Vintage Trouble - Blues Hand Me Down lyrics

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Papa was a blues man

Gave me the blues hand me down

An alligator shoes man

Gave me the blues hand me downs

Moonshine drinking

Do everything but thinking

Blues hand me downs

Racing the wrong way

Chasing every skirt in town

Taking the long way

Waiting for the sun to come out

Wheeling and hustling

Dealing and shuffling

Blues hand me downs

Lord, have mercy on my soul

I didn’t know

You never know

A fighter, no lover.

No fucking around

And just like my big brother

He stood on shaky ground

His pride got the best of him

Smoking got the rest of him

Blues hand me downs

Lord, have mercy on my soul

I didn’t know

You never know

Hand me down blues

Hand me down blues

Hand me down blues

I come from vintage trouble

Look out if I’m the one you found

I’ll pop your bubble

With my live wire, straight shooting dirty mouth

Papa was a blues man

Please baby understand

I got the, got the, got the, got the

Blues hand me downs

Lord, have mercy on your soul

You didn’t know

They never know

Hand me down blues

Hand me down blues

Hand me down blues

Hand me down blues

He gave me to yoou

Hand me down blues

I give it to you

Hand me down blues

Papa was a blues man

Papa was a blues man

Give it to me

Give it to me

Give it to me