Boppin' The Blues

(альбом: Bear's Sonic Journals: Found In The Ozone - 2020)

All my friends are bopping the blues; it must be going round
All my friends are bopping the blues; it must be going round
I love you, baby, but I must be rhythm bound

Well, the doctor told me, boy, you don't need no pills
Yes, the doctor told me, boy, you don't need no pills
Just a handful of nickels, the juke box will cure your ills

Well, all my friends are bopping the blues; it must be going round
All them cats are bopping the blues; it must be going round
I love you, baby, but I must be rhythm bound

Well, that jitterbug caught me, man, I don't feel no pain
Yeah, that jitterbug caught me, man, I don't feel no pain
I love you baby, but I'll never be the same

All my friends are bopping the blues; it must be going round
All my friends are bopping the blues; it must be going round
I love you, baby, but I must be rhythm bound

Well, grand-pa Don got rhythm and he threw his crutches down
Oh, the old boy Don got rhythm and blues and he threw that crutches down
Grand-ma, he ain't trifling, I said, the old boy's rhythm bound

Well, all them cats are bopping the blues; it must be going round
All my friends are bopping the blues; it must be going round
I love you, baby, but I must be rhythm bound

A rock bop, rhythm and blues
A rock bop, rhythm and blues
A rock bop, rhythm and blues
A rock bop, rhythm and blues
Rhythm and blues, it must be going round