I Can't Hear Nothing But The Blues (Album Version)

I Can't Hear Nothing But The Blues (Album Version) - Albert King

My mother and father

Were great people

Oh what a beautiful memory

Of them

My father used to sing a

Sweet love song

While my mother used sing that soul for him

I guess I'm just a guy with

A different mood

And Lord oh I can't hear

Nothing but the blues

I can't hear nothing

But the blues

A beautiful bird whispering

Down through the trees

I know I just can't dig the sweet melody

I'm so blue and all alone

I just know the hell

Everything is wrong

I'm just a guy with

A different blue yeah

Oh

I can't lord I can't hear nothing

But the blues

Mister bartender

I want you to play the

Jukebox for me

I see I want you to take my last dime

And want you put it on B B

Ray or me

Oh I guess I'm just a guy with

A different mood

Lord oh I can't hear nothing

But the blues

I can't hear you

I can't hear nothing

But the blues

This day would hoping belong