BAD CASE OF THE BLUES

Linda Martell - 1969




Livin' and a-workin' in the city, I thought I was a big girl
Aw, I felt so smart and my own life I could choose
So then Smartie found herself a city guy who one night said he loves her
And the next night he leaves her sittin' with a bad case of the blues

Yoodle-lay-eee-heee-heee-heee-heee, aah-hah
If I really was a smart girl I could turn him to me
Yoodle-lay-eee-heee-heee-heee-heee, aah-hah
Instead a-sittin' and a-cryin' with a bad case o' the blues

I took myself out to the country to see my Mother
She said, "What no-good man has got my lovin' little child's heart stole?"
I said, "Mama, he tells me that he loves me and then he's out with another,
And he's got me right down to the last square on the checker board"

Yoodle-lay-eee-heee-heee-heee-heee, aah-hah
Little country girl done got hooked on a barbed wire love
Yoodle-lay-eee-heee-heee-heee-heee, aah-hah
And she can't get loose from this bad case of the blues

And she can't get loose from this bad case of the blues


(Transcribed by Mel Priddle - April 2010)