Lyrics:

I had to plow with no shoesSpent all of my life hereJust living the bluesLiving the bluesJust living the bluesLiving the bluesJust living the bluesListenMy mama, she was a church ladyHmm, hmmShe used to make my [?]My first guitarOh, living the bluesLiving the bluesLiving the bluesThis is my storyMaybe this is your storyMe and James CottonI love the way he blowsBut when you come alongWe''re singing the bluesLiving the blue y''allLiving the bluesLiving the bluesHey!Living the bluesLiving the bluesLiving the bluesLiving the bluesLiving the bluesLiving the bluesLiving the bluesLiving the bluesIt''s got to be the bluesMy mama she was a church ladyShe''d get down on her knees and prayShe took her [?] child to schoolBut she [?] skipped out on the [?]Living the bluesLiving the bluesLiving the bluesLiving the bluesLiving the bluesLiving the bluesLiving the bluesLiving the bluesLiving the bluesLiving the bluesI played [?]All over the worldAh ha, huh, huh oh, ohhLiving the bluesLiving the bluesJust living the bluesLiving the bluesLiving the bluesYou might also likeEmbed