Текст песни My Brand Of Blues

You let me smile, once in a while You change your style, just like a child You make me cry, most all the time You never try, to show you're mine The right to choose my brand of blues That's all you ever give The right to choose which way i lose The right to die or live With the blues, with the blues I feel so low, you hurt me so You seem to know, i'll never go And though you treat me like you do I'll always be a slave to you The right to choose my brand of blues That's all you ever give The right to choose which way i lose The right to die or live With the blues, with the blues