Poor Chicken
Rwoods
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It's like when you've got 50 cents in a Wall Street world
You are not the craziest guy but the poor chicken who goes meet the sharks
But John got this kind of light despite his fears
Oh thank you Aretha, and Crosby for the tears
Tell me what the blues is, tell me what the blues is, yeah
Tell me what the blues is, tell me what the blues is, yeah
She came without a warning, Mary Jane, she sticks around
Many things need to be done but the poor chicken doesn't know where he's going
But John got this kind of light, he stays on course
And no one can really judge, may the force gonna be with us
Tell me what the blues is, tell me what the blues is, yeah
Tell me what the blues is, tell me what the blues is, yeah
Tell me what the blues is, tell me what the blues is, yeah
Tell me what the blues is, tell me what the blues is, yeah
Too far everybody wants try
Too dark and too much in the mind, yes it's
A shape of a messy blue kind
But nothing can compare to you, love too
Tell me what the blues is, tell me what the blues is, yeah
Tell me what the blues is, tell me what the blues is, yeah
Tell me what the blues is, tell me what the blues is, yeah
Tell me what the blues is, tell me what the blues is, yeah
Tell me what the blues is, tell me what the blues is, yeah
Tell me what the blues is, tell me what the blues is, yeah