PLAYING PO' BLUES - by Cbrookrob. (patent pending, all rights reserved, duplication prohibited, etc etc)
My lady done left me, and took my new car
All she left me was my beat up guitar.
All I can say is well Lordy, Lordy, Lordy
Thank God for the internet and thank God for Chordie
The only place I can play
and not have to pay
But don't think I'm outa the woods yet
THE MAN done cut off my Internet!
And I can't get it back cause I ain't got no wealth
Now alls I got to play with is myself
With holes in my pockets and holes in my shoes
I got them lowdown, slowdown, playin' po' blueueueueuussss.