The Rubettes - Wo Goddam Blues lyrics

I've been working these fields too darn long All my boys are soldiers they've upped and gone And my good lady Saphire she's pa**ed on Here I stand with my head gone grey From a bull that won't pull and a hen that won't lay And that doggon. Dog on the front porch I can't teach him no new tricks And that doggone log of the guitar He won't play me no new licks He just goes Wo goddam blues again Wo goddam blues again Wo goddam I thought you were my friend But everytimes I get the blues You play that tune again Wo goddam blues again Wo goddam blues again Wo goddam blues, them blues again I took my guitar to the mangrove swamp But he wouldn't play that alligator stromp So I threw him in to let those gators chomp I turned my head aside to shed a tear I'm better off at home than weeping here But that dad blame O lordy lordy I was shakin' like a leaf Three gators wrestling for my guitar Caught the strings up in the teeth And he went Wo goddam blues again Wo goddam goddam blues again Wo goddam blues again Wo goddam blues always me frown Cause every time I threw you in you played that same old sound Wo goddam blues again Wo goddam blues again Wo goddam blues again.