Mean blues feel as an imfamy for meMean blues feel as an infamyCruel world pullin’ me downit’s makin’ a hard way for me to seeThree days I haven’t heard from my girlfriendI know somethin’ is wrong . . .She left me for anotherLeft a hole now where my heart belongedThere’s no use for me sayin’I have to let her go . . .Ooooh! But nothin’ from her to come back toMe and blues got me sick and lowDrowned my sorrows with a bottleuntil I lose my mind . . .Drank & drank – Drank the bottom of the East RiverThat’s where my heart feel fine.