Blues Writing challenge

Well not a challenge, just some fun. Been playing some blues and somehow the words just fell into place.
Who wants to add to it?



I got stones in my shoes
leaving the blues on my bruise
when I walk back to you

I get stones in my shoes
even when having conversation with you


I got pains in my heart
from a rocky start
wish I could start something new

(turn around)

I got rocks in my feet
when I'm taking the heat, from you
( you know it baby, you know when you done me wrong)

oooh I got rocks at my feet
making me bleed all over my shoes

Id walk away....
but you know that I'll stay
What's a man gonna do

(turn around)

a reply to: FlySolo

I put stones in my shoes,
I put rocks in my heart
the stones sing the blues
and we never will part..

I put stones in my socks,
the stones well they're hard
the stones in my shoes, yeah
the stones they are you



Word.
Dig me some blues. Wrote a few ones myself.

originally posted by: Liquesence
a reply to: FlySolo

I put stones in my shoes,
I put rocks in my heart
the stones sing the blues
and we never will part..

I put stones in my socks,
the stones well they're hard
the stones in my shoes, yeah
the stones they are you

Yeah the stones in my sock
prevent me to walk
but I run back to you...

da da daaaaa

a reply to: FlySolo

Well the stones make me run
and the stones make me crawl,
the stones make me bleed
as before you I fall..

a reply to: FlySolo

got rocks in my brain, surrounded by pain, what do I gain, from the falling rain....

well the stones made me fall,
but im back on my feet
time to boogie to the juke,
down on memphis street

i head to the bar,
cause its head cutting time
to the left of the stage,
is that fool billy lyons

stagger lee walks in with all the stones in the world,
and catches billy lyons checking his girl
he pulls out the steel and puts it right to his head,
before anyone knew billy lyons was dead

a reply to: Mugly

lol well that escalated quickly.

Poor poor billy Lyon
face down on the floor dyin

a reply to: FlySolo

well, he shouldnt have messed with stack lee
thats what happens

I got blues in my sheets
Blues on my socks now my feet
My collars on my shirts
Blues all up on my babys skirts

Got the pen in the washing machine blues *rad solo*

a reply to: Qumulys

Love the "blue collar" blues allusion.

Got blues in my sheets
and stones in my feet
the stones in my collar
stained blue...

(by my baby)

...and the man she's gone to meet

a reply to: Liquesence

Chorus

Oh them stones
tied to a rope on my leg
Oh them stones
forgot that they were this big
Oh them stones
My baby's got me by them
oh them stones
Be home by a quarter to ten

Though I try sometimes
I just cant get away from them

Don't any of you go giving up your day jobs for a career on Tin Pan Alley.

a reply to: Astyanax

Aww, man, why do you have to come in and make us all depressed and miserable??

a reply to: Qumulys

Because you gotta pay you dues if you wanna write the blues.

a reply to: Astyanax

alright, show us how its done.

a reply to: FlySolo

Sure.

Robert Johnson:

Me and the Devil were walkin side by side
I'm gonna beat my woman till I'm satisfied

I got stones in my passway and my way seems black as night
And these pains in my heart, they have taken my appetite.

Albert King:

I can't read, never learnt how to write
My whole life has been one big fight
Born under a bad sign — been down since I began to crawl
If it wasn't for bad luck — I wouldn't have no luck at all.

Howlin' Wolf:

I have had my fun
If I'd never get well no more
I have had my fun
If I never get well no more
Oh, my health is fadin', oh
Oh yes, I'm goin' down slow

I could go on, but you get the drift...

a reply to: Astyanax

no no that's cheating. Your own stuff

a reply to: FlySolo

I'm too 'properly' educated to write or sing them convincingly (as are most white rock stars who try to write the blues).

Besides, they don't usually sound like much on paper; you need the performance, the whole package.

Okay, just for you:

Got a Greyhound ticket and a twenty dollar-bill
I just buried my baby up on Cemetery Hill

But this stuff doesn't actually pluck at the heartstrings till you hear it in its musical context.

a reply to: Astyanax

Too educated to write the blues? I have no idea what you're going on about. You do realize where the blues comes from right?

You had a good start.

Got a greyhound ticket and a 20 dollar bill
I put my baby in the ground just for the thrill
Now I'm on my way down that lonely road
Just me and my boots cause my soul has been sold

a reply to: Astyanax

My fav bluesman

Skip James


Well, you hear me singin'
This old lonesome song
People, you know these hard times
Can't last us so long

Hm, hm-hm
Hmm, hmm
Hm, hm-hm
Hm, hm-hm, oh Lord





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Yes, I was a good man
But I'm's a po' man
You understand

In the hospital, now
In Washington D.C.
Ain't got nobody
To see about me

But I'm's a good man
But I'm's a po' man
You can understand