So many times I want to spread my celebration
And all people want to hear about is my desperation
You know my Blues are my bread and butter
But sometimes I wish I could sing about another
(Whoaaa, Whoaaa)
I’m trapped in this 12 Bar lonely riff
Where it holds me down and makes my life so stiff
I need to spread my wings and just let go
But everyone won’t let me, they say B.B. no
(Whoaaa, Whoaaa)
I don’t want to (Whoaaa, Whoaaa)
I don’t want to (Whoaaa, Whoaaa)
I don’t want to (Whoaaa, Whoaaa)
I don’t want to (Whoaaa, Whoaaa)
I don’t want to write a sad song ( once again )
( Lucille Solo )
It takes a lot to feel alone on the outside
When your happy go lucky, trapped on the inside
It’s funny I’m suppose to be sad, to brighten people’s days
When’s this Mississippi man gonna have his say
(Whoaaa, Whoaaa)
I don’t want to (Whoaaa, Whoaaa)
I don’t want to (Whoaaa, Whoaaa)
I don’t want to (Whoaaa, Whoaaa)
I don’t want to write a sad song ( once again )
( Lucille Solo )
One day I hope I can change all this
And if me and Lucille could just have one wish
I’d close my eyes and Rock and Roll one night
That would make this King feel alright
(Whoaaa, Whoaaa)
I don’t want to (Whoaaa, Whoaaa)
I don’t want to (Whoaaa, Whoaaa)
I don’t want to (Whoaaa, Whoaaa)
I don’t want to write a sad song ( once again )
( Lucille Solo Fade Out )
