Trixie Smith
Trixie Smith
Trixie Smith
Trixie Smith
Trixie Smith
Trixie Smith
Trixie Smith
Trixie Smith
Trixie Smith
Trixie Smith
Trixie Smith
Trixie Smith
Trixie Smith
Trixie Smith
Trixie Smith
Trixie Smith
Trixie Smith
Trixie Smith
Trixie Smith
Trixie Smith
Trixie Smith
Trixie Smith
Trixie Smith
Trixie Smith
[Verse]
There's something wrong inside my head
Yeah, lately all I see is red
I dream all night 'bout guns and knives
'Bout taking certain parties' lives
Most every night in slumber deep
I kill sweet papa in my sleep
Folks say my mind's got a disease
But they can call it what they please
[Chorus]
It's them desperate blues
The desperate blues
I'm nervous as I can be
Looks like love done made a fool of me
If my temper I lose
You'll read in the news
[Well, last night the police?] captain sent me somewhere, Lord
Ain't them desperate blues
[Bridge]
Nowadays on the level
Oh my, it's [?]
Get full of the devil
Cryin' "I'm finally free"
I'm just lately beginning
To find new ways of sinning, sinning
Thrills me, fills me, almost kills me
With a wild, burning delight
[Instrumental Break]
[Chorus]
It's them desperate blues
The desperate blues
I'm nervous as I can be
Looks like love done made a fool of me
If my temper I lose
You'll read in the news
[Well, last night the police?] captain sent me somewhere, Lord
Ain't them desperate blues
Desperate Blues was written by Alex Rogers (Lyricist) & James Price Johnson.