My First Blues

My First Blues

I remember it like the first time I felt blues I said, I remember so well yeah The first time I felt blues

I remember listening to my mom's records I remember singing those sad songs Oh, and how, oh, how that man played his guitar Soon everyone joined in on guitars Oh, and he sang with all his might

You never understood so much pain This is a favor to you You are my first taste of blues Oh Yeah, we were young and naive, baby I'll never forget my first taste of blues

Wake me up, tell me you love me Don't want anyone else Oh, summer 1989 I'll never forget No You were my best friend I'll never forget my first taste of blues from you, baby