Angela Khristin Brown - For Good Times lyrics

Oh, why I feel the blues? Oh, why do I feel the blues? Sound got my legs to wiggling. Sound got my feet to giggling. Oh, why I feel the blues? I have fallen in love with the tune. I have fallen all too soon. I have fallen the month of June. Oh, why I feel the blues? Oh, sly, my time news The rhythmic beats of June Box. Playing the sound of tunes. Oh, why I feel the blues? I fell in love to soon, And now I am paying my dues. Oh, why I feel the blues? Mississippi Blues I hurt my baby Just the other day Play the harmonic sounds Wishing the blues away The blues that got me moping around The blues that got me was crying hounds. I broke his heart, It was not smart, To lose him from the start, We had to part from the blues. The blues that got me was moping down. The blues that got me was dancing now. I hurt my baby Playing the harmonic sounds. Playing the harmonic sounds. Wishing the blues away. Blues got me, singing the blues today. Got me singing the blues today. Dont go baby. Dont go. Blues on My Mind Got the blues on my mind, For quite some time. The blues on my mind, All the time. Each night I am with you The rhythm dances, Feeling the blues. Got my feet tapping. Got the blues on my mind. Got the blues on my mind. I feel the blues in my heart I feel the blues deep within, Got me hollering sweet nothings Blues got me living in sin. Aint no other like the blues. The rhythm got me chanting Bee bop tunes. Bee bop, To Bee bop, To Bee bop tunes. Vegas Radio Tunes The blues play a jingle On the radio. Listen to Gillespie blow. Listen to Gillespie blow. Gillespie blows That horn so well, I think I Have fallen for his spell. The blues Plays that jingle on the radio. Swaying To the tune of smooth blues. The blues The kind of music that captivates My mind. The blues the type of sounds that Got me hypnotized. Gillespie blow. Gillespie Blow. Play that sound. Play the sound of The blues I like to listen to. I been listening For over an hour at a time. Blues got me Feeling Vegas tunes. Blues Language Music is a language Revealed through the notes Telling a story of familiar sounds A message that is wrote Music is a melody, A discipline in time. The blues is a quality, of a usage of rhyme. Blues is a form of music, That entails a point of view. Blues, a type of intellect, That got my mind and heart too.