Don't Care a Thing About Them Blues

Sing it baby....

A cup full of misery Janice

A cup full of time

A cup full of mama's a*s

A place to plant a rhyme

A cup full of sorrow Prudence

A cup that spilled the love

A cup full of daddy's nickels 

A push comes to a shove

Now that it is full dear Marva

Now that you are gone

I'll sit and shine this here guitar

Don't give a s**t about that sun

Author's Note

Might have to flesh this out into a song.....

Reviews

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

A cup full of whiskey and I'll sit all night and listen..

[Crowley]

Jameson, Bullit, Crown?

[Chris Shaw]

When I read your lyrics Crowley,(yes I already think of your words as lyrics) I heard Tom Jones singing them. Yes I did and I am great fan of his and his singing of the blues. So you have my approval here.

Chris

[Crowley]

How did I not catch this...Thanks Luv!!!!

[Chris Shaw]

No problem :))

[barleygirl]

This doesn't sound like any blues I ever heard & that's my favorite kind. You have an elastic imagination, my plastic fantastic poet-friend. I just love everything about this, the names, the wild-a*s attitude. The blues are meant to make us laugh & smile (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Crowley]

I woke up with the line a cup of daddy's nickels on my mind from a dream. Crazy where you find your words. Thanks!!!

[emipoemi]

It definitely has a blues-y ring to it. I can hear it. very solemn, and it flows nicely. Well done!

[Crowley]

Thank You!!!!

[emipoemi]

my pleasure.