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May 2015
You hear BB King
And you love the blues
You have Buddy Guy
And he can make you fly

As **** and the boys
Scream again once more
When you hear the blues
It's a soulful ride

It's memories
Of pain
Of love
Maybe lost or won

But with the blues
Love, ***** and drugs
It may be a blur
Or a faded memory

If you remember at all!

But no matter
The pain or
Loss of love
You'll always have the blues
Sitting listening to BB. RIP
Willard Wells
Written by
Willard Wells  Sacramento, CA. USA
(Sacramento, CA. USA)   
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