Blues My Naughty Sweetie Gives to Me Lyrics

What is that song about kissing?

What is that song about smiles?

If I could have my way I'd sing a song today

That would beat them all by miles

I wouldn't sing about smiling

That's not the topic I'd choose

What I'd sing about's what I've got

And what I've got's the weary blues

There are blues that you get from worry

There are blues that you get from pain

There are blues when you're lonely

For your one and only

Those blues you can never explain

There are blues that you get from longing

But the bluest blues to me

Are the only blues that's on my mind

They're the very meanest kind

The blues my naughty sweetie gives to me

There are blues you get from wimmin

When you see 'em goin' swimmin

And you haven't got a bathing suit yourself

There are blues you get much quicker

When you hide a lot of liquor

And your lady goes and swipes it off the shelf

There are blues that come from waitin' on the dock

Wondering if the boat is gonna rock

And there's blues that come from gettin

In a taxicab and frettin

Every time you hit a bump and jump the clock

There are blues you get from tryin

When you save a guy from dyin

And he afterwards forgets you in his will

But the blues much worse than this is

When you're walkin' with the missus

And some chorus lady shouts, Hello there Bill

But the blues that make me crazy mad and sorer than a bunion

'Till I feel like goin' out and stabbin' someone with an onion

Are the blues my naughty sweetie gives to me

There are blues that you get from worry

There are blues that you get from pain

There are blues when you're single

And just want to mingle

And blues when you have to abstain

There are blues that you get from sleepless nights

But the bluest blues to me

Are the blues that make me hot and cold and make me want to shiver

And make me want to end it all by jumping in the river

Are the blues my naughty sweetie gives to me

Gives to me

The blues my naughty sweetie gives to me