Lyrics:

Well its four oclock in the morning
and Im knocking on your door
She says shes tired of me
Dont want me here no more

She said stop your pissin and moanin and groanin
go sleep outside with them dogs
Now honey let me please explain
cause I didnt mean you no wrong

I didnt mean to hurt you baby
Wouldnt do that to you
She said bite your lip, now, sweet child
Youre the bastard son of a thousand blues

Well my Daddy was gone by the day I was born
And my Mama I have never seen
I was born in the back of a black Cadillac
And raised by a Gypsy queen

And as a child I was hell gone wild
Raised in the eye of a storm
By the time I was ten I was doing time again
Cause I knew what that gun was for

Chorus:
No, no, no, Im the bastard son of a thousand blues
No, no, no, Dont know what Im going to do
No, no, no, Im the bastard son of a thousand blues
No, no, no, Tell me, mama, what Im going to do

Ladies have come and ladies have gone
But theres one I remember quite well
Years have gone past, but her memory lasts
But the story I cannot tell

Well Ive lived and Ive lied
And Ive loved and Ive tried
To put my soul to good use

Guess Im shit out of luck
Cause that name, it just stuck
Im the bastard son of a thousand blues, dig

Chorus, out