I just got off the road with the
We got to play here a little bit.
Right now we're gonna do this
A song about one of the greatest,
Well gather round I'll tell you people
about a boy that you should know
He's deep, dumb, blind and lame,
but really kicks the gong around
All raggedy clothes and all torn shoes
How that boy can't sing the blues
Everything just seems to ease
They took him to the jury,
they sentenced him to die
He turned around, laughed out loud,
straight in that judge's eye
They strapped him to the electric chair,
it was time for him to die
Ten thousand votes shot through him,
the boy didn't bat an eye
Oh raggedy clothes and aughts on shoes
Oh how that boy can sing the blues
Everything just seems to use from
Oh -oh -oh -oh -oh -oh -oh -oh -oh -oh
Rap -bop -bop -bop -di -de -dap -dap
Skid -a -skat -ska -skidoo -ba -doo
-ba -da -ba -da -da -di -dap
Ba -ba -da -ba -di -da -da -da -da
-ba -ba -da -di -da -da -da -da
They tried and tried a thousand
So they heard that warden cry
My electric bill's too high
They tried and tried a thousand ways
Till one fine day he passed away
He died from the whooping cough
How that boy can't sing the blues
Everything just seemed to
in the bags and the bones in
after these important messages.
Rary, ladies and gentlemen.