Just 'Cause I Sing The Blues (Don't Mean I Want To) [LIVE]

by Bob Malone   Every night I sing the bluesAin’t nothin’ comes more naturallyI don’t know how my life turned out to be so hardMaybe God gets off on pickin’ on meBut I sure wouldn’t mind if life was more kindAnd didn’t burden me with all these duesJust ’cause I sing the blues don’t mean I want to… Well, I don’t think pain is so romanticI don’t want you to watch me bleedIt ain’t like I stood up and volunteeredTo have all these evil women chasin’ meAnd the only reason I learned to like that cheap whiskeyIs ’cause I never could afford to chooseJust ’cause I sing the blues don’t mean I want to… BRIDGE II want to sit in a hot-tub in my big back yardSmokin’ an illegal Havana cigarA glass of scotch and a girl to holdBoth about twenty-one years old… BRIDGE III want a Jaguar for a second carAn open tab at all of my favorite barsWanna settle down in the country and live that simple lifeWith my super-model trophy wife… Now I guess I’d miss all this singin’ and playin’If my fortunes suddenly impro