Bastard Son Of A Thousand Blues

(album: Native Tongue - 1993)

Well it's four o'clock in the morning
And I'm knocking on your door
She says she's tired of me
Don't want me here no more
She said stop your pissing and moaning and groaning
Go sleep outside with them dogs

Now, honey, let me please explain
Because I didn't mean you no wrong

I didn't mean to hurt you, baby
Wouldn't do that to you
She said bite your lip, now, sweet child
You're the bastard son of a thousand blues

Well my daddy was gone by the day I was born
And my mama I've never seen
I was born in the back of a black Cadillac
And raise by a gypsy queen

And as a child I was hell gone wild
Raise in the eye of the storm
By the time I was ten, I was doing time again
Cause I knew what that gun was for

[Chorus]
No, no, no, I'm the bastard son of a thousand blues
Oh, no, no didn't know what I'm going to do
No, no, no I'm the bastard son of a thousand blues
Oh, no, no tell me, mama, what I'm going to do

Ladies have come, ladies have gone
But there's on I remember quite well
Years have gone past, but her memory lasts
But the story I cannot tell

Well I've lived and I've lied
And I've loved and I've tried
To put my soul to good use

Guess I'm shit out of luck
Cause that name, it just sucks
I'm the bastard son of a thousand sons

[Chorus]