Oh well, my woman she was kinda pretty
But my woman she was also bad
Now she left me early this morning
And I got the blues petty bad
Well, she gave me the pretty bad blues
Yes, the pretty bad blues
Lord-Lord, got the blues pretty bad
Well, yes they're pretty bad
Oh Lord, they're pretty bad
You know they're pretty bad
Well, yes they're pretty bad
Lord-Lord, the blues are pretty bad
Well, I asked her why she was leaving
She didn't have no excuse
I said, don't leave me lonely baby
She says, oh what's it with you?
So, she gave me the pretty bad blues
Well, yes the pretty bad blues
Lord-Lord, the blues are pretty bad
Well, yes they're pretty bad
You know they're pretty bad
Well, yes they're pretty bad
You know they're pretty bad
Yes-yes, the blues are pretty bad
Well, she's gone down the road
To find a brand new dad
Well, she don't need one
She done got one!
With the blues that're pretty bad
Well, she gave me the pretty bad blues
Yes, the pretty bad blues
Lord-Lord, the blues are pretty bad
Well, yes they're pretty bad
Oh Lord, they're pretty bad
You know they're pretty bad
Well, yes they're pretty bad
Lord-Lord, the blues are pretty bad
Writer(s): Ronnie Self
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