Blues
Give me Lady give, give me Lady give the Blues

And give me Lady, Lady
Give me Lady, give
Give me Lady, give the blues

Tortured soul, you cry the blues
For being just a slave to this guy who lives off you and
Under his bleeding sword of blues
You give your body, oh Lady, you give your blues

Without expectations, oh poor Lady Blues
You go through life
Trying not to be what you are, but there's no way out
Oh poor Lady Blues, your home is the brothel
Oh Lady, your cry is a blues