Hey, hey, Mr. Bluesman, play that guitar for me
I said hey hey hey, play that guitar just for me
'Cause I'm sittin' right here, sittin' in my own misery
I cried all night, and then I cried all day long
You know I cried all night and then I cried all day long
What you did to me, baby, what you did to me was wrong
Why, why, why'd you treat me so bad
I said why, why, why, why did you treat me so bad
I gave you everything, I was the best friend you ever had.
And now I'm howling at the moon, howling at the stars above
I'm howling at the moon, howling at the stars above
I will never understand the ways and the whys of love
Hey, hey, Mr. Bluesman, play you guitar for me
I said, hey hey hey, play that guitar just for me
But keep your eye on the road,
'Cause I'm the last good thing you will ever see!