World Of Contradictions

make my living feeling rotten, but I feel good when I play blues

I make my living feeling rotten, but I feel good when I play blues

In this world of contradictions, man what can a poor boy do?



Some folks say you can't sing blues, when you're feeling good

I'm just feeling lousy, I knock on wood

I make my living feeling rotten, but I feel good when I play blues



In this world of contradictions, man what can a poor boy do?

I guess the worst things get, the better they must be

this mixed up way of thinking man, is killing me

I make my living feeling rotten but I feel good when I play blues yes I do

In this world of contradictions what can a poor boy do

Yeah, what can I do, oh



Yeah, woo

Well if I feel a little bit better, I'll probably go broke

It' enough to give a man the blues and man that ain't no joke

I make my living feeling rotten I feel good when I play blues

Well in this world of contradictions, what can a poor boy do