Put your money on a sure thing
and every time you lose
I feel for you, son
but you ain't got the blues
You can't go out dancing
'cause there's a rock in your shoes
I get that you're hurtin'
But you ain't got the blues
On a bus bound for glory
feels like someone's been loosening the screws
But if they let you sit up front
you ain't got the blues
Your great grandpa got to keep his name
and didn't die in a noose
You might not have fame or fortune
But you ain't got the blues
Your children won't end up dead on the news
You ain't got the blues
When Smokey pulls you over
you won't end up bruised
You just gotta pay that ticket
You ain't got the blues
You lay your problems on the doorstep
Of the blacks or the Muslims or the Jews
I know you been disappointed
But you ain't got the blues
Just because you gotta pay your dues
You ain't got the blues
You can play the tune on the ones and twos
But you ain't got the blues
Father and daughter team up to make pretty folk music inspired by the day she was born and the day she'll leave home. Bandcamp New & Notable May 5, 2015
Alec Bowman perfectly captures the dark soil under the pastoral world of British folk with this collection of melancholy originals. Bandcamp New & Notable May 12, 2020