Playing the blues

1. Are you crocked cripple who have no a stock
Or you taste the cribble of heavy rock?
'Cause you are young man who ever refuse.
So listen, so listen, we're playing the blues.

2. White shirt and a locker, cutter or dame,
A farmer or a stocker, a man of good fame;
They are so different so nothing to lose.
So listen, so listen, we're playing the blues.

3. A boss or a beggar, a queen with her king,
Richman or poorboy: they're know one thing,
A thing that they may, they may to lose
All they got and they're list'ning the blues.

4. The blues have no falsehood. The blues is the blues.
A special mood is blues and that's good.
It so peaceful so nothing to lose,
So listen, so listen, we're playing the blues.